### Karlie Davis

All the fine details of the situation went over Karlie’s head. What mattered is that she had met a kindred spirit, at least in the sense that they both didn’t know where anything was at in Westgate. “Oh, no worries. Maybe we can look together? You for a place to stay, and me for a place to wash my clothes!” If anything she sounded more excited that Lily in the same boat as her. Karlie had hardly met anyone in Black Fall yet and she’d like to think they’d be friends. More so than usual, because she would befriend just about anybody. Unless they worked for the government. A bias based on her past run ins with the law.

“You know…” Karlie trailed off in thought. “I bet the closest motel also has a laundromat, or one nearby.” It did make sense since other people staying in town would need access to one. That made things a little simpler now that they only had to find one place. As a last resort she could pitch in some cash so Lily could stay at one of the nicer and easy to find hotels. Heck, even though they’d barely met she’d sooner offer that she sleep in her van than out in the elements. Despite her appearance Karlie was certain that Lily was a kind soul. The way talked and carried herself clashed with the punk vibe she was giving off. Even then it doubtfully would have changed anything. If Karlie wasn’t so incorruptible, or perhaps just airheaded she might have taken after some of the bad crowds she hung out with in the past. The biggest threat to her identity was no person, but her own dressup habit.

“Soooo… what brings you to Black Fall?” It was a simple enough question to get a conversation started. Walking with somebody in silence was something that Karlie just couldn't do. Even in the face of one line answers, or none at all. She would keep on yapping so long as there was somebody to listen. What did though was the struggle she was having with her bulging sack of clothes. _Maybe I should drag it behind me, that is what reindeer's do right?_ Her clothes were going to get wet anyways, so that wasn’t a problem so long as the sack held. “If this was full of presents I’d be just like Saint Nick!” She commented aloud. Of course she knew that Santa wasn’t real, but what she did fail to realize was that real reindeer weren’t used to pull sleighs. What made it easier was the laws of physics (of which she knew next to nothing about), not her silly costume. It didn’t make a difference to her though. Karlie wasn't aware of half the abilities her outfits gave her. She had attended Academy 218 and her answer on the matter was still ‘they just work’.