Thomas Reacher was in his shop, finishing up a repair on a car.  He had identified and fixed the problem - a simple oil leak- and all that was left was to do his custamary basic cleaning.  Thomas was a Gear Head, plain and simple.  He knew a decent amount about everything, and if he couldn't fix it in the best possible way, he always knew somebody who did.<br/><br/>Thomas paused in his work, listening to the sounds of what was clearly a crowd gathering.  He glanced at the clock, remembering that tonight was the night a Lycan was going to be put to death.  Thomas held no grudge against vampires, nor was he biased toward Lycans either.  If a Lycan broke one of the 7 laws of the Immortal City that all Lycans know from birth (or creation), then said Lycan deserved to suffer the consquences.  However, if a Vampire baited a Lycanthrope into an altercation, /paticularly/ a created Lycan, then said Vampire deserved what was coming to him...or her.  Thomas believed it should be the same for Lycans, although the justice system in the Immortal City didn't seem to believe that.<br/><br/>He had played as a wittness to one other altercation where a vampire was killed.  The Lycan had been jumped by 3 or 4 vampires, killed one, and the others fled as authorities showed up.  Even though several Lycans testified that it was in self-defense, a few vampires who were nowhere near the scene held more sway.  It was disgusting.<br/><br/>Thomas washed his hands to get rid of excess oil and grease.  His hands were permantly blackened in spots where oil and grease had seeped into his skin, like a tattoo, a clear sign of his occupation as a Gear Head.  He closed up shop, turning on his security system.  UV lights turned on in every part of his store, making his normally slightly dark and dingy store glow like it was mid-afternoon.   Thomas' UV lights worked like a Crock Pot -- heat on low for 12 hours and eventually your dinner would be done.  Same goes for cooking vampires.  Extended exposure for a length of 12 hours or more would probably kill a vampire, but it would be a slow, painful death.  This was simply a deterant.  If any vampire entered his shop and triggered other security features, they would feel a much more powerful, concentrated taste of the sun...<br/><br/>Thomas didn't leave his shop unprotected from Lycans either.  Motion-dectecting turrets would fire silver bullets, locked on to target non-lethal points...non-lethal if said Lycan got medical attention, that is.  Thomas left his shop, flipping the sign on his door to "Closed" as he did.  He always worked under the assumption that if someone was going to ignore the fact that his door was locked and there was a sign that clearly said he was closed, then they were clearly up to no good and he wasn't liable for their injuries.  He headed toward the crowd around the excution platform.<br/><br/>Thomas got no pleasure from watching the deaths of Vampires or Lycans.  He showed up to the exuctions of Lycans as support and stayed away from those of Vampires out of respect.  He stayed on the edges of the crowd, looking for familiar faces and watching with pity at the Lycan in chains.<br/><br/>(Hurray for my first kinda long post...lol)