Kit Kat was watching the entire thing unfold in her studio, her mouth dry as she stood in the middle of safety. It was like this every day, something always happened, someone always got hurt, and variants were going to be the ones to blame in the end. The red head found herself biting her lip, seconds ticking by to horrid minutes before she marched herself into the other room. "Fuck it!" She cried, slamming down her laptop and pulling out her camera. The lense capturing her messey face as she pulled a peice of lettece out of her teeth before she turned on record. 

Pulling up her live stream, she done the only thing she could. The ability to piss off her agents and business partners while trying to do things her way. "Aright, time for me to be the word of justice or some cheesy thing like that. Hey guys, you see what's going on, I know at least one of you are watching that could put a stop to this. We gotta stick together, you hear me! Make everyone do a double take and realize that variants are way more useful than the cops." A smirk appearing on her features she leaned forward, I've done it once I'll do it again. Hey vigilantes, Inverse, Nevermore, Tank, someone out there. You guys get caught, I'll pay your bail, just don't get caught, I actually like you guys. We all know this broken city needs people like you guys to keep the place up."

She was already seeing flame wars start under her feeds. Words of encouragement and death threats alike falling all through her pages as they jumped on the fact that the singer was at it again. All she did was wave at the camera and take a drink of coffee before turning it off. 

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It was like a calling card, all Kaite had to do was ask and there would be at least one person to show up. She was standing on a roof top, a small phoenix on her shoulder, peering down with a peirceing gaze at the world below. The sirens echoing through the streets, someone pleading on a megaphone only to be drowned out by the looming clip of helicopter blades that took over her hiding spot like a shadow. 
It was a good time to test out her abilities again. But lives were on the line here, she only had one shot. Her cane in hand she gave it a comforting squeeze, the raven mask donning her features, peering from the overhung shadows ever so delectably before she reached up and ran her fingers through the feathers at her side. "Leaving behind a thought for not, never one to be caught, forever looking for it's head, it will find what it needs to mend."

She could already feel the humm of a summon, the echoed call of her companion as it took it's place below. Vanishing into the crowed and blending in perfectly as a simple black hound. "Look long, till the early marrow my friend, for we must find our allies." Ally, a loose term to say the least, it was rare for Nevermore to ever work with someone. But in such a public setting, she doubted she would be leaving her spot, but she's more than willing to lend a hand with what she has.

The beast was already moving away, testing their boundires to see if the Dullahan could truly keep her illusion up while leaving her master's side. Her nose was already to the ground, keeping her command to a loyal detail as she searched for more vigilantes that could be waiting for a time to strike.