#kc_necropolis

It was a very pleasant afternoon of intel gathering, but all things must come to an end, and soon Robert has been requested to chauffeur her back home.

She returns...

and sees a pissed off Brandi "Where's my car?"

"Por que?" Innocent blink blink blink! "I brought victuals." Showing off the bag of popcorn!

Brandi pops the underside of the bag, sending the popcorn, the precious popcorn flying. SOME folks are ingrateful "The jag is mine and you took it. What are you, the furriest piskey?"

A cry of dismay. "My VICTUALS!" Watching as the golden corn cascades onto the floor.

"I do not have thy conveyance. Search me if you must!" Arms flung akimbo. "Shall I have hidden it betwixt my cheeks? Therein lie my current feelings to thee, so rude!"

"Where did you leave it?" SHe says in a huff

Carola crouches, trying to decide if she can recover any of the popcorn. "At the tennis arena. By the way, do you know you missed a class?" Innocent, helpful.

"Damn it" She curses "I knew I forgot something."

Carola is carefully picking up the popcorn, and holding the bottom of the bag to prevent another dump.

Brandi may as well not be there

"Well I have to gget a car now. Now I have to figure out what an UBER Is"

"Twenty two... twenty three... twenty four..." Plunk, plunk, plunk.

Murmur watches Brandi go out then whispers "why are you crawling for that?"

"Oh, look! This is the best. I was going to eat it myself, but then I thought, who would enjoy this even more if it was dusty?" Offering the somewhat disheveled popcorn to her 'sister'. "Mind the bottom of the bag."

"You have upset Brandi. There is a vehicle you already had the keys to, you know? our family being wealthy and all. " A beat "I think it's the hot pink one."

She takes the popcorn

"She started it." Carola complains. "This morning, she comes stomping in, demanding that I not touch that which is hers, acting like a puffed up Tomcat who rules the alley..."

Was it precisely like that? Carola certainly remembers it that way.

"After all, why should we not share, if we are to be family? I simply wanted to remind her of such."

"Mmm my room becomes yours, now her car. I hope you like whoever Eryssa takes as a regular lover" Wry

"Perish the thought, I have one that is perfectly well trained already. He composed a sonnet to me this very day."

Murmur says "Handy that I suppose" She feeds the chimerical spider that is on her shoulder "You're sure you like this, Humourdwell? Popcorn and spiders? I must be the first sluagh to have thought of this"

"Hast thou a paramour, sister-mine? Or does Humourdwell spin you to sleep on silken threads all alonesome?"

she blushes "my affairs are just that"

Carola smiles. "I shan't steal thy lover, after all, I already have your room. Unless he's hiding under the bed? Then he is part of the room, and I lay claim as well. Shall we go look now, see if there is a handsome boogie-man under the mattress?"

"He is not hiding under the bed. "She says "However, the house keeper will be here soon and we are discussing if we should enthrall her. ALas, an enchantment will not hold for long as this is no hold"

"Perhaps we should have stayed where we arrived. There was the most delightful jungle hidden in the storage closet, once you got past the brooms..."

"TEmpting and we can visit, by that right of haven thing, but this place is not unpleasant and there are spells and means. It's a blur, do you have magics that will help you entrhall one?"

She counts her fingers, considering. "Mmmm...... nope!"

"IF brandi gets back in time, we may use Aphrodesia"

"Is she so needful of a partner that she must hunt amongst the help?" Carola teases.

"Perhaps we just let them do their work, and treat them as invisible. That is what I seem to remember doing in the past, at any rate. Why interact needlessly?"

"Our nature is to play I suppose, each in her own way, but you have a point. Maybe caution is best.. but still won't she realize we are not the same? SOME measure of control beyond wages might be good?"

"A collar?"

"Oh, with a bell on it!"

"No I thin kthat's what Brandi will have YOU wear"

"Certainly, a fine idea.... until the mice ask, 'But WHO shall bell the cat?"

"Butterball will, of course" Murmur says "Tis always the one you least expect"

"Pfffft- hahahaha!" She laughs merrily. "Perhaps I shall morph Sir Butter of Ball into man-shape to keep Brandi company at night. Magic will return to him what the untommed cat lacks."

EYES very wide

Carola shrugs, grinning. "I wouldn't do that, no. Sir Tom and I have an understanding. I would not make it 'weird' when he sleeps upon my back."

"I am the only pure one among us" A sigh "Where are victorian sensibilities?"

"Show us those sexy ankles - mrow!"

She rolls her eyes and walks off

"Ba-dum, ba-dum, badum..." a sexy soundtrack to her steps.

One can perhaps only barely hear the hiss

A laugh, and she heads off for a nap. Well earned!

(End Scene for now)