Kitty slipped through the pass through door of her Studio, shutting it behind her with a clang.  She leaned against it and blew out the breath she was holding.<em>Safe.</em>She smiled to herself and leaned her portfolio and bag by the door and walked to survey her studio and home.  She spun about on her heels, arms wide.  "I'm home!"  Her voice sang out, nearly echoing.  She walked over to the living portion of her home and fell back on a divan of white suede and stared up into the crossbeams.<br/><br/>Well, she was going to have to face Aline at some point, sure, but for now, she was going to enjoy the comfort of her place.  At least while she waited for Andrew to come and visit her.  That should be pleasant enough.  He was certainly nice to look at but business first.  She sighed and hopped off the divan and grabbed her camera bag.  She walked over to the table st up for discussing the frames and took out each camera for inspection.  She hated the way security manhandled her crap.  Her crap.  She began to hum and turned on the computer so she could upload the digitals.  later tonight she would go relax in the darkroom.  She still had a thing for the old fashioned way of photography.  Something about being in the redlit room amongst the chemicals that made her feel as if she was truly creating something.<br/><br/>When the computer whirred to life, she began downloading memory drives into it, looking at the ones that inspired her the most.  She paused and stared at one she had taken of a Kinbaku Master, tying a woman in her kimono, using bamboo.  She let her mind drift to that place that gave her inspiration.