Katherine listened quietly to the Gammas around her speak of the attack, and hint at potential leads. She felt Lorelei's voice finally start trailing around the edges of her conscious thoughts.
"Sing like you mean it, and you can ask them for help..."
Katherine nodded, to nobody in particular, "I understand." She reached into the beat up canvas messenger and withdrew a small vial of black ink. It seemed to shimmer various colors as the light struck it, first red, then green, next orange. The ink almost seemed to dance within the glass container. Katherine quickly piled up various meats, and desserts upon her plate before returning to her seat. She gingerly opened the vial, her voice began shaky at first, before eventually reaching a simple melody.
"All I want is a little music with some soul, not some boring shades of grey, now cast your shackles away. Sing like you mean it, sing like your feeling something...."
The little bottle of ink began to shudder as her voice caressed the bottle, a few simple burbles and the bottle toppled onto it's side. The ink began to pool upon the table, in much greater quantities then what the bottle should contain. The song continued as the ink went from a liquid to what almost could be a jelly, ballooning up before the colors began to separate. Katherine's song continued as she called forth her constructs from the prison inside her mind.
"Now throw your broken shackles away!"
With that final note, the ink began to take form and shape, splitting off into three separate blobs before gaining more definition. With that, the legion of inklings took shape. They were odd little creatures, strange little masks, with oddly long arms and legs, and too cute eyes that seemed to take in Katherine before looking about. The larger of the trio, with a wolf mask looked towards her before squawking a greeting.
"Greetings! Lady of Ink and Delicious Chocolate Snacks! How may we, the humble inklings assist you!" It's voice seemed to dwarf Katherine's singing, almost causing a reverb through the tent. Katherine pulled her duster around her, the gold stitching almost shining from within the shadows of her jacket.
"I need your help, I will offer you this plate of meat and sugar." The inklings looked towards the plate before the three put their masks together. A series of whispers and chattering bounced between the little creatures before the leader stuck it's head up.
"The offering, it is acceptable!" The trio crowed. Katherine bowed her head as they began to divvy up their loot. "What can we assist the Lady of Ink and Delicious Chocolate Snacks with?" The lead inkling chirped between bites. Katherine felt a smile creep across her lips as she watched the constructs refer to her by their first encounter when she formed them from her ability. She was idly doodling while eating the complementary studio chocolates. They didn't know much else, but chose to adopt the title as a form of religious relevance for her.
"There was an attack, people were hurt. I want you to search the area, for anyone who may have heard or recognized something that may have not been there, weapon casings, or if you feel any hints of power, I want to know." She asked, quietly and with her head still down. The lead inkling nodded, as it processed her request.
"We will begin our search Lady of Ink! Will you be summoning the Winged Lady of "Please shut them up" if we need to do battle with the foe?" Katherine shook her head, tapping the canvas bag.
"Lorelei is not needed, if you are in danger, please return to me and I'll call her forth." The Inklings, feeling full from their dinner of meat and desserts saluted Katherine, before quickly nabbing anything they could use to make new movie themed costumes from before scurrying off. As the others looked at Katherine in a mixture of confusion and shock, "they are often quieter then they appear." She bowed her head, returning to her hot cocoa.
Lorelei's voice seemed to go quiet for now, if the action had forced her to take an observing role, or she simply felt that Katherine had finally begun to take action quieted the lightning inside.
