[h1][center][b]Sena Knight[/b][/center][/h1]

“Hello!” Karina answered GiGi and smiled accepting the menus. She tossed the green copy away and it slid partially under the napkin holder. Sena glanced down at it briefly, still wearing her sunglasses, reading the last paragraph of the last page when another voice jumped in excitedly over their server. 

“SENA! KARINA!” The young girl shrieked. She couldn’t have been over sixteen and had the red ribbon in her hair along with a white Duran Duran t-shirt from the band’s [i]Rio[/i] album that Sena found mildly amusing. 

Karina winced a little as her name was shouted, but she smiled back, “Hiiiiiiii!” She answered like she’d known the girl forever. Within the lineup of the band, she was aware people kind of regarded her as a ditz and they weren’t completely wrong, but she genuinely did enjoy people particularly when the setting was less chaotic. She didn’t have to fake any appreciation of the fans and it was a large part of her popularity. 

“I can’t believe it’s… YOU?!” The girl continued, basically inserting herself in front of GiGi. “What are you doing [i]here[/i]?”

“I guess we just knew you were going to be here.” Sena said with a smirk.

The girl just melted at the words. “No one is gonna believe this!” She clasped her hands together and shook her head. 

“Sure they will,” Karina produced a marker from her handbag. Another multicolored and diamond studded affair. She pulled the green paper back out from under the napkin tin. “Autograph?”

“Uhhhhh, like yeah!” She couldn’t believe her luck and bounced on the balls of her feet excitedly. 

Karina scribbled her name and the thick marker bled over the printed type easily. She slid it back over to Sena who picked it up briefly to reread the same final paragraph with a snicker. Who knew if the girl would ever read what they had just signed over, but something about the “Gabber-In-Chief”’s words felt fitting. He was half right. With a few strokes of the marker she had drawn an inverted crown and a phrase: [i]No King - No Master[/i] right above it. “Even if they don’t believe you now, they will in a couple weeks.” Sena said, signing her name with a heavy flourish on the “S” and the “t” at the trail of her last name that ripped through the letters like a whip being cracked.  

“Oh my God, that is just like the most badass thing ever.” The girl said, gripping the paper in front of her with both hands as if she were holding a piece of priceless art and looking for a sign of approval from GiGi before tucking it back against her chest and dancing away happily singing to herself. 

Karina read the phrase briefly as it passed by her eyes, it was something new, so she wasn’t sure where her sister was going with it. Sena never made plans and if she did, she waited until the last minute to announce them which usually ended up being a lot of fun watching everyone scramble. Still, Karina wondered sometimes if Sena wasn’t taking the whole “rebellion” thing a little too seriously. She glanced back up at their server who seemed to have been pushed to the background amidst the whole encounter and tried to be as nice as she could be: “Orange juice for me,” She said politely looking around at one of the tables that hadn’t been bussed amid the spectacle of the chopper landing. “In a clean glass, please.” She was completely sincere as she looked at GiGi. 

“[i]‘Rina![/i]” Sena snapped. “They’re not gonna give you a dirty glass, you ditz.”

“Well I didn’t know,” Karina replied, shrugging innocently. “Maybe they need to save money or something.”

“No, that’s not how this works.” Sena replied, shaking her head. Still behind her sunglasses, she glanced back at GiGi, looking the girl up and down briefly before speaking. “Sorry about all that, just coffee for me.”

[@Almalthia]