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Karen Page RP Blog - based on MCU - Mun is 18+

[karenpage-journalist]

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Name: Karen Page

Current location: Hell's Kitchen, NYC

Current occupations: -freelance journalist for the New York Bulletin -private investigator for Nelson, Murdock & Page (@foggy-nelson-real and @verygoodlawyer) -occasional New York vigilante

Abilities: -average human strength and endurance -self-defense and hand-to-hand combat training, expert-level accuracy with firearms, due to past HYDRA programming -mid-level Electrokinesis (electricity manipulation)

Relationship Status: -committed poly triad - Frank Castle (@frank-david-castle) and Foggy Nelson (@thegoodavocado) (tagged as #terzetto) -They're a Thing(tm) - Wade Wilson (@d-adpool) -ex-girlfriend - Francis Castle (@bigbad-punisher) -very unrequited crush - Charlotte Castle (@blackcatirl)

Timeline Table of Contents (Under Construction)

Me being an OCD kinda person, it was driving me crazy not having a place to access all my RP threads in order, so I'm making a TOC for all the important stuff that's happened on this blog.

List Order: Earliest (top) to Most Recent (bottom)

Note: Only completed threads are listed. Link goes to the last post of each thread, so the thread can be read in full.

Note2: Silly, fun and short stuff is in black (includes anon asks). Longer and/or plot-relevant RP's are in purple.

-May 2025 - July 2025 -August 2025 - present (coming soon)

RP Info: -Mun is open to DM's for questions and plotting, and welcomes surprise anon asks! -Multiple versions of characters are welcome to interact -Multiverse rules apply (Tumblr is accepted as a nexus where Marvel universes intersect - Karen is aware of this and has met different iterations of the same person multiple times) -Blog is SFW and has canon-typical levels of violence and angst

[karenpage-journalist]

Have you talked to MJ? Have you talked to Wade???

No ... not yet.

I need to make sure MJ's okay. And Wade ... I don't know about Wade.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I... Yeah.

When I was brought back.. I couldn't stay.

[karenpage-journalist]

*The blood drains from her face, leaving her looking like a white doll.*

I ... You .... *Takes a deep breath* But now you're ... better?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I might as well be.

I still have some... Moments. But I'm okay Kare.

[karenpage-journalist]

*presses her bloodless lips together and turns her head away*

...No thanks to me.

[theyneedtobepunished]

What do you mean...?

*he moves his hands to cup her face, forcing her to look at him*

[karenpage-journalist]

*She closes her eyes briefly, then takes a breath. She tips her chin up, squares her shoulders, and looks him in the eyes.*

Frank. I ... I was the one who brought you back. *Her lips tremble but she presses on, her voice low and husky with emotion.* I made a deal. There wasn't anything else I could do.

I couldn't ... I couldn't live without you.

[theyneedtobepunished]

*Franks hands still for a moment.*

You made a deal?

[karenpage-journalist]

*nods stiffly* I did.

There was someone here, sometimes. I -- we thought it was you. Then you would vanish. But there was always something off about him...

*looks down* Then you were gone for so long ... I didn't think you were coming back.

[theyneedtobepunished]

KarenKarenKaren-

What did you exchange.

[karenpage-journalist]

*winces* Ah ... me, Frank. They said they would bring you back if they could have my soul.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I... Yeah.

When I was brought back.. I couldn't stay.

[karenpage-journalist]

*The blood drains from her face, leaving her looking like a white doll.*

I ... You .... *Takes a deep breath* But now you're ... better?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I might as well be.

I still have some... Moments. But I'm okay Kare.

[karenpage-journalist]

*presses her bloodless lips together and turns her head away*

...No thanks to me.

[theyneedtobepunished]

What do you mean...?

*he moves his hands to cup her face, forcing her to look at him*

[karenpage-journalist]

*She closes her eyes briefly, then takes a breath. She tips her chin up, squares her shoulders, and looks him in the eyes.*

Frank. I ... I was the one who brought you back. *Her lips tremble but she presses on, her voice low and husky with emotion.* I made a deal. There wasn't anything else I could do.

I couldn't ... I couldn't live without you.

[theyneedtobepunished]

*Franks hands still for a moment.*

You made a deal?

[karenpage-journalist]

*nods stiffly* I did.

There was someone here, sometimes. I -- we thought it was you. Then you would vanish. But there was always something off about him...

*looks down* Then you were gone for so long ... I didn't think you were coming back.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I... Yeah.

When I was brought back.. I couldn't stay.

[karenpage-journalist]

*The blood drains from her face, leaving her looking like a white doll.*

I ... You .... *Takes a deep breath* But now you're ... better?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I might as well be.

I still have some... Moments. But I'm okay Kare.

[karenpage-journalist]

*presses her bloodless lips together and turns her head away*

...No thanks to me.

[theyneedtobepunished]

What do you mean...?

*he moves his hands to cup her face, forcing her to look at him*

[karenpage-journalist]

*She closes her eyes briefly, then takes a breath. She tips her chin up, squares her shoulders, and looks him in the eyes.*

Frank. I ... I was the one who brought you back. *Her lips tremble but she presses on, her voice low and husky with emotion.* I made a deal. There wasn't anything else I could do.

I couldn't ... I couldn't live without you.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I... Yeah.

When I was brought back.. I couldn't stay.

[karenpage-journalist]

*The blood drains from her face, leaving her looking like a white doll.*

I ... You .... *Takes a deep breath* But now you're ... better?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I might as well be.

I still have some... Moments. But I'm okay Kare.

[karenpage-journalist]

*presses her bloodless lips together and turns her head away*

...No thanks to me.

[karenpage-journalist]

You know Frank is constantly leaving you, but you know who always comes back ?? 👀

Nothing lasts, anon. Someday... they won't come back.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I... Yeah.

When I was brought back.. I couldn't stay.

[karenpage-journalist]

*The blood drains from her face, leaving her looking like a white doll.*

I ... You .... *Takes a deep breath* But now you're ... better?

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[theyneedtobepunished]

I wasn't myself, Karen.

I came back wrong. Dangerous.

[karenpage-journalist]

Came back...? What do you m--? *Eyes widen in shock* ....C-came back from.... You mean, after Muse...?

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[theyneedtobepunished]

It would have been better if I was

Trust me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*frowns* What does that mean?

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[theyneedtobepunished]

I couldn't be here, Kare...

I'm sorry...

[karenpage-journalist]

You couldn't be here!? You couldn't send word? Frank we thought you were dead!

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[theyneedtobepunished]

You're.. you again.

Karen, what happened to you?

What was that?

[karenpage-journalist]

That was Dex. He broke into my apartment and stuck me with something. I couldn't think straight. I just wanted to ... It doesn't matter. Peter got me the antidote. Thank god.

*looks hesitant, then leans close against his shoulder* You're back...

*suddenly smacks his shoulder* Where the hell have you been!?!

[karenpage-journalist]

Hey Kare...

@theyneedtobepunished

!!! F-Frank...?

[itsnotmicro]

David, are they bothering you?

@karenpage-journalist

It's okay but thank you

[karenpage-journalist]

All right. I'm around if you need me.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hi, Miss Page.

@blackcatirl

*looks up, eyes go wide* Char?

[blackcatirl]

That would be me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*swallows* How ... how are you? How's, uh, Brooklyn?

[blackcatirl]

Eh as good as I’m gunna get I suppose, enjoying my time back in town for now.

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh? Are you staying nearby?

[blackcatirl]

Oh no, I’m just in town for a job

[karenpage-journalist]

.....what sort of job?

[blackcatirl]

I’ll give you one guess.

[karenpage-journalist]

... *Looks away* .... *Suddenly bursts into tears*

[blackcatirl]

Oh uhm, I’m sorry??

[karenpage-journalist]

*shakes her head, one hand over her eyes, shoulders shaking* N-no, sorry, sorry. ...I just ... I've b-been through a lot lately a-and you... You're always ... *Sniffs* You.

[blackcatirl]

What do you mean by that?

[karenpage-journalist]

*rubs her forehead* I-I was so ... so angry. At everything. Everyone. I wanted to k ... to ki ... *Swallows* How do you... How do you move on from that? How do you keep going, when that's inside you?

[blackcatirl]

You accept it. I know I’m not going to change, I know she’s always going to be here, I know I’m nothing more than a thief.

You learn to understand yourself, and be honest about it.

[karenpage-journalist]

*winces* .... I'd rather throw myself off the roof.

[blackcatirl]

Well you’re not me, so I don’t think you’ll have to. You’re not really bad, at least I don’t think you mean to be.

[karenpage-journalist]

*wipes her eyes* I don't think you mean to be either, Char.

[blackcatirl]

No, I do. I’m a grown woman with full control of her mouth and actions.

[karenpage-journalist]

*chuckles weakly* You have great control of both of those things from what I've seen.

...God I don't know what to say to MJ. Apologizing seems stupid. 'Sorry I attacked you and your unborn kids, I was really mad so I wasn't thinking straight.' What a crock.

[blackcatirl]

Well, how about we worry about that later? I kinda wanted to talk with you.

[karenpage-journalist]

*eyes get big* Y-you do?

[blackcatirl]

Yeah I wanted to apologize.

[karenpage-journalist]

*blink* Apologize? Oh... *Touches her face where the Black Cat's claws sank in* ....what triggered you?

[blackcatirl]

Not the point. Is your face okay?

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh yeah. Everything healed up. I ... I'm glad I didn't hurt you when ... *swallows* When the HYDRA programming took over.

[blackcatirl]

Well I’m sorry about everything I’ve done to you. I was an idiot.

[karenpage-journalist]

Ohh? What ... do you mean in particular?

[blackcatirl]

Like everything??

[karenpage-journalist]

*sighs* Everything is a lot.

*weak smile* I talk about you to my therapist a lot, you know. About how ... how I want you to see yourself the way I see you. How I want you to do all the good I know you could do.

...She tells me I have my head up my ass. *Chuckle* She's like that.

[blackcatirl]

I don’t see what you see in me. But I guess I’m glad I do.

[karenpage-journalist]

Heh. Maybe someday you will.

So... when are you going back?

[blackcatirl]

Ehh I’m not for sure. *she shrugs*

[karenpage-journalist]

So I might see you around for a while?

[blackcatirl]

If you want.

[karenpage-journalist]

*smiles* Yeah, I do.

[blackcatirl]

Then yeah, maybe try to keep it a secret from others though.

[karenpage-journalist]

I'll keep it low-key. But Charlotte, it wasn't your fault. I did research on this whole DID ... thing. You don't even have memory of things she did, right? You can't be blamed for things you don't even remember.

[blackcatirl]

Yeah it’s all blank. But I’ve still done a lot of shit, and I don’t exactly wanna be see by some people.

[karenpage-journalist]

*nods* I got it. Then, I'll see you around, I hope. Thank you for finding me. I ... I needed this closure.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hi, Miss Page.

@blackcatirl

*looks up, eyes go wide* Char?

[blackcatirl]

That would be me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*swallows* How ... how are you? How's, uh, Brooklyn?

[blackcatirl]

Eh as good as I’m gunna get I suppose, enjoying my time back in town for now.

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh? Are you staying nearby?

[blackcatirl]

Oh no, I’m just in town for a job

[karenpage-journalist]

.....what sort of job?

[blackcatirl]

I’ll give you one guess.

[karenpage-journalist]

... *Looks away* .... *Suddenly bursts into tears*

[blackcatirl]

Oh uhm, I’m sorry??

[karenpage-journalist]

*shakes her head, one hand over her eyes, shoulders shaking* N-no, sorry, sorry. ...I just ... I've b-been through a lot lately a-and you... You're always ... *Sniffs* You.

[blackcatirl]

What do you mean by that?

[karenpage-journalist]

*rubs her forehead* I-I was so ... so angry. At everything. Everyone. I wanted to k ... to ki ... *Swallows* How do you... How do you move on from that? How do you keep going, when that's inside you?

[blackcatirl]

You accept it. I know I’m not going to change, I know she’s always going to be here, I know I’m nothing more than a thief.

You learn to understand yourself, and be honest about it.

[karenpage-journalist]

*winces* .... I'd rather throw myself off the roof.

[blackcatirl]

Well you’re not me, so I don’t think you’ll have to. You’re not really bad, at least I don’t think you mean to be.

[karenpage-journalist]

*wipes her eyes* I don't think you mean to be either, Char.

[blackcatirl]

No, I do. I’m a grown woman with full control of her mouth and actions.

[karenpage-journalist]

*chuckles weakly* You have great control of both of those things from what I've seen.

...God I don't know what to say to MJ. Apologizing seems stupid. 'Sorry I attacked you and your unborn kids, I was really mad so I wasn't thinking straight.' What a crock.

[blackcatirl]

Well, how about we worry about that later? I kinda wanted to talk with you.

[karenpage-journalist]

*eyes get big* Y-you do?

[blackcatirl]

Yeah I wanted to apologize.

[karenpage-journalist]

*blink* Apologize? Oh... *Touches her face where the Black Cat's claws sank in* ....what triggered you?

[blackcatirl]

Not the point. Is your face okay?

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh yeah. Everything healed up. I ... I'm glad I didn't hurt you when ... *swallows* When the HYDRA programming took over.

[blackcatirl]

Well I’m sorry about everything I’ve done to you. I was an idiot.

[karenpage-journalist]

Ohh? What ... do you mean in particular?

[blackcatirl]

Like everything??

[karenpage-journalist]

*sighs* Everything is a lot.

*weak smile* I talk about you to my therapist a lot, you know. About how ... how I want you to see yourself the way I see you. How I want you to do all the good I know you could do.

...She tells me I have my head up my ass. *Chuckle* She's like that.

[blackcatirl]

I don’t see what you see in me. But I guess I’m glad I do.

[karenpage-journalist]

Heh. Maybe someday you will.

So... when are you going back?

[blackcatirl]

Ehh I’m not for sure. *she shrugs*

[karenpage-journalist]

So I might see you around for a while?

[blackcatirl]

If you want.

[karenpage-journalist]

*smiles* Yeah, I do.

[blackcatirl]

Then yeah, maybe try to keep it a secret from others though.

[karenpage-journalist]

I'll keep it low-key. But Charlotte, it wasn't your fault. I did research on this whole DID ... thing. You don't even have memory of things she did, right? You can't be blamed for things you don't even remember.

[karenpage-journalist]

Hi, Miss Page.

@blackcatirl

*looks up, eyes go wide* Char?

[blackcatirl]

That would be me.

[karenpage-journalist]

*swallows* How ... how are you? How's, uh, Brooklyn?

[blackcatirl]

Eh as good as I’m gunna get I suppose, enjoying my time back in town for now.

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh? Are you staying nearby?

[blackcatirl]

Oh no, I’m just in town for a job

[karenpage-journalist]

.....what sort of job?

[blackcatirl]

I’ll give you one guess.

[karenpage-journalist]

... *Looks away* .... *Suddenly bursts into tears*

[blackcatirl]

Oh uhm, I’m sorry??

[karenpage-journalist]

*shakes her head, one hand over her eyes, shoulders shaking* N-no, sorry, sorry. ...I just ... I've b-been through a lot lately a-and you... You're always ... *Sniffs* You.

[blackcatirl]

What do you mean by that?

[karenpage-journalist]

*rubs her forehead* I-I was so ... so angry. At everything. Everyone. I wanted to k ... to ki ... *Swallows* How do you... How do you move on from that? How do you keep going, when that's inside you?

[blackcatirl]

You accept it. I know I’m not going to change, I know she’s always going to be here, I know I’m nothing more than a thief.

You learn to understand yourself, and be honest about it.

[karenpage-journalist]

*winces* .... I'd rather throw myself off the roof.

[blackcatirl]

Well you’re not me, so I don’t think you’ll have to. You’re not really bad, at least I don’t think you mean to be.

[karenpage-journalist]

*wipes her eyes* I don't think you mean to be either, Char.

[blackcatirl]

No, I do. I’m a grown woman with full control of her mouth and actions.

[karenpage-journalist]

*chuckles weakly* You have great control of both of those things from what I've seen.

...God I don't know what to say to MJ. Apologizing seems stupid. 'Sorry I attacked you and your unborn kids, I was really mad so I wasn't thinking straight.' What a crock.

[blackcatirl]

Well, how about we worry about that later? I kinda wanted to talk with you.

[karenpage-journalist]

*eyes get big* Y-you do?

[blackcatirl]

Yeah I wanted to apologize.

[karenpage-journalist]

*blink* Apologize? Oh... *Touches her face where the Black Cat's claws sank in* ....what triggered you?

[blackcatirl]

Not the point. Is your face okay?

[karenpage-journalist]

Oh yeah. Everything healed up. I ... I'm glad I didn't hurt you when ... *swallows* When the HYDRA programming took over.

[blackcatirl]

Well I’m sorry about everything I’ve done to you. I was an idiot.

[karenpage-journalist]

Ohh? What ... do you mean in particular?

[blackcatirl]

Like everything??

[karenpage-journalist]

*sighs* Everything is a lot.

*weak smile* I talk about you to my therapist a lot, you know. About how ... how I want you to see yourself the way I see you. How I want you to do all the good I know you could do.

...She tells me I have my head up my ass. *Chuckle* She's like that.

[blackcatirl]

I don’t see what you see in me. But I guess I’m glad I do.

[karenpage-journalist]

Heh. Maybe someday you will.

So... when are you going back?

[blackcatirl]

Ehh I’m not for sure. *she shrugs*

[karenpage-journalist]

So I might see you around for a while?

[blackcatirl]

If you want.

[karenpage-journalist]

*smiles* Yeah, I do.