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[sparklescratch]

In contrast to her sister's, Kaat's entrance is marked by the clicking of boot heels. They're stilettos, intimidating, lacing up to the knee where fishnet takes over. The fishnets, in their turn, end at the thigh, just below the hem of a black skirt. Above the skirt, a black leather corset.

"Now, we went over the checklist last time," she's saying

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[overallgoof]

Laari spots her from across the room and snickers. "Haven't I told you it's bad to bring your work home with you?" She glances around. "Not that this is actually home..."

[sparklescratch]

Kaat gives her a Look, but even though she's dressed for work, it's ineffective as far as intimidation goes. "Hush, you. Where the hell am I and why isn't it the dungeon?"

[overallgoof]

"I don't know. I was on my way to the school. Thought this was your doing." And no, the Look has absolutely no effect on her, if the calm smile is any indication.

[sparklescratch]

She rolls her eyes. "Figures you'd blame me. How are the little terrors doing, anyway?"

[lipslikewine]

*simply looks faintly amused* Oh, there are more awkward things that could've happened.

[sparklescratch]

Want to give me an example? Might make me feel better about accidentally ditching my appointment.

[lipslikewine]

That would be telling. At least you aren't entirely naked, though?

[sparklescratch]

I came from work. Naked's not part of my job description. *grins* I'm Kaat.

[payinginnaivete]

Aspasia's first reaction is to laugh and cross her arms over her chest. "No established red word?"

[sparklescratch]

"We use a basic stoplight system at Mistress Mary's. Red for stop, yellow to take it easy or pause momentarily, green for 'oh god please yes don't stop.'" She pauses, smiles as if a fortunate thought has just struck her. "Good thing I didn't have him tied up yet. Abandonment's one of Mr. Jacobs' absolute 'no's, and somehow I doubt I'm going to be getting back soon."

[payinginnaivete]

"Thank the gods for small mercies and your dominatrix for bigger ones." She pulls her hair back into its messy ponytail and collapses inelegantly into a seat, rubbing her bare feet into the carpet. "I could never do work like that. It takes too much energy."

[sparklescratch]

Kaat shrugs. "It can be exhausting -- a good caning will wear your arm out -- but I like it. As long as I'm creative about it things don't get boring, and I'm getting paid £200 an hour to hit people with stuff."

[waragainstfaith]

Dio doesn't entirely manage to stifle the quiet snort of laughter; his crooked grin is almost completely automatic, an instinctive reaction to someone new. "Hi. Lost your way?"

[sparklescratch]

"Juuust a little. Also my client." She offers a hand to shake. "I'm Kaat."

[waragainstfaith]

He shakes her hand, of course, firmly, and presses a kiss to the back of it (it's habit) before releasing it. "Pleased to meet you, I think. Diomedes Hades."

[sparklescratch]

Kaat is mildly surprised by the handkiss, considering that the only people who usually do that are her clients (and only if she orders them to,) but smiles. "Nice to meet you. So, since it looks like I'll be sticking around a while, how do the locals waste their time around here?"

[teh_littlest_tc]

There's a loud squeal from somewhere behind her, right before she gets tackled by what appears to just be a flurry of bright colors. "YOU! YOU'RE HERE!"

[sparklescratch]

Kaat squeaks and very nearly falls over. "Lena!" She steadies herself carefully and gives Lena a hug. "Please don't jump on me when I'm in the boots, luv, you'll break my neck, and I don't fancy dying even if I do so feeling loved."

[teh_littlest_tc]

She has mastered the long-suffering sigh, thanks to her Aunt Maureen. "Yeah, yeah." Immediately she goes right back to cheerful and bouncy. "But look at you! You're here! And... here! Is Laari around too, then?"

[sparklescratch]

"Yes. Dressed like her students, as usual. How've you been?"