Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 9, 2022 19:21:40 GMT -8
Katsumi drifts off to sleep not long after Neith leaves, waking in the morning feeling thirsty, sore and feverish. She does not remember taking her helmet, which she thinks of as her true face, off during the night, but when Katsumi opens her eyes she sees it laying on its side facing her. Looking at her reflection in the empty eye sockets of the helm through the tangled, sweaty curtain of her hair, Katsumi knows she must be delirious when she hears the helm say in Neith's voice, ::The shots should be taken in eight hour intervals.:: Groaning and forcing herself to move, Katsumi disentangles herself from the sheets and reaches from beneath the bed to grab one of the antibiotic shots, injecting it and giving her helmet a surly frown as she pulls the sweat soaked sheets back around her and curls up beneath the bed once more, falling asleep almost immediately.
When she wakes again it is night, and Katsumi's fever feels as though it has broken even though hunger and the lingering effects of the infection leave her feeling lightheaded and dazed. Though she seldom dreams, or remembers dreaming, of anything save for the visions the Shadow sends to guide her, Katsumi remembers now dreaming during the night of floating on her back in the warm waters of Redgill Lake, the blood red light of Domir shining down upon her. Stretching out with a yawn and then emerging from beneath the bed with her helm held beneath her uninjured arm, Katsumi takes the next antibiotic shot and looks down at her wounded arm, seeing the swelling and redness have begun to recede and fade. Holding her true face up and looking at its grinning visage as though to ask it what she should do, Katsumi is not surprised when it tells her in Neith's voice, ::You should bathe and get rid of those filthy clothes to avoid risking reinfection.::
"Neith never said that," Katsumi rasps softly in reply, then sighs and, knowing her true face is right, walks to the bathroom located off of the main area of her quarters, groaning when she sees that it is as barren as the living area, with nothing so much as a brush, towel or sliver of soap in sight, much less a change of clothing. Holding her true face up, Katsumi asks it, "What now?" Her helm says in her former Master's stern, gravely voice, ::On sight procurement. Take what you need from your environment.:: Nodding, supposing it is not really stealing when siblings borrow things from one another all of the time, Katsumi holds her helm beneath her arm, tucks her lightsaber hilt into the sash belted around her waist and then softly hums an old song in Paecian to herself as she exits her room and wanders the halls, using the Force to sense which rooms are occupied and which are unoccupied so that she can forage for what she needs in the latter while avoiding the former.
The clothes she finds in the first unoccupied room are too big for her small, thin frame, but Katsumi is pleased to find the bathroom well stocked with all manner of soaps and shampoos and brushes and combs and towels. After showering until the accumulated filth has been washed from her hair and body, Katsumi brushes the tangles from her hair and, wrapping herself in a towel, kicks her filthy, torn clothes beneath the bed, then heads out in search of another unoccupied room to see what she can do about cobbling together a reasonable facsimile of her usual attire, supposing she can always steal more armorweave wrappings in the city later. The clothes in the second unoccupied room she comes across are too small for her, but those she finds in the third fit her just right. Fortunately for Katsumi, her siblings do all tend to favor black or other dark colors, and though the style of the garments and hooded cloak she settles on are more militaristic than the more nondescript, vagabond robes she favors, she finds them loose fitting enough to avoid hindering her movements in combat, and durable enough to weather her typical wanderings for quite some time.
Attire and hygienic concerns tended to, Katsumi puts her true face back on and, reminded of her hunger by the growling of her stomach, stalks her way to one of the citadel's kitchens and begins foraging for something to sate her appetite.
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 10, 2022 18:08:55 GMT -8
Birth of the Skin ChangerFiora's ears took on a reddish hue as Jin started with the earliest sketches and commented on them. She knew Jin was merely poking fun, but a part of Fiora did seek her best friends approval of the art. After all, Jin was the expert in the field as far as Fiora was concerned. She lifted her gaze to study the image as Jin turned it for her to see and pointed out some room for improvement. She nodded as she took the sketch pad back, closing it and holding it tightly to her chest again. She smiled a little, feeling some confidence returning now that she had seemingly passed. At least for the time beingOh, I highly doubt that. Beginners luck and a very inspiring subject are all that I had... But I promise I will try to at least get closer to your skill... I definitely think I'll leave the interior decorating to you... Not sure I want some of my pieces plastered on my walls... well.. except for stick figure Jin, by your own admission... She chuckled a little, the embarrassment from before wearing off somewhat. She still felt awkward about it, but Jin did have a way of making her feel better Birth of the Skin ChangerJin ruffled Fiora's hair before a loud rumble came from her stomach. In the past 24 hours all she had had was a bit of floor toast. Well, seems like I should get some food in me before I get to my training. Jin looked at Fiora again. Checking for any changes in her shapeshifting friend, finding none she just nodded. And you should probably get some sleep yourself!
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 11, 2022 14:13:58 GMT -8
Birth of the Skin Changer
She closed her eyes a little and nuzzled back against Jin's hand, rather involuntarily. Not that she was want to dislike such a reaction. She looked over toward the plate of food that still sat behind her, half touched. The food upon it still quite warm Yes, you should eat some food... She returned her attention to Jin then. She barely felt drowsy, but she had the feeling this wasn't an argument she was going to win. She slid the sketchbook atop a nearby surface before slipping over onto Jin's bed I guess a nap wouldn't be out of the question... She pulled he covers over as she curled up, commandeering her best friends bed now that it was vacated I'll be here if you need me... Now go eat! Royal Orders!
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 14, 2022 12:31:52 GMT -8
Birth of the Skin Changer
Jin laughed out loud at her friends last statement. You do know how much I care about Royal orders? She punctuated the sentiment with a rude hand gesture and the blowing of a raspberry. But, I will go eat, because I was going to any way! Now you get some sleep, Best Friend Orders! She mocked tucking in the princess before leaving the dorm to make her way back to the kitchen, still chuckling about Royal Orders.
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 15, 2022 7:24:08 GMT -8
Softly singing a song in Paecian to herself as she forages in the kitchen, peering into pantries and drawers and refrigerators, Katsumi tries to remember the last time she needed to tend to such a mundane task. Subsisting on food capsules or whatever other sustenance she might chance to encounter whilst in the field, Katsumi has neither the desire nor the inclination to cook or prepare anything, and looks for something quick and easy to sate her hunger even though, for the time being, she is in no particular hurry to scurry off. The Shadow has not yet whispered to her of where she must go or what she must do next, and so, restless as she almost always is, she consigns herself to abiding here in the Citadel until such a time as the Shadow makes its will known to her. There is always, Katsumi supposes, the possibility that Harnan might have some task for her, though it has been some time since she was assigned anything by any other than the Shadow; her siblings have always accepted her seemingly random wanderings, which are not truly random at all, and have learned that she has a singular knack for showing up when and where she is needed when not serving their cause from within the shadows elsewhere.
Settling on things that require no preparation, Katsumi starts gathering an eclectic collection of fruits, meats, and vegetables that she can consume, her mind turning already to where she might wander next in her quest to occupy herself here in the Citadel until she learns, one way or another, when and to where she will be setting out again.
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 15, 2022 19:02:12 GMT -8
Birth of the Skin ChangerJin laughed out loud at her friends last statement. You do know how much I care about Royal orders? She punctuated the sentiment with a rude hand gesture and the blowing of a raspberry. But, I will go eat, because I was going to any way! Now you get some sleep, Best Friend Orders! She mocked tucking in the princess before leaving the dorm to make her way back to the kitchen, still chuckling about Royal Orders. Birth of the Skin ChangerThey're mine, so you should be a little nicer about them... She pouted and faked being grumpy. It was indeed no secret how Jin felt about Royal Orders, but Fiora still liked to tease her with them. She snuggled up as Jin tucked her in and drifted off to sleep. This time, hopefully, without any dreams or unexpected transformations to wake up to
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 16, 2022 3:53:37 GMT -8
Settling on things that require no preparation, Katsumi starts gathering an eclectic collection of fruits, meats, and vegetables that she can consume, her mind turning already to where she might wander next in her quest to occupy herself here in the Citadel until she learns, one way or another, when and to where she will be setting out again. With his research upon Byss concluded for the time being, Harnan's shuttle had wasted little time returning the Master of the Ren back to Prakith and landing within its usual hangar bay. He had taken the travel time to review the reports he had received over the last couple days and had stumbled upon Neith's report regarding the return of Katsumi. Their wayward sister had returned once more. Such an occasion was not one he intended to miss.
He descended the landing ramp and hunted the corridors of the Citadel, reaching out within the Force as he searched for her presence, whilst making his own return known. One way or another, they were bound to find each other...
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on May 17, 2022 16:09:07 GMT -8
Jin felt the return of the Master of the Ren as she was finishing up her very very late breakfast. She wondered if she should fill him in about Fiora? Jin though, being the anti-authority figure she was just shrugged and told herself he'd find her if he wanted and started to make her way to the training rooms to get at least some semblance of saber and Force practice during her waking hours. The area was likely to be empty this time of night, which was just how she liked it. She set to work with some probes and droids before calling on some of the Purge troopers-in-training to offer her some real challenge.
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 18, 2022 9:35:37 GMT -8
Feeling Harnan's presence questing for hers, Katsumi replies by sending hers out to curl around his like a cat rubbing against one's legs, her pleasure at their reunion like an affectionate purring felt through the Force that binds them. Huger forgotten, Katsumi slips from the kitchen and, intimately familiar with the Citadel's layout from her frequent idle, solitary wanderings of its hallways, corridors and stairwells, pads silently as she plots a route that will bring her to Harnan as he makes his way to her.
Stepping from the shadow shrouded entrance of a hallway branching off of the corridor Harnan strides down, Katsumi falls into step beside him as she greets him in her soft, rasping voice, ::Master,:: in the same lilting tone of commingled respect and affection with which she has greeted him in the past as brother so that he knows her respect and affection are for him rather than his title. Save for Neith, Harnan has been one of the few of her siblings that have seen, or chosen to see Katsumi. An assassin and spy by trade, who has cultivated and honed her ability to remain unseen, or when she cannot avoid being seen, appearing as worthy of little to no attention, Katsumi feels no sting at being overlooked or ignored, but has always been grateful to those who notice her infrequent returns from her lengthy wanderings.
In stark contrast to her usual appearance, oft resembling that of a recently disinterred corpse, Katsumi's appearance currently suggests that of an actual living being; her borrowed clothes are clean and not tattered or torn, concealing her gaunt frame to some degree, and she smells of floral scented soap and fruit scented shampoo rather than sweat, filth, smoke and blood, only her grinning skull-like helm showing signs of wear. Though she looks ahead as they walk side by side in companionable silence for a moment, Katsumi's sulfuric yellow pupils luminesce within the deep set darkened eyes sockets of her helm as she regards Harnan with a sidelong glance, gauging from his comportment as well as what she had sensed when they greeted one another through the Force that he is preoccupied or unsettled, and so she softly rasps, her lilting cadence indicative of sincere concern, and devoid of the usual airy amused lightness it often carries, ::You are troubled, Master. Is it a trouble you can share and be aided in dispelling, or one you need bear alone in the stoic solitude you so oft seem to prefer?::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 18, 2022 14:12:26 GMT -8
Harnan intended, in due course, to track down Jin and get an update on Fiora's current status. But he also knew she was quite loyal to Fiora and would not leave her side. What ever she had to report could wait a little longer, especially as he feels Katsumi's response through the Force. Given how infrequent her visits were and how short they tended to be, he was going to make an effort not to miss her this time around as he continued to stroll through the hallways. Despite his siblings varied past and present professions, Harnan always made sure to greet them when possible. There were, however, a handful of exceptions to this. But most of them had long since disappeared or been felled by foes stronger than they were.
Initially his wandering had been to find Katsumi as he seemingly aimlessly wandered the halls. Having found her, as she stepped out of the shadows, he shifted their path and direction toward the command centre. He acknowledged her greeting with a nod of his head Sister... or is it daughter now? It's good to see you again Kat... Truth be told, there had never really been any sort of formal definition of how the Master would address the Knights. Soku had barely held the title long enough before falling into a coma, and the wraith that had lead the Ren before that... Well... suffice to say Harnan was merely making up much of this as he went along. It was lucky for him that he was one of the few people Katsumi would have permitted such familiarity from. Else the Ren might have been in search of a new Master much sooner than anticipated. He cast a sidelong glance at his fellow Knight of Ren, taking note of her unusually fresh looking clothing. Bits and pieces he recognised as belonging to various Knights that would be requisitioning replacement gear come the morning or their return from missions. It was amusing to see her in such a state for once Decided you finally needed a makeover I see... As they continued to make their way through the Citadel, Katsumi finally commented on his current mood and troubles. It hadn't been a question of if, so much as when. He kept his pace unchanged, forging ahead toward their destination The current trouble? that one I need bear alone, for now. And not something you need worry about. If all goes well, it should not be a trouble too much longer... If the situation does call for it, I will let you know. You can be sure of that...
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 18, 2022 17:35:35 GMT -8
Katsumi, walking now to Harnan's left and trailing a hand along the wall as she peers upwards towards the ceiling, giggles softly when he calls her Kat, ::Call me what you will, I am yours to dub after all. He that, she veers behind Harnan and to his right, walking loosely like a poorly operated marionette, set us upon the strings you severed for us called me his little ragamuffin when in good humor, and mangy cur when in foul. Katsumi resumes walking in stride beside Harnan, Whatever manner of address you choose will serve. It is good too see you too, Master,:: she rasps, turning her masked face to his briefly rather than glancing about restlessly to display the depth of feeling in her words.
Performing a traveling balletic pirouette when Harnan notes her much changed appearance, Katsumi explains in her soft, lilting rasp, ::It was bound to happen sooner or later. My former attire served me well for so very many adventures, but was about to fall apart. Amusing as it would be, she muses aloud as she resumes her drifting from one side of Harnan to the other to peer out windows or down corridors that branch off their path, to adventure about unclad, I don't imagine the look would inspire much fear in my targets or foes, her head tilts to the side, though it might prove distracting, which can at times be as useful as fear.:: Shaking her head as though discarding the notion with a soft, raspy chuckle, Katsumi returns to Harnan's side as he addresses her question about his troubled state.
Nodding her head as she follows Harnan into the room that appears to be their destination, Katsumi circles a holoprojection table three times before, as he finishes his reply by assuring her that he will make her aware if her help is needed with whatever troubles him currently, sitting cross-legged atop it as she peers around as though to divine why it is here that Harnan has brought them, ::And you can be sure that I will gladly provide whatever is needed should you have need of what I can provide, Master.::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 18, 2022 19:55:06 GMT -8
He was ever in good humour? A rare notion... I suspect Kat will suit you just fine... She was as restless and went freely as a cat, so it was quite fitting. He smiled behind his own mask as she looked at him, before watching like a proud father as Katsumi shows off her new attired properly. Letting out a rare laugh at the idea of Katsumi adventuring forth in nothing but her mask and a few rags still hanging on I suspect such a bold choice of attire, or lack thereof, would cause quite the stir. It's possible you may have earned some friends and admirers. But this is much more fitting for you... Purge Troopers manned the various stations in their armour suits. The Ren had not created a specific Officer caste amongst their ranks whom sat about wearing fancy uniforms. Purge Troopers were trained in all of the duties their Masters required of them and would rotate between duties on a regular basis. There was a variety of monitoring stations for video and audio within the Citadel, whilst traffic control monitored the space around the Ren stronghold. Other stations dealt with monitoring and co-ordinating deployments of Purge Troopers. Others collated intelligence reports from across the First Order and prepared target dossiers.
He leans against the holotable, bracing himself against it, as Katsumi sets herself atop it in a seated position. His gaze drifting to the bacta patch barely just visible upon her arm I have no doubt about that, little sister... He then motioned toward her arm Got a little sloppy there, kid. A momentary lapse I trust? Nothing further I should be concerned about? They'd lost a lot of siblings over the years. He, Katsumi, Soku, and Atlantia were the last remnants of the old Order. Not that he was particularly heartbroken about some of their losses. Unlike the Imperial Knights, the Ren valued quality over quantity. Which meant replenishing their ranks was a much more arduous task. One he did not relish undertaking when Katsumi eventually fell
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 18, 2022 21:53:04 GMT -8
Katsumi gasps and places a hand over her heart as though deeply offended by the suggestion that she had been sloppy, her soft, lilting rasp retaining her customarily amused tone as she tsks and replies, ::You wound me, Master, far more than this little scratch. A lapse? No, no, I assure you mine was a cold, calculated tactical decision to accept a trifling wound in exchange for a fatal blow, no sloppiness involved at all, no. Sweeping her wounded left arm outward as though intercepting and redirecting a lightsaber strike, she explains in a delighted tone , You see, I knew my armorweave wrappings would protect my arm from removal long enough to briefly occupy the poor Jedi's weapon, allowing me, in turn, to, she drives her right arm out with preternatural swiftness and then sweeps it with a flourish to her right, remove the head occupying her shoulders. Waggling a finger as though scolding him for his mistaken assumption, she assures him with a raspy chuckle, Trust me when I say you have no cause for concern. You'll be stuck with me a bit longer yet, I fear, Master dear.::
Hopping nimbly from her perch atop the holotable, Katsumi absently meanders around the room, running a hand over this and that and peering curiously over the occasional shoulder of a Purge Trooper to watch their screens briefly before moving on as she asks, ::Is there a reason we've come here, dearest Master of mine? Or were you simply wanting to show off some of your latest toys?::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 19, 2022 1:48:09 GMT -8
He watched with amusement as Katsumi scolded him, before putting on quite the show to demonstrate her attack which she had tactically taken her wound to execute. He pushed himself off the table and crossed his arms over his chest I cannot help but be worried about you, little Kat... But it is good to hear I will be stuck with you a little longer. I wouldn't have it any other way... He slowly turned around, keeping his front toward Katsumi as she circled the room and inspected the various stations and equipment. The display at the table he was standing near lit up to display Prakith, Byss, and Khomm alongside the fleets and defences currently orbiting the three worlds of the Ren. The Byss projection took focus as the new fleet of previously unidentified ships were marked as Ren vessels and their class stats showed up on small pop-out displays I am the Master of the Ren, I need to check in when I return from a trip off world... But yes, I did acquire some new toys while I was visiting Byss. A Spy Master and his network of little birdies across the galaxy. Contacts I suspect you may find valuable in the future when you go hunting...
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 19, 2022 4:08:07 GMT -8
::Nor I, Master, nor I,:: Katsumi rasps softly when Harnan expresses his worry for her and says he wouldn't want her claim about being stuck with her to prove false anytime soon. Though her attention appears to have been captured by a report she reads over the shoulder of a Purge Trooper while leaning uncomfortably close over said shoulder without actually allowing any part of her person to come in contact with his, Katsumi listens with rapt attention as Harnan explains the new items he has added to his toychest, a spymaster and their network of little birds.
Whispering beside the Purge Trooper's ear as she points to a name on his screen, Katsumi softly rasps in a sweet, helpful tone, ::Oh, this one here is dead, explaining cheerily, I recently took her head,:: before patting the air just above his shoulder to avoid actually touching it, and standing to walk over to the display Harnan has brought up showing the accessories and vehicles that come with his new toys.
Actually still for a moment as she studies the stats on the display and commits them to memory, Katsumi muses aloud in her soft, lilting manner, ::I suspect your suspicion will prove true, Master mine. You cannot imagine the trouble I've encountered in the past when trying to make use of First Order or even our own assets in the field. True, the fault is partly my own for being so unknown as well as so oft away, and true I've needed such things infrequently enough, but always having to explain who I am and then waiting for them to confirm. . . she waves a hand as though brushing the past aside, moving on as she circles the table, Well, this master of little birds should make snipping through any such red tape easier. Do be sure to tell them my name, so should I chance to call whilst on future hunts they have no need to trouble you with verifying I am who I say and have the authority to do whatever I please. Tittering softly, she adds, I suppose I'll need their name as well, she stops so she is facing Harnan from across the display, her visage and his obscured by the tiny blue projected ships and pop-up displays, asking, Wherever did your wonderful newly acquired toys come from, Master?::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 19, 2022 14:09:28 GMT -8
The Purge Trooper jumped a little as Katsumi's voice rasped over their shoulder rather suddenly and pointed to the name in question. The Trooper gave a quickly composed, but swift, nod in the affirmative and marked the name of the Jedi off the list and updated the report. Harnan watched with some amusement, whilst copying some data onto a datachip as Katsumi returned her attention to him. He was quite certain of what her next question would be, and he was already loading the data she would need. He pulled the device from the panel and slid it across the table to where she was standing opposite him. Bio's on Silas and his network of spies were included, along with any codewords or markings Katsumi would need to identify these new friendly agents Everything you'll need to know is on there. Thankfully, code words will be all these assets need to hear. But our identities are being propagated out to them as well. So you shouldn't have too many issues going forward with authorisation... He keyed the controls on the display then, causing it to zoom out to a galactic display and highlighting the area of space known as the Corporate Sector, with details regarding the now defunct Solenbaran Diarchy showing on an information pop out From Diarchy space. He claims the imperial remnant collapsed recently, in part due to his actions. I have Atlantia verifying these claims at the moment. The group has certainly been quiet for some time, but... you know me... Better safe than sorry... He keyed the controls again and brought up an image of Silas and several miniatures of the ship designs he handed over to the Ren That said... even if it does prove to be true, I still have some reservations. So keep an eye on him when you can. If betrayal is in his sights, he will need to be dealt with...
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 19, 2022 18:15:43 GMT -8
Katsumi, picking up the datachip Harnan slides across the table to her, slips the device into a side pocket on the jacket of military design she had borrowed from an unoccupied room as she listens raptly to him continue what is sounding more and more like a briefing while reminding herself to borrow a datapad from one of her absent or lost siblings later so that she can review the data when the time is available to do so. Katsumi rests her hands on the sides of the table and leans down closer to the images and data projected above it as she continues to listen to Harnan, her energy and posture no longer restless, yet still catlike in the stillness and intensity of her focus that suggests a feline predatory preparedness to pounce on unsuspecting prey.
Several questions come to mind during the course of Harnan's impromptu briefing, but Katsumi is relatively certain the answers can be found within the data he has given her to review, and so she simply nods her head when he has finished speaking, her gaze still on the holo-projected images and informational popups accompanying them. Her soft, rasping tone as amused and lilting as ever, in contrast to her intent posture, Katsumi says, ::Homework and the oh so very subtle suggestion of an assignment? How fun! You are too kind, truly, Master dear. Standing up, having committed the information from the projected ships and image of Silas that she feels may be of most use to her, Katsumi rests a fist beneath the chin of her onxy skull-like mask while she says musingly, Better safe than sorry is indeed a sound philosophy, and so should the opportunity to put eyes on this Silas present itself, I shall, Master. Or perhaps I should make an opportunity to do so as a jolly little present to myself, she adds, speaking as much to herself as to Harnan, and then dropping her hand from beneath her chin, asks in an amused tone, Have you any other surprises or fun in store, Master mine?::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 19, 2022 18:40:04 GMT -8
He had indeed captured her attention with his presentation. If there was any amongst the Ren he could trust with the task of ensuring Silas was removed should he betray the Ren, it was her. He certainly felt a small urge to reach out and pet her, but such feelings were easy to resist as she thanked him and commented on making time to visit Silas Well, it seemed like a good incentive to keep you around a little while. Besides, your work more than speaks for itself n terms of your fitness for this... I leave it up to you to decide how you'll proceed where Silas is concerned. As long as I know I have you watching my back, I'll rest a little easier until I am sure we can trust him... He returned the display to its regular view and moved around the holodisplay, placing himself beside his sister, and tentatively reaching his arm out for a hug, should she wish it That is all for the time being, but as does so often happen, I am sure something will come up for you Kat... Whether of your own finding or mine...
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Katsumi Ren
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Post by Katsumi Ren on May 19, 2022 19:27:44 GMT -8
Katsumi raspily titters merrily when Harnan suggests his motive in bringing her attention to the potential hidden ulterior motives in Silas's offer of services to the Ren was in part to keep her from wandering off for however long her next wanderings might take, chiding him playfully, ::Oh, you've no need of such trickery, Master mine, I am yours to command to stay or go after all, am I not? As for watching your back, you need not fear, Master dear, for the Shadow always sees that I find my way to where I am needed when I am needed.::
Seeing Harnan's arm out for a hug, Katsumi pauses briefly before darting quickly in to embrace him briefly, dancing back lightly after patting his back to avoid the possibility of being captured in a bear hug similar to the one he had captured her in before when last they hugged. Even as a child Katsumi was uncomfortable with physical contact, the need for it, as so much of what others considered normal social interaction, alien to her. It was only after the Knight of Ren that found and trained her began his instruction that Katsumi came to understand social norms; part of being a spy requiring an ability to be able to adroitly read and often exploit what drives others. Her affection and regard for Harnan is genuine, however, and Katsumi's acceptance of the offered hug was a rare genuine rather than calculated display of feeling. Restless once more, Katsumi circles the room as she rasps softly, ::Oh, something usually does, Master mine, but perhaps the something will be awhile yet in the coming so that we need not part so soon as we often must. Reaching the doorway leading back into the corridor outside, Katsumi leans out and peers to her left and then to her right as she says with a unfeigned reluctance to part despite her lilting tone, As I am sure you have others to visit and subtly or not so subtly set about your bidding, Master, I really cannot in good conscience be so selfish as to keep you to myself any longer. Stepping out into the shadows outside the door, she waves over her shoulder as she cheerfully rasps, Until next we meet, Master dear,:: and then pads softly away.
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Knights of Ren
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Affiliation: Knights of Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 19, 2022 19:54:42 GMT -8
He smiled even as she chided him, claiming she was his to command to stay or leaveTechnically? yes you are. But you are also free to ignore such commands, if ever I tried to give such orders. You're far more useful to me as you are, than me commanding you where to be...While he did not understand the Shadow in the way Katsumi did, so far her belief in it had proven quite beneficial. He would continue to trust in her and her faith. He chuckled as she darted in for the hug and then back out again. Brief as it as, it was nice to see she had not changed and had wizened up to his ways. He then watched her as she skirted around the room and started heading for the exitFarewell for now Kat, and try not to make too much of a mess little one...He waved back as she disappeared away down the corridors. He sat there in silence for a moment, before pushing off the table and heading through the Citadel to find the training room where Jin Song was currently training. It didn't take long to locate her after passing by several Purge Troopers that were headed for the medical bay pointed him in the right direction. He came to a stop at the door into the room and watched, waiting for Jin to finish with her current opponent
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