[Voice Testing!]

[kittyseline]

A women enters the cabin and immediately finds the kitchen, drinking straight from the carton of milk she found in the fridge. Afterwards, she roams around the lobby and tries out one of the comfy couches

Comments

[damagedhealer]

Beats sleeping outside. Heaven forbid you break one of your precious thirty dollar synthetic nails trying to pitch a tent.

[kittyseline]

[Glares]

Oh, and I suppose you're the big tough man around here.

[damagedhealer]

Me? Oh, no. I'm the frail and feeble cripple. Note the cane? Surprisingly not just an accessory.

[kittyseline]

Then I wouldn't be complaining if I were you. Even out here, I can take care of myself.

[violet_diva]

[Have an Yzma lounging on one of the couches. She spots another "cat woman" entering the inn. She glances ever so slightly in interest.]

Darling, I completely agree. You do not need to be a city girl to realize this place is no good for ladies such as us.

[kittyseline]

Even the city can get on my nerves. That's why I came here, though it could use a make-over.

[violet_diva]

I do always love a manicure, it's always relaxing.

[kittyseline]

Perhaps. I prefer the company of my cat myself, but a manicure could be nice.

[Selina looks at the 'claws' of her suit. She really needs to find a better system where they don't fall off so easily.]

[oath_ofoblivion]

Why are you calling it a dump?

[kittyseline]

Take a look outside kiddo. It's not exactly near a place of civilization.

[oath_ofoblivion]

That doesn't mean it's a dump...

[kittyseline]

It's all about perspective. The jungle I come from is much different than this one.