Her first reaction to finding a foreign object with her things was to very thoroughly search everything else for alterations, but when there seemed to be none, she rolled the locket forth and back a few times and then opened it. The glitter she found inside kept her entertained for a while, though it was disappointing to realize that it had to have some kind of magical hiding mechanism, so there was no effect when she had manged to sneakily apply it to other people's things - especially disappointing when she'd managed to apply it to someone's glasses.
So now she's experimenting with if there is any way for it to not stay hidden, mostly by applying it to all kinds of different materials - nothing that belongs to her and nothing that belongs to Tobias, but short of that, about nothing is safe. She's still sneaky about it, because if someone sees it and recognizes it as magical, she doesn't want them to connect her to it.
So far, she hasn't tried on a human, and she isn't really planning on doing that, but as she holds down a dove that she trapped to try and smear some glitter on it's head, she starts to wonder if she should maybe play with a variable not the material. But what else could it be?
"Stay still, you'll be the prettiest dove."
II. OTA ; food banks
Free food. It was a relief to learn of it, and she's been using the food banks a lot, especially the ones offering warm food. Way more than they intend to be used, but when you're a shaman and can make yourself look like whoever you want? That's less of an issue. She's just wearing a different face each time she shows up.
People working in the food banks might wonder why the population of children, little old ladies and other people of 130cm height using food banks seems to have exploded a bit over the last few days. The children are a lot happier to chat than the little old ladies, though. And the little old ladies have very child-like tastes...
[ooc: Willpower roll with difficulty 9 to see through her mask]
III. OTA ; trains
The industrial trains running around Hex are that. Industrial trains. Nobody should ride on them. They're certainly not for being jumped on.
But that is very clearly what today in the early morning hours, the quiet time when the skies slowly turn from black to grey, Kitty is preparing to do. She knows that one of them should pass underneath her in under five minutes, so she climbs over the handrails of the bridge and crouches down on the other side, holding onto the iron bars of the rails while she waits. The trains aren't going very fast at this point, and luckily they all seem to run without electricity cables above, so this seems to be a perfect spot.
IV ; NPC please? ; cafe
It's the drawings that caught her eye when she walked by outside, and they are what brings her in and makes her wander from one to the next on her way to the counter. She orders a cocoa despite her limited funds - coffee is even worse than soycaf, she has found - , not wanting to get kicked out for not being a customer and then wanders back a bit towards the entrance until she reaches the art student. She'll stop there and throw a curious glance over her arm, trying to see what she's drawing.
mostly ota
Her first reaction to finding a foreign object with her things was to very thoroughly search everything else for alterations, but when there seemed to be none, she rolled the locket forth and back a few times and then opened it. The glitter she found inside kept her entertained for a while, though it was disappointing to realize that it had to have some kind of magical hiding mechanism, so there was no effect when she had manged to sneakily apply it to other people's things - especially disappointing when she'd managed to apply it to someone's glasses.
So now she's experimenting with if there is any way for it to not stay hidden, mostly by applying it to all kinds of different materials - nothing that belongs to her and nothing that belongs to Tobias, but short of that, about nothing is safe. She's still sneaky about it, because if someone sees it and recognizes it as magical, she doesn't want them to connect her to it.
So far, she hasn't tried on a human, and she isn't really planning on doing that, but as she holds down a dove that she trapped to try and smear some glitter on it's head, she starts to wonder if she should maybe play with a variable not the material. But what else could it be?
"Stay still, you'll be the prettiest dove."
II. OTA ; food banks
Free food. It was a relief to learn of it, and she's been using the food banks a lot, especially the ones offering warm food. Way more than they intend to be used, but when you're a shaman and can make yourself look like whoever you want? That's less of an issue. She's just wearing a different face each time she shows up.
People working in the food banks might wonder why the population of children, little old ladies and other people of 130cm height using food banks seems to have exploded a bit over the last few days. The children are a lot happier to chat than the little old ladies, though. And the little old ladies have very child-like tastes...
[ooc: Willpower roll with difficulty 9 to see through her mask]
III. OTA ; trains
The industrial trains running around Hex are that. Industrial trains. Nobody should ride on them. They're certainly not for being jumped on.
But that is very clearly what today in the early morning hours, the quiet time when the skies slowly turn from black to grey, Kitty is preparing to do. She knows that one of them should pass underneath her in under five minutes, so she climbs over the handrails of the bridge and crouches down on the other side, holding onto the iron bars of the rails while she waits. The trains aren't going very fast at this point, and luckily they all seem to run without electricity cables above, so this seems to be a perfect spot.
IV ; NPC please? ; cafe
It's the drawings that caught her eye when she walked by outside, and they are what brings her in and makes her wander from one to the next on her way to the counter. She orders a cocoa despite her limited funds - coffee is even worse than soycaf, she has found - , not wanting to get kicked out for not being a customer and then wanders back a bit towards the entrance until she reaches the art student. She'll stop there and throw a curious glance over her arm, trying to see what she's drawing.