Stray Cat Strut Chapter Thirty-Six - Catkiller

Chapter Thirty-Six - Catkiller

Our weakness? You want to just tell you what Samurai are weak against?

Well, I suppose... awkwardness?

--Guillotine, interview with Star-Spangled Monthly, 2029

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There were all sorts of things I could have handled. Katallina being angry at . Her throwing a tantrum. Having her curse out. All reactions Id seen from my kittens plenty of tis. They were outlets to anger and sadness that I got. I could deal with snark, it was how I did emotions.

Katallina looked at , then her eyes got wet and she started to cry.

I didnt do crying. Lucy did crying.

If a kitten cried, it was Lucy that did the hugging and the shushing and all that junk.

Ah, fuck, I said. Uh, shit, its okay, kid? I tried.

Sohow that didnt work.

I looked around, but other than her dog, there wasnt much to see. Shit, uh, look, youre safe, alright? I asked. Im gonna slip you, and your dog I guess, a mask, and we can both leave this place, okay?

She bawled harder.

Interesting.

What? I asked.

I started looking for catalogues that could improve maternal instincts or help people in emotional distress, but other than so drug cocktails I cant find anything very relevant. Its an oversight I dont think we were expecting. A complaint has been filed.

Thats nice, I deadpanned. I reached up to run my hands through my hair, bumped my helt, then groaned. Okay, okay. Hey, kid, you hear ?

The girl nodded. She was ugly crying, and she was just old enough that it wasnt even passably cute.

Okay, look, Ive got so questions, alright? I asked.

Katallina snorted so and I sighed as I backed up.

Myalis, can you connect to Gomorrah?

Certainly.

Thanks, I said. Sothing pinged and I sighed again because I was in that sort of mood. Yo, G-girl, I said.

I recall telling you not to call that. Or so variation thereof, Gomorrah said.

Yup. I recall not recalling that. So, uh, found the girl, and the dog. Neither are Vanguards. I... wait, Myalis, is the dog?

No. The dog is not a Vanguard.

Gomorrah humd. Interesting. So, where is our wayward Samurai?

Thats a question, isnt it? I muttered. I tapped on the glass of the chamber. Hey, kid, uh... shit, I dont know where to start. Look, were looking for soone, a Samurai. The one that gave you that gun you had. Do you know where they are?

Hes dead, Katallina said. The monsters ate him.

Uh, I said. Do you know who he was? His na?

She nodded. Randall, he was from 2B.

I blanked, but Gomorrah was on the ball apparently. Randall from 2B. Thats an older teenaged boy from the sa floor where Katallina lived. Male, sixteen. Good clean record. Babysits others on occasion from his social feeds... and the cleanup crews for that building have tagged his body already.

I rubbed at the nape of my neck, then stood up and stretched. Whelp, thats fucked, I said. Can you tell Deus Ex?

You dont want to tell her yourself?

Not particularly. Make so space in your car for a girl and a dog, would you?

Gomorrah was quiet for a little while. You want to put a dog in my car?

Im not leaving the kid here, I said. Shes in a fucking cage.

Thats fine. But the dog?

I started pacing. Gomorrah, you cant just abandon a dog. Even I know that.

Gomorrah groaned, a very un-nunlike sound. God give patience. Fine. Im going to contact Deus-Ex. Ping when youre done, and Ill blow off a wall to pick you up.

We could leave from the front, I said.

Look, this whole thing has been a little disappointing to , and I have missiles prid to fire already. Dont take my fun away from .

I surrendered to the crazy pyromaniac nun with the missile launchers on account of her being crazy and a pyromaniac and having missile launchers. See you in a bit then. I said.

Once the line cut off, I moved closer to the glass wall of Katallina's cell.

I didnt want to speak my next question out loud, so I opened a text box with a twitch of my eye and typed it out. Myalis, her parents?

All dead. I found their insurance and have filed a claim on it in her na, to be transferred to an account she can access. The insurance company didnt want to pay out, but I persuaded them otherwise.

Thats nice of you... how did you persuade them?

Footage of you at the Hour n base. For the record, no, she doesnt have any extended family capable of taking care of her.

If it worked it worked, I supposed. Hey, Katallina, I said. Im going to get you out of here, okay?

The girl snorted. Who even are you?

Uh, Im a samurai, I said.

Samurai are supposed to be cool.

Nevermind being shot twice, my worst injury of the day had just landed with critical damage. First, good insult there, but wrong target. Second, youre like, in your teens, stop acting so young.

She straightened a little. I lost everything, she said.

That happens sotis. Now, you can stay in the cage with the creepy scientist dudes until they figure out that youre not a samurai, or you can co with . I... basically run an orphanage at this point.

I dont want to go to an orphanage, she said. She sniffed a last ti and wiped her nose on the sleeve of her beige shirt. I can take care of myself.

Very cute, but no, you really cant. Citys got to be full of refugees right now. Youd be swallowed up on the streets in no ti. At least co with for the day, we can figure things out tomorrow.

What about the assholes that kidnapped ? she asked.

Ill give you a share of their money once Im done bankrupting them, I said.

That perked her up. I had the terrible impression that she might just fit in with all of the kittens. I shuffled over to the glass and tapped it, expecting a screen to show up sowhere.

The doors wireless, Katallina said.

Right, I agreed. Myalis, two masks, one for the kid, one for the dog. Can you make them appear on the other side of the glass?

I can.

Are you talking to yourself? Katallina asked. She looked concerned.

New Purchase: Hazard Mask

Points reduced to... 7520

New Purchase: Hazard Mask - Canid Modified

Points reduced to... 7510

Two boxes plopped onto the ground of the cell, and Katallina jumped. You actually are a samurai, she said.

What did you think?

Shitty cosplayer.

God save from little shits with attitude, I muttered. Put on the fucking masks.

Do you have any idea of how ironic it is that you want saving from children with attitudes?

You calling a child? I asked.

That would be insulting children everywhere.

I scoffed, but couldnt hold back a chuckle. You ready? I asked. Katallina was strapping a mask over her dogs snout. It seed very okay with the bulbous mask. Its tail was wagging, anyway, which I figured ant it was alright.

My experience with actual dogs was pretty limited. Id pet one or two when I ran across them, but for the most part I spent more ti seeing dogs in my dia feed than interacting with them. They were sothing of a luxury, needing space, and food, and grooming. The sort of person that had ti for that wasnt the sort of person living in the sa space as the orphanage.

Whats its na? I asked.

The dog? Katallina asked. He belonged to Miss Rupert next door. She was nice, let us play with him and take him out for walks. She died. His na is Catkiller.

I groaned. My life was a joke. Myalis got the door opened, and judging by how neither the girl nor the dog fainted, the masks worked well enough to protect from the knock-out gas. Lets go, I said as I brought my gun up.

A glance at my map of the building showed where Gomorrah would be coming from. It also revealed that the red dots of security personnel were moving a lot more than before.

Whats up with the security? I asked.

I cant see what alerted them. One mont... ah. It seems that one of them spoke to another and neither recalled your appointnt. Im afraid that I dont have the tools to rewrite mories.

You have a gift for being terrifying, I said.

Who are you talking to? Katallina asked.

The alien voices in my head, I said. Lets get the fuck out of here.

Therere guards.

I blinked, then raised my grenade launcher while my shoulder-mounted guns deployed over my back.

Oh, she said.

Co on, if you behave youll maybe get to see an asshole blow up.

On leaving the room, Katallina took a mont to punt the scientist sprawled in the floor right in the face.

Shed fit right in with the kittens.

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