[SEMI-CLOSED] i am my mother's savage daughter.

[killtime]

Who ⬤ The Bastard Andromache & her associates
What ⬤ Catch-all adventures for the Worst Cop Woman™
When ⬤ Late August through September
Where ⬤ The Department offices, Enma and Shuten Territories, etc.
Content Warnings ⬤ Profanity, violence, substance use, sex. To be updated as needed!

⬤ Permission's Post
⬤ @ whaler#7695 for starters!
⬤ Wildcards welcome from existing CR

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[killtime]

[ She probably wouldn't mind the fist fight either. But she seems willing to cut him a little slack, finally stepping away from the doorway and gesturing with a lazy wave of her hand for him to follow her inside. ]

Do I? Maybe I just like hearing you say it. [ Her wryness doesn't let up. ] You going to need a little booze in you first?

[heretic_blade]

[ He follows after her, face as red as ever. He's not going to indulge her goading unless he absolutely has to. ]

No, but if yer offerin', give it 'ere.

[ Any excuse to drink is a good one. ]

[killtime]

[ She gives him one of those wry little looks, but nods in the direction of the kitchen cupboards. Plenty of booze in there — mostly the cheap shit someone may or may not be using as a maladaptive coping mechanism — but it's the kind of household where sake is a staple. ]

Help yourself.

[ Dryly then, just to tease: ]

You going to chug? Or should I go get myself off while I wait?

[heretic_blade]

[ It's obvious he hears her from the way he flinches, but cheap sake wins straight from the bottle wins out. He takes a long, hard drink before turning to her with a scowl. ]

I'm good. [ Another drink before he puts the bottle back. ] ...Now are ya really gonna make me say why I'm 'ere or are we jus' gonna get started?

[ That'd be a good way to get started, wouldn't it? Izō knows he's digging his own grave here.]

[killtime]

[ She watches him drink, shrugging lightly in response. ]

I'm not a fucking mind reader, am I?

[ Though it wouldn't take a psychic to figure it out. They've done this enough times by now. She could probably guess. It's just more fun this way. }

[heretic_blade]

[ Izō scowls as he goes back over to her. He won't look away, he won't back down. That doesnt mean he won't be flustered the entire time, though. ]

I told ya already...I want ya t' abuse me and praise me. [ Nishitani excelled at that balance. Someone needs to fill the gap. He puts his hands on her waist, pushing his luck. ] Call me names an' tell me I'm doin' good.

[ He leans in so they're face-to-face, just inches from each other. ]

Think ya can do that?