[center][h3][color=0076a3]~Kat~[/color][/h3][/center]

[@DeathXtheXTree]
[@Sarcelle Renard] - Basically lobbed a baseball at his head

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For the most part, Kat remained silent as the other slayers and people filtered into the room, barely making a mental note of her half brothers and sisters. Karu, who was barely big enough to be called more than a twig. Had some sort of psychokinetic powers or whatever the fuck that even meant. She could do magic tricks or something. She didn't know the full capabilities of what she was capable of, but Kat did know she wouldn't last a second in a physical fight. Drake. Someone who had more anger issues than she did. At least she knew how to show some self restraint sometimes, but scale butt? He was going to be more of a hindrance than actual help. Gray and Virgil. The oh so fabulous lazy bum crew. She [i]really[/i] hoped she didn't get put on a team with any of them. She was liable to kill them before the fiends did.

She didn't have much else to say about the rest of them. The Easter Bunny was already starting trouble, not really new there. She didn't know Ashe too well, but as long as she didn't start trouble she wouldn't say anything. So for now, Number Four kept her head down and watched the scientists and non-god slayers in the room. She wanted to get this over with, and to wherever and whatever they'd be doing. It'd make her feel a whole hell of a lot better to go ahead and get this over with, at least and her brothers and sisters weren't making this easier on anyone by fighting or starting trouble.

And then someone had to go and piss her off.

Something hit the back of her head. It bounced harmlessly off of her shield, light blue ripples forming in the air before dissipating, but it was more than enough to agitate her. Her foot left its position on her knee, slamming into the floor with a dull thud. Any who looked, might find a vein bulging on her forehead as an annoyed scowl formed on her face. She looked at the ground, noticing a peice of candy on it. Someone had to just go and throw something at her, huh? She turned her head, glancing at her siblings to try and find the culprit. Virgil? He had just walked in. He had a chocolate bar of some sort, but he didn't look too guilty. She was pretty sure none of the others would start something either.

Grey though? He was inspecting a candy that looked suspiciously similar to the one that had been thrown at her. Well, if this little fuckle duck wanted to start something she'd oblige. She might get into trouble for it, but she needed some stress relief right now and Grey just happened to be the lucky person that was going to help her with that. A small dark blue sphere about the size of a baseball formed in her hand. She tossed it up into the air, catching it when it came down...and then lobbed it right at Grey. Good news, was that the ball weighed pretty much nothing. Bad news was, it moved as fast as a professional baseball player could toss a fastball.

[color=0076a3]"Next time pick a fight with someone that won't crush that lazy ass of yours in five seconds!"[/color]

She yelled across the room at him as the ball flew straight towards his face. She turned back around in her seat, tapping the heel of her foot against the floor impatiently. He better be glad this in the auditorium where all the scientists and people that could possibly restrain her were.

Otherwise, she'd shove her boot so far up his ass he'd be tasting leather.

Of course, if someone did something else...well. She probably wouldn't be able to restrain herself.