Kathrine "Ymir" Kuriza Power Level: 2,953 (11,812 - 75% HWs) Current Guards/Minions: The Ghost of Lizbeth Kuriza Current Effects: Human Zeni Bonus and Heavy Weights Word Count: 244 Character Count: 1,304 Tags: Jenny Tonica
The shine of street lights gleamed as it coated the side of Katherine's pale face. Her dead eyes mildly scanning side to side as she walked down the paved sidewalk. It was dark outside, early morning it seemed. It was hard to tell the time when you walked for hours on end, her mind focused on other more gruesome matters. It was definitely going to be hell for her.
As she made her way down, she noticed a small bar, an outlet with people going in and out at a moderate pace, Kat felt a sort of calm from the place. Inside was basic, with a barline with a television above suspended by a wall hanger. It was average overall. Even the people inside were normal humans, with the occasional alien thrown in as if to try and have diversity among the crowd. It wasn't much of a problem to the Bio-Android, as she sat down on one of the tables. Despite her very light pale skin with the dark black jumpsuit, she was ignored by most people, allowing her to be mopy in her small corner table.
She looked into the mirror on the wall, gazing upon her face tattoo and being tempted to just destroy the wall with one of her tentacles, but stopping herself. She looked through her mind and memories trying to remember what it was she felt horrible about. Something she couldn't remember. She truly had hit rock bottom.
A little past one in the morning, Jenny sat at the bar in a dive hidden away in one of the many corners of East City. She usually didn't do this sort of thing, stay out so late drinking, but they were celebrating. Scottie's contract with her former employer was up, and her own work to secure a building for a goal that she'd had for a while now was coming along nicely. All that was left was to wait for the paperwork to go through, finish up what was left after that, and sign her name.
Speaking of, her green eyes waved towards the door as her friend stepped outside for some fresh air. The night was winding down now, and the patrons were dwindling in numbers faster than the street could replace them. Every now and again, she let her gaze pass over and around the bar, some bottle of import raised to her lips as she watched with idle boredom. A few people caught her eye from time to time, yet she never strayed from her seat.
That is, until a shorter woman with black hair walked through the door. She was unbelievably slim, and the black jumpsuit was strange, but there was something that'd taken her attention by the hand and wouldn't let go. After putting on a seductive smile, she gestured for another two bottles and stood to straighten the wrinkles out of her fine, green dress.
"Hey there, stranger." Jen uttered the knowingly cliché line as she set one of the fresh beers on the table in front of the black-haired woman. "You looked like you could use a drink. Mind if I join you?" Okay, that'd sounded awful, she thought to herself. Maybe, she'd been affected a little more than she'd thought.
Tags:Katherine OOC: It read like Kat's taken a human appearance, but correct me if I'm wrong.
The arrival of the woman had slightly surprised Kat, looking over at Jenny and staring deep into her eyes, before looking down at the beverage. It was pleasant to have someone approach, though this person seemed to only be a normal human due to their signature. Odd, as she seemed to look more like a corpse to people than a person. Though she could only guess there were people who found that normal. Lizbeth wasn't having any more of the hiding it seemed, as the tiny crimson cat head appeared among it's mist of ectoplasm, sticking slightly out of the wall. She was... Drawn to the area it seemed, as Kat scanned the small vicinity. Her body shifted in the skin tight jumpsuit, which was surprisingly not part of her body, and thus uncomfortable. She slightly missed her exoskeleton, and mass of bloody pulp and tentacles... Well, she actually still had her tentacles, so she couldn't complain about missing those, but they were hidden in her back; where two small holes were on her suit.
"Oh, uh, thank you. Feel free to join me. My name is Katherine Kuriza, but most people call me Kat or Ymir" She said aloud, slightly squeaky. She was getting used to air entering her throat, foreign and non-processed by her exoskeleton. How did humans do this? "Sorry for the noise. You slightly surprised me. Normally people just ignore me or stay away from me. I'm not exactly liked by people. This right here is-" Kat was about to introduce the small ghost kitten as it flew over to the table top and strutted around, interrupting the young woman. Kat decided to try the drink, recoiling from the taste for a second.
"Yes, I am Lizbeth Kuriza. Nice to meet you. I'm that thing's aunt or something, we never made a family tree. Who might you be? I am sensing something... off on you. You aren't the average human" Lizbeth said in her cutesy girl voice, slightly odd coming out of a cat ghost. The little creature's paw reached out as if to shake the woman's hand.
OOC: Yeah, she recently became semi-permanently stuck in the shape-shifted form of a humanoid This is what it looks like: CLICK HERE
Her green eyes lit up as a kitten stepped through the wall and strut across the table. Red aura or no, it was still adorable, and she couldn't help but to laugh a bit at the black ball of fluff. She set her own beer on the table as she took her seat, and reached up to pet the red-eyed kitten.
"Kat, huh?" Jen mused aloud while the other woman talked. She was just about to ask why people wouldn't have liked her, when the most fitting voice came out of the kitten. She was quite surprised, at first, but after a few seconds, it wasn't that shocking. After all, she could get past its appearance, and there were all sorts of weird happenings lately.
"I'm Jenny Tonica," She replied to the kitten, throwing a glance up at the woman as she did to ensure that she hadn't forgotten about her. "But, please, call me Jen." As she introduced herself, she took the offered paw from the kitten, though her hands quickly returned to its back and scalp. Regardless of her previous intentions when approaching the black-haired woman, she was now smitten with the little bundle of cuteness.
"So, aunt to a talking kitten?" She smiled across the table, an act which was soon interrupted by a sip from her bottle. "Is there some story behind that?"
Lizbeth purred, despite normally disliking when people touched her ghosty fur, and laid down on the table top surface while Kat thought over how to explain the family. She was almost certain most normal people had not heard of man made beings, most noticeably human looking creatures. She decided to play it in an alien sense, fiddling her thumbs for a second, before explaining.
"Well... Genetically speaking, Lizzy there is my aunt. She..." She said, being coming confused on what to say. It was impossible to explain how an undead cat was related to her. She got fuzzy in her mind for a second, before sighing deeply. "Ah. What's the point. I'm not natural. I wasn't born, and I don't have parents. Lizbeth right there, the kitten, is the ghost of a now dead psychopath who committed mass murders all over the Earth, and I am the product of the genetics of her brother. They took Lizbeth's brother's DNA and used it to make me. It doesn't look it much, but in my original form, I looked identical to what Lizbeth looked like when she was alive. You might have heard of the Crimson Cannibal. You are petting her." Kat got off her chest, hoping not to horrify or confuse the human. For all that Kat knew, this human would blow it off as some childish none sense emitting from a fool, but it was better then hiding behind a web of lies.
Lizbeth, on the other hand, was slightly conflicted at this reveal of information, strutting up from her perch and looking over at Katherine, before sending a telepathic message into the Bio-Android's mind. "Are you insane? She might think your crazy and call the police. Nothing ever ended good with the police!" Kat would hear inside her mind, before the cat spoke aloud so their new acquaintance could hear. "Yeah, she is right. I'm not exactly a good person. And yes, I am dead, but that shouldn't be to odd. There is an Arcosian drinking whiskey shots behind the bar." The kitten's horrible logic ran through. Hopefully it wouldn't be to much of an oddity. Jenny Tonica
She listened idly to the strange explanation of how, as she'd been mistaken, the kitten was actually the aunt to the black-haired woman. While the other woman spoke, Jen sipped on her beer, then decided to drink a little more as the story took a turn for the downright bizarre. Maybe she'd need something a little stronger than beer, she thought for a moment.
"True," She uttered with a shrug, as she had seen the arcosian before. He was doing anything if not being hard on himself, and downing every drop of whiskey that the bartender would put in front of him. Then again, she didn't know much about alien physiology, so he could just as well be a lightweight or unaffected by such a gross amount of alcohol.
"I mean, even if your story were true," She spoke with a tone that suggested she wasn't about to believe the woman and cat's story, and quite truthfully, at that. "It wouldn't be the weirdest thing to happen to me lately. Why, just the other day, a boy appeared in my home, claiming to be the spirit of a child who'd died there just a few years before I'd bought the place!" After recounting the odd tale she'd been told by the red-haired intruder, she took another sip.
"So, you're related to a cat," she grinned and gestured to the woman sitting across from her. "You're a serial killer from a past life, and my house is haunted by a... He looked about fifteen, or so." She giggled a bit at the absurdity of it all. "I'd say the Earth's been going to hell lately, but it seems like Hell came to us, instead."
To her surprise, it'd felt good to get some of that off her chest. Things had gotten much too strange, lately.