Catherine
The commute to the apartment was rather quiet as well, Perhaps a few typical questions were gotten out of the way, like went rent is due, the wifi password, if there are any pests, oddities like that. Even through the elevator, things weren't tense, in either way.

"Okay." Suzanne put her hands on the handle, but did not turn it. "Last thing, Before we do ANY of this." Suzy turn to face Fiona with An expression of solemn sincerity.

"You're.. Not a bigot, right?"
Brian
For the first time since she has met Suzy, she directly at her. Her eyes bordering on almost focusing as she squints at her. A look of confusion going across her face as she processed the question. 

"Am I a bigot?" There's a moment of insulted muttering about someone named 'Rule' before she answered "No. I am not a bigot. Last I checked at least." She would make a dismissive gesture towards Suzanne "Whatever it is, I don't really care."
Catherine
With A growing smile, and a slow exhuast of the breath she was holding, Suzy turned the doorknob, and opened up the apartment. Inside was a seemingly normal, clean apartment. Well furnished at least, with a couch, coffee table, and a recliner positioned opposite of a modest TV sitting on an entertainment center, A door next to it was left ajar, with bathroom esq tile, and shower curtains being visable from the door. Several documents sat on the coffee table, spilling from a pair of manila folders. On the walls, there was several posters for some kind of strange media she was into, and pride flags of various identities. The light emitted from the lamps were a soft, warm white glow, but with a fiddling from her phone, Suzy turned them to gentle blue hue.

Walking further inside, past the doorway, and next to the kitchen on the left, was a plain jane mannequin, being used as a combination coat and hat rack at the moment, with a beanie and cardigan drooped over it. The kitchen was clean, fake wooden countertops, an electric stove, and a older looking fridge. The fridge was wide atleast, and had an icemaker- truly the height of luxury. Beyond the kitchen was a sliding door that lead to a small balcony. 

On the far wall, opposite of the door way was two doors, fairly separated by a small laundry hall it wouldn't be hard to assume that those were the two bedrooms, one of them soon to be hers.

"Well!" Suzanne cheerily exclaimed. "Welcome to Casa De Suzy! Cozy right?"
Brian
She seemed not at all surprised as she entered the home. Her eyes didn't scan past the lights in the room and she didn't even react to the flags at all. She would nod her head in a vague approval to Suzy without turning her head towards her. "It's a nice place." She would say rather simply as she began to walk around and get a feel for the place. It was quite nice, she'd admit. Not the place she's use to. 

"Yeah it's good." She'd say again, as she turned to look over Suzanne's shoulder. "Better then the last place I was crashing." If one were to look, the last place she was staying was an apartment that she was not legally renting. Of course, that required someone looking.
Catherine
"Your room is at least lighlt furnished. I was using it as a half storage half guest bedroom sorta deal" Suzy informed her. She any belongings she was carrying on the table and fell aginst the couch. " Unless there is anything else you have to say or ask, feel free, but I'm going to sit down and relax for a minute before I do anything else. No Live TV, but I have a bunch of streaming apps if you're ever interested."

Suzanne kicked her shoes off and let them clatter on the hardwood floor. True to her word, she drew her legs up and grabbed the remote for a little R&R, but before she hit play on anything, she added " And if you need help getting stuffed moved tomorrow, let me know, I have A connection!"
Brian
"I don't have much to carry over." She confessed as she stepped over to the couch and sat on the floor in front of it without comment about it. "My previous living situation was temporary anyway and I didn't have anything important set up. There was some furniture but it was cheap and not worth it." She made a dismissive noise that sounded a little silly with her high pitched voice. 

"I will have a few bags but I can handle them." Her whole life was in bags. Had been for a while. "I'll make sure to drag it over in the morning." She pulled her phone out again and began fiddling with it. If Suzy looked, she was logged into pho.
Catherine
Suzanne tilted her head as she caught A glance at the phone. Maybe it was A bad idea, but the again, she could cover her tracks with her interest in capes. Suzy crossed her legs and selected youtube. It was time to catch up on some video essays. It was then as she clicked on new nightmind video, that she spoke up about it with A bit of a smile 
 "You interest in capes too? I'll admit, when I was a kid I always loved to pretend to be A parahuman- made up my own backstory and everything! Now I just. Write stories in my spare time. When I can." Her smile seemed to fade a bit, thinking back on work. "When.. I can, anyways."
Brian
She didn't turn her head from the phone but she did make a noise of acknowledgement. She waited a few moment as she listened to Suzanne and the video with partial attention. After finishing a message on PHO she would slide her phone into her pocket and look back at her roommate. Her eyes seemed to land on the armrest of the couch. 

"Capes?" She considered it with a huff of breath. "Not particularly. I read up on them from time to time but I never got into them. Not my scene." It was a partial truth. She didn't like capes but that was an experience thing and she only read up on them to figure out who is a problem in the city. "I prefer not to get into the threads about them."
Catherine
'Well, that went better than expected' Suzy thought. She left that conversation where it lie watching the video for a few moments, and pondering about where to go from here. She already informed the building manager, they'd be putting her on the lease later tomorrow as well. Her room is set up to the best of Suzy's ability, poppet made sure of that during the little powe nap she took at fugly's. Speaking of-

Suzy clapped her hands and rubbed them together, pulling her bag of food towards herself from across the coffee table. As it dragged, it pulled along with it the manila folders, letting some documents slip out a bit. Plain white printer paper adorned with orderly inking made it's self apparent to Fiona. The top paper had a title reading **'protection Order against sta-'** Before it was cut off, and the information below partially detailed the court mandated restraining order against A one 'Harriet Sterling'. Suzanne didn't seem to notice it was jutting out, diving head long into the heart attack waiting to happen that was the greasy burger.
Brian
She chose not to comment on it as she looked back to the tv for a moment. She turned back to her phone soon enough and scrolled through her messages. PHO, texts, emails. All of them left unanswered for the large part. Messages to random people. Contact list scrolling by with very few names that make sense. She seemed to be busy.

After a few more minutes she would stand up and dust off her dress. "Thanks. I'll be back later, need to grab my stuff." She would say to Suzy as she began to make her way towards the door. She would stop at the door and hesitate before speaking over her shoulder "I won't be around tonight. If you need me, you know my handle." Unless otherwise stopped, she would leave the apartment.
Catherine
And so she would leave. Suzanne would have already been sure to give her a keycard to come and go as she pleased, And wasn't all that worried. Besides, If anything happened- She was sure princess poppet could take of it. Not tomorrow though. She finished her burger and took a glance at a clock on the wall. It was analog, something about that just satisfied her. The time was close to ten now, and if she wanted to be ready for tomorrow, she'd need to get things ready before the morning. 

When Fiona left, Suzy flicked the video on pause, tossed her grabage into a near by bin in the kitchen, and took off towards her room. She slipped inside the darkness, and with a gentle click, shut and locked the door behind her.

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