Emma's Corner of the Universe, Bed-Stuy, NYC. [Thursday Afternoon]

[icecoldfrost]

"~Portfoilo diversification is fun for me and maybe-fun for you but mostly fun for me~" Emma sang under her breath as she worked on her tablet, curled up on her futon. The best part about starting/owning your own company? If you wanted to work from bed in your pjs, YOU COULD. "Oooo...shiny. MineHad she just bought a nightclub in the area that

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[brat_inslayage]

Do you one better, Kennedy texted back. Not only do you get me, you get half a dozen girls with super strength, and maybe the witchy gf if she doesn't get called to help put out a world-ending fire somewhere.

Half a second later:

The kids'd be on the clock, though, so no booze for them. No, seriously. They're on payroll.

[icecoldfrost]

At long last, I tempt you from your tropical abode! We must shop! No, really, I have no furniture besides my futon and a few tables. We _must_ shop. Quality pieces, must withstand basic super-strength. Kennedy would totally understand why; the place was going to house a mutant and a werewolf.

As to your charges, I have a very large upstairs bedroom that they can all claim and have a giant Slayer-y slumber-party so long as my homeowners' insurance doesn't need to be called, Emma fired off, --and they can have ridiculously expensive chocolates instead. Or is that a bribe since they're already on payroll?

[brat_inslayage]

Oh, the furniture thing. I know how that goes. Give me a few, I can get you a list of suggestions. Replacing things got old real fast after the first couple of batches of newbies. So yes, Kennedy definitely understood.

And let's just call the chocolate a bonus. I'm the boss, I can say so.

Settle down, Kennedy, you're just getting this enterprise started.

[icecoldfrost]

Wait, you're the boss? Since when? And since when do Slayers get paid? Emma teased over text. I didn't realize you got to travel with an entourage.

[brat_inslayage]

Long story.

Was that going to stop her from telling it over text? No.

Funny-but-not-really thing, not all of the girls who got the shiny Slayer-powers upgrade are into the whole demon-stabby, weekly-apocalypse kind of lifestyle. Catch being? Our spell didn't exactly give them a choice. It's just kinda hard to go back to being, you know, normal when you can bench press a bulldozer.

She must have stopped to hit send there and give her thumbs a brief rest, but then went on.

So, our fault, nobody else really wants to do anything about it, cue me calling up my lawyer about starting a business. We stuck them with the super strength, might as well find a way to let 'em make a living with it, right?

[icecoldfrost]

I love you you are my favorite did I mention I just started my own business and took it public? Emma, stop being a nerd. A lot of the work I do with the Club is writing policy, creating patents, and wooing companies and politicians, with the hope of having the groundwork in place when mutants can finally go public so that they can make a living on their mutation IF they want.

Emma's turn to shake out her fingers before she started typing again. I miiiight have just bought a school with the goal of having mutant students and training them in their powers, alongside human students for academics. Think any of your girls would be interested on coming on board, either as students or staff? Anyone who wanted to be a teacher pre-Slayer-upgrade, I would be happy to include paid undergraduate tuition so they could get licensed...

Hell, I could probably get some of them jobs at the Club as security, if they aren't squeamish about sex. Come over, bring your crew and your paperwork, and let's talk nerdy about how we make your business

[brat_inslayage]

I knew there were other reasons I liked you. I can think of at least one or two where that teacher thing would be right up their alley. Yes, Kennedy was grinning as she typed, even if she stubbornly refused to use emoji. Most of what we've been doing so far is private security gigs but I'm all about giving them more options. A couple of the older girls might be up for that job. I'll check with them.

There was totally going to be nerdy business talk. Just in a high-class sophisticated way.

Yeah, yeah, I'm being all adult and responsible. I know. Tell no one. It's weird.

[icecoldfrost]

Just let me know how many you're bringing with you for the moving party, and I'll get them chocolate and us champagne, to drink while we plot world domination. EMMA NO. But I'll tell no one that you're responsible so long as you don't reveal that I have a heart.

[brat_inslayage]

Gonna say four, maybe six tops. Might have to make them fight it out.

Not really. Don't be terrible, Kennedy.

I have to figure out who'd get the most out of the trip and won't just screw around. As for that heart thing? Can't let that get out. Bad for PR, right?

[icecoldfrost]

Have you looked at the floor plan of my house? I can easily fit six, Emma pointed out. Bring the ones that will get the most out of it, then one or two who are prone to screwing around but will probably straighten out once they realize what the world can offer if they apply themselves. I am a strict but fair overlord.

So yes, that heart-bit is bad for PR.

[brat_inslayage]

Good thinking. You know we probably could pull off that world domination thing if we really wanted to. Kennedy. No. Some of them could use a little help understanding they have options that aren't, you know, running off to join the circus. This might be good for them.

Where is this place, anyway? I know, not my NY, but close enough.

[icecoldfrost]

Soho. Hear the sigh in that word, Kennedy. HEAR IT. I sacrificed the more respectable addresses on the East Side for a place with good light, outdoor space, a bathroom to die for, and a good basement that has space to have werewolf containment added.

[brat_inslayage]

Yeah, Kennedy's wince was practically audible even over text message.

Could be worse. All those months packed into Buffy's house like sardines had lent some perspective, apparently. Besides, the neighbors would probably get less weirded out that someone's getting up to funky things on the full moon. I mean, practical considerations. You know.

[icecoldfrost]

Exactly. And potentially having packs of Slayers coming in-and-out at all hours won't raise the suspicion of the neighborhood, she replied. Soho doesn't sleep, but the Upper East Side is always judging.

[brat_inslayage]

Yeah, gotta be honest, I actually don't miss that part much, Kennedy admitted. Can't wait to see the place, anyway.