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Katt Batten

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Sublimation: Through the looking Glass
« on: September 17, 2013, 02:54:34 PM »
[size=9]Past Katt[/size]

It seemed that some creature had started living in her cave while she was searching. Some sort of animal she had never seen before. When she first found it the thing had nearly taken her arm off. Thanks to Grimm it was nice and bandaged.

Not that the bandages remained cleaned for much longer.

The beast had been removed from her cave with her own two hands but the beast didn't seem to want to give it up so easily. That didn't matter to her.

Before nightfall the creature's blood had painted the earthen walls and its carcase was tucked to the back of the cave to be disposed of during the early morning hours. To do so at night wasn't wise. Nor was keeping it there in the cave with her but it was better of two evils.

[size=9]Present Katt[/size]

Pissed off.

She was terribly pissed off.

She wanted to throttle Morgan until he was purple and blue.

But above all else..she felt a panic in her chest.

Clayton offering himself up as seemingly some sort of pet while helping Morgan infiltrate some slavers home caused such a knot in her stomach. The idea that Clayton, while as strong as he was, could be enslaved...it caused several unsettling feelings that she was trying to work out.

She left the inn in a state that her surroundings were not so much her worry.

The cold sensation crawling up her arms...clawing at her very will...

It felt overwhelming joy at the thought of being rid of Clayton.

She had made it to the middle of the city seemingly not realizing she was being followed. Or if she had she just wasn't showing she had noticed.

Over the past few days events had been going on that left her..well..baffled...

An orc all up in her face about a child he mistaken for as her own because they looked so much alike.  Never had she felt so low or angry as when that orc bellowed in her face about being a horrific mother.

She didn't have any children...

Hell it wasn't until recently that she hadn't even really given it any thought.

It wasn't until Arthour explained that there was a young girl running around who resembled an awful lot like her. No...he said it was her. Her past self.

Her past self..was in the city..and it made what the orc said much more clearer...

Well that was her goal then. She had to make sure that this..child..this..younger her..was safe. While the orc may of not liked her just sitting back and not interfering...she also didn't like the idea of disappearing...

She had a lot she wasn't willing to give up.

She no longer wanted death...

She made her way for the Glen, deciding to check a few 'hot spots' there first.

Clayton kept his peace as he followed after her, slipping out the door before it had closed, catlike grace as he moved in her wake silently but not making any effort to keep her from noticing, just keeping a short distance between them. He knew it was best to let her go, and just...be there when she was ready.

She had avoided the area rather well..It held too many memories but ..that was where she was headed. The last time she even thought about the place was when she was waiting for Leo..on that night..Ugh..Thinking about that night made her chest hurt..

Shaking her head she focused on her course, making her way through the city and eventually into the forest past. She knew he was there and for the walk she was silent, if only to calm down. She did eventually stop and tilt her head in his direction..again..not looking at him. She seemed to be waiting for him to join her at the edge of a clearing where the mountains started.

He didn't know where she was going, and he kept an easy pace with her, not closing the distance nor falling back. As they entered the forest he felt the animal within him stir, just a touch, as it always did when he left 'civilization' behind.

He caught that tilt of her head in his direction when she stopped, and he didn't pause or falter in his steps, simply glided up to stnad next to her in silence at the edge of the clearing. The green-gold eyes turned to focus on her a moment before he looked around to survey their surroundings, his senses wide awake and alert.

She smelled it. Blood. There was something off in the distance too.. an unnatural scent of blood. One she remembered. Unicorn.. Her lips thinned a bit and she shook her head. Suddenly the ink like substance whipped around her, cloaking over her like shadow hued cloth. Raising her hands up she pulled the hood forward to conceal her face in the shadows of it.

He knew the scent of blood when he smelled it. It was not unusual to him - he was a predator, and this was a place for predators to hunt their prey. For some to live, others must die...a fact know to all those who stalked and hunted.

He turned back to say something to her, maybe to apologize...but then he saw that inky darkness surrounding her, and his eyes went a touch wider, animal instincts rising in turmoil within him, warring against the man, who won out long enough for him to reach for her and speak softly, a questioning tone. (s)"Kathryn...?"

"(vs) Shush.." She scolded him quietly before raising her head. "Child! The one Grimm calls 'Little One'..I know you are there. Come out. You are among friends...I'm just here to bring food and relay a message." With that said she grew silent, waiting to see if her words would provoke out the one she wanted.

There was movement from one the mouth of one of the caverns. The interior smelled of blood, fresh..wild and the small figure that stepped from the shadows of the cavern was covered in the oldness of it. A young face smudged by blood it was even in the mismatched colored hair and on the clothes she wore. Doll like eyes looked between the two but made no attempt to get closer. There was just silence and a patience that seemed endless.

Clayton blinked and retracted his hand. That was her, all right...his Kathryn, and he couldn't help but smile a touch as he nodded and obeyed, falling silent, and turning to regard the clearing as she spoke to the night. Curiosity touched his gaze as he waited for whomever she was addressing to show themselves.

His green-gold eyes narrowed as he looked the girl over, careful to keep his gaze neutral as he observed quietly. The blood covering her masked any scent he could make out, and there was yet something...disconcertingly familiar about her that he couldn't quite place.

Really Katt had hoped that Arthour..Andu..Grimm..she really hoped they had all been wrong but that youngling ...there was no doubt. Inhaling a breath she held it and just sort of stared back. Staring contest was a go and ..with herself no less..There had been a lot of awkwardness lately but this about took the cake. "(vsw) Holy crap.."
[i:5d85fd8482][color=red:5d85fd8482]Stand my ground
I won't give in
No more denying
I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes
And hide the truth inside
If I don't make it
Someone else will[/i:5d85fd8482][/color:5d85fd8482]

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Re: Sublimation: Through the looking Glass
« Reply #1 on: May 29, 2016, 07:11:55 PM »
There was something unnerving about the woman's heavy stare and the girl shifted. Pupiless eyes turned to the man then to the woman. "Grimm.." Neither one of them were the orc she was two..three days familiar with.

Clayton made no movement from where he stood, silent and patient, a man clad in nothing more than a pair of jeans, watching the girl closely, observing her in minute. The movements, the way she held herself...that predator's grace mixed with something undoubtedly feminine, and yet with a touch of something wild as well. And then Kathryn spoke, followed by the girl...and his eyes widened in shock as he stood there, speechless, his mouth falling slightly open.

Katt's hooded head dipped into nod. "Correct. If you will let me I was asked to bring you someplace safe to rest. Here is not safe. Arthour said you were hurt.." Her eyes lowered to find the girl's arm, dingy bandage proof enough. "There will be food also." She glanced to Clayton, the first time in the longest and his reaction..well..it wasn't hard to read really.. He was probably having the same holy hell whiplash she was..just on a different scale.

Lifeless eyes of the child slowly turned to Clayton who was gawking and there was no reaction on her part. Instead she looked back to the woman. "Arthour.. Grimm. You will help me find Toby too?"

Clayton managed to find his senses, finally, as he stared at the young girl, but it was still a long moment before he could recover the look of surprise on his features. Toby's name on the girl's lips caused him to stiffen, just slightly, but he reeled in the knee-jerk reaction to it nicely, keeping his expression carefully neutral as he looked from the girl to Katt.

Katt's mouth felt raw when that name came up and it took every ounce of control not to lash out at. It would cause so much harm to the time line to tell the younger self that he wasn't worth it. That he was a jackass and she was better off without him. Hands curling up to her sides she glanced to Clayton. Would it really be so bad to say 'sorry kid...he's dead'? "We will see." She finally managed to squeeze out. "It was just asked of me to make sure you were safe and fed." She made a gesture with a hand and sidestepped closer to Clayton.

When the woman moved the younger self skiddishly moved back partly into the cave and when she noticed that it wasn't towards her she nodded. The idea of food was the only thing that really drew her out of the cave and she inched closer. When she was pushing her boundries of comfort she stopped and waited but while she waited she watched the both of them very carefully as if she were ready to scramble away at any second.

The turmoil within Clayton was different this time. Were it his choice, he would make sure the girl never encountered that one again...forgot him completely. Another part of him, however, wondered, were that never to happen, if the woman cloaked in shadow next to him would be his Kathryn now, if that were to happen. A faint smile of understanding touched his features as he gave her a faint nod and looked back towards the girl, speaking in his low, purring, soothing voice. "We mean you no harm, young one. Tell me...do you like cats?"

Katt was glad he understood the unspoken words..moreso that he understood her..and that he was there with her because she doubted she would be able to do this alone. It ached..horrifically at knowing all this youth would go through. Grimm made her feel guilty and selfish over it too. Not sparing this girl what awaited her.. Turning she started to walk to lead the way to the dojo that Brian had left her. As big as it was there was plenty of room to hide herself in and still feel safe. Be safe..

Doll like eyes blinked slowly at Clayton and the young one nodded to confirm that she did even though she had only seen the pitiful excuses for mangy cats on the streets of Mandrake. Batosai sort of looked like a great big cat too. When the woman started to move she looked to her then back to the man.

Clayton offered her a smile as he fell back a step. "Then perhaps you would feel safer traveling with one." Another step, and he was completely in shadow, his dusky skin blending perfectly with the night. There was a faint rustling, then silence...and then a moment later, the great mountain lion stepped from shadow and to the edge o f the clearing, fixing the girl with its green-golden gaze. There he stopped and settled on his more clearly than anything, 'Well, what are you waiting for?' as his tail curled around his feet.

Looking over her shoulder to see the progress all she saw was..the great cat. Under the hood Katt's expression softened and she smiled. She had to wonder..if this..changed her past.

A look of wonderment cast over the young girl's otherwise expressionless face when she was soon encountered with the large cat. She looked to where the man went..back to the cat. Slowly she inched closer but she didn't try to reach out of pet. In fact she seemed overall cautious. After all those were some big claws and teeth. Once close enough she started to reach out to touch but dropped her hand and walked past, continuing on but looking over her shoulder to see where the big kitty was.

Clayton did not shy away from her hand - in fact he leaned just enough to let her hand just graze his fur as he stood to move with slow, languid feline grace, the very epitome of every cougar that had ever walked the skin of the world, and on velvety paws he fell silently into step beside her, his eyes focused ahead as he kept pace, just close enough to invite touch if she wished it, just far enough not to crowd the girl.

Katt nodded and turned, starting to walk again. This time she didn't stop nor did she look back. She trusted Clayton.. The only time she did seem to look back was when they entered the city. She didn't stop, however, and continued through the city until they got to the very large building that Brian had given her some time ago.
[i:5d85fd8482][color=red:5d85fd8482]Stand my ground
I won't give in
No more denying
I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes
And hide the truth inside
If I don't make it
Someone else will[/i:5d85fd8482][/color:5d85fd8482]

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Re: Sublimation: Through the looking Glass
« Reply #2 on: May 29, 2016, 07:12:30 PM »
The yard was in need of cutting and the grass was ..well it was taller than Clayton in his human skin..But at least there was a path from the street to the door. Once at the door it was opened and she stepped to the side so the two following could go in.

The youth had no intentions on touching and seemed to be rubbing her hands frequently as she walked. Rubbing the spot where his fur had grazed her. It wasn't that she didn't want to but simply because she didn't know how to react to the soft feeling. But she was constantly looking over, observing and admiring the large cat that followed her. She didn't quite understand why he was, either.

At the building the youngling rushed on by the woman, leaving the cat behind in order to go inside and as far away from the door as she could. Exits were noted..places to escape and such..The main floor seemed to hold some sort of boxing rings, dirty and old. Some stairs leading up to the second floor..

Clayton let her go on ahead, the green-gold eyes following her a moment as she escaped into the building. He kept his same slow pace as he followed her to the door, pausing only a moment to look up at his Kathryn as he moved to lean lightly against her, a low, rumbling purr in his throat as he did do, then turning his head to looked between her and the younger version of her. One great velvety paw moved to cross the threshold of the dojo as he looked back at the elder, seemingly questioning whether or not they were going in.

Reaching down Katt scratched her nails against Clayton's head and down the back of his neck. She didn't want him to see this part of her..What she was.. but there was really no choice in the matter now was there. She nodded down to him and gestured him on in before calling out. "Upstairs and down the hall is a kitchen. There is food on the table. A platter of breads, meats, and cheese. Help yourself."

Looking around the younger Katt spotted the flooring of one of the rings was busted through but all that seemed to be less of a worry when she heard food. Well her attention quickly turned to the stairs that she was now heading to, taking two at a time up them. Straight line for the kitchen to where she'd not even bother with a plate. Just pretty much stuffed her face with a sever lack of table manners.

The big cat bowed his head at the gesture, then leaned in and butted his head against her hip with another deep, rumbling purr before he turned and glided inside on silent feline paws, looking around curiously here and there as he went. The green-gold eyes followed the girl as she moved around, then scurried for the stairs. He wasn't hungry - he had hunted earlier - but he still followed, taking the stairs slowly so as not to startle the younger of the two Katts.

Katt lingered at the door and just stared inside for a bit. The place held some bittersweet memories that were nothing but pain now. Lies..It had all been lies.. Shaking her head she forced herself to swallow down her nerves and follow behind the large cat. Once they came upon the youth that was..ravenously eating she began to speak again. "There are two bedrooms here. They both have fresh linen so you can pick which one. They both have bathrooms. Grimm and Arthour will know to look for you here.  You..are safe here.."

The girl's brows lowered as she stuffed another piece of cheese into her mouth. "Bed? What is bed?" Bread..cheese.. She found a piece of meat and held it out to the cat. It was a piece fo roast beef, thickly cut. She didn't really believe the woman when she said safe but right now the food was winning over.

Clayton watched the girl eat, a most definite look of feline amusement on his features. That same look was turned on the elder Katt as she came in behind him. Knowing what a sensitive subject her youth was, he would spare her the ribbing he was tempted to give her later. For now, though, he turned his gaze on the roast beef, eyeing it thoughtfully. He had eaten earlier, it was true, but when would he ever turn down an offering of meat? The answer was never, so he trotted forward in true feline feline fashion, gingerly snagging it from her fingers and carrying it a few feet away, where he started tearing it apart and eating it.

Yes dear..Katt learned table manners some time later. Shush it! Hers was still better than his apparently and she seemed to watch him eat. She made absolutely no attempt to get some herself. "A place to rest your head. A room to hide in.." That works just as well. She knew the girl would likely not rest in the bed unless she showed her specfically what it was for and she had no intentions on getting closer. "(vs) Are you staying with her?" This was to Clayton of course.

With a full belly the girl was already growing sleepy. When the woman and cat weren't looking she was stuffing some of the bread into her pockets to be eaten for a later date. Stacking a sort of sandwich she was already moving to sneak past the woman and find one of these rooms. A *click* was heard soon after her disappearance down the hall as a door closed.

Hey, his table manners were impeccable, But right now, he wasn't at a table, was he? He finished the piece of beef with gusto, the long pink tongue used to lick his chops a moment before he looked at his Kathryn with a faint expression of feline incredulity before he got up and walked over to her, closing the distance and leaning to press his side against her leg with a loud, rumbling purr. Much as the younger looked like her, she was not his Kathryn, not yet, and it was with his Kathryn that he wished to remain.
[i:5d85fd8482][color=red:5d85fd8482]Stand my ground
I won't give in
No more denying
I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes
And hide the truth inside
If I don't make it
Someone else will[/i:5d85fd8482][/color:5d85fd8482]

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Re: Sublimation: Through the looking Glass
« Reply #3 on: May 29, 2016, 07:12:47 PM »
Katt heaved out a heavy sigh when the youngling was out of sight and when she was rubbed into she collapsed down to her knees and threw her arms around him. She was just glad the child didn't ask her about Toby again. She would of likely said something nasty.

"(vs) I only found out about her today..sort of. The night of the ball I was approached by the one she knows as Grimm..and he went off on me calling me an unconscionable wench. He..thought I was her mother and pretty much was pissed at me. Same thing happened today but I..I struck him.." She lashed out when he called her..the child's master. Oh..that just rattled her so many ways. "(vs) I talked with Brian..and Arthour and we came to the conclusion that the youth they have been seeing is the past..me.."

She would feel a shift in his shape, and within seconds it was not the big cat she was embracing, but the man. Granted, he was stark nude to the world at the mount, but in the shadowy interior of the dojo, that would be hard to make out. Besides?she had seen him like this enough times that he was not nearly so shy about it now. He wanted to hold her for the moment, before they departed, and the big cat couldn't do that nearly so well. (vs)?I know, my love?it was?confusing at first, but then?then she spoke?and I knew?? He let out a soft sigh as he wrapped his arms around her. (vs)?I know you had a troubling youth?I never realized?how much you had to overcome to be who you are now.?

Katt was surprised by the change but ever so happy to be in the arms that held her close. She knew he was naked as well and that..well..by this time it didn't bother her at all. If anything it was something of fondness and admiration. She did still tend to pinken though and now was no different. "(vs) Grimm seems to think that I am..being cruel not helping this..girl..but I am afraid to. I am afraid to change anything. I mean if I did.." Her hands suddenly clenched into his flesh and she pulled him as close as she could given their position. "(vs) I'm being selfish..I know..but I just..I don't.." She hated the guilt feeling..and above all else..she had no freaking clue what to do..

She didn't need to say anything at all to complete that sentence. The way she pulled him close said all that needed to be said. His arms tightened back around her to pull her close, forgetting his lack of clothing for a moment as he nodded, speaking softly as he held her. (vs)?You need not explain, my dear Kathryn?I know there are some things you would change about your past, if not for the way they might disrupt the present?and if that is being selfish, that I may be called selfish as well.? He pulled back just enough that he could look at her. (vs)?Because I would not have you any other way than you are. Everything that happened in the past has led us here?and even if I could go back and change it, yours or mine, I wouldn't. Not any of it.? He smiled, then. ?Besides, my darling?you are helping her. Even the smallest kindness, to one who has known none, is greater than any riches."

She struggled a bit to keep him there but released to look up to him. He understood her..which was something Toby never did. He tried to, in his own way...maybe. Or at least learn about her..but understand her? Never. He never..understood her as clearly as it seemed Clayton did. She gave him a weakened smile and nodded. "(vs) Exactly.." She wasn't sure if the act was enough. Not in Grimm's eyes for sure. Sighing she leaned forward and stole a kiss. "(vs) I'm tired...do you want..to go home?"

One could not steal that which was freely given - the kiss was returned, and he tried to hold onto it as long as he could before she pulled away, letting out a low sigh of his own when she did. It never seemed to last long enough, no matter how long they lingered. The green-gold gaze fixed on her eyes as nodded to her with a smile. (vs)?I thought you would never ask, my love.? And then he let out a purring chuckle. (vs)?Although I should probably change before we go outside again??

"(vs) Might be a good idea..Less people get killed that way." Whatever did she mean? Who knows! He might.. Brushing her knuckles softly against his cheek she leaned forward and pressed her brow to his. "(vs) I don't know what I would do without you.." Every word was meant and she reluctantly withdrew. After all the sooner they got home the sooner they could snuggle under the blankets. She would sleep tonight..that much was for sure.

He smiled, leaning slightly into that touch as he held her close, savoring every second until she withdrew again. (vs)"Nor I without you, my love." He too was reluctant to let go, but his thoughts were along a similar line to hers, and within moments of her pulling away, there before her was the great cat again, a low, rumbling purr in his throat for a moment as he regarded her with his feline gaze, then stood and started for the stairs, down towards the door.

She followed after him but did stop to open the door to the room the girl had disappeared into. Peeking in..sure enough..the girl was sitting in the far end corner with her back to the wall, facing the door and away from the windows. Sleeping..sitting up. Biting her bottom lip she closed the door and turned to follow him out. She wanted to be out of the building as soon as possible so when she caught up she swatted his tail. "Move it or I will leave you in my dust!"

He only glanced back to make sure she was following, and spied her going to the girl's door. Were he still in his human skin, he would have smiled as she did, a thought crossing his mind as he waited just long enough for her to start his way before he continued down the stairs to the door. At the swat to his tail, he looked back at her, a very feline smug expression on his features, and at her urging he suddenly leapt into a run as he turned towards home.

That was more like it! She was after him as soon as she saw him running and while she didn't cheat and shadowjump she did manage to keep up fairly decent. Home. Yeah she was looking forward to being there tonight and as far from the dojo as possible.

At least for now.
[i:5d85fd8482][color=red:5d85fd8482]Stand my ground
I won't give in
No more denying
I've got to face it
Won't close my eyes
And hide the truth inside
If I don't make it
Someone else will[/i:5d85fd8482][/color:5d85fd8482]