Room 218, Wednesday Afternoon

[glacial_witch]

Costume? Check?

Sensible shoes? Check.

Moderately embarrassing undergarments that would help her pull off said costume? Check and double-check.

Karla eyed herself in the mirror, trying not to make a face. She didn't look very supervillain-y. The catsuit was a nice touch, but she wasn't really radiating an aura of menace, like she'd seen on the

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[noearsyet]

George had gotten a voicemail from Karla. He was always ready to give her a kiss, but he wasn't sure if he was supposed to come to her room or wait for her to go to his or ...what she wanted.

But after a while, he decided he might as well go down to her room and knock.

[glacial_witch]

Karla cracked open the door, reaching her arm out to grab onto George's sleeve. "Come in," she hissed. "I'm not going outside my room without a sight shield!"

She was in a leather catsuit. The squirrels were already going to have a field day with that one. She didn't need to accidentally run into Alex Karev or Rose while she was at it.

[noearsyet]

Okay, he was being dragged into her room which, sure, he was totally up for that.

"You're goin' -" which was about where he noticed the catsuit and there was going to be no speaking for a moment.

[glacial_witch]

"On an adventure!" she repeated, eyes sparkling. "So I need a kiss for luck!"

It made sense. Mat had been very clear on the connection between kisses and luck.

"I'm going to burgle the art gallery!"

Say it louder Karla. Maybe the 5th floor hadn't heard you.