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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.
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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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☑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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He would’ve snickered, if it wasn’t for the hand that clamped onto his shoulder that prompted a sudden jerk by the man to free it. When he looked over his shoulder, those piercing blue hues cast a glare from underneath the hood as the curse had been released. “What, you think I was kidding?” He muttered in the now smoother tone. As she followed, he headed down the back corridor of the theatre toward where the back entry was boarded up from the outside.
“An old friend of mine… weapons dealer. She deals supernatural items along with it. The cat had friends. Who knew? But maybe ‘friend’ was a little too close of a word choice. “She sees a lot of characters that come in from off the street. If anybody knows, it’d be her.” Kei commented. As they reached the door, he went to work pulling a board out of place from where they were wedged. The door was pushed open. The screws over the plywood were loose in their holes, unknown to anyone who looked from the outside. It opened about as far as one and a half of his shoulder width. Waiting for her to slip through, the board was replaced afterward to tighten the door shut again.
-/-
The walk was brisk as the cold season set in further and further. No building knew coldness more than the theatre and its decaying walls; maybe the Catwoman would find out for herself. With the sun having set long enough ago, they were under the cover of night as they went. The man notably went for the back roads as they went, picking up an alleyway where he could and ducking around the major streets as much as he could. He’d been at it for a while, now. He knew the alleys and neighboring businesses up to a point, which fences were loose and what holes in the walls to check.
“I give. What’s a girl like you doing running around with a whip on your belt, anyway?” Kei spoke up after some time. “You’re no Hunter, you keep a Familiar handy.” His head tilted some. “And you’re not just out lookin’ for real estate.”
After the impromptu ‘coin toss’ was over, his head gave a tilt. His stare wouldn’t leave the object when it was presented even at a distance. He was sure he’d never seen it before. Never in the theatre, but that emblem…
She couldn’t have seen the stare she was giving him, but posture spoke volumes. “Wolves travel in packs,” Kei responded. The words left his fanged maw slower than necessary. He didn’t need to tell her what it meant, but he would anyway. “They’re hunters. They track for a living. What they’d be doing creeping around the city? I couldn’t tell you, but I’ll tell you what.” His head cocked to the empty seat still partially stained. “They catch wind of this and they’re not going to leave it alone. That amount of blood, some bleach and a rainstorm ain’t gonna cut it.”
“Could’ve been,” Kei responded admittedly after an odd amount of silence. He didn’t know of any wolves in the city but one, and they weren’t suspect. On the other hand, work took him to unexpected places under some strange circumstances before. If he thought about it long enough, it might come to him with time. As he heard the flip of the coin, Kei rose from the seat and stepped forward to catch it. Giving it a once over, hollow sockets studied the heads of the wolves stamped upon it.
“Death has a way of attracting things, supernaturals included. And no… I don’t. The only thing that’s snuck in here tonight is you. But unless he was somehow a loner, I suspect they’d make an appearance. It’s a matter of when.” The coin was shoved into his front pocket once he had studied it. Putting his hands on the stage he swung a leg up to crouch upon the edge and stood after. With long strides, he started heading toward the back hallway from whence he came. Somewhere along the way, the hood of his jacket was pulled taut over his head. “Whether it’s a fluke or it isn’t, I know somebody that just might tell me. You can sit here if you want to.” By the end, his words echoed down the hall.
Making a statement, reaching for a gun… or purely habit. It was a tossup, but one thing for certain was that the man was a creature of habit like any else. What of her? He hadn’t quite nailed down what they were for the Catwoman. Part of him might have hoped it wouldn’t need to. The far more shared part between the two was impatient to see what made her tick. Settling back in a front-row seat like he’d owned the place and all of its decrepit features, the object fell on disregarding ears until it rolled across the tile. Waiting for a response or reaction to his forewarnings, suddenly his chin was tipped down to the object as it went.
The sound was easily identifiable just as the golden glint of the object was. Hollow sockets shifted in pursuit of its path, abnormal ears turned forward to the tune as it rolled. Instinct was instinct. His sightless gaze cast a short glance toward the chair it had fallen from, then back to the item drawing a line dangerously close to the woman that shouldn’t have been standing there in the first place. Calmly, Kei rose. A couple of strides were taken until the inevitable tap of a foot forcing the item to the floor was heard.
Hollow sockets wouldn’t move. He could have expected it, with the circumstances or even purely from his own luck alone. He wasn’t known for it, but he wasn’t known for being phased by the fact either. His head tilted. Where eyes truly couldn’t be seen, the stare that came out of those pitch dark alcoves could be felt as he put his attention on her.
“Heads,” Kei uttered with reluctance. His answer would change soon enough as he continued. “Frankly, couldn’t give a damn, but hold up- raise it up here.” An air of urgency and consideration dwelled in his tone where it certainly had not been beforehand. “It sure as hell wasn’t here before last night, I’d bet double on it. More importantly… I think I’ve seen that symbol before.”
Whether she would lift it for both to view or merely for herself, the coin was heavier in weight than one might expect from the size. Dwelling on one side, tribal-esque almost Celtic patterns decorated the surface. What was presumably the face of the coin depicted similar patterns. On the face side, symbols of wolves weaved their way through the knot patterns in a circle.
“…And if I’m right, then there’s somebody in the city that might know somethin’ about it.”
Kei watched the woman without expression, as one would have it... still the demon’s presence gave off its own energy in place of it. The feline was ignored as he kept his eye on Kougar, contemplative. What was it, about whenever the woman opened her mouth? The demon’s frustration was felt down to the core, a thumb slipped into his belt where his hand would stay.
“Early nineties… y’know they updated this place. It used to just be an opera house before that. It was open for…” Kei’s head tipped toward the ceiling that was somehow still intact, studying the mural that depicted figures… the scene was a hardly visible one now. “Three months, the newspapers said. Long before that there were sightings. Weird occurrences. A chandelier used to hang above us, ‘till it came loose. A watchman hadn’t been seen after a graveyard shift, they found him in the wall of the damned place. Took ‘em three days.” Slowly but surely, he dropped from the stage edge to stand in the aisle right in front of it, before the theatre chairs started. “I don’t need to tell you what did it. I don’t need to try and scare you off with it either. But I can tell you what could happen firsthand.” With that, he waved a hand in front of his skulled face once before he chose a front theatre chair and fall back into it with a thud as it opened.
That wouldn’t be the only sound… a high pitched clinking of something hitting the tile floor was heard among the first row, attuned to a bullet’s drop, or that of a coin. A glint of gold had dropped from the bloodied theatre chair just down the line from where he had sat, rolling across the tile floor by Kougar’s feet. Kei’s ears quivered to the sound as it rolled and quirked his attention toward it as it rolled. "..?" He stood and took a few steps forward as if to retrieve it first, head cocked to one side.
"I work with the Records for the most part, I wish to help more however Father has been busy, a lot of board meetings. I am interested in the Research division though and the Shipping.. I do try, the gala my Father held couple months ago, I do know I helped persuade the Mayor and Governor into helping with Father's plans for the old docks."
*Smiling to Robert she relaxes back in her seat, noticing the curtain go up and anotjer.act go on, tilting her head interested she watches recognising the story about Poison Ivy. * "Poison Ivy.. Interesting. She was a villain Batman had fought yes? She had an affinity for plants?"
*Glancing to Robert she questions, pretending that she did not know.*
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He would’ve snickered, if it wasn’t for the hand that clamped onto his shoulder that prompted a sudden jerk by the man to free it. When he looked over his shoulder, those piercing blue hues cast a glare from underneath the hood as the curse had been released. “What, you think I was kidding?” He muttered in the now smoother tone. As she followed, he headed down the back corridor of the theatre toward where the back entry was boarded up from the outside.
“An old friend of mine… weapons dealer. She deals supernatural items along with it. The cat had friends. Who knew? But maybe ‘friend’ was a little too close of a word choice. “She sees a lot of characters that come in from off the street. If anybody knows, it’d be her.” Kei commented. As they reached the door, he went to work pulling a board out of place from where they were wedged. The door was pushed open. The screws over the plywood were loose in their holes, unknown to anyone who looked from the outside. It opened about as far as one and a half of his shoulder width. Waiting for her to slip through, the board was replaced afterward to tighten the door shut again.
-/-
The walk was brisk as the cold season set in further and further. No building knew coldness more than the theatre and its decaying walls; maybe the Catwoman would find out for herself. With the sun having set long enough ago, they were under the cover of night as they went. The man notably went for the back roads as they went, picking up an alleyway where he could and ducking around the major streets as much as he could. He’d been at it for a while, now. He knew the alleys and neighboring businesses up to a point, which fences were loose and what holes in the walls to check.
“I give. What’s a girl like you doing running around with a whip on your belt, anyway?” Kei spoke up after some time. “You’re no Hunter, you keep a Familiar handy.” His head tilted some. “And you’re not just out lookin’ for real estate.”
After the impromptu ‘coin toss’ was over, his head gave a tilt. His stare wouldn’t leave the object when it was presented even at a distance. He was sure he’d never seen it before. Never in the theatre, but that emblem…
She couldn’t have seen the stare she was giving him, but posture spoke volumes. “Wolves travel in packs,” Kei responded. The words left his fanged maw slower than necessary. He didn’t need to tell her what it meant, but he would anyway. “They’re hunters. They track for a living. What they’d be doing creeping around the city? I couldn’t tell you, but I’ll tell you what.” His head cocked to the empty seat still partially stained. “They catch wind of this and they’re not going to leave it alone. That amount of blood, some bleach and a rainstorm ain’t gonna cut it.”
“Could’ve been,” Kei responded admittedly after an odd amount of silence. He didn’t know of any wolves in the city but one, and they weren’t suspect. On the other hand, work took him to unexpected places under some strange circumstances before. If he thought about it long enough, it might come to him with time. As he heard the flip of the coin, Kei rose from the seat and stepped forward to catch it. Giving it a once over, hollow sockets studied the heads of the wolves stamped upon it.
“Death has a way of attracting things, supernaturals included. And no… I don’t. The only thing that’s snuck in here tonight is you. But unless he was somehow a loner, I suspect they’d make an appearance. It’s a matter of when.” The coin was shoved into his front pocket once he had studied it. Putting his hands on the stage he swung a leg up to crouch upon the edge and stood after. With long strides, he started heading toward the back hallway from whence he came. Somewhere along the way, the hood of his jacket was pulled taut over his head. “Whether it’s a fluke or it isn’t, I know somebody that just might tell me. You can sit here if you want to.” By the end, his words echoed down the hall.
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Making a statement, reaching for a gun… or purely habit. It was a tossup, but one thing for certain was that the man was a creature of habit like any else. What of her? He hadn’t quite nailed down what they were for the Catwoman. Part of him might have hoped it wouldn’t need to. The far more shared part between the two was impatient to see what made her tick. Settling back in a front-row seat like he’d owned the place and all of its decrepit features, the object fell on disregarding ears until it rolled across the tile. Waiting for a response or reaction to his forewarnings, suddenly his chin was tipped down to the object as it went.
The sound was easily identifiable just as the golden glint of the object was. Hollow sockets shifted in pursuit of its path, abnormal ears turned forward to the tune as it rolled. Instinct was instinct. His sightless gaze cast a short glance toward the chair it had fallen from, then back to the item drawing a line dangerously close to the woman that shouldn’t have been standing there in the first place. Calmly, Kei rose. A couple of strides were taken until the inevitable tap of a foot forcing the item to the floor was heard.
Hollow sockets wouldn’t move. He could have expected it, with the circumstances or even purely from his own luck alone. He wasn’t known for it, but he wasn’t known for being phased by the fact either. His head tilted. Where eyes truly couldn’t be seen, the stare that came out of those pitch dark alcoves could be felt as he put his attention on her.
“Heads,” Kei uttered with reluctance. His answer would change soon enough as he continued. “Frankly, couldn’t give a damn, but hold up- raise it up here.” An air of urgency and consideration dwelled in his tone where it certainly had not been beforehand. “It sure as hell wasn’t here before last night, I’d bet double on it. More importantly… I think I’ve seen that symbol before.”
Whether she would lift it for both to view or merely for herself, the coin was heavier in weight than one might expect from the size. Dwelling on one side, tribal-esque almost Celtic patterns decorated the surface. What was presumably the face of the coin depicted similar patterns. On the face side, symbols of wolves weaved their way through the knot patterns in a circle.
“…And if I’m right, then there’s somebody in the city that might know somethin’ about it.”
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Kei watched the woman without expression, as one would have it... still the demon’s presence gave off its own energy in place of it. The feline was ignored as he kept his eye on Kougar, contemplative. What was it, about whenever the woman opened her mouth? The demon’s frustration was felt down to the core, a thumb slipped into his belt where his hand would stay.
“Early nineties… y’know they updated this place. It used to just be an opera house before that. It was open for…” Kei’s head tipped toward the ceiling that was somehow still intact, studying the mural that depicted figures… the scene was a hardly visible one now. “Three months, the newspapers said. Long before that there were sightings. Weird occurrences. A chandelier used to hang above us, ‘till it came loose. A watchman hadn’t been seen after a graveyard shift, they found him in the wall of the damned place. Took ‘em three days.” Slowly but surely, he dropped from the stage edge to stand in the aisle right in front of it, before the theatre chairs started. “I don’t need to tell you what did it. I don’t need to try and scare you off with it either. But I can tell you what could happen firsthand.” With that, he waved a hand in front of his skulled face once before he chose a front theatre chair and fall back into it with a thud as it opened.
That wouldn’t be the only sound… a high pitched clinking of something hitting the tile floor was heard among the first row, attuned to a bullet’s drop, or that of a coin. A glint of gold had dropped from the bloodied theatre chair just down the line from where he had sat, rolling across the tile floor by Kougar’s feet. Kei’s ears quivered to the sound as it rolled and quirked his attention toward it as it rolled. "..?" He stood and took a few steps forward as if to retrieve it first, head cocked to one side.
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"I work with the Records for the most part, I wish to help more however Father has been busy, a lot of board meetings. I am interested in the Research division though and the Shipping.. I do try, the gala my Father held couple months ago, I do know I helped persuade the Mayor and Governor into helping with Father's plans for the old docks."
*Smiling to Robert she relaxes back in her seat, noticing the curtain go up and anotjer.act go on, tilting her head interested she watches recognising the story about Poison Ivy. * "Poison Ivy.. Interesting. She was a villain Batman had fought yes? She had an affinity for plants?"
*Glancing to Robert she questions, pretending that she did not know.*