::Basil unlocks the door to a very large, very fancy apartment. He shifts aside for Sera to have a look.::

::Sera wanders in and looks around, a light smile appearing on her lips. It's no penthouse, but it's still really, really nice. She turns to look at Basil.::

"Thank you, it's perfect."

"You're most welcome, Sera. We'll arrange everything soon. Here are the keys. If there's anything you need, you let me know."

::Smiling, Basil gives Sera the keys and leaves.::

::Sera pockets the keys and glances around a bit more, her half-hearted smile gradually disappearing. She's been shoving the topic of Jasmine out of her mind since she walked away from the blond on the street, but now, that same blond is all she can think about, along with everything else. Meredith still occupies some of her thoughts - she didn't witness the sorceress' death, but she suspects that that's a good thing.::

(Why the fuck did she have to turn out to be fucking evil? I could've just... stayed with her, and been somewhat okay, and not have had to constantly think about Jas. God. She doesn't believe in love? Is it all supposed to make sense now? Because it doesn't.)

::The brunette is still in a bit of shock; Jasmine opening up like that was downright freaky. She suppresses the instinct to go open the blinds and see if the world is ending, but then rolls her eyes internally and purses her lips.::

(I'll just... stay away from her for now. Yeah. Fuck, why, just... why? Why do I have to be so hopelessly in love with her?)

::She searches her mind; the only suitable response that she can come up with is that she's a complete moron. She had a relationship with someone that now seems to have been all for nothing. Great. Sera mopes into the master bedroom, now seeming to not even notice the extravagance of it, and throws herself onto the bed. She stares up at the ceiling and zones out after a bit, her eyes dry but her emotional state a trainwreck.::

::Sera frowns- well, she had been frowning already, but it deepens.::

(It's not your problem. It's hers.)

::The brunette sighs and gets up, glancing around again. She moseys on into the kitchen and searches the cupboards, an annoyed expression finding itself on her face when she can't find what she wants - alcohol.::

(Damn it. I need to go shopping. Retail therapy... I need a car. Ferrari?)

::She's put off buying another automobile purely for the sake of having lived at the school with those handy, poor sods called whitelighters. But now, why not splurge? Sera makes sure she has her wallet and leaves her apartment, stepping out into the hallway.::

::There's a-knocking on the door, where Georgia stands, trying to find someone who's at home and will give her some sugar. She waits a long while, then moves on again.::

::Sera unlocks the door of her apartment then steps inside, shutting it behind her. She tosses her keys on a random decorative table and folds her arms across her chest, glancing around the place and watching Mouse out of the corner of her eye.::

"So... home."

::Mouse had seen her. She bounds off Sera's shoulder and careens around the room.::

"Jasmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine! I want to say hi and compliment her on her hair. Then she'll let me chew some off for a nest!"

::Sera's mouth sets in a grim line; she shrugs nonchalantly after a moment.::

"You can if you want, but I'm not going with you."

"Okay! But leave your door open."

::Mouse goes to the door and leaps onto the handle in anticipation of Sera letting her out.::

(Fuck. Did I say anything that I shouldn't have that she'll repeat to Jas? I don't think so... god, I hope not.)

"Okay."

::Sera opens the door for Mouse and leaves it open just a crack, not having the best feeling about this.::

::Mouse shoots out to the hallway.::

::Sera might have just rolled her eyes a bit; she sighs and goes over to collapse on the sofa, then half-heartedly turns on the television. The glazed look in her eyes that appears within seconds results from there being nothing substantial on, so she just lies in wait of Mouse coming back.::

::About ten minutes later, Mouse returns with a lock of Jasmine's hair trailing from her mouth. She doesn't shut the door since she can't, and goes to sit on the floor between the TV and Sera and starts pawing through the hair.::

::Sera's too lazy to get up and shut the door. Besides, this isn't CW anymore, so it's semi-safe to leave it open. The brunette glances idly down at Mouse, double-takes, and then stares at the hair.::

"She actually let you have some...?"

"Mhm! But first she threw me at the floor."

::Mouse is busy knitting the strands together.::

::Sera scoffs somewhat, focused on Mouse's work. She's frowning, mais bien sur.::

"Well, that was real nice of her..."

"No, it wasn't! It hurt and she had to get Ozymandias to come and heal me! But it's okay, because then she let me have her hair. It's soft. Mmm-mm!"

::Mouse pauses in her work to nuzzle the hair to her face.::

(Yeah, it is.)

::She swallows. Sera misses Jasmine - a hell of a lot. The brunette returns her gaze back to the television.::

"Well, your nest will be nice and soft, then..."

"Sure will!"

::Mouse glances up and her sharp little eyes seem to focus in the vicinity of Sera's hair.::

"Say..."

::Well, Sera's are focused on the horrific reality show that's currently airing, so she's oblivious.::

"Hm?"

"You know, your hair looks like it would be useful too. It's a good colour, see? Camouflage."

::Mouse nods diplomatically.::

::Sera bites her lip, her gaze now down on Mouse.::

"Well... I don't know..."

"This is life we're talking about! My babies... held warm and protected from horrible animals like eagles thanks to you."

::Sera lets out a long, melodramatic sigh, then concedes with a small grin.::

"Fine, fine. But only a little bit!"

"Yey!"

::Mouse discards Jasmine's hair and runs at Sera like a rabid... squirrel.::

::Freaking out a little bit due to the squirrel's enthusiasm, Sera presses herself back into the couch, keeping a check on her power so Mouse doesn't end up squished flat to the floor.::

"Be gentle, yeah?"

::Mouse lands - thwump - on Sera's shoulder and scrambles up onto her head. She starts collecting strands of hair, like she did to Jasmine, only a little bit more...

Holding the bunch with one paw, she places the other down then chomp bites through the lot at the root.::

::Sera winces at the sound, her eyes partially shut. She doesn't want to see how much the damn squirrel took.::

"You done?"

"Thanks!"

::Jasmine bounds back down to her old patch on the floor and starts weaving Sera and Jasmine's hair together.::

::Sera has to grin when she sees that; she reaches up to her hair and inspects the damage, relieved upon finding it minimal.::

"So, are you hungry, or did that worm fulfill your appetite?"

"Whatcha got? Got nuts? I like a girl with nuts."

::Sera tries to restrain her laughter, but it's hard because Mouse is so oblivious. She gets up, looking towards the kitchen.::

"I might."

::The brunette ambles on in there and searches the cupboards, finding a can of cashews. She pops the lid and heads back on through, setting the nuts on the coffee table, then sprawls back out on the couch.::

"And voila - nuts. Cashews, more specifically."

(I need to go shopping.)

::Mouse drags the hair up onto the table with her, dropping random strands, and pretty much enters the can headfirst. Her hind paws and bushy tail stick out, twitching as she busies herself stuffing her squirrelly yap.::

::Chuffed, Sera stretches out and listens to Mouse stuffing herself. She stares at the ceiling.::

"When you get a chance to talk, well, do you like being a squirrel? I mean, you haven't been anything else, of course... but would you rather be a human, or another animal, if you could?"

::Mouse resurfaces, spilling bits of nut everywhere. She drops down from the can and cleans herself up.::

"Huh? I wasn't listening."

::Sera smiles and doesn't take offense, as she's growing used to Mouse's ways.::

"I asked if you would rather be a human or another animal, rather than a squirrel."

::Mouse spits a glob of nut out in her incredulity.::

"Rather be human!? Are you nuts!?"

::She pauses, then squeaks.::

"Ha! Nuts! Look!"

::She points at the mess in front of her.::

"I said nuts and I'm eating nuts! Nuts! Haha!"

::Sera laughs and sits up, looking over at Mouse with a grin. She doesn't mind the mess the squirrel is making cos her company more than makes up for it.::

"Heh, well would you, say... try it for a day, if you could?"

"I-"

::Mouse goes quiet.::

"I don't know."

::She's never thought about it. The idea seems really strange to her. She likes being who and what she is, but one day with the knowledge she'd turn back...

She picks up the nut and pokes it back into her mouth. Squirrels aren't wastrels.::