Kate stood at the back of the funeral, glancing around from beneath her shades. There were some familiar faces. She hated these events on principle, she didn't fit in with the goody two shoes 'heroes' and the people she used to enjoy working with shunned, mocked and openly disrespected her. She folded her arms and tossed her hair back. She wasn't really listening, she doubted if any of the assembled heroes and villains actually were. She rolled her eyes... well, not quite as she had no pupils or irises but what she DID was a looping toss of the head, almost like she was beset by flies. She sighed and fixed her hair before ramming her fists into her baggy pockets, keeping her head low and her eyes alert.