Who: Rayna & Arkady What: Guess who's back? When: May 26th @ 6 PM Where: Outskirts of the Carnivale Rating: TBD
For a woman who'd just given birth six weeks earlier, Rayna looked smokin'. Maybe it was the glow of motherhood, maybe it was the fact that she'd already dropped back to pre-pregnancy weight. Maybe it was the six figure check scorching a hole in the pocket of her torn up jeans. Whatever the case, she was positively glowing as she burned rubber down the last stretch of country road towards the fair, sitting astride a brand new, dark violet Harley and rocking out to Beyonce.
"Honey, I'm home," she whooped loudly as she rocketed into camp, coming to a screeching halt just short of the animal tent. Killing her engine, she knocked the kickstand down and leaned her bike to one side, clambering off and swinging the duffel bag strapped to the back onto her shoulder. Despite her small stature, bright red hair, and unabashedly hippie clothing, she cut a rugged, impressive figure, aided in large part by the addition of a heavy leather jacket and a pair of aviators.
Flushed and grinning, she pushed her sunglasses up onto her head, and scanned the property for signs of life. "Hey! Where y'all hidin?"