[Did Hilda put him, like, 400 Chroma in debt? Yes. Does Hilda look all that bothered by it? Nah. She's living for this—loving that awkward choke, bud—and thus she decides to keep right on goin'.]
Punch me? [Her eyes widen in a most dramatic fashion, free hand coming to press against her chest. Quelle horreur! ] You wouldn't hit a delicate maiden after she helped you, would you?
[She thinks not, so as she tilts her head to the side, demurely looking down at her champagne glass:]
[Gintoki, you perv. Anyway, the real answer to that question is ~free ice cream~, but Hilda tilts her head to the side, humming as she pretends to consider the, like, many flavors.]
[ What Hilda doesn't know is this man is an ice cream connoisseur. Sweets are his weakness, and although he's hypoglycemic and his doctor recommends him only one parfait a week, he never listens to them.
Just talking about sugar causes his blood pressure to ease back down and not be so aggressive even if Hilda caused him trouble. ]
Strawberry. The kind that is about the color of your hair.
[ Oh hoo. Is that some kind of flirting? ]
Aaaa.. with a chocolate drizzle. It's been awhile since I've had that.
[Well, well, well. That earns him a somewhat more honest look as she straightens back up, her smile becoming a touch more playful.]
You saw right through me, hm?
[By which she means he thinks he did, and she's prepared to scheme her way out of her scheme.]
I just couldn't help myself. You looked so cute up there, but so few people were bidding... [A sad lil sigh as she looks down at her drink. Oh, woe is she!] You deserved more attention! I wanted to help, even if it did mean I would lose.
[ He's a sucker for compliments. Sue him. He's almost reeled in and even rubs the back of his neck, seeming a little coy. Just a little. ]
Well.. I haven't been getting a lot of attention since I got here. I'm used to it from being the main character.. I can understand if someone like Monkey D. L*ffy were up there but I didn't see him..
[Monkey D. What? Main character, what? Sue her for looking, like, briefly bemused, before she manages to regain control of her face.]
Ice cream, of course! Your favorite flavor sounded delicious, but I can't eat it alone. And, well...
[Goodbye, artful innocence; hello, artful sheepishness as she leans the slightest bit closer, looking for all the world like she's about to share some shameful secret.]
[Well, it is and it isn't all that she was aiming for? But like hell she's going to own up to her Scheme. It's more fun this way, so:]
You just looked that cute. [Please accept another wink as she straightens back up.] But I didn't say that was everything. Maybe you could tell me all about the "experience" over ice cream?
[A pointed pause, then, as she lifts her glass to her lips. Hmm, hmm, hmm.]
[And a reaction he gets! Which is to say Hilda laughs, bringing a hand to her mouth to, like, halfheartedly stifle it. She's having fun...]
Oh, I do like the sound of princess—but no. One more guess? [She leans back in, once again looking like she's sharing a secret.] I'll even give you a hint: my name starts with an "H."
[There's another short laugh, but she bites it back, offering him brightest smile before holding her hand out like the proper lady that she is (not). Sure, fine, she can play along.]
I'm Hilda. Of Goneril. [Pfft.] I look forward to our date.
[ D—Date. Anyway, there's finally a curve upward on his lips. It seems like Gintoki does know how to smile. He does shake her hand though and dip his head slightly. Oh, she introduced herself with her first name, so he'll do the same. ]
Gintoki Sakata. Ah.. I'm training to be the next Hokage.
[ Gin, don't make stuff up about who you are when meeting them without the beat of a lash. ]
[Yes, a date—which Hilda makes sure to casually mention, like, two or three more times throughout their conversation, just to ensure they nail down a time and a place before she drifts away. She's quite serious about free ice cream, thanks! And also curious about those ears, but one thing at a time, she supposes. One thing at a time. It isn't as though she has very long to wait.
And when the Date finally rolls around, being excited for something fun doesn't mean she shows up early? Oh, she's not late enough to be tacky, but it's definitely a few minutes past their agreed-upon time when she finally strolls over to their agreed-upon meeting place. If he's not there, she's prepared to pout down at her little communicator bracelet and flick through Prismagram post after Prismagram post until he approaches; if he is there, however, he'll be on the receiving end of her brightest smile. Either way, what she (shamelessly) says is:]
[ The Cordis moon is out (either still during the triple moon or next Cordis cycle, whichever) so Gin still has those adorable ears that Hilda is so eager to pet. His attire is just his yukata and he's trading his normal, constraining boots for something lighter.. a pair of zori. Being Cordis, he didn't like much clothing and preferred things less and loose. He's from the Edo period and arrived with some traditional clothes, so it's in his favor. He's actually on time— early— and has his nose in some strawberry and chocolate ice cream already. ]
Ah, yeah, About that. Looks like you're late.. so you're gonna miss out.
[Wow? Rude?? She obligingly mimes a pout, pretending like she toooootally believes he's going to leave her high and dry—but that fades soon enough. He's a man and men are w e a k.]
Aw. You don't mean that, do you? If I leave now, I won't get to hear all about the... oh, what was it... [She cutely cants her head, tapping a finger against her bottom lip as she "thinks."] The "full Gin-san experience?"
[Your move, bud!!!]
ur really not.. my lazy ass can take up to a week sometimes..
If you're so set on going home, I could always tell you about it at your home.
[ BZZZT. Way too fast, Gin-san!! He does stand from his seat, however, and prepares to order another order, this time for Hilda. With as many foot in mouth moments he has with people, especially women, he does make a generous effort to even things out so he's a somewhat decent person. ]
[ Leave it to him. He goes in the queue and if Hilda bothers to watch him, she'll see him sweet talking the girl behind the register. It's a little obvious he's up to something as both of his kitsune tails are wagging ever so slightly behind him.
When he brings the dessert, looks like he used a little, teensy, tiny mind trick to convince the workers to give them an extra scoop for free. He's a good guy— a good guy with flaws and a thrifty personality. He'd never use his Moonblessing powers for anything incredibly malicious, but. The price of the ice cream here is a little steep according to his standards. ]
The more the merrier.
[ He says and reclaims his seat across from her as he set the bowl of chocolate and strawberry ice cream in between them. ]
My doctor back home says that if I keep eating sweets, sugar will gather in my nether regions and both of my b*lls will burst.
[ Gintoki says this with such a stoic face as he takes a bite of the ice cream with one of the two spoons provided. It's hard to tell if he's being honest or not. He is. ]
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Punch me? [Her eyes widen in a most dramatic fashion, free hand coming to press against her chest. Quelle horreur! ] You wouldn't hit a delicate maiden after she helped you, would you?
[She thinks not, so as she tilts her head to the side, demurely looking down at her champagne glass:]
A pretty maiden. Do you really want me to leave?
[Flirting with old men, Hilda? For shame.]
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Not unless she asked me to.
[ He really can't have a conversation without eluding to sexual matters, it seems. ]
... What's your favorite kind of ice cream?
[ He's easily persuaded, truly. ]
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Probably... peach? Peach sorbet. [Fancy.] Yours?
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Just talking about sugar causes his blood pressure to ease back down and not be so aggressive even if Hilda caused him trouble. ]
Strawberry.
The kind that is about the color of your hair.
[ Oh hoo. Is that some kind of flirting? ]
Aaaa.. with a chocolate drizzle. It's been awhile since I've had that.
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Ooh, that does sound good. Messy, though. [Winku.] And rich. I'm not sure if I could finish something like that by myself...
[Hint, hint, sir.]
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You're really just trying to run me dry, aren't you?
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[Doe-eyed innocence, because hey, now. She is but an innocent, pretty maiden, tantalized by the thought of ice cream... there is no scheme here...]
Don't you like sharing? Good company makes everything taste better...
[And she's Good Company.]
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[ He has to make sure this isn't a pity date, cause he gets those so often. ]
... It wasn't a bad tactic, after all.
[ Now he's praising her even though he's the victim. See, his standoffish personality can only withstand so much when the girl is cute. ],/sub>
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You saw right through me, hm?
[By which she means he thinks he did, and she's prepared to scheme her way out of her scheme.]
I just couldn't help myself. You looked so cute up there, but so few people were bidding... [A sad lil sigh as she looks down at her drink. Oh, woe is she!] You deserved more attention! I wanted to help, even if it did mean I would lose.
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He's almost reeled in and even rubs the back of his neck, seeming a little coy. Just a little. ]
Well.. I haven't been getting a lot of attention since I got here. I'm used to it from being the main character.. I can understand if someone like Monkey D. L*ffy were up there but I didn't see him..
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Aaa, wait a moment.
You should probably just tell me what it is you're really after with me.
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Ice cream, of course! Your favorite flavor sounded delicious, but I can't eat it alone. And, well...
[Goodbye, artful innocence; hello, artful sheepishness as she leans the slightest bit closer, looking for all the world like she's about to share some shameful secret.]
I do want to touch your ears. Is that bad?
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That's it? You don't want to full Gin-san experience?
[ A MENACE. ]
... Boy, you really went above and beyond just to get some ice cream and ear pets.
[ You could have just asked, Hilda..!! ]
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You just looked that cute. [Please accept another wink as she straightens back up.] But I didn't say that was everything. Maybe you could tell me all about the "experience" over ice cream?
[A pointed pause, then, as she lifts her glass to her lips. Hmm, hmm, hmm.]
After you ask my name.
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Let me guess... aaaaaaa.
Princess Euph*mia, is that you?
[ He's kidding, but he loves saying stuff for reactions. ]
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Oh, I do like the sound of princess—but no. One more guess? [She leans back in, once again looking like she's sharing a secret.] I'll even give you a hint: my name starts with an "H."
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[ NOT EVEN CLOSE. But his face looks like he's dead certain he's right. ]
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[There's another short laugh, but she bites it back, offering him brightest smile before holding her hand out like the proper lady that she is (not). Sure, fine, she can play along.]
I'm Hilda. Of Goneril. [Pfft.] I look forward to our date.
[Yeah, she said it! Can't back out now, Gin.]
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Anyway, there's finally a curve upward on his lips. It seems like Gintoki does know how to smile. He does shake her hand though and dip his head slightly. Oh, she introduced herself with her first name, so he'll do the same. ]
Gintoki Sakata. Ah.. I'm training to be the next Hokage.
[ Gin, don't make stuff up about who you are when meeting them without the beat of a lash. ]
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And when the Date finally rolls around, being excited for something fun doesn't mean she shows up early? Oh, she's not late enough to be tacky, but it's definitely a few minutes past their agreed-upon time when she finally strolls over to their agreed-upon meeting place. If he's not there, she's prepared to pout down at her little communicator bracelet and flick through Prismagram post after Prismagram post until he approaches; if he is there, however, he'll be on the receiving end of her brightest smile. Either way, what she (shamelessly) says is:]
So! Ready to treat me to your favorite ice cream?
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Ah, yeah, About that. Looks like you're late.. so you're gonna miss out.
[ She's not late!! You're just early, Gin! ]
i'm not late af, fidgey... time is fake
Aw. You don't mean that, do you? If I leave now, I won't get to hear all about the... oh, what was it... [She cutely cants her head, tapping a finger against her bottom lip as she "thinks."] The "full Gin-san experience?"
[Your move, bud!!!]
ur really not.. my lazy ass can take up to a week sometimes..
[ BZZZT. Way too fast, Gin-san!! He does stand from his seat, however, and prepares to order another order, this time for Hilda. With as many foot in mouth moments he has with people, especially women, he does make a generous effort to even things out so he's a somewhat decent person. ]
How many scoops you want?
[ Now he really is being gracious. ]
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Let's go with... two? One for me, one for you. [A wink, then, as she settles into one of the chairs.] It's more fun to share.
[Obviously he's in charge of ordering—and maybe delivering?—The Goods. She's here to sit and look very cute, because that's her specialty.]
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When he brings the dessert, looks like he used a little, teensy, tiny mind trick to convince the workers to give them an extra scoop for free. He's a good guy— a good guy with flaws and a thrifty personality. He'd never use his Moonblessing powers for anything incredibly malicious, but. The price of the ice cream here is a little steep according to his standards. ]
The more the merrier.
[ He says and reclaims his seat across from her as he set the bowl of chocolate and strawberry ice cream in between them. ]
My doctor back home says that if I keep eating sweets, sugar will gather in my nether regions and both of my b*lls will burst.
[ Gintoki says this with such a stoic face as he takes a bite of the ice cream with one of the two spoons provided. It's hard to tell if he's being honest or not.
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