[CHARCTER'S NAME:] Kattarina (Katt) Delshard
[STATUS:] Gizmoteer.

[GENERAL APPEARANCE:]
Short for an elf, Katt stands about 5'3", has mid-back length red hair that she keeps firmly tied in a ponytail. Her bangs reach the bridge of her nose and are spiked out. Overall she's rather plain looking, which is also unusual for an elf.

[GENERAL CLOTHING:]
She wears a baseball hat (forwards) that says "Don't hit it! FIXX it!" almost permanently, along with a pair of black leather, silk lined gloves. She has dark green eyes that are cat-slit, with a pale complexion. She prefers to wear jeans and a loose t-shirt to anything else.

[WEAPONRY:]
A large, iron, heavy, wrench. A stun gun and a Personal Electro-Magnetic Defense Shield.

[POWERS/SKILLS:]
If its technological or mechanical she can fix it, if it doesn't exist but sounds like a pretty good idea, she can create it.

-Electronics ; Can create and repair any sort of electronics from telephones and remote controlled cars to orbital satellites. The complexity of the project is the variable for the time. (A magnetic defense shield = 5 days without sleep [Re: Nuku Nuku's "Papa-San"]

-Mechanics ; Can create and repair any sort of mechanical vehicle from a Austin Mini to space bound rocket. A decent running car would take her about three months, a space bound rocket about three years. (Thats if she does nothing but eat, sleep and work.)

Weaponry ; Has created everything from six-shot flame throwers to smoke grenades, while weapons of such nature are quick and easy to make, they have a bad habit of backfiring and have only a limited use. Weapons repaired by Katt tend to run into the same problem.

Just because she can *fix* something, doesn't mean she can *use* it.

As a low-noble of Underhill, Katt can summon her armour (standard female fantasy style plate/chain.. rather useless and revealing) and/or her sword at any time, but as she disdains the elven lifestyle she only wears the armour or uses the sword for the most dire and formal of situations. She's an average swordswoman.

While not strong, she has quick reactions and a pretty good running speed. She can also summon gold coins from her home dimension. Katt's also not a bad hand at playing the guitar.

[WEAKNESSES:]
Caffeine makes her drunk. A small allotment, for example from Hot Chocolate, will give her a buzz, Coffee will make her drunk, and a pitcher of coke will have her passed out for a week. "No Sleep" pills are a no-no. If overdosed on Caffeine, it could kill her. (Similar to alcohol poisoning.) Caffeine is also about as addictive as cocaine to her breed of elves.

Can not touch Iron directly, (She calls it the cold death or The Death Metal) must be insulated by silk. If she touches it directly she will get burnt, the longer the contact the more severe the burn. (Her wrench is a statement to her brethren about her thoughts on their society.)

[ATTITUDE:]
*Terrified of very handsome men.* Katt's easy going, and will often repair mechanical equipment for free if someone's in a spot. She loves working on cars, and often pesters her friends to let her work on their vehicles. Katt's also fairly nice. She avoids violence, more often coming to blows to help or save someone else over actually getting involved to protect herself. ("Attack someone who can defend themselves, and that is fair, hurt the innocent or those who cannot defend themselves and I shall do my best to kick your little butt.")

[REACTIONS TO:]

{A GREETING:}
(a friend:) "Hey! How's it going? Can you sit and talk for a while?"
(a stranger:) "Hi there, I don't think I've met you, I'm Katt!"
(an enemy:) "Uh, I think I better be going.."

{A CHALLENGE:}
(from someone of similar or equal power:) "Can't we just be friends?"
(from someone of greater power:) "Uh.. What's that?" *Point* *RUNS AWAY!!*

{AN ATTACK:}
(if defending someone:) "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" *Pulls Wrench out and proceeds to try and bash brains in* (Or if non-Melee combat pulls out Stun Gun, slaps the Defense grid on the innocent and then engadges in combat)
(no one who needs defending:) "Hey look, violence doesn't really solve anything y'know!" *Actives Defense Grid and then quickly looks for an escape route*

{A PASS:}
(from a very handsome male:) "Ergh. Ack." *Pulls hat down and hopes they go away.* (If they don't) "Uh, I think you're looking for someone else.." (if they still don't go away) "I.. uh.. gotta go." *Dashes off.*
(from an average male:) "Sure you can sit down, I'm always up to making new friends."
(from an ugly male:) *Smiles winningly* "I'm very flattered, I am, I'm sorry that I'm not interested, but if you'd like to sit down for a while and chat..?"

[BACKGROUND:]
Born to a low noble house Underhill, (See notes below) Katt found herself often the butt of jokes due to her ugly (by elven standards) looks. She very quickly withdrew from the court life and spent as little time there as possibly. She spent her time instead hanging around with the nearby Kitsune and learning the tricks and trades of their mechanics.

Also learning their easy going personalities and fondness for practical jokes..

With no magical abilities beyond the normal Elven gifts (summoning gold and armour/sword) Katt found herself further ignored by her society, and upon reaching adulthood (16) decided to head out into the "human-world" .. She had a gate opened for her and didn't look back.

Five years of living in the human-world brought her a mechanics shop, and a better appreciation for people, while not completely out of her shell, she has learnt to trust people and have friends. (But handsome men still bring back all the memories of her childhood.)

She decided to call in a favour from a Kitsune friend and return to her homeland to visit her family, when for some strange reason, she, her guitar, and her backpack of belongings ended up.. elsewhere. Not one to sneeze at opportunity, Katt promptly opened a repair garage, although it seems most of her clients bring in Mechas..

Underhill : A pocket dimension populated with Elves and Kitsune. The Elves here are what the stories of the Sidhe are based on, the snotty, self-centered, rather cruel, Elves. Of course, there are a (very) few exceptions to the rule.

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[CHARACTER’S NAME:] Tenris
[STATUS:] Prince of Dimension 281763 (Fourteen North, Sixteen east and twenty-four up from CAPOW on the standard dimensional map.) Katt's mechanical Apprentice / Side-kick

[GENERAL APPEARANCE:]
(As a Human) Appears to be in his early to mid-20's, has blonde hair that falls just past his shoulders that has tiny braids hidden it, with some beads at the end. Stands almost 6'4 with broad shoulders and a light muscular build. Is incredibly handsome, generally has a polite court smile on his face when dealing with those he doesn't know. Has bright blue eyes.

(As a Were-Tiger ) Appears to be in his early to mid-20's, has deep orange hair that falls down past his waist that has black stripes through it. He has one braid that comes down along the part to fall down his back that has some crystal beads on the end. He stands close to 6'7 with broud shoulders and a brawny build. Tenrisis still very handsome, but instead of the tame, court smile, a deep feralness burns in his now golden eyes.

(As a Tiger) Well, a big, brawny, healthy speciman of a Tiger.

[GENERAL CLOTHING:]
When in the garage he tends to go barefoot and just wear jeans, when out and about he wears blue jeans, a black trench coat, a white t-shirt and black boots.

[WEAPONRY:]
A katana. (Nothing special about it.) Teeth and Claws in his tiger form or his Were-Tiger form.

[POWERS/SKILLS:]
An amazing swordsman for a human of his age (23.) [Not as good as Dachend] As a Were-Tiger he can shift his form three times per day between the three standard forms. On the full moon or in areas of high magic he can shift as much as he likes. Tenris tends to spend most of his time in his Were-Tiger form since he has yet to truly get the hang of shifting. That and his clothes don't automatically grow / shrink .. Heals non-silver, non-magical damage quickly. (A magical blade counts as magical damage, natch.)

[WEAKNESSES:]
Magical or Silver weaponry do twice as much damage to the Were-Tiger as they would a normal human, when he loses control he tends to go bezerk with only Katt being able to calm him down to some semblance of seething rage.

[ATTITUDE:]
Fairly easy going, open to knew ideas. The dimension he's from is a mixture of medieval way of life with a splattering of modern technology. Speaks formally at almost all times, always on his best manners. Doesn't understand sometimes why he can't continue to act as the Prince he's used to being. ..Also now due to his change of being, he tends to have a rather volatile reaction to his friends being hurt.

[REACTIONS TO:]

{A GREETING:}
(to Katt:) "Lady Katt! I've had some difficulty with the [..] I, uh, didn't mean for it to explode.."
(to friend:) "Ah, Hello [So-and-so], how are you doing?"
(to customer:) "Greetings, Sir/Ma'am, How may I be of assistance?"
(to stranger:) "Good day Sir/Ma'am"
(to Enemy:) "Prepare yourself for my blade." [or claws if he does't have his Katana]

{A CHALLENGE:}
(from someone of lesser power:) "I can not in honour battle you."
(from someone of equal power:) "I accept your challenge, prepare yourself."
(from someone of greater power:) "An honour to fight one of your skill."

{AN ATTACK:}
(from someone of lesser power:) "Please desist, this attack is folly!" (Will do best to disarm opponent)
(from someone of equal power:) "Finally, a chance at some decent exercise."
(from someone of greater power:) "I look forward to learning from you in your defeat"

{A PASS:}
(from a woman:) "My apoligies lady, but I must confess I am not interested.."
(from a man:) "Please, do sit down.."

[BACKGROUND:]
Tenris was raised by a cruel overlord / dictator who ruled the dimension and it's worlds with a Iron Fist. While Tenris doesn't understand that you can't just out and out kill your enemies he does not believe in the cruelty that the lords and ladies of the realm placed upon their subjects. He believes everyone deserves a fair shake. He has a very strong sense of honour.

When he reached of age to be formally recognised as the heir, Tenris realised that he wanted nothing to do with the Throne. He knew that if he tried to change things to how they should be, disgruntled nobles would assassinate him. Stealing one of the dimension hoppers, he set it to random and hoped for a realm where he could find haven and happiness. He found himself in CAPOW.

One of the King's bounty-hunters traced Tenris back to CAPOW and followed him, attacking several times the unarmed Prince. Katt happened to be in the right place at the wrong time and saved Tenris from certain death or slavery if not a mind-wipe. She took him under her wing and installed him in her garage.

Tenris views Katt as a wise older sister and will literally put his life on the line to protect her. Originally it was just due to his honour-debt to the Elven girl, but as time wore on the two discovered how much their pasts were similar. The two became fast friends in watching each other's backs and trying their best to protect one another.

Bounty Hunters and hired thugs still appear from time to time to try and "take out" Tenris or to return him to his father, depending on his father's mood when the orders are issued.

Due to recent events (The beginning of Three Men and a Little Elf) Tenris was .. attacked .. by several voluptuous Were-Tigresses seeking his attentions. The women refused to take no for an answer, and the following fight ended up infecting Tenris with lycanthropy. He takes this as philosophically as everything else, and has found that while he doesn't overly mind showers he's gotten a strong intolerance for baths.

[NOTES:]
Tenris spends 95% of his time at Katt's garage, he looks after the place when she's not there or busy working. There is absolutely *no* romantic attachment between Katt and Tenris their relationship is very brother/sister. (..Also has something to do with the fact that Tenris prefers laddies to lassies.)