Isle of Ikea, Tuesday

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Kathy and Raven had a new apartment in need of decoration and furnishing and they also had a lot of things to not think about and/or work their way through, depending on how they were feeling at the time. Conveniently enough, both of those things worked with the other. Kathy had spent her sleepless hours the night before making lists, flipping through magazines for inspiration (seriously, how many Williams-Sonoma catalogues did you need Eliot?!), and doodling layouts to try to figure our furniture arrangements. Then, once it had gotten bright enough outside that it wouldn't be weird to be up and about, Kathy had put together a trip to the Isle of Ikea. Because what could be better than combining a caffeine buzz, a ridiculously generous budget, and four teenage girls?

You were welcome, Ikea employees!

"So we need pretty much everything," Kathy said, as they landed on the shores of the isle. "Two bathrooms, a kitchen, a living room, and our bedrooms. Pretty much the sky's...the..." She trailed off, looking at the building in front of them. She'd known the whole island was devoted to the store, but she hadn't really thought about how big that store would be. "And this looks like it has everything," she added. "Okay then."

[For those invited, and I have no idea whether the Isle has squirrels or not! Also open for phone calls]

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[soniaroadsqueen]

Well, she really should have thought of that before she was nice and supportive of a young teenaged girl.

But Ringo nodded. "I'm definitely going to try to avoid getting dead."

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Nice and supportive were things that everyone should try to be! Not special!

"Do that," Kathy said urgently. "And...don't just accept everything. Question. Argue. Remember that nobody has all the right answers."

Especially not a girl who'd died before she turned nineteen.

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo nodded, but kept smiling. "Some people have more of them than others."

She meant you, Kathy. In case that wasn't obvious.

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She'd noticed.

"And some just think they do and then find out the hard way they don't," Kathy said. "And want to spare their kohai that."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Yeah." Ringo pressed her head against Kathy's shoulder. "Thanks."

It did mean lot to her, even if she seemed to ignore a lot of what Kathy was saying.

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy was just going to have to work at it until Ringo got it. This could certainly never lead to any kind of friction between them, right?

"You're welcome," Kathy said, slinging her arm over Ringo's shoulders. "Now help me figure out what my room's color scheme should be. I'm thinking my furniture will be kinda light, which means we can get a little weird about the walls, right?"

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo put her own hand around Kathy's waist and snorted. "You're asking me for decorating advice?"

That was the sort of thing you brought Alluka along for, wasn't it?

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"Yup!" Kathy announced, slinging her arm over Ringo's shoulder. "Might not take it, but the more opinions people offer, the more options I have to choose from, right?"

[soniaroadsqueen]

"The only thing I can tell you is to make sure you have room for AT equipment."

Because of course that was Ringo's priority.

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"AT is not a color, Ringo," Kathy said. "And there's more to the world than just ATs. Promise."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Hmm, you say that," Ringo teased.

Then she considered. "Really you should probably be asking Alluka about colors and stuff, but maybe a blue of some sort?" Blue was a good color!

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"I'm going to ask Alluka," Kathy said. "But I can ask both of you. Now, c'mere and help me look at pain samples until you can figure out which blue you're thinking of."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Fine, fine," Ringo giggled. "You're such a slave-driver."