The Enemy of My Enemy is Kind of a Prick
Who: Nathan Wallace, Rip van Winkle, possibly other members of Repo Manor
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: Repo Manor, Western District
What: Old rivals banding together for the sake of survival. Isis doesn't stand a chance against the two organic Angelii.
She couldn't find Derek Rayne anywhere tonight, and it was making Rip van Winkle nervous. After his reaction to the arrival of Isis, Rip wasn't even sure where he stood; whether he even would fight at her side.
Suddenly, she was at a dangerous lack of allies. Even with the other first-generation Angelii, and the newer ones who hadn't yet been trained, she was still feeling unsafe and isolated.
Reviewing her options, the Nazi kept returning to the same conclusion;
She'd have to go have a talk with the Repo Man.
Leaving her gun behind, Rip ventured through the Western District; her home, and Nathan's. He would protect it, wouldn't he? He would see reason and understand the need for peace during wartime....right?
She was risking quite a lot on the mood of the not-entirely-sane singing surgeon. Knocking loudly on the door to Repo Manor, Rip stepped back and waited, for an answer of any kind.
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: Repo Manor, Western District
What: Old rivals banding together for the sake of survival. Isis doesn't stand a chance against the two organic Angelii.
She couldn't find Derek Rayne anywhere tonight, and it was making Rip van Winkle nervous. After his reaction to the arrival of Isis, Rip wasn't even sure where he stood; whether he even would fight at her side.
Suddenly, she was at a dangerous lack of allies. Even with the other first-generation Angelii, and the newer ones who hadn't yet been trained, she was still feeling unsafe and isolated.
Reviewing her options, the Nazi kept returning to the same conclusion;
She'd have to go have a talk with the Repo Man.
Leaving her gun behind, Rip ventured through the Western District; her home, and Nathan's. He would protect it, wouldn't he? He would see reason and understand the need for peace during wartime....right?
She was risking quite a lot on the mood of the not-entirely-sane singing surgeon. Knocking loudly on the door to Repo Manor, Rip stepped back and waited, for an answer of any kind.