If Reiko had known they were getting company she would have actually unlocked the front door and left a note for her, but as it was, the Scottish-Japanese woman didn't, and had woken from a nap on the deck to the sound of the bike. She grabbed the kimono she had draped over a chair nearby as she got up, heading inside.
A stop in the kitchen had her grabbing a knife, before she inched her way to the main hall to see who their guest was.
The knife slipped into the pocket of the kimono when she saw Alisa's form. "Alisa-chan!" Yep, sorry Mercenary, you're getting a hug from the ex-assassin, good luck breaking the hold!
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A stop in the kitchen had her grabbing a knife, before she inched her way to the main hall to see who their guest was.
The knife slipped into the pocket of the kimono when she saw Alisa's form. "Alisa-chan!" Yep, sorry Mercenary, you're getting a hug from the ex-assassin, good luck breaking the hold!