Katina Choovanski

Near-disastrous encounters with massively famous and inconveniently familiar rock stars aside, Katchoo hadn't forgotten what today was. Shortly after dawn she made her way down Apocalypse Avenue and out onto Galactica Point. She was silent for a few minutes, hands jammed into her pockets, just watching the water.

"Happy Father's Day, Dad," she said very, very quietly.

Several more minutes passed in silence, then she turned and headed off.

[OOC: Just establishy.]