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[pitfight]

Who ⬤ Nishitani and the hoard.
What ⬤ August/Event catchall!
When ⬤ August
Where ⬤ Sai no Kawara, the underground, enma territory, shuten places.... ryouma's apartment.
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[pitfight]

[ Nishitani watches Hizen stalk off before tapping his remaining chips on the table, wood clicking against plastic. ] Tables cold anyways. [ Given the loosing streak he'd been fostering, the others around him murmur their ascent. When he tips the dealer and leaves, it's perfectly within his right to do so. ]

[ When he makes his way to the bar, also within his right. He orders Hizen a drink, tells the bartender to tell Hizen who bought it too. When Hizen looks over, Nishitani will raise his drink, an offer for conversation. ]

[harimaya]

(He passes the bartender his money only to have it turned away. A nod of the head in a certain direction and Hizen turns to see...)

Still got money to spend?

(He seems unimpressed. He doesn't reach for the drink either,)

What d'ya want?

(He approaches this like he does with all first gifts: with suspicion. He might have grown used to accepting things from others but he still expects some sort of catch.)

[pitfight]

More than enough, baby.

[ Nishitani tops off his own drink, pops out a cigarette and offers one to Hizen. ] Want nothing. Can't a boss offer his underling a reward for a good job?

1/2

[harimaya]

(Baby.............. he makes a visible face. Is he being mocked? Made fun of? Not taken seriously? He knows he looks young compared to his actual age. He's used to being mistaken for just some teenaged punk but baby??????)

[harimaya]

You're not my boss.

(He says, snatching the cigarette. He doesn't smoke often; his vice is drinking, but he feels like he needs to prove himself right now. Like he needs to hold his ground and make sure this guy doesn't brush him off as some kid he can boss around.

(Always reading into things the worse way. Assuming the worst in everyone.))

I'm here 'cause the boss gave us orders.

(If he had a choice, he'd happily be napping at home or drinking at Hemlock. He'd be anywhere but among the crowd.)

[pitfight]

Unfortunately for you, while I may not be the manager or pitboss here, I trained everyone who is. [ Nishitani's eyes glint fuchsia in the dim light of the bar, the cozy atmosphere choked with cigarette and cigar smoke. ] With blessings from the boss. My job to make sure this place runs smoothly opening night. You helped with that.

So, take the thanks. [ Or don't. Either way will mark something firm in Nishitani's books. ]

[harimaya]

...

(Perhaps not the boss but someone more experienced in the area. Someone in charge for the moment and in turn, not someone he should seek out a fight with.

It's clear he doesn't want to just accept the offer. He's hesitant-- suspicious-- and he keeps his eyes on Nishitani as he reaches for his drink.)

If that's what ya want then keep me off the tables. (Please. He's complaining but he truly hates it. He knows what he's good at it and it isn't that.) I got my own job to do.

(A few minor cuts and scrapes on his knuckles, the occasional bandage wrapped around a finger or part of his hand to keep himself and the place clean. It's all minor and he's already begun to heal but it's clear enough that he's gotten into a few fights this night already. He's better at staying out of sight until he needs to take care of someone. He has no business mingling with the customers as far as he's concerned. )

[pitfight]

Wasn't my fucking idea to put you on it. [ Nishitani is slightly peeved about that-- someone he trained picking a bouncer to cover a table. Absolutely not, a talk he's had already. ] You did good under the pressure though, kid.

[harimaya]

(Raising his glass and taking a drink,)

Ain't a "kid."

(He knows he looks like one but he isn't. And he knows this isn't going to stop most people from calling him kid or -kun but he needs to say it at least once. Maybe someday, someone will listen.)

Plan on turning the tables or are you happy losing?

(He saw how Nishitani was playing.)