7683/Serpent Reunites With Leopard

Serpent Reunites With Leopard
Date of Scene:	30 May 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Zhao Lin, Sibilance

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Zhao Lin has posed:
    Maybe it was a bit of a surprise, when Sibil asked for someplace they could meet, that Zhao Lin gave her an address for the tall, tall building owned by the Croft estate. When she arrived, she would be directed to the penthouse, and when she knocked on the door, Zhao Lin answered. "Hello Sibil," he greets her, along with a hug. He doesn't smell of booze today, but it -is- still fairly early in the afternoon. "Come on inside," he says, stepping out of the doorway to let her in. The penthouse is a large, clean, wealthy person's space, and -how- Zhao Lin got in probably raises some initial questions. "Can I get you something to drink?" he asks, moving towards the kitchen for just that.

Sibilance has posed:
    Sibil arrives in that white sundress with the blue flower pattern, with a pair of sandals. She has a coat on to help keep her body temperature more comfortable for longer. The hug makes her laugh sweetly, embracing Zhao with her deceptively strong arms to give him a squeeze. She slips in when she's invited in, and steps over to the kitchen, following along with him. "Tea?" she requests, reaching out to rub his back affectionately. "So I got a job," she tells Lin. "I'm going to be working under some scientists, apparently I'm just that good with plants."

Zhao Lin has posed:
    Zhao Lin nods, and sets about getting a kettle going. Between himself and Lara, there's a good selection of tea available, both English and Chinese varieties. "That so?" he asks, looking over his shoulder at Sibil, "I'm glad to hear it, you should certainly be doing more than just growing herbs in that little hideout of your's." He grins a little, and soon turns back to her, setting a couple of mugs on the island countertop. "Are you still going to be in New York?" He sets both hands on the countertop, leaning against it a little as he talks with Sibil. "I think I would miss you if you moved too far out of state, though if you're going to be around Metropolis or Gotham, I could always come visit."

Sibilance has posed:
    "Uuh..." Sibil glances, wondering how much she should say. "Well, I'm living in Manhattan now," she explains, "It was a job requirement." She retrieves her mug and finds a spot to lean against so she can talk to Zhao with that casual kind of air. "I think I'm supposed to keep it all pretty hush-hush, though. If you wanna visit we could always meet in a coffee shop on the island!" She flashes a big smile at him, and leans in, "I also met a bunch of Mutants. I've got friends now. And a mentor, I think you could call him. And all of this because you helped me become a little more confident."

Zhao Lin has posed:
    "Oh, I spend a lot of time in Manhattan," he says, "I'm sure we'll run into one another pretty often." Zhao Lin grins a little. "I'm glad I could help. I always knew you were a smart woman, it's about time somebody else recognized that too." His tail gives a slow, lazy sway. "Have you been to Mutant Town? There's a lot of people like us there. A lot of them are good people who are just trying to live their lives. Things have been getting... worse with these 'sentinel' things all over the city though. It's getting harder and harder to get out and around on my own. I have to keep to the alleys a lot more frequently." He exhales a sigh and shakes his head, then chuckles softly. "It almost sounds like you're working for Shield." His brow arches slightly, and he gives Sibil a lopsided grin. "Is that it?"

Sibilance has posed:
    Right... the Sentinels. It's why she's been staying indoors or in very public places as of late. Sibilance breathes a hissing sigh and fiddles with the mug. His guess that she's working with SHIELD makes her eyes briefly widen, but she lets out a laugh. "Yeah, that's right... Just don't go telling everyone, okay?" Not that Zhao Lin has an abundance of people he could tell. She idly sways her tail, and murmurs, "How're you doing, lately? I mean, besides living in this rich person's home." She looks around at the rest of the penthouse with a quirked brow of her own.

Zhao Lin has posed:
    Zhao Lin chuckles, and takes a moment to get the kettle off the stove as it begins to whistle. He pours the hot water into a teapot, and adds a blend of loose tea leaves to it before turning back to Sibil. "Lara works for Shield, also," he says, "I know they have a facility they operate out of in Manhattan... And I think another in upstate New York as well." He gives a dismissive wave of a hand. "I do not ask many questions," he tells Sibil, "I understand the need for secrecy in their work. Lara has been away on assignment for a while now, herself, and I do not know where she is or if she is even still alive. Though I suppose I would know if she had died, since I probably wouldn't be allowed to continue living here." He grins again. "I've been friends with her for a while. I used to stay with her at her home in Greenwich but between her work and... mine, we both felt it would be safer to relocate to the Croft Centre." He gestures around with one hand at the penthouse. "Not quite the lifestyle I'm accustomed too, but it's nice to be able to shower regularly." He chuckles again, and then takes a moment to pour some tea into Sibil's cup, and then his own.

Sibilance has posed:
    Sibilance listens to Zhao Lin's explanation, and nods slowly. She looks around the penthouse again, her mouth briefly open. Huh...

    She makes a mental note to meet Lara and chat with her.

    "Thank you," she quietly says for the tea that's poured for her. She sips it, without sugar or cream or anything, and seems to enjoy it nonetheless. She actually finishes off the cup without even letting it cool, the warmth comforting her insides and making her shiver with glee. Then she steps around to hug up to the snow leopard, and tries to steal his warmth, like old times. The only person she feels comfortable doing this with. "I missed you."

Zhao Lin has posed:
    Zhao Lin takes a sip of his own tea, though it's too hot for him to just gulp down the way she does. He grins a little when Sibil hugs up to his side, and he puts an arm around the serpentine woman. "I missed you as well, Sibil," he says. A low, purring rumble comes from his throat, and he leans closer to press a kiss to her cheek. "Both of us have been far too busy, I think. Things are quieting down for me, though. I do not see anything changing soon. The Foot and the Hand have been quiet, and there has been no word of the other stones I seek. Perhaps all is well, for the time being." He smiles again, his tail giving a lazy swish, occasionally brushing against her's.