kate argent (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} notpsychotic) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} portland_logs,@ 2014-09-27 23:14:00 |
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Where: The Grotto
When: Saturday, Late night
What: Kate meets The Slayer
Status: Ongoing
Warnings: Definitely
As far as she could tell, they were all here, everyone including her brother. They were all scattered about in the residency area, living in their homes, all of them desperately trying to make their lives fit into some make believe hellhole. Kate quickly became aware that she was stuck in the city, unable to flee because if she did the wormhole would just bring her back within a day or apparently that’s what she heard. The funny thing was that Kate didn’t have any reason to run.
Not anymore.
The Calaveras were nowhere near Portland and they wouldn’t be unless the wormhole decided to bring them. She was free of being hunted and frankly it was about damn time. She was tired of looking over her shoulder, tired of always having to sleep with one eye open. Kate Argent wasn’t a woman who took shit and now that she had permanently escaped her attackers there was nothing that could get in her way.
But revenge could be saved for later. She didn’t want to get mixed up with Scott McCall and his friends just yet. They had numbers against her and there was no way that Kate could make Beserkers to help her, not at long as she was stuck in Portland. She was all on her own and that in itself wasn’t a bad thing. Kate didn’t mind the solitude, it actually helped her control the shift. She was better off without the company but it didn’t hurt to talk to someone every once and a while.
The city was filled was plenty of night time activities. She stayed low for the first night but she was out the next, prowling the streets and looking for something to keep herself occupied. She wanted to get a layout of the city, its areas filling her senses with its smells and its people. She walked to all sorts of places, taking in how different each one was. There were a few bars, some nightclubs, the basics for anyone who was trying to get away from life.
The Grotto was a large expanse of trees, plants and walkways that traveled in all directions. She turned into it out of curiosity despite how dark it was. She really didn’t need light to see because her eyes worked best when it was dark. She could see everything clearly, down specs of dust that floated aimlessly into the night air as her walking kicked up dirt as she walked.
There wasn’t anything unique until her sense of smell told her that there was someone walking ahead of her. Everyone had their own unique smell to them and this was, well, nothing she had ever smelled before. She walked a little faster but it became apparent that whoever it was knew she was already following her, hell, maybe she was following Kate first. It was really hard to tell. Kate came to a small clearing, stepping out of the dark to meet whoever it was that was there.