Recent content by Käte

Käte's temper deepened and heat rose from her face as the Baldr--no, the Sith pressed on. She clenched her fist, knowing he was only playing games, trying to get inside of her head and taunt her even as she let him do so. Training and practice with controlling emotions or not, she was still...

The thoughts were now connecting together in a matter of nanoseconds. Käte finally realized just how much sense this had made. She just couldn't put the dots together for some reason--not until now. No Deucalian was alone, much less able to take on so many people at once...except for maybe her...

Käte's heart immediately went cold at the mention of the Sith. Though they were only against Deucalia, it still hurt her personally that it was even an option. She resisted the urge to flip te table and attempted to block out the heat rising in her chest. The Sith had attempted to kill her...

Käte shrugged as they entered the in , not having enough of a good answer to respond to the quip effectively. So at that point she thought it best to just let her words get toyed with minus her input. She looked back at th various dead people behind them, wondering why and how exactly this whole...

Käte scoffed at the Baldr as he mocked her apprehensions about drinking. She was a lightweight as of now, and she knew it. Wasn't even afraid to admit it. So, yeah, she had a couple hesitating points about getting drunk with a guy that had just slaughtered local soldiers for no reason and...

Käte watched with what she herself couldn't really determine. Was it amusement? Mere indifference? She shrugged to herself and readjusted her duffel bag on her shoulder, continuing to observe as the Deucalian insisted on his credits. His sheer gaze should have been enough, but evidently not...

Käte could tell her joke wasn't as naturally received as it normally would be among Deucalians. This one was odd. Not an outsider posing as a Deucalin...nor entirely Deucalian himself. Normally she would have dropped the topic there, but it seemed that there was more to this story than a simple...

Käte had sent in a couple very, very nice and clean stabs toward the beast's midsection, but now it seemed to be getting quite a bit pissed off at this fact, moreso after she had chucked a hefty shield its way, and she couldn't really do much against a heavy limb with ill more than a dagger. As...

Käte scoffed and slowly lowered her blaster, setting its safety. Not like she was going to be able to hit anyone or anything with it. But, she supposed, no sense not trying. At this distance, not being able to nail a target would honestly just be embarrassing. The Deucalian, for what she could...

Käte eyed the weaponry and armor, immediately sizing up this guy as he finished off his opponents. He seemed to look around for a moment before being taken by surprise, or what she could garner as surprise, at her presence. His eyes hovered over the armor she wore, or what wasn't tucked into a...

Käte exhaled sharply as she knocked braids out of her face and sat up. She had no idea why such a rain-filled, drought-ridden planet had been the destination for the shuttle she had hitched a free ride on. Well, she was here now, along with all her gear tucked into a duffel bag and the Vikingr...

The Valengard ducked from the sudden twirl and agility of the animal, cursing under her breath as she turned the tripping motion into a roll. She stood, twirled the dagger in her hands, and ran to get inside of the beast's reach, chucking the heavy shield like an over-sized frisbee and then...

OOC THEME Käte nodded and downed the burning shot of alcohol, thinking at the same time of his return to her comment but soon dropping her thoughts as the drink hit her like an airspeeder. She felt the drink hit her mind instantly, and regretted starting this. In a few minutes, she'd be...

Käte let out a long sigh of relief as the beast focused its attention on Ivar, who was doing a magnificent job of being a distraction. As the beast refocused its attention his direction, she stood up in a crouch, pulling her spear close to her side as she moved forward. Ivar was likely doing the...

Käte gave herself another sip of cider as the newcomer, very evidently having come up for a bit more than just a drink, started the battle of speech. She was by no means the best at this type of thing, and in all honesty she wouldn't doubt that she'd end up cursing him out later on if he kept up...