[ A snort, which comes out with a stream of smoke, and Samatoki puts his hands in his pockets and turns to start the walk through the surf. He avoids the little crabs that've come out with the night to pick at food in the sand when the water draws back, hating the feeling of wet socks and sand but putting up with it, with the situation.
But he pauses and looks back at her, raising an eyebrow at, well, it's either a joke or a threat. He weighs the possibilities, and decides it settles perfectly in the middle of the scale - and then rolls his eyes, turning away from her to focus on actually leaving the scene of that hell pit. ]
Ain't the kind of guy to hurt a girl when she ain't done anything, bearcat or not. Would've shot you at the warehouse instead of getting you outta there if that's how I worked. [ One hand lifts from his pocket, waving over his shoulder. ] Deal, anyways, 'cause I want to get the hell gone from this place. Not gonna be able to explain it to anybody, but sure as shit not gonna get it outta my head. Might as well put distance.
[ that reaction of his certainly came as a surprise to roxy, and she blinks for a moment as the guy makes his way down the shoreline. roxy still isn't sure she can trust him, but... ]
My name's Roxy, my father owns the hotel on East 4th street. [ this is. definitely more information than she should share with a shady sheik like this, and she knows it. ] I'm there during the week, just ask for me at the front desk any time after five. [ a beat ] And wear a shirt with long sleeves.
[ If she's surprised by his response, Samatoki does well to use his trek home to hide his own. That... well, most people don't give a shady stranger that kind of information, no matter what kind of night they share together. Too bad it wasn't a more agreeable night for the both of them, that's for sure. But he files it away.
Almost like he's not going to respond, at first, he keeps walking. But his voice raises as he draws his cigarette from his mouth, exhaling after a long drag. ]
Samatoki. Don't forget it. [ Japanese are rare around the city, around the state, considering the deal with the Chinese and the National Origins Act. But Samatoki wears his heritage and his name like a mantle instead of going by some Dick and Jane name, using it to his advantage. ]
See you around, Roxy. [ He'll keep his sleeves rolled down for her, the next time he sees her. ]
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But he pauses and looks back at her, raising an eyebrow at, well, it's either a joke or a threat. He weighs the possibilities, and decides it settles perfectly in the middle of the scale - and then rolls his eyes, turning away from her to focus on actually leaving the scene of that hell pit. ]
Ain't the kind of guy to hurt a girl when she ain't done anything, bearcat or not. Would've shot you at the warehouse instead of getting you outta there if that's how I worked. [ One hand lifts from his pocket, waving over his shoulder. ] Deal, anyways, 'cause I want to get the hell gone from this place. Not gonna be able to explain it to anybody, but sure as shit not gonna get it outta my head. Might as well put distance.
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My name's Roxy, my father owns the hotel on East 4th street. [ this is. definitely more information than she should share with a shady sheik like this, and she knows it. ] I'm there during the week, just ask for me at the front desk any time after five. [ a beat ] And wear a shirt with long sleeves.
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Almost like he's not going to respond, at first, he keeps walking. But his voice raises as he draws his cigarette from his mouth, exhaling after a long drag. ]
Samatoki. Don't forget it. [ Japanese are rare around the city, around the state, considering the deal with the Chinese and the National Origins Act. But Samatoki wears his heritage and his name like a mantle instead of going by some Dick and Jane name, using it to his advantage. ]
See you around, Roxy. [ He'll keep his sleeves rolled down for her, the next time he sees her. ]