Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:04:24 PM)
(This user has entered Lina's House (post dated)) (IP = 69.246.159.197)

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:04:31 PM)
(This user has entered Lina's House (post dated)) (IP = 24.17.248.203)

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:05:21 PM)
( Do a set-up post, assuming she's been told to stay at home and Shoda is on his way )

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:11:23 PM)
*has reached the point where she's shouting her fears away to the tune of a loud radio, using a fluffy white bunny slipper in lieu of a microphone, half a blender of margarita near an empty glass on the table nearby. Lina's in her favorite jeans and a pastel green sweater, long hair left loose..and the other bunny slipper is on her foot still*

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:12:30 PM)
(( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY--Yu4kzz0 This..is the song. lol))

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:13:47 PM)
( lol )

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:16:39 PM)
When he arrived, he had done a full circle around the house, inspecting every detail, every shadow, before flicking his smoke to the ground and crushing it under a polished black heel. His foot steps were near silent as he ascended the stairs and reached for the door knob, testing it quietly. When he found it was locked a small smirk touched his lips, his head shaking as he reached up and rapped crisply on the old wood several times.

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:18:59 PM)
*jumps with a jingle at the knocking, her half-shouted lyrics abruptly cutting silent before the witch appears at the door, peering out the glass and looking relieved when she recognizes him. A moment later she's unlocking the door for him, pulling it wide as she hops on one foot and tries to get her slipper back on* Hey Um. Hi Shoda, come on in..*putting her foot down once the slipper's in place* Come in sugah. *managing an embarassed smile*

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:23:24 PM)
He arched a brow when the scent of tequila and lime accompanied her through the open door, his lips turning in a feint smile. He nodded once and stepped inside, side stepping once through the door to step out of his shoes, black socks then falling onto the carpet with each graceful step. The slender, athleticly built japanese man was dressed in an expensive black pinstripe suit, the blazer open to reveal a deep crimson silk shirt. The shirt itself was left unbuttoned at the top, revealing a well toned chest adorned with intriquette japanese designs in ink. She could see his gaze wandering what he could see of the house already, sizing it up, looking for corners, shadows, hiding spots, etc. "A lovely home", he stated simply, his japanese accent crisp and precise.

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:31:26 PM)
*Lina locks the door behind Shoda and moves to turn the music down to a more..reasonable level, thrown a bit by the formal attire. Her house is riddled with hiding places, long curtains, too much glass and not enough security by half. At least.. from a professional's point of view. Damocles is curled up on a chair in the far corner of the room from the stereo, The General is lounging on a windowsill and watching the backyard. * Can I get you something to drink? *feeling self-conscious as her home is examined*

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:35:10 PM)
He followed her through the home, his perceptive gaze scanning each hallway and room they passed through. When they reached the living room he nodded, offering her a smile more kind that one might expect from a Yakuza gangster. "That would be nice, thank you." He removed his coat, reavealing two nickle plated tech-9s strapped to his sides in holsters, before tossing it onto the back of the chair where Damocles rested. He then leaned down, reaching out easily to scratch the imposing serpent beneath it's chin.

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:40:19 PM)
*reassurred by that, she starts toward the kitchen* Something you'd prefer? I don't actually have sake but if you and Riko end up swinging by often, I might have to get some. *opening the tall cabinet in her kitchen to reveal liquor enough to make run a bar for an evening..in selection at least, if not quantity* Got a nice scotch.. *looking at her cabinet with a discerning eye*

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:46:22 PM)
He chuckled quietly and shook his head, "Ice water would be wonderful, thank you." Leaning back from scratching on damocles' chin, he moved over to the couch, plopping down most unceremoniously. He shifted about slightly, adjusting the semi automatic weapons at his sides to get comfortable, and stretched his legs out in front of him.

Lina Devereaux (Nov 13, 2010 11:51:20 PM)
*closes up the cabinet and colors slightly, now feeling a little silly for having been spooked enough earlier that she'd started drinking to take the edge off. She pulls a face at the sink as she gets him the ice water and puts a smile back in place ruefully when she walks it back his way, sashaying in her bunny slippers* Thank you, by the way. For coming by to check on me. I'm hoping that ..it's an unnecessary precaution. I don't think I'm all that much of a target. *wrinkling her nose briefly*

Tokugawa Shinjo (Nov 13, 2010 11:55:55 PM)
A warm smile spread across his features as he reached up, accepting the water graciously. He took a long sip from it before settling it down in his lap. "You are important, to my master, and my sister. If they worry, so do I, so it is my pleasure to be here with you tonight just in case."