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WHO: Residents of Residence #005
WHERE: ... Residence #005
WHEN: 5/20 ― 5/23
WHAT: Housemate stuff. Go ahead and throw up your own starters as you like! Mingle! Find cat poop somewhere in a corner! (Wow, gross.)
WARNINGS: Mike is a sad, sad person.

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[boobwindow]

[ Karen pulls the door to her room open and steps out into the hall, cringing at the noise the kid's making for no apparent reason. She trudges forward with a frown, clearly not happy about the ruckus Mathilda's causing. ]

I do! Can you stop that?

[ She hasn't seen this roommate, but she didn't know it was someone even younger than Kristoff. ]

[sensuality]

( ah the owner. while mathilda listens to her and stops with the noise, power girl reminds her of her mother for some strange reason. maybe it was the frown or the blonde hair... )

Do you love your cat?

( she asks, a serious and deadly expression on her face. )

[boobwindow]

[ To which she's met with a very confused look from Karen. ]

Uh, yes, I do. He is my cat, after all.

[ What sort of question is that anyway? ]

[sensuality]

Well good because fortunately for you, I happen to be a cat groomer.

( mathilda glares up at power girl and then holds out her hand. )

I charge pretty cheap really, and cats love me.

[boobwindow]

[ She takes Mathilda' hand, but the frown stays put on her face. ]

Aren't you a bit too young to be a cat groomer?

[sensuality]

I'm eighteen.

( lies. lies )

[boobwindow]

[ She scoffs quietly. ]

You don't look any older than thirteen.

[ Possibly younger. ]

You live here, don't you? I haven't seen you around, but I'm certain of it.

[sensuality]

I have that thing that makes me look young.

( reverse benjamin button effect. maybe?? )

I'll tell you if you hire me.

[boobwindow]

Somehow, I doubt it.

[ Her cat comes poking out of the hallway, but he doesn't pay much attention to either of his owner or Mathilda, carrying on past them into the kitchen where his food bowl is kept. ]

But okay, how long have you been doing this?

[sensuality]

Okay you got me.

( mathilda shrugs and offers karen a soft smile. really can anyone blame mathilda for trying? )

I've been doing it for a while. Maybe a few years, I don't keep track of these things.

( actually this would be her first cat grooming gig. since it was suddenly passed onto her in a little folder.

at the most at least cats seem to like her...and she can give them milk anytime. )

[boobwindow]

[ Karen rolls her eyes, dropping her hands from her hips and walking toward the kitchen. If Mathilda follows, she will get to meet a cat that is currently jumping atop counters he's normally not allowed to be on. Karen makes a shooing motion before he hops off, trailing her for food. ]

And if I wanted my cat's nails trimmed, could you do that? He hates trips to the vet, so I think I'd like to spare him this time.

[sensuality]

( mathilda follows like a little duck following its mother. she stops right behind karen and then smiles up at her; the smile rather smug and teasing. )

Sure I can. I'm great with trimming nails.

( two weeks later and she's going to be walking around with scratches all over her face. )

I charge four bucks an hour.

[boobwindow]

[ Her cat is a bloody demon so it's quite likely.

She matches Mathilda's tone. ]

Only four? That's a steal. [ Not like a girl her age needs a lot of money, so she's alright with the price. ] And you'll do it right in the house?

[sensuality]

Yeah it sure is. Just don't go around telling people, okay?

( mathilda nods. )

Where else? I'll take good care of-

Your cat. Does it have a name?

[boobwindow]

It'll be our secret.

[ And cue her looking down at the cat, reaching for the back of her own neck to rub sheepishly. ]

Not... really. I think I was going to go with Stinky.

[sensuality]

Stinky?

( mathilda laughs at that childishly and then glances at the cat. )

I like it.

[boobwindow]

I wouldn't suggest giving him a bath unless I'm around to help. You know, cats are not fond of water.

[ Especially hers. She bends down to scoop her cat into her arms, also so Mathilda can come and pet him if she likes. ]

So, what's your name, kiddo?

[sensuality]

Yeah I figured. He'd probably screech and wake up all the roommates or something.

( mathilda pets him gently on the side. she was never necessarily fond of cats but she doesn't dislike them either. the only person she knew who loved them was her younger brother-

so remembering him made her a bit saddened but she tried her best to cheer up once more by bending down and giving the cat a small kiss on the ear. he might be dirty but she's a kid and well whatever. )

Mathilda, yours?

[boobwindow]

I'm Karen. You haven't been here long, have you?

[ Nelson didn't leave that long ago and neither did Hooded Justice. It's odd they both just upped and disappeared, but trying to reach Nelson by communicator proved a fruitless endeavor in the end. She knows what it means when the message can't be sent.

The cat dips his head, purring softly. Normally he's wary of strangers, but with Karen holding him, he seem at ease for now.

Karen observes Mathilda studiously, brows knitting close together. ]

Are you feeling okay, Mathilda?