[SEMI-CLOSED] wretched and wild, all glory and trash.

[killtime]

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Who ⬤ Andromache of Enma & likely questionable company!
What ⬤ Bastard woman desperately seeks naps and other thrilling tales
When ⬤ Catch-all for late June, after the events at Kaigo no Bou, and throughout July
Where ⬤ Andy's apartment (derogatory), various other locations in Jigoku-cho
Content Warnings ⬤ Profanity, violence, substance use, sex, etc. To be updated as needed!


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[killtime]

[ Andy's never really played at hard to get. Hard to know, maybe — but not hard to have. Fearless, reckless — she's willing to play this game and find out whether it's a prize or a punishment at the end of it all. She probably likes it more than she should when Aerith dances away from her, leaving her wanting. Keep trying? Sure. She can do that. ]

I don't mind. [ Wryly, as she follows after Aerith: ] I'm not the type that needs you to go easy on me.

[ Now that — that bit's the truth. ]

Might even have more fun if you don't.

[everblooms]

Aww, you wanna spend time with me that badly? In that case...

[ A plan is formulating in her mind, as Aerith puts it together spur of the moment. Initially, she'd thought about just heckling her, forcing her to spend time together and teasing her for a bit. It'd be easier, for sure, because Andy seems like she's itching for a bone to chew on, but it's no fun to just give it to her. ]

You've got to earn it. [ When she spins around to look at Andy, Aerith has her hands clasped behind her back, is rolling one of the heels on her shoes back and forth, is smiling like the cat who ate the canary... ] So, give me a run down. What are you good at?

[killtime]

[ When she spins around, Andy waiting there for her, just a step behind and making no secret of her attention. She's never been the shy type. Why should she be, especially at her age? She is what she is. And if Aerith didn't like that at least a little bit, she wouldn't be here, playing along. Teasing. So maybe Andy's not so convinced that her confidence isn't warranted right now. Maybe she's pretty sure she can earn it, if that's what Aerith wants to see. ]

Can't you guess what I'm good at?

[ As Aerith rocks back on her heels, Andy leans in to meet her as she rocks forward again, bringing them back close to each other, her own wry little smile just scant inches away from Aerith's. ]

You've seen me. [ Dryly, like she's aware of the cliche but thinks Aerith might find it amusing anyway: ] You already know I'm good with my hands.

[everblooms]

[ It would be funnier, she thinks, if Andy had taken the bait at face and simply ran with it. Aerith already had an idea of something to needle to her with; herself, of course. When Andy lets her, it's easy as rolling out pie dough to get a response. Even this leaves her a little tickle-pink in the cheeks, flushed like from a fever and unwilling to get rid of it. ]

I've seen part of you. [ Her quip is simple and factual, perhaps a little sweetly acerbic with how she doesn't back off. She smells the danger on Andy in little things: cigarette smoke, maybe or alcohol. Aerith laughs. ] This is part of you, too. You trying to please me! Keep it up, and... maybe I'll please you.

[ The bridges and tunnels and streets of Hell are innumerable, with many used daily or hourly while others sit undisturbed for weeks or even months at a time. Forgotten pathways to bustling parts of the city, where no one bothers to wander unless they've got an interest in getting lost or becoming forgotten themselves. Aerith is familiar with them in her interest in keeping shortcuts in mind for the city— when you run around all of Hell to deliver things for businesses and individuals, you end up familiar with everyone there, at least, and if Andy notices that Aerith walks the streets of Enma with all the confidence of an alley cat, she wouldn't be wrong.

The confidence must mean she knows where she's going, and it's only when they find a dilapidated looking building that maybe Andy is starting to get the smell of what Aerith is cooking up. She gestures excitedly to the stairs descending down, toward a door with a sliding peephole. It's outside of Enma, just barely, in between where one would take a turn to walk towards Tamamo or Shuten and Enma proper. It's a real shitshow of a building, with a rotten roof that still hasn't healed from the bloody downpour and chunks of the wooden exterior peeled off like someone's stolen them. Exposed foundation doesn't give the impression it passes any inspection, but it doesn't look like the sort of place that bothers, anyway. ]

Ta-da!

[ She's not ratting them out. She's giving Andy a place to impress her, or get her what she wants— either way, she clearly has her finger in the pie of something interesting or fun. Unsurprising to anyone who knows the woman, really. ]

A place to gets handsy with. No fighting! Unless it's part of the game.

[ A hint, it seems, but Aerith waits for the okay. If she's game, she's game. The date is on. If not, she'll find some fun elsewhere even if the disappointment will eat at her. ]

[killtime]

[ Maybe that's just the problem with Andy — she's not a subtle creature. No, she's more like the sword she wielded that day they met. An instrument with clear intent. Sharp. A little bloodthirsty. With a honed edge that's only good for a few things. The last few thousand years has stripped away her tact, and even if she's capable of it, this is a woman that prefers just to cut straight through.

But she can play along. She wants to. Doesn't even question where Aerith is leading her off to — just takes it all in stride, weaving in and out of the streets just a step behind. Aerith walks Enma Territory with a certain fearless that makes it hard not to feel pulled along after her. ]

I like a good game.

[ The rotting building she's been led to is a reminder of the blood rain — a half-collapsed shell. Someone with sense might take one look at the place and turn right the hell around. But Andy sees the potential. Her mouth twists into a wry smile as she sizes up their new playground. Then she gives Aerith a little sidelong look, her tone amicably mocking when she goes on: ]

You have any other rules you want to tell me? Or are you going to take the head start and leave me to figure the rest out?

[everblooms]

[ Step one is don't invite the beast into your home, Andy. She holds her palm out and gets bit immediately, as Aerith ponders extra rules. Wandering down the steps, it clicks for her suddenly. Andy likes to be handsy, so... ]

Nothing too serious. [ She raises her index finger, before glancing back, beaming innocently. ] Just one more thing.

You can't touch me until you win.

[killtime]

[ Maybe it's just Andy that likes getting bitten now and then. Aerith could probably get away with a lot worse when it comes to her. Besides, this is a woman that enjoys a challenge — and maybe it's a toss up, whether or not she plans to follow the rules to a T, but she seems willing enough to play along for now. Hands to herself, just like she's told — but she still keeps close, following Aerith as she makes her way down those steps. ]

I'm starting to feel like this is your idea of foreplay. [ Wryly: ] But, sure. Whatever you say, boss.