Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180527004826/@comment-5583506-20180612234001

Katherine entered the bathroom with her bag in hand. She locked the door behind her and rolled out the contents of her bag held; a silenced Welrod, a Browning, a carver knife, and of course... the mask. The Cat seemed infatuated with it for whatever reason. She guessed it was due to the sensation of being anonymous, to become nobody while she committed the deeds. The mask had been gifted to her as a souvenir from her uncle's travels to India. The only memory of him she still had left, or so she thought.

After donning the growling tiger mask, the Cat appeared in the mirror, taking her place.

"Looks like it's time for cleanup", she said. "Let's do this nice and swiftly. And do well to remember that we aren't alone... the captain is around somewhere as well."

"Nothing else matters", Katherine said. "Sooner or later, I will be caught. The least I could do is to deliver a message to the U.S. Army."

"And we will", shrugged the Cat. "That we will..."