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Characters: Kitty and Billy
Time: evening, around sunset.
Location: Lobby of the Blackstone, then probably the streets of Creepy Chicago
Content: Kitty's suited up to go make like Buffy, Billy happens to be about to go out himself.
Format: Prose
Warnings: Will probably contain graphic geeky content.
For the first time since she'd arrived here, Kitty felt the need to don her uniform again. If she was going to be out, and on the lookout for more of those 'black court' vampires, it only seemed right to don the proper superheroic gear. She'd picked up a couple working swords from one of those specialty shops Karen had mentioned, and had them strapped to her back, the hilts rising quite a bit past her shoulder for easy access. She'd also picked up a larger Star of David. It was still nice, but not as small and delicate as the one her grandfather gave her. It was silver, hung on a simple black cord instead of a chain. She had a few wooden stakes secured to her "X" belt.
A bit of an odd get-up, even for a superhero, but sometimes the situation called for a little extra accessorizing.
She looked at the time on her little Eggplant device one last time, as well as some maps of the area to refresh her memory, then started towards the door.
Time: evening, around sunset.
Location: Lobby of the Blackstone, then probably the streets of Creepy Chicago
Content: Kitty's suited up to go make like Buffy, Billy happens to be about to go out himself.
Format: Prose
Warnings: Will probably contain graphic geeky content.
For the first time since she'd arrived here, Kitty felt the need to don her uniform again. If she was going to be out, and on the lookout for more of those 'black court' vampires, it only seemed right to don the proper superheroic gear. She'd picked up a couple working swords from one of those specialty shops Karen had mentioned, and had them strapped to her back, the hilts rising quite a bit past her shoulder for easy access. She'd also picked up a larger Star of David. It was still nice, but not as small and delicate as the one her grandfather gave her. It was silver, hung on a simple black cord instead of a chain. She had a few wooden stakes secured to her "X" belt.
A bit of an odd get-up, even for a superhero, but sometimes the situation called for a little extra accessorizing.
She looked at the time on her little Eggplant device one last time, as well as some maps of the area to refresh her memory, then started towards the door.