sirenspull_logs | now all you've got to offer me is a drink of gin

Who: Tonegawa (

12second_orz ) and YOU
When: Friday afternoon- early evening.
Where: A high-class bar in Sector 3, moving to Lion's Gate towards the evening
What: Tonegawa uses his afternoon off to schmooze and make contacts in a classy joint. Feel free to run into him leaving or arriving, too!
Warnings: None

[Sitting at the bar and watching the gentle murmur of activity around him as he nurses his drink, Tonegawa can’t help but feel rather pleased with himself. He works by day, he meets and greets by night. If there’s one thing he can approve of, it’s a routine, and he’s certainly managed one of those here.

Not that making nice to big shots is all he wants to spend the rest of his time here doing- his ideal state of affairs involves far more room to stretch his legs in every sense, for what is power but the ability to do anything and be forgiven for it nonetheless? But even beyond that there’s something about the charade now that sticks in his throat, bitter and resentful, that he’s become more aware of now; his hands tense beneath their leather gloves with each forced laugh, each smile.

Still, he’s damn good at it and he knows it. He’s never wanted for patience in his life, either- swallowing now could earn him the right to spit later, if he’s good enough at it. There’s nouveau riche trash here, yes, but also a few people it’s well worth being sweet to.

Of course, what mood he ends up in by the end of the night depends entirely on which of them he manages to find, and while he might look laid back as he glances around the room he’s busy sizing up faces and suits.]

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[Blinking as his attention was caught, Ukyou looked up, smiling gently at the familiar face.]

Well if it isn't my dear friend Tone-sama, greeting. Would you care to?

[Motioning to the seat beside him and picking up the bottle of wine that was sat before him on the table.]

Its funny you should ask how I am, I appear to have had an almost mishap lately.

[A fake, yet not at all over the top laugh was offered as he told this.]

['Tone-sama'...? For a moment he wonders if Ukyou might be a little tipsy- then he reminds himself of just who he's speaking to and brushes it aside, even if the man's little flourish reminds him rather gratingly of Kazuya.]

Gladly. [He takes the seat, gesturing for the waiter to bring another glass as he turns his expression to something more appropriately sympathetic.] I'm sorry to hear that. What happened, if you don't mind my asking?

[Why yes, Ukyou was a little intoxicated, but then again it wasn't unlike the young Emperor to lavish on the compliments airs and graces when he felt like it, now was it? Besides... Tonegawa, even though he was as crooked as they came, he had proven himself to be reliable and even as far as to say trust worthy, qualities that were hard to find in a place such as this port.]

Well you see~

[An over dramatic sigh and the flick of a gloved wrist.]

It appears some rather important information about myself and my little project slipped over the network last month. How I've managed to avoid the attention of the authorities is a complete mystery, I was approached by--

[He stopped, smiled and flirted casually with the waitress when she returned with the extra glass. Turning back to the topic once she had left.]

Where was I? Ah yes~ I was approached by a member of the police after they witness a little... Hmm, shall we say experiment of mine.

[Tonegawa's expression remains fixed, though he nods an acknowledgement to the waitress and sets about pouring himself half a glass of wine. Separately it's generally fine, but mixing wine with his usual fair never works out well for him.]

How unfortunate for you. [How careless.] I've had something similar happen to me in the past. The public in general seem to forget fairly quickly here, at least, which addresses half of your problem. [Unless your name is Haruhi, of course.] What about this police officer? Obviously, they didn't have anything to arrest you on.

[Oh dear me, is Tonegawa going to get drunk or be ill? Ukyou would find either amusing all the same.]

Say what you really mean why don't you Tone-sama, it was careless and even I know that.

[Taking a huffy sip of his drink, finishing it off and pouring himself another. He actually paused for a moment, he was so used to someone else pouring his drinks, cutting his food and dabbing his lips that he almost forgot he had to do it himself.]

No, you're correct, they have nothing. However... say they should prove themselves to become a problem I can easily have them silenced.

[A devious smile pulled over his lips.]

[Well, that makes it easier. If even Ukyou can admit it was a mistake, he doesn't have to watch his words quite so carefully- he'll still avoid saying so outright of course, since reminding others of their failures has never been a wise networking strategy, but it gives a far firmer base for their conversation.

Which, at the moment, is a little too public for his liking, considering their topic. Tonegawa aims for subtlety anyway.]

Of course. You have enough power at the moment to cover one officer's tracks, I'm sure. Ideally, they would lose the scent on their own, but some things can't be helped in the name of self-preservation, wouldn't you say? [He lifts his glass.] Have they been troubling you?

[Oh it may have been public, maybe a little too public, but enough people knew who Ukyou was by now, so they should have been smart enough not to blab... That and he was a little on the intoxicated side to care to be quite frank.]

Had my Father been here, he would be running this city with an iron fist already. There would be raids and taxes, non of this happy go lucky welcoming crap.

[Swaying a little as he raised his glass in a silent toast to his missing adoptive father. Turning back to Tonegawa now.]

Oh they've not bothered me since, but I've had to keep my head low, just incase. Tell me, Tone-sama~ how has life been treating you lately?

[He's surprised Ukyou managed to keep the glass entirely upright. It doesn't seem that he's particularly far gone, but still. Tonegawa is wearing a white shirt.]

Me? Oh, about the same as always. I've had a little trouble with my employees lately [he hopes Chane heard that] but it's nothing a firm hand can't fix.

Still, you mentioned your father... that would be the emperor, I presume? [He sips thoughtfully, aiming for something calmer to offset Ukyou's openness.] Emperor of where, if you don't mind my asking?

[Tonegawa will be amused then, as Ukyou's grip slipped and the glass came tumbling down onto the table. Most of its contents had been sipped away, but still there was a small splash to which Ukyou clapped and smiled at.]

My goodness me, how long has it been since I've enjoyed a drink like this? Still, I'm enjoying myself as are you am I correct?

[It was hard to tell if his cheeks were flushed from all the white make up he wore.]

Kogakyo of course, my father was the magistrate, unless you mean my biological father? I haven't the slightest who he was... the previous Emperor was sooo~ old even I don't know his natural age.

[Raising the glass to his lips after topping it back up, muttering into it with sly eyes.]

You'd think after forty eight clones he'd clue us in at some point...

now all you've got to offer me is a drink of gin

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