Barry's Old Warehouse, Warehouse District, Sunday Afternoon

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Okay, her apartment was still kind of sagging and Eliot's house was still destroyed, and as nice as the crew had made up the warehouse they were staying in, Kathy still needed to get out sometimes. Have her own space that she could control. And while she had Dite's, sometimes she just didn't want that space to be filled with silicon dicks and dirty-themed candy.

So, today she was cleaning out the one other place she could sort of lay a claim to: Barry's old warehouse. It would serve as another bolt hole hideout place to stay if she needed it. And a place for Dante to dye her hair tomorrow. And just a good space to have in general.

But it needed a good cleaning; years of neglect followed by her own tantrum after Fandon's singing day had left it in shambles. So, earbuds in and music playing from her phone--no, seriously, where had her ipod gone?!--she was putting in a couple of hours trying to get this place into some kind of shape. A couple of duffel bags were tossed in a corner; a quick run out to the mainland had given her plenty supplies to stash around when she was done.

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"This is probably one of those ideas that we laugh about but never end up doing," Kathy said, discarding the idea. It didn't matter how amused she was by the idea, if Raven didn't like it, they weren't doing it. Kathy knew her judgment track record was fairly bad, after all.

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"It's more fun to just make up how they'll respond anyway," Raven decided. "Then we can pretend we're gods who can make people react however we want."

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Kathy laughed at that again, reaching out to tweak one of the purple streaks.

"So, all right do you think they'd respond. You think you could fool 'em?"

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Raven pretended to think that one over. "I could probably convince them I'm you with a head injury. Or, ooo, a gremlin bite!"

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"Oh god, do I even wanna know? No, wait, I do." Kathy clapped her hands. "C'mon, lemme see your Kathy impression."

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"Kathy with a head injury?" Raven asked. "Or Kathy with a gremlin bite?"

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"Yes," Kathy said. "Either. Whichever? Ummm...gremlin bite."