Owner	Pose
Thomas Raith	there are likely not a lot of perks to being a Power Ranger, or any hero with a secret Identity for that matter. Sure, the mask keeps your friends and family "Safe", but it also means you can't get so much as a free cup of coffee most of the time. Still there is one perk. Years ago Trini had had a brief relationship with an "Energy Vampire", and her connection to the Morphin' Grid had made her safe for him to feed on her. The relationship hadn't lasted long, but Thomas had remained a staunch ally to the Rangers ever since... and with that ally nature had come free Life Time VIP passes for her and her closest friends, whenever they were in town.
Kimberly	It wasn't particularly easy to drink a coffee while wearing the helmet anyway. Dressed down in her civillian wear, Kimberly did indeed arrive, another day in another city. Gymnastics competitions, training, chasing down monsters...there were plenty of things that caused her to be on the move all too much...so it was nice enough to see a familiar face. Moving past the guards who welcomed her in she headed towards the bar, purse over one arm and hair down. Even Kimberly Hart needed a break now and then.
Thomas Raith	Axe, the young Hispanic man at the door gave her a smile as he scanned her VIP card, and by the time she arrived at the bar there was already a (virgin?) Watermellon daqueri waiting on her, as well as the man himself. He doesn't offer a handshake or bus her cheek though as he frequently does with others, even other Rangers. In fact he is very /very/ careful to never touch her and Tommy at all. Regular vampires have Garlic and Silver, but White Courtiers have their own weakness. True Love. And those protected by it are like acid to him. Still his cerlian blue eyes are full of warmth and frienship. "Of all the gin joints in all the world, blah blah blah. You look great Kim."
Kimberly	True love might be true, but that doesn't mean it was perfect by any means. The life they had made it complicated, and sometimes it was on-again-off-again. Still, Kimberly wasn't without love of her own, she was a caring, loving person...and that was probably dangerous enough. Drawing closer, she comes to settle herself in, a smile on her lips. "Thomas, how's things?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith shrugs a bit, seeming relaxed. It's a side of the man few get to see. Usually he has an almost preditory aspect to him, but with the Rangers he tries to be a bit more...normal. "Club business is good. Still seeing Faith which is always interesting. Never know if date night will be popcorn and Mystery Science Theater, or running around the sewers chasing an ancient Alligator demon." He signals to Yosa, the one eyed bartender who wordlessly places a crystal decanter of amber liquid on the bar as well as a highball glass. "What about you, save us from any world ending events lately?
Kimberly	"It's been a while since Faith and I caught up," Kimberly muses, tilting her head to the side and chuckling at the idea of the pair dating. "Good for you both." His question brings a little tilt of her head to the side before she glances around and then shrugs. "We're never short of work."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith smiles, "Well I'd tell her to call you, but I think she lets her phone stay on three percent just to be cantankerous." he says with a smile.What him and the Dark Slayer have might not be True Love in the strictest terms, certainly not on a level that could risk the White Courtier's health, it's obvious Thomas is, to steal a line for Disney, twitterpated. "well what about personal? Are you in for the gymnastics competition I saw online or something more professional?" Professional here meaning Pterodactyl related.
Kimberly	"First one, then the other," Kimberly offers lightly before shrugging her shoulders. Her own non-alcoholic drink lifted to her lips, sipping lightly before looking back to him with a chuckle. "Trini and Billy are a thing now. I'm still keeping busy."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith nods slightly, and gives just the slightest wince but hides it. Even when you part amicably... even when you yourself have moved on... it can still be a bit of a gut punch to hear your ex is happy with someone else. Still he nods, "They always got on well, i am not too surprised. Please realy for me the standard disclaimer though if you wouldn't mind? Something along the lines of hurt her and i will strangle him with his own entrails, that sort of thing?" He says with a playful chuckle. Playful. honset.
Kimberly	"I mean...we're all rangers, and Billy is Billy...but I get it." Kim muses, shaking her head lightly before shrugging her shoulders. "If it makes you feel any better, I -think- I might have flirted with your girlfriend once, after fighting off some vampires who'd been trying to eat me and my friends." A beat, she frowns a little and looks at her hands. "Life is weird sometimes."
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith laughs a bit, "Careful with that. You might let your door open to the Big Bad Wolf." he says and for just a moment his eyes shift from Blue to Silver White. He shrugs a bit adding, "Though I wouldn't worry too much there, Faith may flirt and tease but I am reasonably sure she is completely straight and wouldn't go beyond that." He rolls his eyes as if to add 'And believe me, I've tried." Though he doesn't say /that/ out loud. "She's complicated. If you'll excuse the expression, she's a lot like a feral cat sometimes. Very slow to trust, willing to lash out... and at the same time craving affection and shelter." He sighs. "Trini Quan, Buffy Summer, Koriand'r of Tamara, and Faith Lehanne. If someone would tell me what those women have in common I'd love to hear it, be nice to know what my /type/ actually was."
Kimberly	"Super strength, an occupation of fighting monsters, a lack of sleep?" she comments lightly before taking another sip of her drink and shrugging her shoulders. Flirtation was flirtation after all, though the comment about 'Big and Bad wolfs' seems to have been missed by her, as her own gaze was fixed on her glass. "Who knows?"
Thomas Raith	Thomas Raith nods. "Well there is that, Not to mention access to some outside source of power to augment the fact that feeding on them would be dangerous otherwise. Slayer Spirit, the Morphin' Grid... and being an alien Princess I suppose... Hard to have a monogamous relationship with someone when every time you so much as kiss them you drain their life force just a little bit." He sips what she would know is Ice tea in a whiskey glass and adds, "And they are all drop dead gorgious, there is that."
Kimberly	"That doesn't cause problems with the whole...vampire...thing?" Kimberly questions, though whatever else she might say or comment is suddenly broken by a small beeping rhythm from the silver watch-like device on her wrist. "Hold that thought!" With that, Kimberly was standing, headed towards the bathroom. Whatever transpired? She wouldn't come back out that door, teleporting away to whatever need there was for the Pink Ranger.