c3p-0h

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Kat caught the silver coin out of reflex – her mind was still trying to process what the knight had said. And then it rammed into her like a charging bear. He… he–! "Hey!" she shouted, suddenly more pissed off than she'd been in a long time. Raising her hand, she put all the force she could into it and threw the coin at the back of the knight's head. She was really better with knives (and had considered grabbing one for a split second and throwing that instead – that'd show this ass who could be 'productive') but her aim was true nonetheless, and the flash of silver darted through the air. Hel was staring after him too, hissing with his tail twitching behind him. If Kat didn't stab this idiot, the snow leopard certainly wouldn't mind taking a crack at him. "Look asshole, I don't give a shit what dukedom or castle or whatever you grew up in, and I don't need your pity," she spat at him. Her fingers were twitching, itching for another thing to throw at him. Her hand drifted to her belt where her knives rested. Gods, it would be satisfying. Hel glanced up at her, very close to letting her throw the knife. The knight certainly deserved it for all he said. But… they were standing too close together, and Kat was really only effective at a distance. The knight was too large, and Kat was too… not. Getting into a fight with this man would only end badly, even with Hel at Kat's side. He couldn't guarantee he could keep the knight away from her if she started something. And thus, Hel jumped between the two, giving Kat a hard stare. Not now. Kat just glared back, because they both knew this guy had it coming. After several tense moments, Kat just gave a huff and looked away, conceding. She looked back up at the knight through narrowed eyes. "You talk to me again, I'm letting my pet tear your throat out." Kat just looked down at the hand Sess offered. It was his left one, which was annoying. She was in a bad mood, and his consideration just aggravated her further. "We know what the tavern has to offer," she hissed back. "We were the ones out all night hunting it down." With that, she brushed past him, Hel following close behind, still glaring at the knight. "Hey Bernie!" she shouted as she shoved her way through the door. "I need a drink."

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waaaaait i'm working on a post hang on you'll have your reaction

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<Snipped quote by c3p-0h> lol, well damn. I'll fix that. Edit: Considering "Hel" is the goddess of the underworld, I assumed the snow leopard would be female '>.>

@Sessamaru

It's flattering that you think I'm that cultured.

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Posted. @c3p-0h I'm interested to see what Katelia does.

@Sessamaru

Psst hel's a dude.

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Hoooooly shit pure your post is hilarious. I'm at work right now though so I won't be able to post for another hour and a half.

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idk, sessa just asked us all to not post again until he does.

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I have figured out a pattern with you guys *shifty* and will take advantage. (36 posts happened when I was sleeping and I woke up overwhelmed... I will post when you're sleeping instead! muahaha!) I'll post in a bit.

@Fillet

hold off on the post until sessa can put something up.

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Kat just stared at him, eyebrow raised, as the stranger's face went through the typical set of expressions people made when faced with her and Hel for the first time. Panic, to shock, to confusion. Yup. Every time. Hel gave a little growl when the man reached for his sword, but he backed off soon enough as he finally began to understand the situation. The stranger then began to look her over, evaluating, and Kat did the same. He was dirty and unshaven, but still clearly someone with some important title – the massive pauldron he wore on his shoulder and the blade he carried spoke to that. So some knight, then. He certainly looked the part under all that grime… he was so big that if he hugged someone, he'd probably squeeze the life right out of them. It's no wonder the horse threw him off, Kat snarked to herself. Poor beast was probably protesting all this weight. She blinked then at his next choice of words. Villager. It'd been a very long time since Kat had belonged to any village. Hel once again raised his hackles at the knight when he called the snow leopard a pet, and Kat just smirked, brushing her fingers through his fur to calm him. "You don't bite him, he won't bite back," she said as an answer. Pushing herself up, she brushed her hand on her pants and looked down at him. Hel took a step in front of her, putting his shoulders between the girl and the knight. Apparently, he was still a bit sore at being called a 'pet.' Some song was playing in the tavern that Kat really didn't care for, but for some reason or other, she was feeling less tired as she stretched her neck. Perhaps a nap in the woods wasn't so necessary after all. "Your horse is long gone, by the way. Probably still running for its life." She eyed him again, lingering on the metal pauldron and oversized sword. Really, oversized was a good word to summarize him as a whole. Have fun lugging yourself to the closest horse trader.

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Kat's checking on our fallen knight. Should be interesting.

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The tavern was certainly getting lively. People were bustling this way and that, mingling with each other, and Kat was just about done with all this for the day. Entertaining characters aside, she was tired. Hunting in the forest all night tended to be a draining experience. Kat knew, tired as she was, any reservations she had about making smartass comments would be all but gone. And Hel could only hold her back so much. "Well," she said with an exaggerated sigh, patting Hel on his great furry head to signal it was time. "This has been a pleasure, my lord," she said to Azzrix, "but I really must be going." Hel got up so Kat could stand. It was time for a nice nap in the forest. She had a permanent room at the tavern, but if the magical mishap had been any indication for the day, it would be too rowdy here to get any rest. On their way out as they weaved through the crowd, Kat saw some people that made her reconsider. The Zizz was out and about, which usually meant a fun time. And Felan had just entered in his quiet way. He wasn't as lively, but Hel was fond enough of him. Kat just gave them both quick nods as she left. When they finally got outside, Hel almost immediately shoved her back through the door. A frantic horse, wild and riderless was thundering towards them. The snow leopard jumped in front of her, baring his fangs and hissing at the mare. The horse slid to a stop, tearing up her front legs with a screech. And then she was turning, dashing away from the two of them. Lowering his hackles, Hel relaxed his stance, while Kat just looked after the horse, eyebrow raised. It was then that she saw the horse's rider, flat on the ground. Glancing at Hel, she walked around her companion to squat next to the man. "Trouble with your horse?" she said slyly, A smirk making its way onto her face. Hel plodded up beside her and nudged him a bit with his nose, sniffing.