Seventh Deal

[notagangster]

God help me.

I have a kitten.

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[theredreaper]

Nothing wrong with that.

[theredreaper]

Charming.

Catrina Arthur, hi.

[notagangster]

Nice to meet you, Catrina Arthur. You been around here long?

[theredreaper]

Couple days. You got a name, too?

[notagangster]

Newer'n me, then. Good luck, it's a strange little place.

Not one I usually give out.

[theredreaper]

No, really? This place is insane.

Well, make one up then. I'm not gonna call you Mr Mysterious or Nameless or something like that.

[notagangster]

Wait til you wake up flavored or scared of your own shadow.

Welcome to invent one if you like, love.

[theredreaper]

I think I'll pass, thank you.

I'd rather not. Pick something?

[ ooc; ... he reminds her of her ex o.ô ]

[notagangster]

Sure you'd like that, but the City doesn't work that way, love.

...How 'bout Billy?

[ooc: Uh oh!]

[theredreaper]

Worth a try.

'kay. Nice to meet you, Billy.

[ ooc; ... well, he's British and snarky. If he ever calls her kitten, she'll probably have a breakdown or snap at him or get emo or something. ... well, all of those. ]

[notagangster]

Good luck with it.

Thank you. Welcome to the City, for what it's worth.

[ooc: That's not one he usually uses, although he might call her duck. He's kind of used to women snapping at him, though. XD]

[theredreaper]

Thanks. Figure I'll probably need it.

... Yeah. Thanks again.

[ ooc; Heh, well. She asks people to call her Cat, her ex nicknamed her kitten.

... Duck? How come? ♥ ]

[notagangster]

Believe me, from the things I've heard, you will.

[ooc: It's just one of the pet names he uses, no particular reason. ;)]

[theredreaper]

I'm not looking forward to that.