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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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☑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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It took a moment after the train whirred past the entrance before the cat had a grasp on just what had happened. When he was certain he wasn’t going to fade to black and wake up one death later, his head had whipped back toward Kougar and snapped the remark. Kei followed after. ‘Fed up’ was one term for the night, ‘relieved’ was another. His head bounced between the two as his focus went from the throbbing of his shoulder and the echoes of their steps in the corridor. What the hell was he going to do the next time around..? There was no doubting that the issue—either issue, had him confined to the city for a while whether he liked it or not.
Silent after he sat, the demon’s focus went on stripping the bloodied piece of clothing slowly but surely. As he pulled it from his bummed arm his ears were pinned back sharply to his head, abdomen immobile as if he was holding his breath. The jacket dropped on the ground with a thud, bound to leave a bloody mark. Better there, than on the bed. As he looked down, the leather jacket had done its work in taking the bulk of the impact. Through the thick material, a few heavy gouges had managed to go past the skin, coated in blood, which had a way of making things look worse than they were.
“Hell never broke loose on this end of the pond, suppose they were ready for it, weren’t they?” In short, he was content enough that the bunker was there, even if only for their purposes alone. The curse was suppressed once more as the demon pulled the tank top(already a lost cause) from over his head to put pressure over the gashes; the largest of them was around 4” in length, the next two lessening from that. When his name was used, the man’s blue hues rose sharply to stare her down. The glare of a look lessened as she spoke.
There was that devilish glint in his eyes again when Jason huffed. A brow raised. “You call me a copycat, but I’d bet that you’ve never seen a thing like me.” He would’ve winked if he wasn’t occupied with what lies under the balled-up shirt pressed on his shoulder. “And I didn’t lie to you, did I? I just didn’t tell you. I wasn’t aware we’re on a first-name basis anyway,” Jason sneered. “You want to know what I was born with..? Well... it’s Jason. If I’m working for you, you're tryin' to find me, or I owe you money, its Kei.” His head tipped back against the wall lightly. “You said you had staples..?”
*Once the elevator doors opened, he stepped in. Once inside he pressed 12, and the doors closed with that soft whoosh, sealing him in for his ride to the meet the board members. But there was something else troubling him. She kept popping back up in his mind, the dream, what happened and was it real? He didn’t have the answers yet, but he will soon.
The elevator slowed, and the doors opened, and he was greeted by another couple of officers, as he walked in nodded to them as they continued their rounds. Well he was sure nothing was going to happen to any of them here and now, and he only hoped they could see that, and what he had planned for them, as it formulated in his mind, along with Catwoman.
He walked into the boardroom and the second they saw who it was, they all started talking, asking the same question- “How are we going to be protected?”, he answered them*
Listen, please all of you sit down and relax, for the time being you will stay here, when night comes, you will all be escorted to one of my safe houses, there you will be as safe as Fort Knox, no one will know where you are, and no one can get in. I will join you there later tonight, so please put your minds at ease and try to relax. I have my security team working on finding out who is doing this and I will have the answers shortly, I promise, so sit back and relax, and lets discuss the plans for renovating the Warehouse district. I figure this will take everyone’s mind off the situation and before you know it, you will all be safe and sound.
*They all sat back down, and the Mayor was the first to speak up*
Mayor: How do you plan on getting rid of whomever is doing this. We have all heard rumors that the Joker is behind this and possibly even Beritti.
Mayor, I understand what you are saying, and I just want to let you all know, that I will do everything within my power to find whomever is behind this and will use the entire GCPD to get to the bottom of this as well. I just need for all of you to stay calm and go about business as usual.
Mayor: What if we are followed?
You won’t be. *Thomas then walks over to the table and sits down* You have my word, none of you will be harmed, you are all safe. Have I ever misguided any of you?
*He looked around the table and everyone nodded No. He smiled and continued*
So lets talk about the renovations shall we…..
*The afternoon went by quickly and when it was time to move them and their families to safety, he was with them all the way. Each one of them was taken in a separate car, totally bullet and bomb proof, something right off the line that Wayne Enterprises manufactured. Each family was then driven in a single file, with a police escort to the destination and all arrived safely. Once they were all taken inside, he made sure the alarms were turned on and the GCPD had their finest men walking the perimeter, but they remained out of site not to attract attention, as he then slipped out and headed to meet Sam, so they can both go to the Kitty Nights Burlesque*
The longer he dwelled on it, the longer they were standing there. The longer either stood there, the blood from the building was wafting through the air— wolves, vampires, police oh my, they were going to attract something they couldn’t afford to by waiting around. In the end, what the man had offered was a singular plan. Should he have gone with it, as he would’ve in the past, it meant a patient wait to linger in pain until it subsided. Oh fucking well, he’d done it before hadn’t he?
Before he could settle on the idea or even psych himself up for it, she was tugging at him again. Blue hues shot a dirty look to her toward being grabbed at, but there was no fuss to be had this time around. With one hand still gripping the shoulder adjacent, he took off after her with his teeth gritted. Each alleyway came and went where no one would bother to shout or stop them; with the side of the city they were on, the occupants knew when to avert their eyes and carry on their own business. The subway? Jason had the thought to dig his heels in at the base of the stairs, but he wouldn’t. No hell down below would be any worse than what had already gone on that night.
That’s what you thought earlier, Kei.
Approaching the gate he slowed for a moment as if calculating just how he’d go about it. Kougar’s voice rang out before he could attempt it. A stare was shot her way with a furrowed brow as if to question whether she was serious with it. Still… he’d been quiet for some time now, hadn’t he? For the mouthy tomcat, it might have been a new record for the night. Watching her get into formation to give a boost, he seemed to bite back whatever adamant comment was sitting in his throat and he nodded his head. With the assistance, he planted his feet on top and steadied himself with his hand as gently as he could, teeth-gritting as he hopped down perhaps quicker than he could, grunting with a sharp hiss of pain thereafter. So maybe he wasn’t graceful. So maybe he was hurting, not that he was apt to admit it at this point.
“Just where the hell’re we headed..?” Jason muttered. As the train shot past them with only a handful of silhouettes sitting in each car, he studied it momentarily then looked to her. Just as the tail end of the subway train passed them, he watched her drop down into the lower level.
...Was he really going to end the night being pulverized by a train? Could he recover from that? The clock was ticking and the Catwoman had no reservations. Once more, he was following. By the time she’d turned around to assist he was crouched down by the drop-off, studying the distance. “Hang on, Just give me a second-” The man grumbled. He finally settled back on his rear and slid off the ledge. Jason landed low with his knees bent further than needed to take the impact, another grunt of pain echoing in the corridor but he righted himself quickly.
Down the tunnel he went, not near as quick to keep on the tail of the woman but he followed the footsteps as they echoed. He would once let the curse lift, hollow sockets adding little information to the surroundings. He shifted back. The further they went, the quicker he forced his pace- he knew the rate of those damned things, he knew it could greet him around the corner if it was even the slightest bit early or late. He had traversed the abandoned portions of the subway system, but never the active. In his mind, he had a good enough reason. It was no wonder that when he felt the tunnel vibrate with the energy of an oncoming train, his heart dropped down to his stomach.
Kougar wasn’t even a thought, now. Not as the lights were growing closer and closer and he found himself standing frozen on the edge of the tracks, wide eyes shifting on whether he could- The jerk on his collar shook him back to life, his feet scrambling to move. When he wouldn’t brush against the wall Jason flinched, watching himself fall through the hologram, gathering his bearings.
“You’re something else… y’know that?” Jason’s low tone echoed from a little ways behind. He had taken a moment to collect himself before footsteps would be heard in pursuit. He was silent thereafter, pushing his senses to his surroundings rather than conversation as they walked down the corridor he could be certain wasn’t on the map. It was the last he would say as the curse once more took over his form, hollow sockets searching in the dark for what was to come next. He paused at the door. While the woman worked on getting light in the space, his hand clamped on his shoulder was cramping and he’d slumped some with his posture as he leaned. Once the lantern came to life, his skulled presence was half-illuminated in the doorway as he studied the hole of a room.
“What the hell is this place… anyway?” Kei muttered in his raspy voice as he stepped in slowly, letting the Catwoman tend to locking the door. His gaze did a sweep around the room. “If you care about it, you’d better not having me sitting on it,” He warned, glancing around for an alternative. The register was tested for whether it was on or not before he’d sit down, putting half his weight on it. Slowly, he pulled his hand from his shoulder and started unzipping the jacket to peel it off. “Don’t suppose you’ve gotta needle and thread lying around, do you?” He questioned under his breath as he worked the sleeve from his good arm down and off, a white tank top present and partially bloodied underneath.
I personally don’t mind what sort of story we come up with to be honest. We can talk a bit about what we’d like for a story. And my interpretation of Batman/Bruce Wayne is from The Dark Knight Trilogy, and I’m very familiar with those movies and the characterization in them. Sorry for just responding now, I’ve been busy. I hope you’re doing well.
Was the damned thing dead? He saw no movement. He wouldn't be checking as he attempted to haul her to her feet, only to be paused. Stepping back, he clamped a hand back on his shoulder for the time being. As she did her own inspections of the beasts that lay in heaps on the ground, he threw the gun back in its holster.
"Souvenirs?" The far smoother voice came from the man as the curse was suppressed and blue hues stared back at her, eyeing the fangs collected on occasion. The expression he wore was fed up with their evening at best, jaw tight, but there was some relief to be had in it. He cast one more look to the wolves before he took the lead on heading out of the building.
Jason looked at the sky overhead where the buildings were still tall shadows and light hadn't quite filled the streets yet. They had time to kill and safety to find before the scent of blood would pose a problem. "I'll check when we're out of here. It'll heal… all it'll take is to stop the bleeding." Jason answered, hand still clamped tight on it for the time being.
"The theatre's out. Going back in the dark ain't an option." He did a sweep of their surroundings and started walking. Any direction from the site of the fight was better. "You ask me, we find a rooftop to park on. Wait it out." He turned his head to her. "Unless you've got a better idea."
*As Thomas entered City Hall, he stopped for a second and looked back as Sam drove off. She had to be ok, or more than that he thought to himself, as he reached to open the double doors leading into City Hall, but before he did that, he stopped and thought to hiumself. Was it a dream? Was it real? He didn't really know at this point, but his feelings for her, he knew they were real. But how was he going to break it to her, who he truly is. Would she still believe in him, would her feelings, if she had any falter. He didn't know and he couldn't dwell on this for now, as he had more important things to take care of, like telling the board members that they are ok, and will be taken care of.
He tried to push her back in his mind, but not too far back, he knew he would see her tonight, or hoped he would, but he just didn't, or was it he wasn't sure how she would react upon meeting him, he left it at that and entered the building. The double doors swinging open and he stepping inside and maiking his way past the guards posted, Gordon wasn't taking any chances, which is good, and what he wanted. He walked past the officers and went to the elevator, pressed the button and waited for it to open, and all the while, she was dancing in his head.....*
A strike against the wolf was better than none- but was it worth the bullet if the damned thing was still charging? When Kougar answered that fated question he grimaced deep down… a little too soon. Before he could think to raise his gun he had made the mistake of taking his vision off for only a second.
Bang. Kei watched in relief as the brute fell limp yet let out a sharp groan in pain as crimson seeped from the slices at the top of his jacket. Clambering to get out from under the beast he nearly fought her as Kougar helped to pull him backward, gathering his bearings on who it was. He got to his feet just as quickly as he could manage, inspecting the damage before the second wolf’s feet landed inside.
“It’ll have to do,” Kei muttered as the second wolf closed in, raising the gun again for what it was worth. He watched the beast rise, its head nearly reached the ceiling of the building, or so it appeared like, from their own height. Resisting the urge to clamp a hand over his shoulder, he took a small step back subconsciously. An ear flicked her way when the Catwoman spoke and for once, he didn’t question it.
You got a plan, Kyle!?” He hissed back (what was supposed to be a whisper), as he dug in his pocket with his left hand and handed the lighter over. The smoke screen was taken once his hand was emptied of his own trade, gripped tightly in his hand while the other held the gun yet.
Then came the shout, and the wolf’s growling voice in outrage over the body that was now still on the ground. When the right words were spoken, he filtered the wolf’s snarls out and held the canister up to his mouth. A top incisor hooked around the ring on the pin, jaws clamping tight around it as his arm ripped it free from the canister itself. The pin ripped free with a sharp sound and he let it loose onto the ground.
This, he was familiar with. As the canister rolled smoke poured out of it, covering the floor and rising quickly to fill the room. They had to survive for as long as it took to take it over. Kougar’s hunched over figure fell into the smoky background as his sockets watched the wolf; the demon’s façade held the advantage of vision that wouldn’t blink, nor sting at the smoke filling the space. His head turned left and right, knowing he was bound for heading right. What the hell was she up to, anyway!? Now was their chance, to-
The wolf’s figure shifted in the smoke and headed for the Catwoman. His ears pinned back. He heard the shout of his name and the scraping across the floor that accompanied it, putting together the scene in his head. The next moment, he saw the silhouette being drug along after it. Without another second’s thought, he held the handgun up and took a shot- no sound. The demon swore loudly and hoped for a distraction in the least. He knew he wasn’t leaving until the brute was dead.
The flicker of light was seen as the arrow was set loose to streak through the smoke. H heard the grotesque shriek of the werewolf when it hit its mark. How had she!? He understood it, now. Without any further hesitation, given the chance, Kei dropped to a knee and took his final shots, emptying the mag of whatever it was worth. Two shots were let loose as the result, the smoke starting to settle little by little as the canister ran out.
Through the chaos, Kougar would hear footsteps from behind. A hand clamped around her upper arm to attempt to pull her onto her feet. “C’mon!”
*After his shower and what was to be a shave, as he didn’t bother doing the latter, he got dressed, and as he was dressing he reached out to Sam, to have him pull the car around and get ready to drive over to Gotham City Hall. He had a very important meeting with the City Board Members, including the Mayor and Governor. He wouldn’t keep them long as he had to get them back into protective custody while those lunatics were still on the loose, knocking them off. While he sat waiting for Sam, his mind drifted to the dream, if you can call it that, because to him it was as real as anything else going on around him, but he knew eventually he would have to let her know that he does know who she is and perhaps he would need to tell her who he was, but not just yet, he needed to wait, to make sure.
When Sam pulled up, Thomas walked out of the building and headed for the car, Sam was as prompt as ever. When he got in, he didn’t know whether to tell him of his dream or not, so he waited, for the right time, which wasn’t yet*
Sam: I received word that all the Board members arrived safely and City Hall is on lockdown. You think you are safe?
Good question, but I can’t go into hiding like them, I have things to do and heads to break so to speak, but thanks for letting me know everyone made it there ok, we need to make sure they are protected
*Nothing else was said until they arrived at City Hall, and then it was only a brief nod, but before Sam left, Thomas mentioned one thing to him*
Check in on the night club, make sure she is ok…..
*Sam nodded and then drove off as Thomas entered the building*
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It took a moment after the train whirred past the entrance before the cat had a grasp on just what had happened. When he was certain he wasn’t going to fade to black and wake up one death later, his head had whipped back toward Kougar and snapped the remark. Kei followed after. ‘Fed up’ was one term for the night, ‘relieved’ was another. His head bounced between the two as his focus went from the throbbing of his shoulder and the echoes of their steps in the corridor. What the hell was he going to do the next time around..? There was no doubting that the issue—either issue, had him confined to the city for a while whether he liked it or not.
Silent after he sat, the demon’s focus went on stripping the bloodied piece of clothing slowly but surely. As he pulled it from his bummed arm his ears were pinned back sharply to his head, abdomen immobile as if he was holding his breath. The jacket dropped on the ground with a thud, bound to leave a bloody mark. Better there, than on the bed. As he looked down, the leather jacket had done its work in taking the bulk of the impact. Through the thick material, a few heavy gouges had managed to go past the skin, coated in blood, which had a way of making things look worse than they were.
“Hell never broke loose on this end of the pond, suppose they were ready for it, weren’t they?” In short, he was content enough that the bunker was there, even if only for their purposes alone. The curse was suppressed once more as the demon pulled the tank top(already a lost cause) from over his head to put pressure over the gashes; the largest of them was around 4” in length, the next two lessening from that. When his name was used, the man’s blue hues rose sharply to stare her down. The glare of a look lessened as she spoke.
There was that devilish glint in his eyes again when Jason huffed. A brow raised. “You call me a copycat, but I’d bet that you’ve never seen a thing like me.” He would’ve winked if he wasn’t occupied with what lies under the balled-up shirt pressed on his shoulder. “And I didn’t lie to you, did I? I just didn’t tell you. I wasn’t aware we’re on a first-name basis anyway,” Jason sneered. “You want to know what I was born with..? Well... it’s Jason. If I’m working for you, you're tryin' to find me, or I owe you money, its Kei.” His head tipped back against the wall lightly. “You said you had staples..?”
*Once the elevator doors opened, he stepped in. Once inside he pressed 12, and the doors closed with that soft whoosh, sealing him in for his ride to the meet the board members. But there was something else troubling him. She kept popping back up in his mind, the dream, what happened and was it real? He didn’t have the answers yet, but he will soon.
The elevator slowed, and the doors opened, and he was greeted by another couple of officers, as he walked in nodded to them as they continued their rounds. Well he was sure nothing was going to happen to any of them here and now, and he only hoped they could see that, and what he had planned for them, as it formulated in his mind, along with Catwoman.
He walked into the boardroom and the second they saw who it was, they all started talking, asking the same question- “How are we going to be protected?”, he answered them*
Listen, please all of you sit down and relax, for the time being you will stay here, when night comes, you will all be escorted to one of my safe houses, there you will be as safe as Fort Knox, no one will know where you are, and no one can get in. I will join you there later tonight, so please put your minds at ease and try to relax. I have my security team working on finding out who is doing this and I will have the answers shortly, I promise, so sit back and relax, and lets discuss the plans for renovating the Warehouse district. I figure this will take everyone’s mind off the situation and before you know it, you will all be safe and sound.
*They all sat back down, and the Mayor was the first to speak up*
Mayor: How do you plan on getting rid of whomever is doing this. We have all heard rumors that the Joker is behind this and possibly even Beritti.
Mayor, I understand what you are saying, and I just want to let you all know, that I will do everything within my power to find whomever is behind this and will use the entire GCPD to get to the bottom of this as well. I just need for all of you to stay calm and go about business as usual.
Mayor: What if we are followed?
You won’t be. *Thomas then walks over to the table and sits down* You have my word, none of you will be harmed, you are all safe. Have I ever misguided any of you?
*He looked around the table and everyone nodded No. He smiled and continued*
So lets talk about the renovations shall we…..
*The afternoon went by quickly and when it was time to move them and their families to safety, he was with them all the way. Each one of them was taken in a separate car, totally bullet and bomb proof, something right off the line that Wayne Enterprises manufactured. Each family was then driven in a single file, with a police escort to the destination and all arrived safely. Once they were all taken inside, he made sure the alarms were turned on and the GCPD had their finest men walking the perimeter, but they remained out of site not to attract attention, as he then slipped out and headed to meet Sam, so they can both go to the Kitty Nights Burlesque*
The longer he dwelled on it, the longer they were standing there. The longer either stood there, the blood from the building was wafting through the air— wolves, vampires, police oh my, they were going to attract something they couldn’t afford to by waiting around. In the end, what the man had offered was a singular plan. Should he have gone with it, as he would’ve in the past, it meant a patient wait to linger in pain until it subsided. Oh fucking well, he’d done it before hadn’t he?
Before he could settle on the idea or even psych himself up for it, she was tugging at him again. Blue hues shot a dirty look to her toward being grabbed at, but there was no fuss to be had this time around. With one hand still gripping the shoulder adjacent, he took off after her with his teeth gritted. Each alleyway came and went where no one would bother to shout or stop them; with the side of the city they were on, the occupants knew when to avert their eyes and carry on their own business. The subway? Jason had the thought to dig his heels in at the base of the stairs, but he wouldn’t. No hell down below would be any worse than what had already gone on that night.
That’s what you thought earlier, Kei.
Approaching the gate he slowed for a moment as if calculating just how he’d go about it. Kougar’s voice rang out before he could attempt it. A stare was shot her way with a furrowed brow as if to question whether she was serious with it. Still… he’d been quiet for some time now, hadn’t he? For the mouthy tomcat, it might have been a new record for the night. Watching her get into formation to give a boost, he seemed to bite back whatever adamant comment was sitting in his throat and he nodded his head. With the assistance, he planted his feet on top and steadied himself with his hand as gently as he could, teeth-gritting as he hopped down perhaps quicker than he could, grunting with a sharp hiss of pain thereafter. So maybe he wasn’t graceful. So maybe he was hurting, not that he was apt to admit it at this point.
“Just where the hell’re we headed..?” Jason muttered. As the train shot past them with only a handful of silhouettes sitting in each car, he studied it momentarily then looked to her. Just as the tail end of the subway train passed them, he watched her drop down into the lower level.
...Was he really going to end the night being pulverized by a train? Could he recover from that? The clock was ticking and the Catwoman had no reservations. Once more, he was following. By the time she’d turned around to assist he was crouched down by the drop-off, studying the distance. “Hang on, Just give me a second-” The man grumbled. He finally settled back on his rear and slid off the ledge. Jason landed low with his knees bent further than needed to take the impact, another grunt of pain echoing in the corridor but he righted himself quickly.
Down the tunnel he went, not near as quick to keep on the tail of the woman but he followed the footsteps as they echoed. He would once let the curse lift, hollow sockets adding little information to the surroundings. He shifted back. The further they went, the quicker he forced his pace- he knew the rate of those damned things, he knew it could greet him around the corner if it was even the slightest bit early or late. He had traversed the abandoned portions of the subway system, but never the active. In his mind, he had a good enough reason. It was no wonder that when he felt the tunnel vibrate with the energy of an oncoming train, his heart dropped down to his stomach.
Kougar wasn’t even a thought, now. Not as the lights were growing closer and closer and he found himself standing frozen on the edge of the tracks, wide eyes shifting on whether he could- The jerk on his collar shook him back to life, his feet scrambling to move. When he wouldn’t brush against the wall Jason flinched, watching himself fall through the hologram, gathering his bearings.
“You’re something else… y’know that?” Jason’s low tone echoed from a little ways behind. He had taken a moment to collect himself before footsteps would be heard in pursuit. He was silent thereafter, pushing his senses to his surroundings rather than conversation as they walked down the corridor he could be certain wasn’t on the map. It was the last he would say as the curse once more took over his form, hollow sockets searching in the dark for what was to come next. He paused at the door. While the woman worked on getting light in the space, his hand clamped on his shoulder was cramping and he’d slumped some with his posture as he leaned. Once the lantern came to life, his skulled presence was half-illuminated in the doorway as he studied the hole of a room.
“What the hell is this place… anyway?” Kei muttered in his raspy voice as he stepped in slowly, letting the Catwoman tend to locking the door. His gaze did a sweep around the room. “If you care about it, you’d better not having me sitting on it,” He warned, glancing around for an alternative. The register was tested for whether it was on or not before he’d sit down, putting half his weight on it. Slowly, he pulled his hand from his shoulder and started unzipping the jacket to peel it off. “Don’t suppose you’ve gotta needle and thread lying around, do you?” He questioned under his breath as he worked the sleeve from his good arm down and off, a white tank top present and partially bloodied underneath.
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Was the damned thing dead? He saw no movement. He wouldn't be checking as he attempted to haul her to her feet, only to be paused. Stepping back, he clamped a hand back on his shoulder for the time being. As she did her own inspections of the beasts that lay in heaps on the ground, he threw the gun back in its holster.
"Souvenirs?" The far smoother voice came from the man as the curse was suppressed and blue hues stared back at her, eyeing the fangs collected on occasion. The expression he wore was fed up with their evening at best, jaw tight, but there was some relief to be had in it. He cast one more look to the wolves before he took the lead on heading out of the building.
Jason looked at the sky overhead where the buildings were still tall shadows and light hadn't quite filled the streets yet. They had time to kill and safety to find before the scent of blood would pose a problem. "I'll check when we're out of here. It'll heal… all it'll take is to stop the bleeding." Jason answered, hand still clamped tight on it for the time being.
"The theatre's out. Going back in the dark ain't an option." He did a sweep of their surroundings and started walking. Any direction from the site of the fight was better. "You ask me, we find a rooftop to park on. Wait it out." He turned his head to her. "Unless you've got a better idea."
*As Thomas entered City Hall, he stopped for a second and looked back as Sam drove off. She had to be ok, or more than that he thought to himself, as he reached to open the double doors leading into City Hall, but before he did that, he stopped and thought to hiumself. Was it a dream? Was it real? He didn't really know at this point, but his feelings for her, he knew they were real. But how was he going to break it to her, who he truly is. Would she still believe in him, would her feelings, if she had any falter. He didn't know and he couldn't dwell on this for now, as he had more important things to take care of, like telling the board members that they are ok, and will be taken care of.
He tried to push her back in his mind, but not too far back, he knew he would see her tonight, or hoped he would, but he just didn't, or was it he wasn't sure how she would react upon meeting him, he left it at that and entered the building. The double doors swinging open and he stepping inside and maiking his way past the guards posted, Gordon wasn't taking any chances, which is good, and what he wanted. He walked past the officers and went to the elevator, pressed the button and waited for it to open, and all the while, she was dancing in his head.....*
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Hello Catwoman. I hope you're having a good day today.
A strike against the wolf was better than none- but was it worth the bullet if the damned thing was still charging? When Kougar answered that fated question he grimaced deep down… a little too soon. Before he could think to raise his gun he had made the mistake of taking his vision off for only a second.
Bang. Kei watched in relief as the brute fell limp yet let out a sharp groan in pain as crimson seeped from the slices at the top of his jacket. Clambering to get out from under the beast he nearly fought her as Kougar helped to pull him backward, gathering his bearings on who it was. He got to his feet just as quickly as he could manage, inspecting the damage before the second wolf’s feet landed inside.
“It’ll have to do,” Kei muttered as the second wolf closed in, raising the gun again for what it was worth. He watched the beast rise, its head nearly reached the ceiling of the building, or so it appeared like, from their own height. Resisting the urge to clamp a hand over his shoulder, he took a small step back subconsciously. An ear flicked her way when the Catwoman spoke and for once, he didn’t question it.
You got a plan, Kyle!?” He hissed back (what was supposed to be a whisper), as he dug in his pocket with his left hand and handed the lighter over. The smoke screen was taken once his hand was emptied of his own trade, gripped tightly in his hand while the other held the gun yet.
Then came the shout, and the wolf’s growling voice in outrage over the body that was now still on the ground. When the right words were spoken, he filtered the wolf’s snarls out and held the canister up to his mouth. A top incisor hooked around the ring on the pin, jaws clamping tight around it as his arm ripped it free from the canister itself. The pin ripped free with a sharp sound and he let it loose onto the ground.
This, he was familiar with. As the canister rolled smoke poured out of it, covering the floor and rising quickly to fill the room. They had to survive for as long as it took to take it over. Kougar’s hunched over figure fell into the smoky background as his sockets watched the wolf; the demon’s façade held the advantage of vision that wouldn’t blink, nor sting at the smoke filling the space. His head turned left and right, knowing he was bound for heading right. What the hell was she up to, anyway!? Now was their chance, to-
The wolf’s figure shifted in the smoke and headed for the Catwoman. His ears pinned back. He heard the shout of his name and the scraping across the floor that accompanied it, putting together the scene in his head. The next moment, he saw the silhouette being drug along after it. Without another second’s thought, he held the handgun up and took a shot- no sound. The demon swore loudly and hoped for a distraction in the least. He knew he wasn’t leaving until the brute was dead.
The flicker of light was seen as the arrow was set loose to streak through the smoke. H heard the grotesque shriek of the werewolf when it hit its mark. How had she!? He understood it, now. Without any further hesitation, given the chance, Kei dropped to a knee and took his final shots, emptying the mag of whatever it was worth. Two shots were let loose as the result, the smoke starting to settle little by little as the canister ran out.
Through the chaos, Kougar would hear footsteps from behind. A hand clamped around her upper arm to attempt to pull her onto her feet. “C’mon!”
*After his shower and what was to be a shave, as he didn’t bother doing the latter, he got dressed, and as he was dressing he reached out to Sam, to have him pull the car around and get ready to drive over to Gotham City Hall. He had a very important meeting with the City Board Members, including the Mayor and Governor. He wouldn’t keep them long as he had to get them back into protective custody while those lunatics were still on the loose, knocking them off. While he sat waiting for Sam, his mind drifted to the dream, if you can call it that, because to him it was as real as anything else going on around him, but he knew eventually he would have to let her know that he does know who she is and perhaps he would need to tell her who he was, but not just yet, he needed to wait, to make sure.
When Sam pulled up, Thomas walked out of the building and headed for the car, Sam was as prompt as ever. When he got in, he didn’t know whether to tell him of his dream or not, so he waited, for the right time, which wasn’t yet*
Sam: I received word that all the Board members arrived safely and City Hall is on lockdown. You think you are safe?
Good question, but I can’t go into hiding like them, I have things to do and heads to break so to speak, but thanks for letting me know everyone made it there ok, we need to make sure they are protected
*Nothing else was said until they arrived at City Hall, and then it was only a brief nod, but before Sam left, Thomas mentioned one thing to him*
Check in on the night club, make sure she is ok…..
*Sam nodded and then drove off as Thomas entered the building*
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