I had too much fun with this! Just so you know, when she gets to a certain level of excitement, Cat will shout things in random languages, even gibberish.
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fur in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't you adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something you can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do you have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are you a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the oven and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why you jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do you miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the oven went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few seconds later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I love you Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. You just got scammed.”
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fur in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't you adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something you can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do you have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are you a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the oven and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why you jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do you miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the oven went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few seconds later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I love you Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. You just got scammed.”
Kenzie freaks out when Robin tells her that she's going to go insane if she stays with Brennan for too much longer. She watches the fight begin as Brennan picks her up and tightens his grip on her. Screaming, she accidentally freezes time. She then asks for an explanation from Robin, who tells her Fin's real story and who Kenzie was. Kenzie gets really upset by this and time is unfrozen, but no one actually notices. Chelsea gets the upper hand and attacks everyone.
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control fire and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever you want
Appearance: long orange hair (now tied up in either a ponytail or pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid or up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was brave on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad or upset.