@Phoenix Whisper :

That was fun. xDDD

The silver-haired reaper chuckled as she faded from view, leaning back against entrance way. The visit had been an informative one. He lifted the glass up, watching the crimson dust swirl in the confines of the container. "What shall I do with you," he murmured, voice sing-song.

@Silver Daemon:

"A Gods work is never done. I have things to see and people to do away with. I am sure our paths will cross again soon." Phoenix grinned at his next question. "That's for me to know and you to find out, my dear Gin. Either way. I am sure you will find good use for it. I know a certain someone likes to cause trouble." Leaning toward Gin she softly kissed his cheek as she whispered. "It's the God in her." Phoenix did not even move back from him and she disappeared.

@Phoenix Whisper :

"Leaving so soon?" Gin asked with a grin of his own. He slid the bottle back underneath his jacket. "Don't worry. I'll find a good use for it, even if it isn't all-purpose." He set his chin on his hand. "It's a pity I can't use it on an Espada though. That would lead to some very amusing moments, but then again, this isn't the right world for something like that, is it?" He set his glass down and rose to see Phoenix out.

Before she passed through the threshold, he whispered, "What were you hoping I'd use it for, goddess?"

@Silver Daemon:

Phoenix turned picking up her glass and took another drink as well. She gently sat the glass back to the table and looked to Gin once more. "Well it would seem I have over stayed my visit." She courtly nodded with a slight tilt of her head to him. "Thank you for the lemonade, sir. I do hope you find good use for your gift." She stepped away from Gin before she turned to look at him one last time. "It won't work on the Espada. Your prey has to have a heart for it to work. So you can take Aizen out of that equation as well.” She smirked with a slight giggle.

@Phoenix Whisper :

"Oh? So that's what it is," the reaper purred, staring into her fiery eyes for a moment. Then, he let sat up, forcing the goddess back a little and the bottle to slip from her hand onto his chest as he reached for his glass again. "I'll find that out when and if I use it, won't I?" he prompted, before taking another sip of his lemonade. "Thank you for the information, Phoenix."

@Silver Daemon:

Phoenix giggled softly then turned leaning over the top of Gin as she rested her hand to the back of the couch. Her other hand took the bottle that linked around his neck. She was only inches from his face as she spoke softly. "Its magic," She moved closer to his ear. "If you will it. It will do it. Think you can handle it?" She moved slightly back until their eyes met again.

@Phoenix Whisper :

"Anything I want to say.." Gin mused aloud, half to himself. "Well, there is one thing." He reached into his kimono and pulled out a small vial on a rope that hung from his neck. He held it up so the red dust glittered in the light. "Care to tell me what kind of gift your beautiful dust is?"

@Silver Daemon:

Phoenix looked slightly back at him with a grin. "So his comment in the gate he left in your hands." She nodded slowly with a wider grin as she stood slowly. "In anything you have on your mind you would like to say?"

@Phoenix Whisper :

"Aizen's the one who does the recruiting," the reaper replied with a nonchalant wave. "That question is better served by asking him." He set his own glass down and leaned back in the sofa, still grinning. "Any alterations I am responsible for come after his move."

@Silver Daemon:

Phoenix looked on at him studying his features. "Its not that common." She set her glass to the table. "And now you have a mindless prodigy; and the Seraph. With no memories," she said looking back to him. "What other misfits are you two looking to take under your wings?"

@Phoenix Whisper :

Gin chuckled. "And how is that unusual?" he inquired, tone like silk. "It's very unusual to find two same people with the exact same agenda. Everyone has their own wishes and their own way to accomplish them." He took a lighter sip. " Following Aizen is the path for mine."

@Silver Daemon:

((I understand. Life gets that way for us))

Phoenix lifted her glass taking a sip. She then looked on at Gin after his reply. "How does his path suit your own when you're both going for a different goal?" She tilted her head and hummed. "Hmm?"

@Phoenix Whisper :

Sorry I was having trouble wording my reply and RL didn't help with gathering my thoughts.

Gin's smile slipped momentarily before resurfacing, changing into a wicked grin. "I might have known you would be a sharp one."

Nudging the door closed, the devious reaper inclined his head slightly and turned towards his kitchen, opening the fridge and pouring the ice-cold lemonade into two tall glasses. Gin returned and handed her one glass before taking a seat in the sofa opposite hers.

"What am I trying to prove..." he mused aloud, after a long drink from his own glass. Finally, the silver haired man chuckled. "I don't really know if I am trying to prove anything. His path just suits my own," he declared, waving his hand in a nonchalant way.

@Silver Daemon:

"No matter to me. Suit your own fancy for what you wish to drink. I am not picky at all." She watched as he walked across the floor. "Let me ask you Ichimaru? Why do you follow him?" Phoenix turned sliding her feet to the floor. "Let me rephrase that. I know why you follow him. I want to know what your trying to prove by it." Her eyes ominous as they looked on at him.

@Phoenix Whisper :

"Maybe I just wanted to evaluate the situation from a good vantage point," Gin replied, tone matching hers in hints of mischief, as he passed through the threshold. "After all, from the entrance, you can both go back or continue forwards. Also, you can maintain your position, "he elaborated, and in turn, tilted his head, with a wider grin, "as I have done in your examination of my pristine rooms."

I will join you, Phoenix, if you allow me time to prepare some refreshments. The halls of Las Noches can be quite monotonous and I get thirsty after making my rounds." And today he had been keeping an eye on Toshiro/Zeshin. "Would you prefer a tea or lemonade?"

@Silver Daemon:

Phoenix did not move from her spot as she returned his smile. "You keep very good records and a very clean room, sir." Phoenix then sighed. "But alas nothing of good use to me." She gave him a devious grin as a slight silence fell between them. "Are you going to join me or stand there in the doorway inspecting things. I promise everything is in its place and nothing taken." She lowered her head with a slight tilt looking at him with the same devious grin. "At least not yet anyway."

Soon after that, Phoenix heard steps echo in the corridor outside, pause, before continuing towards her. The door to his chambers swung open and the fox stood in the doorway with a slight grin, hands folded before him.

"I might have known you would choose to visit when I was away from my quarters," he murmured. From beneath his long bangs, Gin inspected his room for all but a moment. He chuckled lightly. "And you could search my rooms as you please. Looking for clues to some mystery, Phoenix?" he asked quietly.