Laidan: It taken a little wandering to
get to Reyna's beat up old van. The tired little metis rapping on a few wrong
cars before she finally finds the one that has Reyna smell. And she taps on it
hopefully. Her feet didn't like the fact she'd been walking around without
shoes.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
The side door opens, and she looks out. Ooh,
there's the smell of pot, fairly strong, too. She smiles as she sees Laidan.
"Hey, you. How are you?"
Laidan: "I'm okay." She says, subdued. A
bit of feeling, and then she crawls into the van with the other woman.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She lets the woman in without complaint, and
shuts the door behind them. "It's good to see you." She puts a hand briefly on
the other's shoulder, a touch of warmth and affetcion. "Have a seat wherever."
Laidan: "Thank you Reyna." She says
quietly, and simply sits right where she is. A hand pauses to rub her feet, just
a little bit.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Any time, hon." She nods a little bit and takes
a seat. "You want something to drink, or anything?" Yes, she's trying to play
hostess in the back of a van.
Laidan: "Do you have any water?" She
'looks' up to the woman again, starting to relax a little.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"I do, in fact." She nods, moving to the
minifridge she has in the back, and taking out a bottled water. She uncaps it
and presses it gently into the other's hand.
Laidan: She makes a little smile, half
amused by the fridge in the back. She takes the water, and holds it in both
hands. "Thank you again, Reyna."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Again, any time." She takes a seat on the floor,
sighing. The joint is still burning in the ashtray...she reaches over and stubs
it out. "So, what's new with you, hon?"
Laidan: She sootches, so she's leaning
against the other, curled up against her. "I had to play peacemaker today. It
was hard. It's not my moon."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Ahh. Yeah, peacemaker isn't easy. I had to do it
a lot, and it sure as hell ain't my moon."
Laidan: "I don't like it." She murmurs,
sipping the water a little bit. "I'm sorry you had to do it too. It's not fun."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Nope." She shakes her head, an arm slipping
around Laidan. "Our people...my people...they aren't peacemakers. We don't keep
things calm, we stir shit up. I think..." She frowns. "I think it's part of what
got me so far off-base."
Laidan: "You're like a Ragabash.
Ragabash aren't meant to be Philodoxes either." She murmurs, her head resting on
Reyna's shoulder. A hand reaches out to curl in Reyna's. "M'gonna try and help
you too."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Thanks." She grins a little bit at that. "You're
good people, y'know that?"
Laidan: "So are you. You always help me,
no matter what. It means a lot." She curls into her more, with a little sigh. "I
like your van."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Thanks." She looks around it with a grin. "I
like it, too." There's a moment, before she speaks up again. "So, I met Ashlyn
last night. The kin Joshua's living with." Conversational tone, just for a
switch in topics, maybe.
Laidan: "Joshua is living with a kin?"
She blinks and slumps a little bit. No one told her. "Oh. Is she nice?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Yeah, she's nice." She nods a little, shrugging.
"Her name's Ashlyn...she's a model. Hung out with her last night, looked for a
serial killer, then headed back to her place and had a good, long chat about
Nuwisha and kinfolkd and Joshua and a lot of other things." She sighs, leaning
back and looking at the ground. She shifts a little bit, staring at her feet.
Laidan: She shifts her head to listen
to Reyna better, still stroking her hand. Soothing as best she can. "What's
wrong?" She asks softly.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Nothing," she says with a shrug and a smile.
"Lost in my quicksand-like mind for a moment, is all. Stuck on wierd thoughts."
Laidan: "Do you want to talk about the
weird thoughts? Or just let them lie for now?" She says quietly, just... wanting
to help. Reyna was one of the hard ones to help.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"I dunno," she honestly responds. "Just one of
those confusing things, y'know? Just kinda fucked up, and funny, and
frustrating, and I have this urge to start screaming profanity at Father Coyote,
'cause his sense of humor knows no bounds."
Laidan: "You can scream at me." She
offers, sincerely. "And sometimes, it helps if you just... start talking. One
word. And then it all comes out and you just keep talking. And sometimes you get
mad or upset, and you're so tired in the end but... you said it. All those words
and thoughts and hurt go out. And yeah. I know. I really do."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She sighs a little. "Laidan, sweetie...I just
don't wanna wierd you out. And I think...this kinda might, is all."
Laidan: "I don't know. I've had a lot of
weird things. My ex-lover was a man for awhile." She tries to gently lift her
spirits. Anything. It upsets her she can't help more.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She actually laughs at that. "Point. Mine was
different breeds for a while." She shakes her head with a grin. "It's wierd
feelings for kinda shit, and all things considered, it might get wierd you some,
is all I'm sayin'. Plus, I know you're hurting, and I don't wanna amplify that."
Laidan: "You're hurting too Reyna. You
deserve to have someone listen too. I don't know I'll understand all you're
saying, I might get weirded out. But I can at the very least listen and let you
spill it out." She smiles, a sad little look. "I'm always gonna be hurting about
something Reyna. That's who I am- that's how I feel. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna
help my friends, ever. So. I'm here for you, when you need me."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She looks at Laidan with a sad smile of her own,
then nods. "All right. Well..." She sighs. "You ever have a situation come up
where you kinda-sorta-in a half-assed way-but you don't know if that was the
case passed someone over, 'cause you were getting with someone else...but then,
after that other person's gone, you find yourself wondering about the first
person? But the first person is just getting over their own thing, and maybe
going after someone else now, and you don't wanna interfere, but you know that
the person the first person is maybe going after is maybe going after someone
entirely different?"
Laidan: She pauses, and seems to think
about that, slowly going through each process. "... no. But I -do- understand
what you're saying. Very much so."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She sighs. "So...yeah. That's what I'm goin'
through right now." She sighs. "I ain't good with love, Laidan. Didn't really
love anyone at all 'fore I hit New York, and then...well, I loved Trevor to
death." She snorts a little. "Literally. But let's be honest, that whole thing
was hardly an example for a normal or healthy relationship. It was good, even
when it was bad, but...damn. Didn't help the old Reyna Emote-O-Meter 5000,
y'know?"
Laidan: She squeezes Reyna's hand
gently, and turns so she can hug the woman. "You think I'm very good with love
Reyna?" It's gently, just letting her know she's not alone. "I loved Alexis. Who
betrayed the Garou. Who betrayed me. Who loved Fausto. And who didn't love me
enough. And then I loved Brian. Who... hated... the Garou. You don't love at
all. And then you love with abandon. And it hurts. It hurts so much. But..." He
hesitates, trying to think how to phrase it. "I know you hurt more. I know it
was much harder on you. But I don't... think it's impossible Reyna. If you like
this person... take tiny steps. Don't go so fast, I guess."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She purses her lips, quiet for a long moment
after Laidan speaks, staring at her wide-eyed.
Laidan: The little metis misses that look.
But she continues to snuggle Reyna and hold her hand. She looks a little nervous
at the silence, but that may be because she's not usre to it.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"You... I... he..." Each time, her mouth opoens,
and then shuts. She's quiet for a moment longer, and then shakes her head,
blinking several times. "...Jesus, Laidan. You're good."
Laidan: She flushes, a little but smiles.
She leans up to gently kiss Reyna's cheek. "I got hurt. I learned from the hurt.
Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt now, just means... I can use it. I'm... not good or
anything. I'm just me. I say what I feel. Acting on what you feel can hurt. A
lot. But sometimes, it just feels so right."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She nods a little bit, her voice getting a little
rougher. "Yeah, I know. But a lot of things feel right, Lai. Doesn't mean they
are. Mind plays funny tricks on ya, y'know? Hell, if I did what felt right, I
woulda run out of this fuckin' black hole of a city a few months ago, if not
earlier."
Laidan: "I know Reyna. Sometimes what
feels right ends up... feeling right, but being wrong. I use Alexis again. It
felt right. I loved her. But it was wrong. By Garou standards and overall." She
hugs the woman a little more. "It's selfish of me to say so Reyna... but I'm
glad you didn't run Reyna. You're a good friend, a very close friend. One of the
only people who... mothered me in a way. And I think you're so much stronger
Reyna. For not running. For staying. For sticking out despite everything." She
nuzzles the others. "I probably would have run."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She sighs. "Yeah, well...what can I say. Maybe
you'da made the smarter choice." It's a joke, obviously, despite the
still-slightly-hoarse voice. "Thank you, though. I 'ppreciate hearin' that."
Laidan: "Maybe. But I don't know how to
travel back in time yet to find out." She lifts a hand, stroking her hair as she
hears the stress on her voice Reyna. "It's the truth. I'll keep saying it Reyna.
For a long time. You're a good person too."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She smiles a little, and sighs, leaning against
Laidan. After a moment, she clears her throat and wipes at her eyes a little. "Whoo.
So, then...who needs a drink?"
Laidan: She kisses Reyna's head and
squeezes her, asking in a soft voice. "Little better? And I still have my water.
Thank you though."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"I..." She frowns, thinking. "Yeah, I guess. A
little." She disengages from Laidan, moving over to the mini-fridge, and pulls
out a bottle of El Jimador Tequila and a glass from the floor next to the
fridge. A good, tall glass is poured.
Laidan: She releases Reyna without
question. And she pushes the woman no more. What she spilled out and figured out
was enough for now. Laidan was happy with that. She pick up her water and sips
it, pulling her knees to her chest.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
The bottle is put back in the fridge, and she
moves to sit back down near Laidan, sighing. "This is, by far, the most
fucked-up city in existance. No wonder I haven't left yet." She chuckles, taking
a drink of the potent alcohol.
Laidan: "I wouldn't know. I've never
been to any other cities, really. Well, not that I know of, at least." She makes
a small sniffing noise, having never smelled tequila before.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"Los Angeles was fucked-up...Miami was pretty
bad. Never, EEEEVER go to Montreal. But none of 'em hold a candle to
En-Why-See."
Laidan: She seems to think about this. "It
is, I guess. But you know... I'd never leave. Because all the people I've come
to love are here. Maybe, if they all left or something... but... otherwise, no."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She nods. "Yeah, I know. Damn silly attachments
to people." She grins a little bit, the alcohol adding to the buzz from the pot
she was smoking.
Laidan: "Silly indeed." She yawns a little
bit, curling up against the other woman again. "Silly or not. Still love you."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
"I love ya too, Laidan." She finishes off the
glass in a couple quick gulps, making the tequila face and shivering. "Ughlrh."
Yes, that is a word. She smiles and leans against Laidan, comfortable. "Yer good
peeps."
Laidan: "So are you." She yawns again, her
voice starting to sound a little sleepy.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
She reaches up and drags a couple blankets off
the cot, fumble-wrapping them around the two of them and settling back, closing
her eyes. A little laugh-ish sound. "Mmmm. I love it when the room spins..."
Laidan: Laidan makes a little noise, maybe
agreeing, though she doesn't know what Reyna means. She curls up against the
other, snuggling into the blanket and closing blind eyes.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno [Back of the Bitchmobile]:
And slowly, she drifts off to sleep, resting
comfortably against Laidan.