<div style="text-align: right;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d91/DarknessBound/RP%20characters/Kaimu/Av3.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/>Dressed in her best green, form fitting dress and a lacy black jacket, the firefly made her way to the garage to get a head start on her victory drinking. She had made it into the big leagues. She was part of the higher ups. No one was judging her on her powers or her skills. They weren't comparing her lack of experience versus theirs. It was just amazing. So, for Reiko, the world was pretty sweet and she just needed to fucking drink. She stopped near the door to pull on her long, black boots. The smell of oil and grease filled her nostrils. Reiko wasn't a fan of cars and mechanics or anything to deal with a shop. She didn't really need to do all that fancy driving when she could just fly.<br/><br/>The Japanese woman opened the door to the garage, stepping onto the cement floor. One step, two steps, in the air she began to hover as she debated with herself on where to go to drink. It wasn't like she had much of a choice. Most people knew her. They knew what she drank. They knew what kind of party she liked to do. It was sort of a shame that she didn't have anyone to go out with. That was until she noticed one of her new teammates next to a very sleek bike. Fluffing her blonde hair, Reiko moved over.<br/><br/><span style="color: #A4C099">"So, what is it you guys do around here for fun?"</span>Her green eyes looked at the woman before moving to the bike.<span style="color: #A4C099">"I know a couple good bars if you want to go out. We deserve a night out after a good mission, right?"</span>