#v:of the isles •dishonored• {kat}

[xwildatheartx]

• • Kat • •

"Oh I would never suggest just leaving her here alone."

Kat knew that Deion and his mother were close, which wasn't uncommon considering the hardships they'd endured together. All she wanted was for Deion to have the chance to get to know his father better- now that all parties were aware of the situation.

"I mean I don't think she'd want to live WITH us. But maybe we could invite her over for dinner, and talk to her about all of us moving to Dunwall?"

@strictlyoc from x

[xwildatheartx]

• • Kat • •

"Most of them. Sometimes people request other songs. I'm okay with it as long as people pay me."

She listened to him, fully understanding the importance of his role; of course he would get very little time off- it's not like the Empress was ever anything but on duty.

"Then it's a good thing we're in town then. You can fit in a couple of hours easier than sailing across the isles for weeks at a time."

@strictlycanon from x

[xwildatheartx]

• • Kat • •

As she stood in the door frame, she looked up at the Lord Protector, her boyfriends biological father as he stood on their step. Had she expected him when she heard knocking on the door? No- but he was always welcome none the less. When he asked if Deion was home, she shook her head lightly.

  “Sadly, Deion’s working right now, but    if you want to come in and wait, you     can. I just made some coffee.” Kat opened the door more and stepped out of the way, just in case he wanted to come inside.

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[xwildatheartx]

• • Kat • •

She made her way up to the door of her boyfriends home; half expecting to find him still in the state he’s been in for weeks now. Never in her whole damned life had she ever imagined the love of her life could be turned to stone, nor his mother off helping THE EMPRESS of all people with - whatever that mess was. 

 But as Kat opened the door, there he was, Deion, alive and well, sitting down with his mother. For a moment, Kat stood there in awe - trying to figure out if she was dreaming or not. The bag in her hand hit the ground with a soft thud.

   “Deion...?” 

@strictlyoc​