Heritage

GRIMALKIN Lynn grinned and bowed in response to Carrie's compliment. "I thank you, Lady Liberty, but don't be too hard on your dad. Not everyone's as good as me at whipping up a costume on short notice! Call it a gift!" In response to Casper's question, she snorted a laugh. "Oof, yeah! Not a great idea in the Fenss! In my neighborhood, mostly the parents just take the kids to the local shops to trick or treat. We get a bunch of kids every year at the store, but typically they're all gone before 5pm." She shook her head as she took a few playful swings and thrusts with her wooden sword. "And no, I haven't been to the Liberty Park thing, but I'm definitely looking forward to it! I love Halloween!" And here, the Link cosplayer grew perhaps a bit too enthusiastic, and proceeded to weave and bob through the costumed crowd like a Hollywood stunt double, stopping just short of the limits of humanity in her tumbling and vaulting dance. The holiday crowd clapped and cheered as Lynn began to regain her composure, her cheeks pink with exertion as she returned somewhat sheepishly to the Churches' side. "Sorry about that! I need to...tone it down a bit. Whew!"

Crystal-Gazer Lulu sighed, and then moved over to sit beside Lynn; the two of them had a lot in common, but ultimately the young speedster's traumas were her own, and always would be. "Look...nothin's gonna replace everythin' or everyone you've lost. And ah can't imagine how confusin' it's gotta be to have reminders of who you lost all aroun' you; kinda the same but never the same, know what ah mean? Ah think in some ways it's gonna make it harder to process everythin'." She sighed again and threw up her hands. "Ah wish ah could give you some advice on how to navigate all this, 'cause it's gonna be hard; for a long time, most likely. Ah guess if ah could impart any wisdom at all, it would be to say...it's alright to be not okay. 'Cause there's gonna be days you just can't deal with people, and you have my permission to, pardon mah French, tell everyone to f### off and be alone, if you need to. And the good people in your life will respect that and give you space." Lulu put an arm around Lynn's shoulder, and gestured with her free hand, to take in the rest of the world. "And anyone who doesn't, who makes you feel guilty or ashamed for not feelin' one hundred percent all the time, or says 'just turn that frown upside down'? Well, they can kiss mah ass, you hear me? And tell 'em ah said so!"

A few edits to Grimalkin! Update the Affiliations section of her sheet as follows: Affiliations: Former member of the Knights of Freedom and the Interceptors, currently freelance. Former partner of the Shrike. Currently dating Casper Balthazar Church (aka Ghost) Update the first paragraph in the Description section of her sheet as follows: Appearance: Lynn Epstein is a lovely young woman who typically wears comfortable jeans, T-shirts, hiking boots and a denim or suede jacket by day, but is wrapped in skintight leather of black and midnight blue, complete with domino mask, when she prowls the dirty streets at night. Her ears are (normally) pointed and tapered; as Grimalkin, they are clearly visible, but Lynn typically reshapes them to more ‘human’ configuration while in her civilian identity. Grimalkin also appears notably younger than Lynn, and her South Jersey accent is much stronger. Update the third paragraph of the History section of her sheet as follows: Lynn ended her relationship with Gretchen McDaniels, her former sidekick the Shrike, in 2018; Gretchen relocated to the Emerald Cities, where she runs Silbermann's Northwest. In addition, due to a traumatic event that same year, Lynn lost access to some of her previous powers. Her mother Lainey Epstein died of ovarian cancer in September 2020, and she has been helping her father adjust to the loss. Lynn began dating Casper Church, “the friendly neighborhood Ghost”, in 2023. Lastly we're going to update her character art! Main picture: And hidden by a Spoiler tag, her civilian identity Lynn Epstein: Many thanks!

Crystal-Gazer Lulu nodded vigorously when Lynn mentioned therapy. "Oh yeah, that's so important! An' remember, you gotta find the right therapist for you! If you ever feel like it ain't workin' out, like you're not connectin', there ain't no shame in switchin' therapists. It took me a few tries to find a good fit, but now ah got me a good'un! Me an' Sherri got good rapport, and it's helped me a lot." The redhead raised up a cautionary hand. "Also, don't rule out meds, at least not entirely. Ah was on a lot of meds when ah came to Fr3edom, but now ah'm down to two, an' one of those is just 'as needed'." Lulu sighed as her eyes wandered around the impressive building they both now called home. "The good news is, you got good people here; Megan is the best, and you got your classmates back at Claremont. You're not alone in this." She smiled, with tears in the corners of her eyes. "And now, you've got me!"

GOSSAMER II The blonde noblewoman looked thought as she tucked the last of her belongings away, then her magnificent locks returned to the thick braid. "That's very interesting. How long does your potion last? Is it dangerous if it wears off suddenly, such as if you're in the middle of combat with a foe?" Estelle tucked her legs under herself as she rested on her bed, tired but still intrigued by her roommate's abilities.

GOSSAMER II Estelle looked thoughtful for a moment as she sent golden tendrils into her wardrobe trunk to pull out a few different outfits that might be appropriate for a visit to the theater. "I of course know the story of Tristan and Iseult, but I'm unfamiliar with Wagner; apparently he's either not part of my world, or he never became very popular. Is he a composer or a playright? And am I correct in assuming the production is a tragedy?"

GOSSAMER II In all honesty, Estelle was not fully comfortable with her roommate's frequent transformation; she recalled the fate of her uncle and his pursuit of alchemy, which took him into some dark places. Still, Renee was not her uncle, and she had a right to make her own mistakes and discover her own triumphs. The young noble set her concerns aside, and turned around in her seat to address her 'roomie' directly. "You certainly make it sound appealing! What manner of entertainment is being presented there to-day; high art or low farce? After this grueling week of studies, either one would be agreable to me!"

GRIMALKIN Normally, Lynn Epstein liked to do something big for Halloween, her favorite day of the year; sponsor a big spooky-themed charity event, get sucked into a horror movie, something like that. However this year, her and her new boyfriend decided to play it low-key: stay in and snuggle on the couch, watch some scary movies and stuff their faces with popcorn. But then came the call that Cas had to be Superdad, which was understandable and totally cool. Lynn was a mother herself, after all, and to be honest, a man who accepted parental responsibility was sexy as hell. So a quick Lyft ride later, the heroic couple were at Jessie's place to pick up Carrie and spend the spookiest night of the year with the world's coolest kid. Lynn opted for a family-friendly Link cosplay (Ocarina of Time was her childhood jam) that let her show her natural pointy ears. "It's all good, Jess; make sure to keep that foot elevated! C'mon, Lady Liberty, let's hit the streets and keep Freedom safe!"

GOSSAMER II Estelle was somewhat taken aback by her roommate's sudden transformation; even though the only physical change appeared to be her eye color, there was no doubt that every aspect of her demeanor was radically altered. She sat up and shifted around, her legs now dangling over the edge of the bed. "Oh, I see. So, are you more powerful like this? Are your alchemical preparations more potent? Or do you now see things differently?"

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Crystal-Gazer Almost without thinking, Lulu stepped forward and gave Lynn a hug, holding the teen tightly. Lulu's hugs often transcended physical touch, including a deeper telepathic component, like being wrapped in a warm psychic blanket, and this hug was no exception. "Ah'm sorry you had to live through that, darlin'! Ah can't imagine what that's like!" Finally, the telepath let go and retuned to her seat, but Lynn still felt a residual effect, like a bellyful of hot cocoa on a winter's day. "Can ah get you anythin', sweetheart? Do you wanna talk about it, or would you rather change the subject?"

GOSSAMER II Despite herself, Estelle giggled at Renee's rather extreme reaction to her simple statement, covering her mouth as she laughed like a proper lady. "Don't be silly, Renee! My father would need to be a king for me to be a princess! My father is a baron, which means I'm just a lady, nothing more." She sighed deeply. "Besides, they told me when I signed up for Claremont that I shouldn't use my title here, and not to insist on the proper form of address. Which, I'll admit, has required some adjustment on my part." She became much more interested once her roommate explained her alchemical work, scooting closer on her bed to see. "But that's amazing! Uncle never managed animal transformation; he was so focused on turning lead to gold!" Her eyes went wide at the mention of the purple potion. "Ooh, what happens when you drink it? Can you fly?"

GOSSAMER II In response to Renee's description of her abilities paused in her unpacking, and frowned slightly. "'Trichokinesis?' From the Greek, 'hair movement'? I suppose." She shrugged and then returned to her task. "From where I come from, I'm just called 'Exceptional', like the other noble houses." For a while, the blonde metahuman worked silently unpacking, although she occasionally hummed to herself, or absent-mindedly played the keys of an invisible keyboard with her slender fingers. But once she saw Renee's collection of bottles and liquids, her eyes lit up and she sat upon her, arranged gracefully upon the comforter. "That's very interesting; are you an alchemist? My uncle practices the Art as well! What substances can you produce?"