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It was never wise to underestimate the destruction even the smallest of beasts could inflict. Perched atop her bed, she watched Loki frolic--swinging from curtain to curtain, shredding lace, knocking off knick-knacks with his small but 'uncoordinated' limbs. Typical kitten mischief. Getting a dose of catnip sprinkled on him should have come as a relief to her roommate, except for the fact he was now dragging himself across the floor to coat himself in it while Valkyrie watched, lazily swatting him with a tassel he'd managed to dislodge.

"Doesn't get boring, does it?"

When the polite knock came at her door, Valkyrie was there waiting beside it to open it in short order.

"You came." She gave him a thin smile and a little cock of the head--the subject of her ire fretting about in the background, popping in and out of view. Every reverberating phrase was like chicken scratch on the inside of Valkyrie's head. It did not cut deep but it was incessant. Valkyrie rolled up the sleeves of her loose sweater and stepped to the side to allow her guest entrance to a one-ghost-woman choir of grumbling at the male presence.

"This is a friend of mine. He'll be joining us for the afternoon." Valkyrie's announcement fell on indignant, incorporeal ears but she announced it purely out of spite.