[ Right on time, Grimmjow's waiting outside her mansion - and is actually dressed for a casual date in a dressed-down vest and slacks. He's comfortable waiting, and in no apparent hurry; he may not be a liar, per se, but he's very, very good at maintaining a careless air.
Noticeably, he doesn't have his sword; even the usual outline of it under his clothing is absent. ]
[No blade, dressed nicely, and actually on time. She comes out the door, wearing a nice blouse and skirt, hair partially done up.
He's doing a good job keeping his mask up, she notices. But she doesn't remark on it. Instead, she locks the door, and goes to stand by his side.]
Sorry to keep you waiting.
[She flashes him a smile, but thankfully or (disappointing) doesn't loop his arm with hers.Instead, she waits for him to react, make his move. He called, so it's his show.
[There's a moment of surprise, and she has to wonder if maybe he's just more polite when he's forewarned. Maybe next time she'll send a cupcake message, instead of just sitting on his desk.]
All right.
[She steps up to take his arm, and his hand. She knows what the fast way means.]
I understand your impatience. After all, it's been a long time.
[ That gets a laugh out of him, and a fleeting grin. ]
What's that shit they say, about absence making the heart grow...something?
[ It's a good joke, right, the bit about that heart? But he didn't come out here to laugh it up with her, though for all intense and purposes, they're having just a casual conversation.
He's leading her along now as well, toward the center of the city, where most people of their level spend their free time. ]
[That earns a chuckle out of her, and she shakes her head. Much as it is fun to joke about that sort of thing, her eyes flick up to her face at the mention of that.
But she tries to keep herself as relaxed as possible otherwise.]
[ He makes a pfft sound. ] Don't kid yourself, girl.
[ They're away from the mansion now and, as far as Grimmjow can tell, away from prying eyes. That's half the point of walking; if they're always on the move, that makes it harder for anyone spying for Aizen to catch their conversation. ]
No. I wanted to let you know how my job was going.
[ He doesn't mean the business he runs. ]
My old boss came back. It changed a lot of things.
[ action ]
Noticeably, he doesn't have his sword; even the usual outline of it under his clothing is absent. ]
[ action ]
He's doing a good job keeping his mask up, she notices. But she doesn't remark on it. Instead, she locks the door, and goes to stand by his side.]
Sorry to keep you waiting.
[She flashes him a smile, but thankfully or (disappointing) doesn't loop his arm with hers.Instead, she waits for him to react, make his move. He called, so it's his show.
For now.]
[ action ]
[ He's the one that offers his arm, this time, and his open hand. ]
We're taking the fast way, anyway.
[ action ]
All right.
[She steps up to take his arm, and his hand. She knows what the fast way means.]
I understand your impatience. After all, it's been a long time.
[Her, flirt talking? Nah.]
[ action ]
What's that shit they say, about absence making the heart grow...something?
[ It's a good joke, right, the bit about that heart? But he didn't come out here to laugh it up with her, though for all intense and purposes, they're having just a casual conversation.
He's leading her along now as well, toward the center of the city, where most people of their level spend their free time. ]
But I had something to tell you.
[ action ]
[That earns a chuckle out of her, and she shakes her head. Much as it is fun to joke about that sort of thing, her eyes flick up to her face at the mention of that.
But she tries to keep herself as relaxed as possible otherwise.]
Oh yeah? It's not a love confession is it?
[ action ]
[ They're away from the mansion now and, as far as Grimmjow can tell, away from prying eyes. That's half the point of walking; if they're always on the move, that makes it harder for anyone spying for Aizen to catch their conversation. ]
No. I wanted to let you know how my job was going.
[ He doesn't mean the business he runs. ]
My old boss came back. It changed a lot of things.
[ action ]
Darn, you dashed my hopes. I'll keep pining than.
[She shakes her head, but some of the amusement fades as he makes that remark.]
I heard. And I have to agree with you.
[She makes a small sigh, shaking her head.]
You've been sitting on thumb tacks, haven't you? The way people have been acting, it's as if they're expecting an earthquake.