Room 528, Thursday Morning

[icecoldfrost]

After her spa trip the other day, Emma had come home to find a large envelope with her name on it, and Hank's clumsy printing on the outside.

Now she sat at her desk, considering the contents and accompanying note with an evil little grin on her face.

party is monday. send this back to me fast so it can go where its supposed to go. bee careful. -- H

"Hank, I love you," she breathed, turning over the invitation to Ben Nishimura's charity gala in her hands. The man had proved infinitely profitable once before, with what she had gleaned from him at Cumberland's birthday party, and this definately held promise. "For this, I might just kiss you."

Humming happily, she skipped over to her closet, pulling out a small box filled with stationary supplies and setting to work.

Practice the lettering, first. Then match the paper and inks properly. By the time of the party, Emma was going to have an absolutely perfect match, and no one would ever know it was fake.


[Open door and open post! That Emma got a package is totally FB, the any mentions that she's a total delinquent and is committing forgery is NFB.]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla leveled a look at Emma. *I will have you know, that sentence was insane even by my standards.* She rested her head on her paws. *I don't wanna be a kitty,* she sulked. Then perked up slightly as she thought of something. *At least my claws are nice and sharp. Who do you think I can get away with swatting while I'm like this?*

It should also be noted that Karla was not purring at the ear scratches. It was growling friendly-like.

[icecoldfrost]

"Everyone. Just don't let them know you're still you inside," Emma replied cheerfully. "Let them think you've been turned into a cat, not that you're you-as-a-cat, and see how much you can get away with."

[glacial_queen]

Karla still had a wicked grin as an Arcerian cat. It just had more teeth. *And this is why we're friends,* she sent smugly. Cats were good at smug. *You'll just have to practice not laughing at people. Especially since I'll probably keep a running dialogue in your head.*

Though, if Emma ever wanted to tune Karla out, she did have a lovely pair of earrings.

[icecoldfrost]

< I'll be good, > Emma promised, schooling her face to calm disinterest. < Did you still want to do our movies, then, or spend the weekend terrorizing people and filling me in on the good gossip? >

< Or both. I suppose we don't have to pick. >