[She's not dressed in typical poolside clothing. Her black patchwork pants have been rolled up over her knees, held up by fasteners, and she's lost most of her extra clothing bits and bobs, only keeping her simple white tank top--though with faded streaks of neon colored paints. New clothing has been lower on her to-do list.
There's an oil streak though down her left side, balancing out the blue cloud tattoos the down her right. Her short hair's soaked down with pool water, her current method of keeping cool.
She has the air of someone who's been Up to Something, but she has no reaction to seeing a cat man. It's normal, to her.] Maybe they were the guests before we came here. I don't think it was the pool water that fried them.
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There's an oil streak though down her left side, balancing out the blue cloud tattoos the down her right. Her short hair's soaked down with pool water, her current method of keeping cool.
She has the air of someone who's been Up to Something, but she has no reaction to seeing a cat man. It's normal, to her.] Maybe they were the guests before we came here. I don't think it was the pool water that fried them.