Night's Omen

"I'll handle it as soon as I get back to the guild. My partner hasn't had the pleasure of meeting her yet, either, but I have a feeling his reaction might be about as pleasant as yours," she mused, looking out the window. She placed her own hand on top of his, and yes, it did belong there. It belonged just about anywhere on her body as far as she was concerned, and if someone wanted to try and fuck with the simple good thing she had going, she was going to take a blowtorch and a bucket of rats to their eyes. Kimber seldom had good things, and when she did, she liked to ensure that they stayed that way.

She wasn't stupid enough to know that the problem wasn't resolved, but they'd both said all they possibly could have for the time being on the matter. She needed to change the subject before she drilled him about it any further, which she was likely to do if she sat in silence and stewed on it. She began tracing her fingertips lightly against his hand, along his wrist and up the portion of his arm that she had on her side of the car, over the sleeves of his jacket. It was amazing with how aggressive that she was that Kimber could do things like that and not still reek of "I want to kill you" vibes.

"So, how has your week been, aside? Erik and I are on a new assignment. Some crazy bitch who lives out in Pyrige. Thinks she's Dr. Doolittle. We have an Arun that agreed to help take her out for a fabulous sum of money. Shit's pretty sweet, I'm interested to see how it goes," she said with a grin. Ah, yes. Kimber could talk about work until the sun set in the east. She could be explicit with Xavier and not feel bad. She didn't overlap his work; he didn't hers. That was the only guideline she followed.

From everything that Xavier had heard of Kimber's partner, he didn't think the guy was going to like Katya anymore than he did, but that was just his gut reaction.  Lucio sounded like he had a mean brand of tiger to him, one that Xavier wasn't familiar with, and Kimber had said that the guy didn't trust his own control over it.  Xavier took that to mean it was big, it was bad, and it was fucking aggressive, and if he was any other guy, he'd probably have had a problem with Kimber being around the dude all the time.  As it was, he wasn't one of those nagging, bitchy dudes, so he figured that if she trusted this other tiger (what was it with her and tigers, anyway?), then it was on her ass if the striped bastard tried to eat her. 

Of course, then Xavier would have to go destroy him, but he wasn't worried about that happening.

Actually, if Lucio's tiger was so mean, maybe it would be a good idea for him to go meet Katya.  Maybe he would take her out instead of Xavier having to be torn on whether or not he should.  That'd be perfect.  He was also curious as to how Lucio would react to her, if it'd be the same or if he was the only exception to her rule.  For the sake of Lucio's pride, he hoped the dude reacted like he had, instead of turning into goo immediately.  "Maybe you should let her partner meet her, and tell me how it goes," he offered mildly, because he was interested.  He didn't know Lucio well, but he was starting to think that maybe he should get to know him. 

"You mean, Manon?  That bitch dabbles in a little bit of everything, but Doolittle, she is not.  Last I heard, she thought she was gonna make pets out of shifters by slowly squashing the human in them.  Loves animals, hates people.  You and Lucio watch yourselves with her, especially him.  With the chinks in his armor, she'll have him if he doesn't hold that cat back.  I'd let the Arun do all the heavy lifting, then collect the reward," he offered.  He didn't know it, but he actually knew the Arun.  He just didn't know him as an Arun.  The 'fabulous sum' would have rang true, though.  Oh, ironing.  It didn't even occur to him that he'd evaded her question, since it wasn't intentional.

Kimber nodded a little. "The Arun had pretty much the same spin for the plan. He's got nothing personal invested into the job, but he seems to have a particular dislike for her. Can't fathom why. Something about disliking meddling vampires, which kind of brings us back to our original point of origin." She smiled.

"Your week thus far?" she prompted, eyes back on him after going to the road for a moment. She knew he didn't evade her question intentionally, which made the prompt less bitchy than it could have been. It was so ironic that she had a penchant for cats, being a wolf - usually opposites didn't attract in that sort of regard, but Kimber had seemed to have paired up with two of the rarer Mistari in the area. She wondered how Erik would take the advice Xavier gave her about Manon. She hadn't been planning on rushing in, guns a-blazin', but she knew that Erik was wary of the Arun's battle strategy, and that it would merit further discussion between the two of them before they carried anything out. That Xavier was trying to watch her ass meant he was inadvertently watching Erik's. She would probably just skip the details and tell Erik a "reliable source" told her as much.

Erik tended to go quiet and narrowed-eyes when she talked about Xavier.