Given their lack of visible tethering charms, its possible their opponents think they are together in some romantic sense of the word, or they might just assume that Rokuro, what with his questionable fashion choices, is simply the type of man to 'seat' around.
For once, Rokuro doesn't particularly care. Back home, he wouldn't be caught dead acting so coquettish in public, for fear of the way it would reflect on his master and family. When he did drink in excess, which was incredibly infrequently, he still maintained a certain level of propriety.
Here... well. The liquor is stronger, much stronger, and there's nobody relying on him. If Rokuro passed out face-down in a ditch, drowned, and haunted the place of his death, he really would be just a nameless river-whore, as Jinpachi implied.
"My. That first throw was impressive. I did not know it was possible to miss the board entirely." The smile he offers his opponent has none of the warmth or affection he showed Tech. If anything, Rokuro's expression is colder and more aloof than ever. Now that they're in the final round with a steady lead, he has no need to play at innocence. The man looks like he wants to hit him, and for a moment Rokuro wishes he would, if only so he would have an excuse to stop playing and hit back-- and that's when he knows he's had one too many drinks.
"Let us get this over with." Rokuro pulls away from Tech, retrieves the darts, and takes his place at the line. The two rebels are talking negatively about him, just loudly enough for Rokuro to hear, but he is far too close to victory for their opinions to matter.
He breathes in through his nose, out through his mouth, and whips all three darts at the same time with one hand, in the style of the ninja he has fought so long and hard beside. All three find their marks within the tiny triple-ring.
The rebel man leaps to his feet, clearly intent on saying a few of those unsavoury names directly to his face. Without blinking, Rokuro simply places two fingers upon his chest and pushes him back down again.
"You may want to think twice about what you call me, as I am still clearly superior to you." If Rokuro is a bitch, that makes his opponent the refuse of one.
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For once, Rokuro doesn't particularly care. Back home, he wouldn't be caught dead acting so coquettish in public, for fear of the way it would reflect on his master and family. When he did drink in excess, which was incredibly infrequently, he still maintained a certain level of propriety.
Here... well. The liquor is stronger, much stronger, and there's nobody relying on him. If Rokuro passed out face-down in a ditch, drowned, and haunted the place of his death, he really would be just a nameless river-whore, as Jinpachi implied.
"My. That first throw was impressive. I did not know it was possible to miss the board entirely." The smile he offers his opponent has none of the warmth or affection he showed Tech. If anything, Rokuro's expression is colder and more aloof than ever. Now that they're in the final round with a steady lead, he has no need to play at innocence. The man looks like he wants to hit him, and for a moment Rokuro wishes he would, if only so he would have an excuse to stop playing and hit back-- and that's when he knows he's had one too many drinks.
"Let us get this over with." Rokuro pulls away from Tech, retrieves the darts, and takes his place at the line. The two rebels are talking negatively about him, just loudly enough for Rokuro to hear, but he is far too close to victory for their opinions to matter.
He breathes in through his nose, out through his mouth, and whips all three darts at the same time with one hand, in the style of the ninja he has fought so long and hard beside. All three find their marks within the tiny triple-ring.
The rebel man leaps to his feet, clearly intent on saying a few of those unsavoury names directly to his face. Without blinking, Rokuro simply places two fingers upon his chest and pushes him back down again.
"You may want to think twice about what you call me, as I am still clearly superior to you." If Rokuro is a bitch, that makes his opponent the refuse of one.