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My Story Is...
~BIRTHPLACE~
"ARISTOCATTURNED FERAL" Before there was Catwoman there was Selina Kyle, Born on a ElseWorld planet Gemiriar. It was ruled under a Dictatorship Government that her parents were respected council members of. Gemiriar was a world that had a reflected a Majestic Steampunk affluence. It had Animal Souls that walked side by side by the Human counterparts as a separate entity. These Animal Souls go by various names. The most common Familars and Daemons. The older termonolgy is called Phouka.
When Selina was 5 years old a Fallen Angel that was a Seraphim came to Gemiriar. Her name was Ska Skinwalker. She was following the directions of Lucifer to kill everyone by taking their animal souls. She would then bring these Animal Souls or Otherwise known as Familiars or Daemons to Lucifer, once they were separated from there human counterpart. There was much chaos on Gemiriar. The people didn't know to how fight or protect themselves from this Fallen Angel named Ska Skinwalker.
At first Ska targeted the adults and their Familiars. But then a bargain was made to extend the adults livelihood. The Gemiriar people were mainly a rich society of materialistic aristocrats. They didn't have much need of a military system and only a few sections were poor. The children's familiars on Gemiriar were taken one by one and killed during a Massive Green Storm that swept the planet in a maddess with the exception of Selina Kyle. The Green Storm was a energy of the Unstable Emotions from the people with the toxic combination of Powers coming off from Ska Skinwalker that clashed and ultimately led to the Severed Connections of Dark Matter. Dark Matter is an element that combined Humans and their Animal Souls or also called Familairs or Daemons together. But Selina Kyle had escaped that horrific nightmare somehow. She was smuggled off the planet to safety. But not without having some changes that affected her. Her Animal Soul/Familiar/Daemon became trapped inside her body but in feline form. Selina Kyle was then brought to Earth. More Specifically right in Gotham N.J. Right before her 6TH Birthday. Later on in her Adulthood she would meet Michael, another Angel, he would teach her how to bring her Daemon in or out at will. But by this time Selina's name had changed to Kougar or otherwise known as the infamous Catwoman. Where she learned it could change to any feline form.
~CHILDHOOD IN GOTHAM CITY~
"CAN'T BE TAMED" Selina was placed in a Orphanage that was Corrupted and eventually was adopted by a Man named Rex Calabrese. Rex used to be Known as the Great Underground Cat Burgular working for the Mafia in his Hay Day Prior to adopting Selina. But the Mafia family changed leadership hands and Falcone had since taken control over Gotham City since and no longer wanted Rex's help. Rex then decided to adopt and use Selina to Build a new respected name or brand for himself once again. He conditioned Selina in the Ways of Thievery to Help him get back to being the King of the Cat Burgulars for the Mafias Eyes Once Again.
Rex saw Special Abilities in Selina, and made sure that she was Only to use certain aspects of what he saw in her. There under his Control and Direction, he Trained Her To Become A Professional Thief. Home Schooled in the Seven Bells Of Pick Pocketing. She was Secluded from Normal Society. She Learned the Arts of Stealing!! And The Ability To Do So! Gymnastics, Parkour, and Street Fighting were some of curricular activities. Along with the Education of Valuable - Fine Art, Money, Precious Gems. How to know the difference between something that is fake or authentic. She also learned about Computer Hacking, Classified Document Forgeries, along with Small Electronic Devices! She Became Extremely Talented at this Craft and Enjoyed The High From Stealing! It was as if she was Born To Steal!
But even though she was Child Laborer/Thief for Him, she defied Rex on many occasions which led to many physical and mental scars, as never being allowed to keep anything that she stole for Rex. Two of which Impacted her Greatly. One being an Underground Russian Roulette Game she Witnessed. And the other was when Rex had set her up to Fall in Falcone's hands around her 17th Birthday to teach her a Hard Lesson On Who Was The Better Father. Rex began to think this rebranding idea was more trouble than it was worth. He didn't really need Selina anymore because she was too much trouble always rebelling against him. So he dropped Selina Kyle into the lap of Carmine Falcone, where she then became forced to Work for him or Die for him. Rex thought she'd end up dead in a heartbeat, as he didn't have the heart to kill the child he raised and trained himself. Killing girls was never his strong suit. Beat them Yes, mentally and physically but Kill them, no.
~ADULTHOOD~
"CHASE ME" By Selina's 20th Birthday things changed again. A deal was made, between Falcone and Rex. And She was owned by Rex once more who for some reason wanted her back. But that deal was short lived. Selina took matters in her own hands when she had stumbled across a hitman named Chev Chelios. She paid Chev Chelios to Kill Rex. Selina Kyle then became Free of Any Man. She changed her name from Selina to Kougar, and took what she had Learned and Became the Famous Catwoman-Queen of Thieves In Gotham City Today. Never to be owned by Any Man!
She has Stolen Many Valuables throughout her life. She lives on the edge with an Adrenaline Rush from her Crimes running from the Law and Vigilantes! She is a Deadly Cat-Burglar, Feline Thief in the Night or "Night Huntress." But she does have a Heart! Some stolen items that have Helped to Provide Food, and Clothes to the Local Orphanges, and those in need! She will Help Any Stray Cat, and Take them in! She has set up cat shelters through out the city to protect any Felines. She also has seen a lot of Corruption with Drugs, Weapons, and Human Trafficking all over the United States and fights against it. So Be Warned. Don't let this Purple Feline Thief Cross your Mind or set Foot in your Heart..
~THE SUPERNATURAL UNDERGROUND~
"WE'RE NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK WE ARE ALIVE IN IT"
Catwoman really didn't experience much of the supernatural after being brought to Gotham by the work of the Fallen Angel named Ska Skinwalker. It wasn't until the time of her first boyfriend Ethan and his friends that her life went down a darker road. Since then she has met Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Demons, Mages and Others. But Demons and Werewolves she would prefer to avoid, as they tend to rub her fur the wrong way! She has had many Fights with them. They are always wreaking havoc in her life in one way or another!
~HERE & NOW~
"A WOMAN WHO KNOWS HER OWN MIND IS A POWERFUL FORCE"
Kougar Kyle has built a bigger name for herself, on top of being Queen of Thieves as Catwoman. She runs an entertainment club called Kitty Nights Burlesque under an alias name along with two partners by her side. Neo Felis a computer guru and security provisions and Jim Balent the Head Bouncer and the Advertising Artist for the Club. Who has secrets about himself. Between the three of them they have made an Empire that has Boosted Catwoman's Criminal Agenda through the secrets of dark men's mind that pollute and cloud the city through Sexual Flirty Entainment. What is good for the goose, is also good for the KITTY!
~DEITY OF THE PAST~
"SHE WHO SCRATCHES"
Lore Of Pakhet. Pakhet was a Feline Goddess during the Middle Kingdom Ages. Both of Earth and a Parellel World. She was similiar to Bastet and Sekhmet taking the form of a Caracal feline. She is the daughter of Maahes and Huntheth both Lion Gods. Maashes her Father was associated with war, protection, and weather. Huntheth her Mother was the Hours of Night. Pakhet attributes her war strength as more inner than outward as she was called "The Night Huntress" with a Sharp Eye and Pointed Claw. Pakhet also has duality roles. She was the Goddess of being an Astral Lone Traveler and venturing off between Worlds. She is the protector of motherhood and fights against venomous creatures. Pakhet's temple on Earth was an underground cavernous shrine near al Minya Egypt. Pakhet's crown has a Solar disk and her amulet is a lioness attacking its prey.She is the Great Grand Daughter To The Egyptian God Ra. But as to who who her Grandmother was, Bastet or Sekhmet is unknown.Pakhet lost her Goddess status of immortality when she was Tricked by a Snake God to become Human and live under reincarnation. Setting her to become more human in each life and forgetting a little more who she is after every death. Kougar knows something of her past being of something of importance with the feline race, but has not discovered yet who she really is. If she does't come to realize she is Pakhet in this life soon, she will never be able to return to her rightful place as the Immortal Cat Goddess Pakhet. And the Snake God will return to spawn his lesser children from her through force and then Kill her. Will Catwoman be able to remember soon who she is??? {Updated 2/1/23}
ISTP's are practical, resourceful, adaptable pragmatists, they possess an excellent capacity for understanding how anything works, displaying logical, detached analysis. They have incredible, powers of observation and a great talent for logical analysis. They love to explore and get their hands dirty {Such As Stealing} touching and examining the world around them with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity.
People with this personality type are moving from project to project, building the useful and the superfluous for the fun of it, and learning from their environment as they go. An ISTP decisions stem from a sense of practical realism, and at their heart is a strong sense of direct fairness,
a “do unto others” attitude.
This type of personality is self-sufficient and very independent, only really happy when undertaking some risky or interesting activity as they display coolness under pressure which helps get things fixed but which may not endear them to those around them.
"CATS COME WHEN THEY FEEL LIKE IT NOT WHEN THEY ARE TOLD"
Ultimately they want to be left alone to live their lives and do their jobs the way they see fit, rarely trying to control others and expecting others not to try to control them. But in a crisis, or when the situation needs in-depth understanding, they will thrive or at least until the crisis is over. They will be difficult to know as they will be quiet outsiders looking in until they are ready. Once they are clear on what needs to be done, they will be difficult to budge and will potentially move too quickly without thinking through all the implications.
However with growth of an Ambivert tendencies they can moderately be comfortable with groups and social interaction to a degree, but also still relish the time alone, away from a crowd. In simpler words, an ambivert is a person whose behaviour changes according to the situation they are in.
Strengths: Optimistic and Energetic | Creative and Practical | Spontaneous and Rational | Know How to Prioritize | Great in a Crisis | Relaxed
~DAEMONS/FAMILIARS/PHOUKA~ Kougar's Daemon Animal Soul is named KiTT. KiTT can move in and out of Kougar's body at her will. It can communicate with Kougar through telepathy. Also KiTT can Change to any type of Feline Big or Small, as well as giving her the use of its power when its inside her. Kougar can see through KiTT's Eyes, use its Claws, Have Heightened Hearing, and Smelling, and have the gift of Speed to be used for her Gain. But the Daemon soul or Familiar when outside of her body cannot go far from her. And she is no longer able to use the extra gifts Heightened Hearing, Smelling, Seeing or Speed with her Familiar separated from her body. And if Injured her familiar needs to be return back to her body in order to be Healed. If kept away to long while injured Both Her and Animal Soul will die. Also KiTT has no gender because it is just a soul.
~HER OTHER GIFT~ {updated 1/7/20} Astral Projecting is another gift she obtained from being a Goddess. Though she doesn't know how this and assumes other reasons. Astral projection can be done by Sleep or a Meditation state where Kougar can Travel anywhere by using the Daemon soul as a cord to her real body. The Spirit body can Travel to other places on Earth, but she cannot be seen by anyone, except those with supernatural abilities themselves. Vampires, Demons, Angels Etc. But to other realms she can be viewed. Also with Great Control of Low vibrations or Telekinesis. Kougar can move objects to some degree only when she puts all of concentrations into it. However this can only be done in an astral projection state.
~APPEARANCE~
"WE ALL WEAR MASKS"
Jet Black Long Hair {I'm Not Butch!} ★_╭∩╮(◣_◢)╭∩╮_★
Blue Gray Eyes Can Change Pupil Shape ★_(♦)_(♦)_★
Height 5'7 W/O Thigh High Boots ★__(♡_♡)__★
All the Right Curves In All the Right Places!!
When Catwoman-Purple Catsuit with Vinyl and Kevlar
At the Club-Naughty Corsets And Negligee
Everywhere else-Anything that looks Sexy!
~HUSH SECRETS~
Stealing, Emeralds, Canary Diamonds, Muscle Cars That PuuuRRR!
The Smell of Cigarette Smoke, Cologne and Alcohol Breath rolled into one.
Her Abilities of her Daemon soul and her gift of astral projection.
(Jim Balent-Weretiger-Ancestral lineage of Panthera Tigris from the Hyborian Age.)
~SECRETS FILED~
She's Owner Of Kitty Nights Burlesque.
Her Penthouse is on the Eastside of Gotham, but she has others.
And one Bunker. {Hidden in one of the tunnels}
Men with Power, she says she can't stand, but some Men with Power can be quite an addiction to her, as she Flirts with the Dark Side. Lex Luthor, and Thomas Wayne are the only two who have Manipulated and used Power over her. But Generally speaking she is the One Who likes to be in Control. In her past Rex Calabrese and Carmine Falcone had Power over her as a Child and Teenager. But she got her Revenge since on them.
She has a soft spot for children in the Gotham Orphanage. And has spent years bringing goods to them anonymously.
She has also done a lot to help the stray cats in Gotham and helps to protect the Big Wild Cats in Gotham's Sanctuary.
She also has two other house cats givien to her called, Obsidian and Violet
Catwoman's Net Worth $80. Million...
~Aliases She Goes By~
Irena Dubrovna or Miss LaPerm-At The Club,
Marguerite Tone, Madame Moderne,
Katarina Kyle,
K or Kat which is most often used.
~ SECRETS OF Hate~ Human Trafficking, Drugs, Guns, Children Used And Abused, Poachers, WereWolves.
Certain people of her past- C. Beritti, Anthony Malficini, Carmine Falcone, First BF, and a couple of Demons past and present.
Her Ride For Getting Around is Victory Hammer 8 Ball Motorcycle
And a 2023 Purple Dodge Charger SRT HellCat Redeye! 203MPH
Unless She is Stealing whatever Ride crosses her Path that she Fancies! Maybe Even YOURS!!!
~NPC~
Bad Boys!
Dr. Troy Hellyar - {FC-Julian McMahon} Billionaire & Founder of LabCorp. Studied in the Genetic Institute of Bio Science & Engineering. He Specializes In Ancestry DNA - BioMetrics, Methylation, Genomic Imprinting. And Womanizing!
Robert Burns III - {FC-Brad Pitt} Senator's Aid
Lee Christmas- {FC-Jason Statham} A Hired gun who carries out his assignments with percision and strict code.
Do You Have Something Catwoman May Want To Steal?
Would You Like To Hire Her To Steal Something From Someone?
Or Maybe You Could Be Involved In Whatever Mischief She Gets Into With Her Enemies?
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Current Threads
☑Kei ☑Dominic ☑Thomas Wayne ☑Caelestra ☑Kilala ☑Kirishima
YOU ADD YOU START!
Does Not Apply Here! I'm Flexible!
But Play By Your Own Rules You Set On Your Page!!
Don't Take Advange Of Mine!!
AND REMEBER CUROSITY KILLED THE CAT!
BUT......
SATISFACTION BROUGHT IT BACK!!
Birthday:
June 5
Character Age
30+
Character Abilites
~MORE ABOUT DAEMONS/FAMILIARS~ Kougar's Daemon Animal Soul can move in and out of Kougars body freely. And can give her the use of its power from the inside, by allowing Kougar to see through its Eyes, use its Claws, Have Heightened Hearing, and Smelling, and have the gift of Speed to be used for her Gain. But the Daemon soul or Familiar when outside of her body cannot go far from her. And if Injured it needs to be return back to her body in order to be Healed. If kept away to long while injured Both Her and Animal Soul will die. ~HER OTHER GIFT~ Astral Projecting is another gift she somehow obtained. Though it is not sure if it was due to the events of her childhood or was predestined. Astral projection can be done by Sleep or a Meditation state where Kougar can Travel anywhere by using the Daemon soul as a cord to her real body. The Spirit body can Travel to other places on Earth, but she cannot be seen by anyone. But to other realms she can be viewed. Also with Great Control of Low vibrations Kougar gives off she can move objects to some degree only when she puts all of concentrations into it.
Hello I'm Kougar Kyle. Address me as my Character. (I'm a 10 + year Vet Rper.) I don't go by the pronoun Fad. Cosplayer & Actresses Used: Kamiko Zero, Jemma Pepper, Nerdy Siren, Alexikens as Catwoman. Katie McGrath, Dita Von Teese as Kyle Herself! Various Pics are used in my Stories! Writer Must Be Over 21. Plotting Ideas Past & Present is Welcomed. All Threads Get Saved. If the Rper Wants to read Our Personal Thread and have access to it, please PM me your email address. Your email remains private. This Character Of Catwoman Is My Take Of Her. If we agree to write together than I expect you to write in a timely manner. The Creation Of Kougar Kyle And Her History Took Years To Develop And Is Ongoing. Don't Steal My Twist To The Character! My Character is a Thief, but I am Not!! Treat Me With Respect In The RP Community!!
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Throughout the theatre halls, to any that were aware of such a presence, would simply feel it. The walls vibrated with a subtle energy all their own. The auditorium space itself had a way of giving off its own energy, as if the congested seating had been filled none too long ago, rather than decades past. The mirrored room was no different. The mirror itself felt as if the other world behind it was peering back at the woman with its own judgment.
The silhouette might have been seen, or it might have not as she focused her attention on reading the incantations. The dark from that lingered in the back of the mirror’s viewing would be given little time to spectate- disappearing to the thud of something elsewhere in the theatre.
-/-
Enter their host, or so the man liked to claim. When the woman would inevitably make an appearance. Feline ears were turned back to the sound of footsteps, lowering to the static in the space that he could feel deep down in his bones. Time should have made him less sensitive to the ghost’s presence, but no. Kei was crouched upon the stage’s floorboards where the stain of the wood was worse for wear in multiple places. An orange stray lingered nearby, rubbing along the man’s knees having finished its meal. His head turned once she had made an appearance.
Kei stood again, hollow sockets turned toward the back entry she came out of. Once more armed to the teeth with what was carried along his belt, he made no attempt of hiding it now. “I see that… ‘see you haven’t found yourself another hobby yet, either.” He added bitterly with a small tilt of his head. Somewhere within speaking, his ears turned off to one side where another invisible presence was felt. He paid no mind for the time being.
“You’re stubborn, I’ll give you that… but it ain’t happening. I told you then, I’ll tell you now.” His stare averted toward the still bloodstained theatre chair.
The days came and went. While he had been absent the man was left to think, hope, and merely trust he would come back to the space untouched. For the first few, the dust went undisturbed. The minor aspects of the theatre remained unchanged to the demon’s liking. Still… the call came, and he went. Days passed until just short of a week. The back door opened later on after Kougar had already managed her own way in. What looked like bolted plywood moved after a hard thrust and the unlocking of another padlock, all things set back to seal it once he had passed through. With a backpack slung over one shoulder, there were heavy footsteps to echo down the back corridor announcing the presence of another. One wouldn’t need the imagination to know just who.
A stray or two would have scurried down the hallway on instinct, with less haste than prior having been fed- Kougar’s treat rather than the man himself. Mutterings were heard up until Kei dropped the bag in the hall with a heavy thud and proceeded forward. The routine was the same; he wore a denim black jacket, worn down jeans, the same old pair of boots scuffed and marked with age. His belt held more than it had the night prior, a nod to wherever the hell he had come from earlier on. Walking into the auditorium, his eyes cast down toward the paper bowls and how much food was left with immediacy.
“Come out come out,” His voice uttered lowly. Letting the curse take hold, flesh turned to scarred bone. Hollow sockets were expressionless as ever as Kei did a sweep of the theatre before walking to the edge of the stage.
*Arriving at Bunker 1, he flips a switch and a door automatically opens in the wall revealing a large space, room enough for a few batmobiles, and then some. This was his main bunker and it had all the amenities that his penthouse suite had. It even had an elevator that went straight to the penthouse of the main casino.
Once he parked the batmobile he got out and was greeted by Sam, he removed the cowl first and then the cape, as he greeted Sam, with a hardy handshake*
Sam: How is the arm?
Better, there has to be something wrong with the last batch of Miraclo, get the boys down at pharmaceuticals on it right away, and throw this last batch away.
Sam: But that will mean you will be without the drug for at least two nights…
I know, but it has to be done, can’t risk using it and having it cause me to seize up like it did, thank God the night was already over. Also we need to make a visit to Kitty Nights Burlesque. I need to make an unannounced visit to the owner, Kougar.
Sam: She doesn’t know you know who she is yet does she?
No not yet and I plan on keeping it that way. When the time comes, that is when she will know, also we need to look into that money that went missing a few months ago, when we had the flood, I think our friend has some of it and she plans on using it somehow, how I don’t know yet, but I will find out. Have accounting go over the books on that to see which casino might have had the money taken from
Sam: On it boss, anything else?
No, nothing now, I am just going to take a shower and then get about three hours rest as I have that board meeting with the Mayor and the City Council, or what’s left of them. I’ll catch up with you later.
*With that Sam nods and leaves heading off to get the work done on what Thomas needs. Thomas than turns and begins to remove the rest of the batsuit, placing it neatly on the table and walks towards the shower, to wipe off the dirt from a nights work. Stepping into the shower, he lets the hot water run over his muscular body, his aches and pains soothing under the water, and then he finishes up and steps out,
and walks over grabbing a towel and walks for the bed, where he collapses, and falls into a deep sleep, as his dreams begin with Kougar*
Kei carried on his work with a comfortable silence about the space. The cats slipped back into the space in their own silent manners, regaining their home with each one to pass through the decrepit old structure’s crevices. The demon kept an ‘eye’ on the stranger of a woman in the meanwhile. A twitch of an ear would be given now and then to register just where she was.
The theatre remained a mess, carcass or not. The next few evenings might be spent resuming the cleaning before he was to take off for his next destination, should the phone ring. It hardly mattered. He found himself coming back no matter the circumstances. Another bucket was dumped, the bleach solution washing a more diluted shade of red down the drains, now. A few strays moved to inspect, ultimately leaving the mess be, at the scent of the wolf’s blood.
“Yeah I’ve got guns,” Kei started, wiping his hands off with a rag which seemed futile at this point. “And I have enough aggravation as is. I don’t need to add this place goin’ to hell onto the list.” She had a point in the latter statement, however… inside his head, the silence of his prior work deconstructing the beast was spent deciding just where he could have gone wrong. The wolves he may have crossed- let alone in the city where few factions dwelled. Shifting a glance toward the now mostly-empty theatre chair (in need of a good scrubbing, mind you), the skulled mask dissipated from his face, opening his eyes afterward. A frown was deep set on his face momentarily as he eyed the chair. “…I could’ve pissed ‘em off. Depends on how good their memory is.” Kei admitted. Having taken his seat in the chair, intense blues stared Kougar down, his brow still as furrowed as it had been.
Kei snorted loudly. “Strays come here because there isn’t anywhere else for ‘em to be. You? I’m sure you’ve got somewhere. Let ‘em have what’s theirs.” He watched her hoist the bag up- if she wanted ‘em then he wasn’t about to fight it. When she mentioned the reason his chin tipped a few degrees to one side. His eye caught the glint of the knife as it was thrown, timing his hand as it reached for the handle in order to catch it. He spun it in his fingers to re-orient it properly, arm lowering on the chair’s rest after. “Better not,” He answered as she departed. Watching her ascend back to the rooftop, he gave it another solid five minutes before-
“G’dammit fucking- …” Kei swore under his breath sharply, ending in an exasperated sigh. He thought to sweep his hair back afterward, pausing at the blood that painted his hands. A bit more cleanup was in order before he sorted out anything else. Standing up, he went back down the corridor to do just that.
*At hearing her “Strip Poker” comment he stopped and turned to face her. But she had already started her way back to her Penthouse.*
I can do Strip Poker, but you might end up losing everything. As for another plan to get rid of Beritti’ right hand man, let me think about it, and I’ll definitely get back to you tonight.
*He then turns and smiles to himself, as he realizes he is falling for her. He leaps down to the ground below and runs towards the concealed Batmobile, once there he gets in and presses the start button as the engine roars to life. It is also at that time he feels his left arm start to tighten up. He knew what it was right off, the Miraclo is wearing off and the side effects are getting worse. He reaches for his comm-link and calls to Sam, he has had him working on synthesizing a new batch, a batch without the side effects.*
Sam do you copy, come in Sam
Sam: Right here Boss, what can I do for you
I hope I didn’t interrupt anything, but I need you to meet up with me at the bunker 1, the effects of the Miraclo are cropping up yet again, and we need to step up production on a new batch like we were discussing, and one to make it permanent without any residual side effects
Sam: Understood, I’ll be there in 15. How are you otherwise? You meet up with the Cat again?
I’m fine but Beritti and his lieutenant are back Malficini. Looks like they are attempting to take control over the Cat’s properties by asking for protection money. Also, someone else is back in town, and I believe they are the real ones behind this sudden need for protection and trying to take over properties.
Sam: Ok, we’ll discuss this later, right now are you ok to drive or do you need me to come and get you
No, I’m fine, I’ll meet you there…. Batman out
*With that the comm-link goes dead, as Batman looks down at his left arm, making a fist as it loosens up. Placing the thoughts of Beritti and Malfacini in the deepest recesses of his mind he places the Batmobile in drive and drives towards the bunker 1*
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Throughout the theatre halls, to any that were aware of such a presence, would simply feel it. The walls vibrated with a subtle energy all their own. The auditorium space itself had a way of giving off its own energy, as if the congested seating had been filled none too long ago, rather than decades past. The mirrored room was no different. The mirror itself felt as if the other world behind it was peering back at the woman with its own judgment.
The silhouette might have been seen, or it might have not as she focused her attention on reading the incantations. The dark from that lingered in the back of the mirror’s viewing would be given little time to spectate- disappearing to the thud of something elsewhere in the theatre.
-/-
Enter their host, or so the man liked to claim. When the woman would inevitably make an appearance. Feline ears were turned back to the sound of footsteps, lowering to the static in the space that he could feel deep down in his bones. Time should have made him less sensitive to the ghost’s presence, but no. Kei was crouched upon the stage’s floorboards where the stain of the wood was worse for wear in multiple places. An orange stray lingered nearby, rubbing along the man’s knees having finished its meal. His head turned once she had made an appearance.
Kei stood again, hollow sockets turned toward the back entry she came out of. Once more armed to the teeth with what was carried along his belt, he made no attempt of hiding it now. “I see that… ‘see you haven’t found yourself another hobby yet, either.” He added bitterly with a small tilt of his head. Somewhere within speaking, his ears turned off to one side where another invisible presence was felt. He paid no mind for the time being.
“You’re stubborn, I’ll give you that… but it ain’t happening. I told you then, I’ll tell you now.” His stare averted toward the still bloodstained theatre chair.
The days came and went. While he had been absent the man was left to think, hope, and merely trust he would come back to the space untouched. For the first few, the dust went undisturbed. The minor aspects of the theatre remained unchanged to the demon’s liking. Still… the call came, and he went. Days passed until just short of a week. The back door opened later on after Kougar had already managed her own way in. What looked like bolted plywood moved after a hard thrust and the unlocking of another padlock, all things set back to seal it once he had passed through. With a backpack slung over one shoulder, there were heavy footsteps to echo down the back corridor announcing the presence of another. One wouldn’t need the imagination to know just who.
A stray or two would have scurried down the hallway on instinct, with less haste than prior having been fed- Kougar’s treat rather than the man himself. Mutterings were heard up until Kei dropped the bag in the hall with a heavy thud and proceeded forward. The routine was the same; he wore a denim black jacket, worn down jeans, the same old pair of boots scuffed and marked with age. His belt held more than it had the night prior, a nod to wherever the hell he had come from earlier on. Walking into the auditorium, his eyes cast down toward the paper bowls and how much food was left with immediacy.
“Come out come out,” His voice uttered lowly. Letting the curse take hold, flesh turned to scarred bone. Hollow sockets were expressionless as ever as Kei did a sweep of the theatre before walking to the edge of the stage.
*Arriving at Bunker 1, he flips a switch and a door automatically opens in the wall revealing a large space, room enough for a few batmobiles, and then some. This was his main bunker and it had all the amenities that his penthouse suite had. It even had an elevator that went straight to the penthouse of the main casino.
Once he parked the batmobile he got out and was greeted by Sam, he removed the cowl first and then the cape, as he greeted Sam, with a hardy handshake*
Sam: How is the arm?
Better, there has to be something wrong with the last batch of Miraclo, get the boys down at pharmaceuticals on it right away, and throw this last batch away.
Sam: But that will mean you will be without the drug for at least two nights…
I know, but it has to be done, can’t risk using it and having it cause me to seize up like it did, thank God the night was already over. Also we need to make a visit to Kitty Nights Burlesque. I need to make an unannounced visit to the owner, Kougar.
Sam: She doesn’t know you know who she is yet does she?
No not yet and I plan on keeping it that way. When the time comes, that is when she will know, also we need to look into that money that went missing a few months ago, when we had the flood, I think our friend has some of it and she plans on using it somehow, how I don’t know yet, but I will find out. Have accounting go over the books on that to see which casino might have had the money taken from
Sam: On it boss, anything else?
No, nothing now, I am just going to take a shower and then get about three hours rest as I have that board meeting with the Mayor and the City Council, or what’s left of them. I’ll catch up with you later.
*With that Sam nods and leaves heading off to get the work done on what Thomas needs. Thomas than turns and begins to remove the rest of the batsuit, placing it neatly on the table and walks towards the shower, to wipe off the dirt from a nights work. Stepping into the shower, he lets the hot water run over his muscular body, his aches and pains soothing under the water, and then he finishes up and steps out,
and walks over grabbing a towel and walks for the bed, where he collapses, and falls into a deep sleep, as his dreams begin with Kougar*
[Heeere we go]
Kei carried on his work with a comfortable silence about the space. The cats slipped back into the space in their own silent manners, regaining their home with each one to pass through the decrepit old structure’s crevices. The demon kept an ‘eye’ on the stranger of a woman in the meanwhile. A twitch of an ear would be given now and then to register just where she was.
The theatre remained a mess, carcass or not. The next few evenings might be spent resuming the cleaning before he was to take off for his next destination, should the phone ring. It hardly mattered. He found himself coming back no matter the circumstances. Another bucket was dumped, the bleach solution washing a more diluted shade of red down the drains, now. A few strays moved to inspect, ultimately leaving the mess be, at the scent of the wolf’s blood.
“Yeah I’ve got guns,” Kei started, wiping his hands off with a rag which seemed futile at this point. “And I have enough aggravation as is. I don’t need to add this place goin’ to hell onto the list.” She had a point in the latter statement, however… inside his head, the silence of his prior work deconstructing the beast was spent deciding just where he could have gone wrong. The wolves he may have crossed- let alone in the city where few factions dwelled. Shifting a glance toward the now mostly-empty theatre chair (in need of a good scrubbing, mind you), the skulled mask dissipated from his face, opening his eyes afterward. A frown was deep set on his face momentarily as he eyed the chair. “…I could’ve pissed ‘em off. Depends on how good their memory is.” Kei admitted. Having taken his seat in the chair, intense blues stared Kougar down, his brow still as furrowed as it had been.
Kei snorted loudly. “Strays come here because there isn’t anywhere else for ‘em to be. You? I’m sure you’ve got somewhere. Let ‘em have what’s theirs.” He watched her hoist the bag up- if she wanted ‘em then he wasn’t about to fight it. When she mentioned the reason his chin tipped a few degrees to one side. His eye caught the glint of the knife as it was thrown, timing his hand as it reached for the handle in order to catch it. He spun it in his fingers to re-orient it properly, arm lowering on the chair’s rest after. “Better not,” He answered as she departed. Watching her ascend back to the rooftop, he gave it another solid five minutes before-
“G’dammit fucking- …” Kei swore under his breath sharply, ending in an exasperated sigh. He thought to sweep his hair back afterward, pausing at the blood that painted his hands. A bit more cleanup was in order before he sorted out anything else. Standing up, he went back down the corridor to do just that.
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*At hearing her “Strip Poker” comment he stopped and turned to face her. But she had already started her way back to her Penthouse.*
I can do Strip Poker, but you might end up losing everything. As for another plan to get rid of Beritti’ right hand man, let me think about it, and I’ll definitely get back to you tonight.
*He then turns and smiles to himself, as he realizes he is falling for her. He leaps down to the ground below and runs towards the concealed Batmobile, once there he gets in and presses the start button as the engine roars to life. It is also at that time he feels his left arm start to tighten up. He knew what it was right off, the Miraclo is wearing off and the side effects are getting worse. He reaches for his comm-link and calls to Sam, he has had him working on synthesizing a new batch, a batch without the side effects.*
Sam do you copy, come in Sam
Sam: Right here Boss, what can I do for you
I hope I didn’t interrupt anything, but I need you to meet up with me at the bunker 1, the effects of the Miraclo are cropping up yet again, and we need to step up production on a new batch like we were discussing, and one to make it permanent without any residual side effects
Sam: Understood, I’ll be there in 15. How are you otherwise? You meet up with the Cat again?
I’m fine but Beritti and his lieutenant are back Malficini. Looks like they are attempting to take control over the Cat’s properties by asking for protection money. Also, someone else is back in town, and I believe they are the real ones behind this sudden need for protection and trying to take over properties.
Sam: Ok, we’ll discuss this later, right now are you ok to drive or do you need me to come and get you
No, I’m fine, I’ll meet you there…. Batman out
*With that the comm-link goes dead, as Batman looks down at his left arm, making a fist as it loosens up. Placing the thoughts of Beritti and Malfacini in the deepest recesses of his mind he places the Batmobile in drive and drives towards the bunker 1*
Happy Halloween!
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