<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Katianna.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Katianna Molova</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Landing Pad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Various PCs and NPCs of the Cooler</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Listening to Diah </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Katianna found most of the work being done too heavy and moving too quickly for her.  She did what she could but mostly tried to stay out of the way.  As far as she could tell she had managed to go more or less unnoticed thus far.  Or at least she had managed not to draw attention to herself.<br/><br/>She gathered with the others around the strange purple creature.  She looked up at her just long enough to be able to identify her from any others of her kind the young human might encounter, then looked away again.  She allowed herself to just blend in with the others as her eyes scanned the women around her. She avoided making eye contact with any of them.  Making eye contact would mean being noticed.<br/><br/>Most of the others around her appeared to be human, or at least near human.  There were a few prisoners she noticed specifically.  One appeared to be the leader, barking out orders.  Katianna had encountered Mrinka from time to time on her home world and those had seemed pleasant enough.  This one however, she noted, would be best avoided.  There didn’t seem much pleasant about her.  Another caught her eye just from her size.  She looked human but Katianna had never seen a woman so tall and muscular (Katianna's stature meant that she would be looking up to most of the inmates here anyway). Of course the tail was a distinguishing feature as well.  The thing that had actually drawn Katianna’s eye though was that the woman seemed to be suffering in some way.<br/><br/>Katianna’s attention was drawn away from the giant of a woman when a strange sensation came over her, a feeling that she was being watched.  Her heart beat quickened a bit as she again scanned the group of woman around her but she noticed no one looking her way.<em>“Paranoia”</em>she thought to herself.<em>“Girl, get a grip!” </em>