Owner	Pose
Ivory	In the early morning hours of the Thursday the 14th February, Nightwing had dropped off an unconscious person at the Titans tower, after he, Pixie and a coyote had fought against some were-cat. A were-cat that had afterwards reverted into the woman that he delivered in. There were numerous signs of the battle, especially a dagger mark on one of the arms, and a bitemark on the shoulder. On closer inspection, they had their ID with them - which told that this was Ivory Valentine, born in Maine, living in New York City. Oddly enogh the gender field was written out as either.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake will come in when it seems many are busy with things. He walks in to come check on the patient, bringing up her/his info on a tablet he has in hand. Tim looks up to check on the patient, closing the door behind him.
Ivory	Ivory seems to be sleeping, or at least the pulse points to that. The eyelids flutter some at the sound of steps on the cold floor, but the woman didn't open them yet. Fingers twitch a little though.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake will walk over checking the monitors, seeing if anything is odd, and will notice the flutter, and says "Hope you are feeling better miss." He says in a check to see if she is actually awake.
Ivory	Ivory shudders as someone talks, stirring more. A moment later, they jump up almost, eyes wide, breathing hard, eyes darting through the room to try to figute out where they were. The blanket falls into their lap as they ask confused. "Who... where..." The white hair falling unsorted over the shoulders, providing decency despite the ruined clothes. That is, until the eyes find Drake and there's a tiny ripple running over their body. A moment later, the need for this extra decency is no more... but the change is ever so subtle. As if the woman just was replaced by her male twin.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake is in costume, and will reach over putting a gloved hand lightly on his shoulder "Your safe, your in Titans towers, seemed you had a bit of an incident last night, and was hurt a bit so some friends brought you here to get you medical treatment. He will look to see if any places stitches were to make sure they are still ok with the shifting
Ivory	The body doesn't seem to have shifted that much to dislodge the stitches - there isn't much dimorphism between both forms of Ivory it seems. "Titans?" They ask, blinking a little. "Incident?" It was confusing. "I did... run in with the Cheetah. I think. I mean, looked like them. And... They... bit me."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake says, "I have not read all the details, but Nightwing was there and seems you were hurt, and he wanted to make sure your ok. I think you must have helped the good guys some, running with Cheetah can be dangerous."
Ivory	"I... Don't remember. I mean, Everything after that is a blur." Ivory admits. What reason the nightwing had to bring them there? Ivory had no clear recollection, that they had fought against Nightwing and the others. That Cheetah had made her a were-cat for the night.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake nods, and says "Well, now you should rest some, would you like something to eat or drink?
Ivory	Ivory sighs, looking down onto their lap. "Eh... Yea... breakfast would be fine.. and... something that isn't totally ripped up? Whatever happened last night, it ruinied my shirt and I am missing my jacket..."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake nods, and will type some things intot he computer to get someone to bring and drop some stuff off. "Well, I believe from what it seems you were not really yourself. Mind if I ask you some questions?
Ivory	"Eh, sure, ask. But don't expect a good answer." Ivory contends, shurgging a little as they wait.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake smiles and says "Well, seems you can change a bit, do you change from anything besides Gender?" He will ask her, and has the tablet to take notes
Ivory	Ivory quirk an eyebrow a little. "You havn't googled me, did you?" They ask, stretching the arms some. "Well, it's not really a secret, but not open either. I mean, it's rather public that I don't consider that 'gender wall' to be a thing at all." There is a tiny flush on their cheeks though. "But you know that is quite a personal question, yes?"
Tim Drake	Tim Drake nods, and says "Yes, the reason I ask, I believe you were changed into something you normally are not and wondering if your shifting allowed you to change from it easier than others would.
Ivory	Ivory looks back somewhat confused before sighing. "Ok, but if you put this on the internet I am going to find you, drag you to the fashion week and sign you up for modeling swimsuits." Such a horrible threat, yes?! "You know the cat designs I put on my clothes? That's a self portrait. Not fursona, real self portrait."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake hmms and says "That makes it a bit more interested, and trust me with some of these outfits doubt you could embaress me to much." He grins a bit. He will see if there was any footage of the fight.
Ivory	"So you think you can model a Bikini, hm?" Ivory taunts, not shaking the head. "As said, everything after that bite is a haze..."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake says, "Top might be a bit baggy, but I do git nice legs." He jokes with him a bit."
Ivory	"I bet you shave them. Because getting in and out of those thights surely gets easier then." Ivory taunts back, oblivious if there was any video recording. There had been some short blips of video before the fight from people pointing their cellphones at a 'cat monster' they had seen darting over the roofs in a crazy run.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake will hunt them as sure some on youtube if nothing else "Can you normally look like this?"
Ivory	"Like what?" Ivory asks, eying him quizzingly. "I wear one of my usual skins, if that's what you mean."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake shows her the video and says "Like that." holding the pad where he can see the shake cell cam footage.
Ivory	Ivory looks confused at the beast on the video, pretty much a white version of the cheetah. "Doesn't look familiar at all. The best I can manage.. give me a moment..." They pull their legs up to hug them, their form collapsing together as they turn into a large persian cat. A floofy ball of fur, though the long hairs are somewhat tangled. "Embaressing..." the cat mutters.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake 's brow raises a bit and says "Why embaressing?" He will ask "Could be a useful talent, but now I wonder if your ability to shift let you return easier after a forced change.
Ivory	The cat shrugs before it starts to blow up again, puling up the blanket as soon as the hands are back. "Because clothes?" They answer as they wrap themselves in the blanket. But they have retained some things on purpose. Eyes. Ears. Tail. And disshelved, glorious hair. "That's about all I can keep."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake hmms and about then there is a knock at the door, and he comes back after answering it with some pizza, some fruit, soda, and milk, and a pair of sweat pets and a sweat shirt.
Ivory	Ivory keeps the blanket pulled up as they eye the food choice and the clothes. "I... uhm... Pizza for breakfast? Anyway, mind turning around a bit?"
Tim Drake	Tim Drake does turn around and says "I just had them raid the fridge for speed hope it is ok."
Ivory	"I guess..." they say as they quickly swap the runined clothes for the others Tim brought. Might not fit perfectly, but better than nothing. "Well, it will fill the belly... is there... anything else you'd like to know?"
Tim Drake	Tim Drake will wait a bit "Ok if I turn back around?"
Ivory	"Eh, sure..." Ivory notes, sitting on the bed, reaching over to the food to try to fix something. "Too bad they couldn't find tea or coffee..."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake says, "Might be able to get you some in a bit, but it is a start at least. So, tell me you were saying the last thing you remember was?"
Ivory	"That Cheetah-woman. I mean, she assaulted me and then bit me. Then thigns get hazy." Ivory repeats between bites.
Tim Drake	Tim Drake hmms and nods his head a bit and says "Must have been the bite, where did she bite you if I may ask." He will move to get a cotton swab.
Ivory	"The shoulder. I mean, it's obvious enough, isn't it? Wait, was, a minute ago. Pullover..." they note, eying the cotton swab. "What're you looking for?"
Tim Drake	Tim Drake says, "Would like to take some swabs of the area, see if there s anything left from where she bit you, might be all washed away but would like to check."
Ivory	Ivory nods a little, eying the cotton swab as he talks. "Do your worst..."
Tim Drake	Tim Drake says, "I will actually try my nicest worst would probably hurt alot.""
Tim Drake	Tim Drake takes samples, and says "Get some more rest, and should be able to leave soon.