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FEB CATCH-ALL

WHO: Kenzi & YOU
WHERE: Maurtia Falls (mostly)
WHEN: FEB
WHAT: Kenzi doing Kenzi things post CnC2020
WARNINGS: Alcohol, language, possibly some violence.

[A] THE RED BRANCH
[ Work on the Branch hasn’t made any progress due to spending most of the last month in an alternate version of the City. Was it alternate? Kenzi couldn’t be sure, the way events played out it could have been how things would have ended up if not for Atropos. All she knew was that she wasn’t herself -- she was herself but she wasn’t, it’s confusing.

In any case, Kenzi can be found in and around the Red Branch during the day and maybe during the evening. If it’s too cold or snowing outside she’s inside continuing cleanup. If it’s a clear day she can be found outside -- somewhere on the grounds -- cleaning up any trash she finds or working on getting the old sandpit back in serviceable order after Xellos blew it up. Thanks, Xellos.

Though she may not be cleaning, instead she might be working through a routine with a pair of truncheon either indoors or out. Or working on creating some smoke bombs fill with various colors.

Mostly she’s just trying to keep busy and not let her mind wander to thoughts of the City or a certain someone she may or may not have feelings for. ]

[B] GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN (OPEN; ANY CITY THAT ISN’T JEOPARDY)
[ Kenzi can be found in the bars and clubs in any of the cities; flirting, drinking, hustling some guys at pool if there happens to be a table, and dancing. She back from vacation and not letting the fun train come to a stop. Not yet, anyway.

She might also be found in a cafe or diner, window shopping, or just chilling on a bench. She likely has Sir Apple, the cat-sized green and pink fairy dragon, with her. Having him around garners a bit of a crowd, usually children, so she can’t be too hard to miss. ]

[C] IT’S ALL FUN AND GAMES…
[ The funny thing about suddenly have ten years’ worth of new experiences in her head is that she’s a much better fighter now. Sure, she no longer has telekinesis to fall back on but her physical skills have been honed. And while her body isn’t used to the movements, her mind knows what to do so it’s just a matter of training.

After a few days, she decides to see what she can do out on the streets at night. Her plan is to locate any drug dealers, knock them out, take any money they have on them, and then leave them for the cops. She’s dressed from head to toe in black, with a loose hooded jacket made from the material Oliver had given her, goggles and a facemask covering most of her face, and her hair braided and pinned back beneath her hood. She initially intended to make herself a full outfit from the material Oliver had given her but then she was ‘ported out and her powers changed making it impossible for her to create the outfit.

Maybe she’s up on a roof keeping a lookout for the activity she’s after. Or maybe she’s in the middle of kicking some butt and looks like she might need a bit of help. Either way, drop in? ]

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Well, you don't have to give up on trying to make things better.

[ She takes a sip of her drink. ] But now you have an idea of how not to go about it.

[ She gives his hand a little squeeze. ]

[He squeezes her hand back and leans against her shoulder. It's an instinctive motion, something he can recall doing with Lilith but-

This feels different. Not dark. Not evil. Just - two friends.]

...It'd still make some sense I mean human beings need a firm hand occasionally just-

[He frowns]

I don't know. It was a lot to take in. I feel confusion and my - this part.

[He taps his stomach with his other hand.]

This part feels sick.

[ She tilts her head so it rests against his. ]

Mmn, yeah maybe don't do that.

Guilt, maybe? Or it could be anxiety, I know some people feel it in their stomach.

[ There's a pause before she adds. ]

I could maybe, possibly, help but it could also end up really, really messy.

...I don't-

[He frowns] Why would it be messy? Is it the touching thing?

[Lilith did that. Pleasured him like that. He stares at her confused]

It doesn't involve more food does it? I think I might burst.

[ She chuckles. ]

Maybe that's why you feel sick?

[ She shakes her head as she continues. ] No, no. It's blood magic. Something I learned back home that involves creating a bond that can be, uh, intense. I haven't done it since arriving here so I don't know how it'll work.

[The archangel stares at her.]

What would it mean?

To you? And me. Would it ease my mind and yours?

It might help give you some words to what you're feeling? Ooooooor it could just make everything worse.

[ She shrugs. ]

I really dunno.

The only magic I've got the chance to play with since returning has been a barrier spell around the pub.

Is it dark magic? Demonic magic?

[He's not that far gone in his mind. He stares at her, questioning and unsure, before nodding slowly]

I would like to know things.

Some might argue that blood magic is bad but it's not. It's Fae magic. Or it would be back home.

[ Such was the way of all magic in her world. It either came from the Fae or was used by the Fae. Humans were only capable of doing magic under certain circumstances. ]

Okay... [ She takes another sip of her drink before setting the glass down and grabbing her bag. ]

As the name implies, it requires blood. Just a drop.

[ She digs out a small wooden bowl, a length of white silk ribbon, and a knife from her bag. ]

This corporation's blood?

[That's easy enough. Drunk, brain in a haze, he lowers his gaze and raises it.]

...Tell me what you need. I want to understand these things but be ready. I'm a being tied to reality.

Yeah.

[ Okay, they're doing this. She turns on the couch so she's facing him. She places the ribbon in the bowl before taking her pocket knife and making a small cut on her hand. She lets a couple of drops fall onto the ribbon as she passes the knife to Gabriel. ]

Clear mind. [ Mostly to herself. ]

[What harm would it do.

What harm could it do? Honestly. She wasn't here. He was so used to being a part of her, to her constant presence and if this would do that with someone-

He prods the palm of his hand and a drop of silver blood on the ribbon.]

Clear mind?

[ What harm could it do, indeed?

Honestly, Kenzi wasn't sure. She'd be left feeling woozy after, she knew that much, but otherwise she didn't know what could come of this. ]

Oh, uh, that's more for me. Gotta focus, y'know?

[ The silver blood gets a raised brow. It shouldn't surprise her it's different but it does. Would that even work? ]

Okay. Um...

[ She focuses on the ribbon and begins to mutter an incantation or at least a string of words she hopes will work. She can't remember for certain what words Trick told her to use before but it was the intent that mattered. ]

By this shed blood a bond is formed.

[ The blood soaks into the ribbon, turning it from white to red though silver specks can be seen along it. ]

Okay, that seemed to do it. Now hold out your hand like so. [ She holds her left hand up with her middle and pointer fingers together as she takes up the ribbon in her other hand. ]

[There is a stir of something - but it's nothing shaking and near as he can tell that there is no demonic energy in it. It's unusual. Earthy.

He copies her motions, features quiet, but when he looks at her his eyes are bright purple.]

[ She glances up and catches sight of his eyes. The way they practically glow reminds of her Bo. She blinks a couple of times before shaking her head and turning back to the task she's begun.

She focuses on winding the ribbon a couple of times around his wrist then bringing it down around the extended fingers before doing the same to her own hand in reverse. ]

With this ribbon wound, this bond is bound.

[ It's but a moment of quiet as the ribbon glows red and tightens around their hands. Then it goes slack and falls aways, leaving behind a red and silver specked imprint. The moment it falls away it's like a crash of waves as varying emotions collide.

On Kenzi's side, there's sadness, a little bit of guilt, but also a little bit of giddy excitement at trying something new and just a dash of attraction to Gabriel. Deeper there's loneliness and loss, a general sense of love for those in her life, and at the heart of it all is this vast emptiness, like a void. Jagged around the edges as if something was pulled free by force.

It's as if this can be seen, not visibly in front of them but in the mind. ]

[The moment Gabriel feels that connection he tries to restrict his emotions - mostly wanting to protect Kenzi from the vastness of his mind. It's ...comforting. Comforting and friendly and nice to be connected to her mind.

Rifling through them with interest, the archangel offers a well of isolation, and annoyance. Anger too. Their voids could meet as he shakes his head, tilting to look at her.]

...This is...

[He looks to the side before taking her hand. Something about this is making himself feel more angelic then ever.]

...Are you all right?

[ Kenzi tries to draw back as well, she'd meant to make it a one-way connection but she hadn't managed that.

It's a lot. When he takes her hand he might feel as if someone has taken his in return. Feedback. The connection is more than empathic -- physical as well -- something else she hadn't meant for and will have to remember in the future.

She blinks at him, giving a little nod. ]

Uh, yeah. This is just different.

[He shakes it off.]

It's not demonic though. [He laughs, offering a light chuckle.] If you were concerned about that.

[He was. There's a slight sliver of arrogance in him that might pass forward.]

It's a fascinating feeling. Are you all right with it?

I told you it wasn't. [ She huffs though there's no anger at the thought of him doubting her. She's amused if anything. ]

Fascinating is one word for it. [ Nearly overwhelming is what she'd go with. ]

Okay, we was doing this to help you sort out your emotions. [ Trying to get them back on track instead of getting caught up in how it feels. Which is difficult because it could be a lot of fun.

No, no, keep your thoughts on track, Kenz.

And yet another aspect of the bond, telepathic connection. He'll hear her talking to herself and if he's paying attention he'll note her mouth not moving. ]

[The last time he felt that - that sense of connection - was with her. That makes him freeze for a moment, impressing a vague sense of vastness between them - before he shuts it down.]

Keep things on track? Sorting out emotions. Okay. I can do that.

[He pauses]

How much of me are you seeing? I'm putting up some walls.

[ Kenzi covers her face when he asks how much she's seeing. ]

Oh fae this connection is more than I meant it to be.

The only way I could see more is if you was naked. [ She just lets that spill out because there's it doesn't matter either way. ]

[His eyes go wide.

He's been a human woman, he's been a monster. His hand reaches for hers.]

It's fine. Do you want to see me naked would that make you more comfortable? I don't see that as a problem but if you want...if it would be.

[he pauses]

Please relax. This is fine and I do appreciate the help.

[Human lives are so small and this...]

You know this reminds me of what the humans term Guardian Angel relationships. Are you familiar with it?

No! Nononono!

[ But at the same time yes. Oh boy, are her cheeks burning. ]

That'd do the opposite!

[ She wonders if she should just call this a fail and cut the connection. But she wanted to help him...

She's letting this overwhelm her, she knows that. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to call up some of the things Dyson and Piccolo taught her to keep calm. It helps, a little, but it also makes her feel a little sad. ]

No? I mean, I've, like, read stories but that kind of thing doesn't exist back home.

[Guardian angels, and their bonds, are firmer ground here. It was bunk - human nonsense created to heal their minds and inspire them, unintentionally created by them.

What if it were real? What if he did-

She has been kind.

Reaching for her hands, he summons angelic calm and healing. For the first time in his life.

I'm not a warrior. This may not work, but since we've done this, I need to understand human emotions and you...

You...you will be supported.

There is no void, he buries his isolation and fear and summons angelic peace.]

...I didn't think such a thing were possible. Does this help?

[ Does he have to ask? He would be able to feel her relax, calmer than before. A strange feeling for someone who is so used to chaotic emotions. Even Sir Apple, who had seemed to become a little agitated since the bond was formed seems to settle down. The void, however, remains though seemingly less all-consuming, a terrible thing created by a sacrifice to save this world.

Still she nods. ] It's better.

[ She offers a little smile and squeezes his hands. Thank you. ]

I think I can do this now.

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