Asuka: "Come to think of it, Rei, what have you been doing with the extra drugs you're not taking?"
Rei: "....selling them."
Asuka: ".....what."
Rei: "I have kind of accidentally become a minor drug kingpin, courtesy of NERV's bottomless supply of everything. I'm making more money than Tony Montana right now."
Crack (get it? Crack?) Omake time, then...
REIquiem for a Dream
"Rei?" Asuka knocked on the door to her neighbor's apartment. She had recently pitched the idea of threesome cuddling to Shinji, and her boyfriend didn't object the idea. "Hey Rei... you in there?"
"Maybe she's asleep." Shinji muttered behind her, rubbing the gunk off his eyes, regretting his decision to agree to his red-haired lover. "Let's just pitch a sleepover to her tomorrow at school." He started his way back to their bed.
Asuka felt weird. It wasn't like Rei not to respond, but relented on her boyfriend's suggestion. It was late, after all. At least she had her baka. Having her taste of PilgReim sandwhich could wait until the next night, anyway. Unbeknownst to her, Rei's apartment was actually empty, it's occupant half the town away.
You'd think that there would be less raves and wild parties, or anything that resembled a night life in totalitarian Tokyo-3. But just as food, drink, and sex are basal requirements to life as shown in the Hierarchy of Needs, the need to party is just as essential. And so the denizens of the epicenter of angel attacks have honored the human condition by its flourishing underground party scene, away from the prying eyes of NERV. All too convenient for a certain Rei Ayanami. It would be disastrous if Section 2 learned of her whereabouts in the late nights. She took steps to avoid detection, armed with deep pockets of questionable pharmaceuticals.
"You got the goods?" Said a shady man wearing sunglasses in the dead of night.
"Yes." Even here, Rei was terse and laconic. There's no need for words when your drugs do the talking.
"Let's see what you got."
Rei handed the man a duffel bag, containing several ziplocs filled with pills of every assortment. The man was impressed... these were
pharmacy-grade drugs. Incredibly pure. Incredibly potent. The man took off his sunglasses, noting the petite bluenette known to the underground as "Snow White". She was the queen of illicit drugs in all of Tokyo-3... and yet she was barely fourteen.
"How'd a kid like you get access to this kind of stuff?"
Rei raised an eyebrow. "Look, do you want to buy or not?"
"Who says I'm buying?" The man pulled out a knife from his jacket, intent on stabbing Rei and running away with a cache of drugs. Rei was quicker, however, and in one fluid motion, disarmed the man, locking his arm behind him in a chokehold. Looks like all that Close Quarters Combat Training at NERV HQ paid off.
"Okay... I give up! I give up!" the man protested. Rei dropped her grip on him, causing him to fall on the floor with an audible "oof", dropping the bag of goods. So that's what they meant when they said never mess with Snow White.
"If you're not going to buy, I have other places to be." Rei said as she was hefting the bag on her shoulder once more.
"Okay... Okay... I'll take some K and Barbies." He said, still on the ground. He was fishing a wad of cash out of his pocket.
Rei counted her earnings. Pitiful. She should really stop dealing to these small fries. She threw him the equivalent bags of ketamine and pentabarbital.
"Well done!" said another man, emerging from the shadows. This man was watching this whole time? Why hadn't she sensed his AT field? And that voice... why is it familiar?
"I was expecting no less from the one they called Snow White." Emerged into the light was a man, looking no older than Rei herself, wearing a pinstripe suit that exuded a sexy confidence. "Of course, I never expected the rumors to be true... That it was you, Ayanami, all along." the albino boy continued.
"What are you doing here, fish?"
Kaworu stepped closer to Rei. She moved a millimeter backwards, putting up a facade against Kaworu, and preparing to surge her AT field if necessary.
"Oh... I'm just here to show you a wild ride." He smirked, closing the distance between them in an instant, teasing her with an almost-kiss.
"S-stupid fish!" was all she could say, before relenting to him.
