WHO: Michael and Kokabiel WHAT: What the hell's been going on lately? WHERE: In and around Mexico City WARNINGS: Possible, will update
Dusk was falling in Mexico City. Kabie had just finished her work for Azrael, and she was standing on her balcony, having lit a smoke. She was idly looking out at the street, enjoying the fact that she was home before dark for once. Samson was asleep on her bed, whuffing faintly. Things were good.
She looked down at the street, smiling when she saw a familiar greying head. "Hey, baby," she called in Spanish, amused. "Come in and party with me!"