[ He'd just take up Tim's hand instead, lacing their fingers loosely together as he did so. It had been a while since he'd walked with anyone like this, someone he was sweet on who had actually penetrated his general aura of invincible obliviousness.
As they walked back in the direction of downtown, he'd pick up where he left off; Tim hadn't asked, exactly, but in the interest of sharing, certainly it'd be better to fill him in on some details? But only after a little bit of walking first. ]
Anyway, uh... that's why I was working for Sagawa at the Cabaret Grand. Took me about two years to dig out of the hole it was in and make it to the top of the industry -- enough to get him the profits he asked for.
Only after I got there, he changed the terms. Wanted 500 million instead of the 100 he'd originally asked for.
[ Majima's smile had a bit of an acerbic edge to it now. ]
Like I said, we both knew the hooks were in. So when he offered me another way out all of a sudden, I jumped at the chance. Knew it was a bad idea, but... at that point, I didn't give a damn.
[ It was hard to articulate the desperation, the cumulative effect of years of having to bow and scrape and put up with Sagawa constantly pushing his buttons. The willingness to do anything, for anyone, so long as it meant somehow making it up to Saejima. ]
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Date: 2019-05-20 06:19 am (UTC)I assure ya, I'm a hundred percent real.
[ He'd just take up Tim's hand instead, lacing their fingers loosely together as he did so. It had been a while since he'd walked with anyone like this, someone he was sweet on who had actually penetrated his general aura of invincible obliviousness.
As they walked back in the direction of downtown, he'd pick up where he left off; Tim hadn't asked, exactly, but in the interest of sharing, certainly it'd be better to fill him in on some details? But only after a little bit of walking first. ]
Anyway, uh... that's why I was working for Sagawa at the Cabaret Grand. Took me about two years to dig out of the hole it was in and make it to the top of the industry -- enough to get him the profits he asked for.
Only after I got there, he changed the terms. Wanted 500 million instead of the 100 he'd originally asked for.
[ Majima's smile had a bit of an acerbic edge to it now. ]
Like I said, we both knew the hooks were in. So when he offered me another way out all of a sudden, I jumped at the chance. Knew it was a bad idea, but... at that point, I didn't give a damn.
[ It was hard to articulate the desperation, the cumulative effect of years of having to bow and scrape and put up with Sagawa constantly pushing his buttons. The willingness to do anything, for anyone, so long as it meant somehow making it up to Saejima. ]