♛ if you love me let me go.

Ryuko was quiet as she sipped at her tea, watching the other grasp at her own. Studying her actions to see if there was any truth to the rumors about the woman. Panty didn’t exactly paint her in the best light, but Ryuko had better hopes. After all, the way she described Judgement made her sound almost akin to Ragyo. To that, Ryuko figured there was probably some exaggeration whether or not Panty meant it. 

It wasn’t the conversation she was worried about. So long as the angel was here, it was becoming a threat to her relationship between her and Panty. Her fingers tapped against her mug again and again as shoulders were tense. She didn’t even know if she wanted to finish her cup of tea anymore as she looked at the other. Ryuko was being a bit paranoid, but could you blame her? She’s heard about a very controlling mother who expected perfection from her daughters. A human, especially one as brash and rebellious as her, probably doesn’t live up to that ideal. Especially if she was dating the soon to be queen. 

Speaking of rumors, she wasn’t about to answer her questions on how close they were. Not just yet. Ryuko had a bone to pick with the woman as she pressed her cup down. “Y’know. I’ve heard a lot of rumors too. If yer Judgement, were you the one that revirginized Panty?” Her tone was tense, and her blood was boiling as she frowned at the woman. 

“Because not only did ya put Panty’s life in danger, but the rest of th’ world.” Not only that, but what about the pain and distress she caused the blonde angel. “What if I wasn’t around, huh? There’s not exactly a surplus of humans that can stand up t’ demons! So not only did I save th’ world once, but twice! Th’ world you’re supposed t’ protect!” She’s getting more and more angry as she slams her hands on the table as she stared the other down. How dare she come into her home with a smile on her face and try to act casual about the whole thing?! After all they’ve been through, she’s only worried if Panty was still going to take the throne. It made her sick. Is that all she came down here to do?!

“How about ya worry less about me, and more about how Panty is doing?!” 

     The angel would take a long sip of her own tea as she listened carefully. Of course she had expected the outburst to come eventually. After all, she was sure her decision to punish Panty wouldn’t be the most popular. Not that she knew what would end up coming of it. She also didn’t expect Ryuko to listen to the explanation she would provide as calmly as she could, looking back to the other as she seethed with visible rage.

“ Yes, I was, and it was a mistake. One that I’m more than willing to admit. I never expected her life would be in danger because I didn’t know what she was doing and what the demons were planning. If I’d known anything about the Hellsgate key, I would have sent more angels sooner. Not that ‘would haves’ can do much in a situation like that when angel magic can’t be reversed. ”

     She would pause for a moment, allowing her words a moment to settle into the tense atmosphere radiating from the other. Judgement wasn’t going to lie, just like she wasn’t going to try excusing her every mistake when it has all so gloriously backfired.

“ I apologize that the burden fell on your shoulders once again, as well. I’d been planning to send more angels, but it would have taken hours to get them to Earth, and by the time the first were transported into the church, you had already finished chasing them off. I kept them on Earth until I got word back that she’d managed to regain her powers. ”

     But Ryuko was right on that last question, too, and that one was somewhat more difficult to answer.

Ryuko already had hot water boiling up for a little bit to make some tea for herself, so it didn’t take too long. The woman wasn’t well known for her tea making skills, so she just tossed a tea bag in each of their cups before walking out with the mugs. She wouldn’t reply to her words immediately. The vagabond feared that she may act a little too intensely and rude. As much as she heard about the woman, Ryuko could only assume the queen of angels was much stronger than her. 

The woman finally sat down across from the queen, dipping the bag in a little bit more to help it seep faster. The action was slightly calming before blue eyes met the blonde’s, her brows furrowing just the slightest. Ryuko knew better than anyone that Panty would have to leave her. She wasn’t going to force her to stay either. However, Panty’s decision to go or stay was completely on her own. 

“Look. I know Panty has t’ be queen or whatever some day. I’m not tellin’ her t’ stay, or trying t’ keep her here.” Ryuko takes a sip of her tea before slowly pressing it down onto the table. 

“But if she decides t’ stay here, that’s her own decision. But I’m pretty sure she knows how important it is t’ go.” 

     OF COURSE THAT was just about all she could do. After all, she knew her daughter was strong-willed - if she decided there was something she absolutely did not want to do, nobody would be able to make her. It was how she’d been since she was a toddler. And so she was plenty content with the promise, because so long as there wasn’t someone actively pushing the girl to stay, she was sure Panty would end up making the correct decision.

     THE woman gave a nod as she took her own mug, delicately wrapping her fingers around it as she watched the way she seemed to press the mug down into table. Whether it was nervousness or anger that caused it, she couldn’t be certain, but either way she could tell she likely wasn’t making the best of first impressions. Not that it really mattered in the long-run, but the worse the other thought of her the more likely she would be to suggest Panty not return.

     SHE wasn’t about to push it, though. She’d seen some of what the girl before her could do when she looked into her history - the way she’d managed to save the world when she was still so young. Not that she planned to get into a fight on the first vacation she’d had in years. And so, she would take a sip of her own tea after a moment before she spoke once again.

“ Of course. I really do appreciate it. ”

     IT was simple and the thanks was earnest, tone the slightest bit warmer with some amount of relief to it. She’d be plenty willing to change the topic, though. After all, she could tell the other wasn’t necessarily the most pleased with the conversation, so she hoped the shift might be welcome. Something she imagined might be the tiniest bit more normal, for lack of a better word.

“ So, I wanted to ask - and you really don’t have to answer this one if you’d rather not - but I wanted to ask just how serious this relationship really is. Garterbelt’s told me what he knows, of course, but it’s really only rumors. I’d rather hear it from you. ”

The woman wasn’t sure how to react to who she was. Panty’s mother? Queen of the Angels? How was she supposed to react besides stunned. She wouldn’t excuse her harsh tone, but it definitely dulled after the angel introduced herself. It wouldn’t go away completely, Ryuko was still on edge about the situation. Her muscles tense as she opens the door a bit more. She probably shouldn’t just shut her out especially seeing that the angel wanted her specifically. “Yea..I’ve known that from day one…” 

Ryuko opened the door a bit more to let the queen inside. “Come on in then…I can make some tea, if ya want.” She didn’t know what else to offer the other as she gestures to the small table for them to sit at. Her hand grasping at the remote for the T.V. to turn it off as she looked back at the blonde. Ryuko was still trying to anticipate where this situation may be heading. Panty can’t have known about this, otherwise she would’ve been told. This surprise visit was probably planned by the Queen if she had to take a guess, but the hybrid wasn’t certain. 

“Or we can just get right t’ business. I’d rather get whatever out in th’ open.” 

     The woman would give a slight nod, stepping into the woman’s apartment. She would carefully note the way her harsh tone ebbed, tension still evident but at least less hostile, which would already do plenty to ease a small amount of her uncertainty about the woman. She expected the tension, though. After all, she knew better than to think that any of what the woman heard had been particularly positive. Not that she could expect anything different. She had been the one who sent them to Earth and made them take care of the ghost problem in Daten. And she would also be the first to admit that she hadn’t necessarily been the most present mother.

     So she wouldn’t blame Ryuko for that tension. Besides, she knew that she certainly wouldn’t have appreciated random visits from people she’d never met if she were in the girl’s place. Yet, it wasn’t about to make her back down - she came for assurance and she was planning to get her answers after taking a day off ( her first in a long time, were she honest ) in order to do it. But she wasn’t about to interrogate anyone when it didn’t seem necessary. So as she stepped inside, she would speak, offering the other a smile.

“ Tea sounds wonderful, if it’s not too much trouble. ”

     No reason not to accept the offer. After all, she definitely wasn’t required to do much of anything for the angel, though the effort was definitely appreciated. Yet, the request to get to the point wasn’t necessarily bad. She was sure Ryuko was wondering just why she had shown up when she did anyways - especially considering that she wasn’t even from Earth. She’d take a seat at the small table, crossing her legs carefully as she spoke, gaze once again falling on the other.

“ But, as for why I’m here; I needed to talk to you about her. Of course, you’re aware that she’s a potential heiress - I just wanted to make sure that you understand that she’s going to need to return within the next decade. I wanted to make sure that you’re not planning on trying to convince her to stay. ”

     It had never been a concern before, and she’d almost considered not mentioning the issue, but when Garterbelt told her that Panty had essentially begun to live with Ryuko, she knew it wasn’t going to be something simple enough to simply let happen. Of course, it was only precautionary. She still found herself doubting that Panty had actually managed to fall hard enough for someone ( a mortal, no less ) to entirely abandon Heaven. But the possibility was real, and with Stocking’s detestation of everything angelic slowly growing, Panty was becoming her only option.

Ryuko hadn’t been doing much besides making lunch before Panty came over. It’d be a while, but the hybrid was starving. The angel could reheat it later on if she wanted to eat it hot, but for now Ryuko put the rest in the fridge. With her plate in hand, the vagabond was going to sit down and finally watch the rest of her show before she heard a knock on the door. 

It wasn’t Panty, she would’ve came in by now. A groan leaves her as she places the plate down before she makes her way to the door. She swears if it’s the cable company again, the vagabond wouldn’t hesitate to throw a fit. It nearing levels of harassment. The handle turning to meet eye to eye with a slightly taller blonde. A raised brow assesses the young woman. Her features were reminiscent but the vagabond couldn’t put her finger on it.

“Can I help you?” Her tone comes out a bit harsh as blue eyes narrow at the strange woman. 

     Of course she had expected annoyance to start out with. Nobody appreciated being disturbed. But she had to - after all, if she’d sent warning she was sure that her daughter would have been told, and that would only bring on a whole host of other problems. And so she would forgive the harshness of the other’s tone for the moment, perfectly willing to give her the answer she seemed to want.

     Typically, she wouldn’t offer mortals her formal name or even tell them who she was in the first place, but this was a different story. Ryuko already knew about Heaven, and Judgement was sure enough that she wouldn’t be going to the demons any time soon. At least, not without getting through Panty first. The girl may be rebellious, but she doubted that her child would be willing to allow someone to give information to the demons. Especially so if that identity involved the fact that she had been on Earth.

     She’d offer Ryuko a slight smile, gaze softening slightly as she assessed the other carefully.

     Walking the mortal realms was definitely something Judgement was interested in avoiding at all costs. But when it came to her children, she was willing to make exceptions once or twice a century. Especially so when she heard a mortal had managed to do the impossible and reign her eldest in, even if it was only slightly.

     But even that would come with potential issues. Like if her daughter decided that she was utterly uninterested in returning to Heaven because of this person. And that was why she was there - to assess the threat this person might pose on her daughter’s re-ascension. So she chose to pay her a visit, choosing a time that she KNEW her daughter wouldn’t be anywhere near the place, finding herself standing at the door to an apartment that she’d been informed was the home of Ryuko.

sometimes I forget I have this blog. It’s a side-blog, though, so I can’t really let people know I’m here by following.   so uh. please reblog this if you’d like to rp with JUDGEMENT from Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt please and I’ll check out your blog! I really want to keep writing her but I don’t have any rp partners, really!!!

Since there was no work due on his company, the heir of the Togami Conglomerate had taken the day off to enjoy for himself, heading to a new book store a block away from the main office. He had checked the books for sale and quickly bought one that he was eager to read. Luckily for him, there was a lounge area where he could read any book the store offered, so he took the nearest seat and opened his book to enjoy a nice reading session.

It had been a couple of minutes since he started reading in silence only interrupted by the sound of pages being flipped followed by the sound of breathing. The blond was almost absorbed by the story of the book that he almost ignored her words, frowning at the sudden interruption of his activity. His cerulean eyes quickly left the pages to focus on the person that came to him, only to replace the anger with shock. The female that spoke to him had similar resemblance to an acquaintance of him that he had not seen for a while. In fact he had muttered the girl’s name only to let it fade when he noticed the differences on her physique, believing that it had been a coincidence.

“Officially meet?” The heir regained the serious and distrusting tone as he analyzed her words. He hypothesized that maybe she was a relative of Panty that wanted to talk about her whereabouts since he had not seen her for a couple of months. It was possible she appeared in order to deliver a message or something similar. With a sigh, the male nodded. “I suppose I can spare a minute or two. But first…who are you and why do you need to speak with me?”

     A blonde brow quirked slightly as he began to speak her daughter’s name - not out of surprise that she was mistaken for the girl but because his seeming anger dissipated as he said her name. Even if whatever they was not a relationship in the proper sense ( she at least knew that much ) he obviously did at least care about her, which was something that was both good and bad in the woman’s mind. However, she wouldn’t express this just yet, instead focusing on his questions.

     Who she was? That one was simple enough, and since she was certain he wasn’t affiliated with the demons, something she would be able to answer freely. However, the question of why she needed to speak with him was slightly more complex. She needed information more than anything - some kind of deeper insight as to just why Panty had chosen him to spend time with and whether or not it was serious enough to keep her from eventually returning to Heaven. Not that she could ask all of these things right away - that would likely be seen as rude. Besides, if it did turn out to be serious, she would need some way to separate them.

     She looked towards the well-dressed gentleman sitting on one of the plush chairs the book store offered to its clients, recognizing him to an extent from the descriptions one of her private eyes gave her, even with his gaze directed down towards the book in his hands. ( Of course she kept and eye on her children, and since she couldn’t do it herself, sometimes spies were necessary. ) Apparently her eldest daughter had been seen with this man more than a couple times, which was certainly a rarity, and something she chose to make her business to look into.

     She didn’t need her daughter getting too involved with mortals - not when it could potentially lead to something more than a one-night fling, and this one seemed to be a person she’d taken a certain liking to, which both made Judgement hopeful and uncertain as to just what it could mean. And so, she approached him, trying to be as polite as possible in her interruption of his reading. When she spoke, perhaps her word choice was just the slightest bit vague - something she didn’t consider. After all, she was used to being recognized, considering she spent the majority of the time surrounded by demons and angels who all knew her name.

“ I’m sorry to bother you, but I thought it might be about time that we officially meet. Do you have a moment? ”

“Then stop fucking talking like we’re the only two angels on fucking earth, fuck you keep saying you dont have time, you can’t be around but that’s fucking bullshit and you know it, and i’m also damn fucking sure you have advisors to talk to, that you trust in, yet you talk as if doing so would be the end of fucking everything, shows how much trust you have in your people doesn’t it?”

“Fuck Heaven, fuck, Hell, fuck earth, just, Fuck everything I dont give two fucking shits about anything else so stop trying to place the blame of your shitty parenting on this god damned war, you’ve got fucking Angels, me and sis can’t be the only two fighting the ghosts, so fucking do something aside from just sitting on your ass, twiddling your thumbs and trying to mold your own daughters to your perfect mold”

        You CONFUSE me, why talk down on those that work for you?        Why be so quick to THROW them away, even if they are troglodytes..        You’re so timely in accepting my sister, a DEMON, yet you toss two        angels away as if they’re tiny meaningless trash. Explain that to me, please.        I can partly understand Panty, but why Stocking as well, surely she’s        the least deserving.

If she knew how the other was treating this, how she was viewing as just a tradition of royal families it would only serve to anger her more, as it was she didn’t know, though that didn’t lessen her rage in the slightest as she glared daggers at her mother.

“Oh that’s fucking rich, your punishment was to reprimand me and Panty for being obsessed with sweets and Gothic lolita fashion, and yet look this! You being the biggest god damned hypocrite obsessing over the fate of your own daughters, as for dancing on your grave? fuck i’ll make it a god damned party if I have to.”

     Obsessing over fate was nearly the only thing she could do anymore. Her bloodline had run the kingdom for generations, and the thought that she would be the one to ruin it was horrifying. She didn’t know where she went wrong - motherhood came with no instructions beyond the first several months. From there it had been a guessing game. One that perhaps she hadn’t played correctly, trying to cut corners. But what was she supposed to do? Running a kingdom while raising two children wasn’t exactly an easy task. Especially so in the middle of a war.