Who: Reiko Nanimo & Damien White What: Damien comes to check in on the newest member of the Dynasty (perhaps at the behest of the Queen, but really he doesn't need it) Where: Reiko's garage/Apartment When: Friday evening/night
It had almost a month since the NYC tigers had settled in the San Francisco tiger's territory. In that time Ryu had broken the news to his sister that he had petitioned for her to stay her, even when he had completed his main reason for coming to No Man's Land. She had, of course, resisted, freaked out, cried, begged him to reconsider, but Ryu had held his ground, telling his little sister that she would be safer, happier here in this dystopia rather then back in their old Dynasty where she would still be treated as lesser than, even with his protection and decree once he had taken over. And although Rei knew he was right, she had stormed off and refused to talk to him for weeks.
But still Ryu didn't budge from his postion, even as Rei wallowed in her hurt and betrayal at his actions behind her back. But deep down she knew he wasn't wrong. But that didn't stop her heart from breaking and the younger tiger from isolating herself from even her half brother. She found solace in the garage, under the hood of old cars that Ryu had found for her and had magically appear in the garage she had claimed as her own, with the cozy black and white apartment above, his own next door, where he could easily keep an eye on her. Reiko pretended not to care about how close he or Kano usually were, but really she took great comfort in the proximity her brother kept to her.
This particular evening she was under the body of a lovely classic 1957 Jaguar, bleeding the brakes when she heard the tell tale sound of someone intruding on her inner sanctuary. Rolling out from under the car, wrench in hand, grease smudged on her cheek, blue black hair pulled up on top of her head, her pale eyes immediately searched for the intruder. She was surprised at the visage that greeted her as she sat up, wiping at her face. Seeing Damien she was both excited and nervous, unsure as to what would bring the gorgeous black tiger to her garage. Rising she was suddenly hyper aware of how she must look, dirty, the white v-neck tee also smudged and dirty, the ripped jeans and black boots she wore, so very different from the dress he had last seen her in. She had no make-up on, which she was sure made her look a fright.
"Damien!" The tigress greeted him as she moved towards where the more dominant male was smiling at her. She had been hoping so much that she would see him again and her heart soared at seeing him, which she thought was ridiculous since she barely knew him and had met him once over a month ago.