Name: Katherine (Kathy or Kat) Dunham
Real Age: 165
Appearance: http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e2...ps33a376fc.jpg (Almost six feet in height and fit)
Extra: Claw marks run up from her left hip and across her stomach. A bite mark adorns her left neck and shoulder.
Katherine had been in the business of law enforcement and security for as long as it was acceptable for a woman to do so. She’d been a police woman, a private investigator, a detective and even a federal agent, her ‘abilities’ helping her within the force. Unfortunately she had to switch up every decade or so just so things didn’t seem too odd. She was now working with a security company and they had recently bought into a new contract. It was a good paying gig and they needed female security guards, something about a personal guard for some high class customer.
Dressing in her work clothes Kathy drove out to the address. A secluded mansion just outside the city. It was huge, she couldn’t help but stare up in awe. Slowly nodding she smirked “Okay...” She muttered. Ringing the doorbell she was met by a red eye, contact lenses surely. The other eye was covered by the woman’s hair. The girl didn’t seem much older than twenty-two or twenty-three. She was shorter than Katherine and thinner. Kathy’s body being thicker, more athletic than the girl who could easily fit in with a group of models or the celebrities of Hollywood. Something told the blonde to be careful, there was more to this girl than she could currently see. Katherine couldn’t pin point it yet, but she’d be finding out soon.
“Uh...hi, Miss Morgana?” She asked eyebrow raised with a soft smirk. “I am Katherine Dunham. I was sent here for the position of a personal guard?” She spoke then asked.