Full Circle

This is officially the best week ever until something more amazing happens.

First great thing about this week : Promotions.

Paid.

I constantly have said that some of the best places to gather intel and learn what's going on out there in the streets of Midian is to be at the center of it all....the medical center that is. Police officers, gangsters, why even the good Mayor Silua of Midian have paid a visit to this fine run down establishment with high end equipment. The other end of the spectrum is of course Ashagi Laboratory, where for the right price, we'll undo almost anything and everything God can throw at ya.

Life suck and you want to erase those bad memories?

No problem

Lost all your limbs in a bomb accident?

We'll grow them back for ya!

Need a body double?

We can do ya one better, sir! We'll grow ya a freakin' clone!

My new professional look!

Things that go bump in the Night

It should have been a simple call.

Business talks on the mainland had gone off without problem. I'd just gotten off the phone with Adagio who would be back in Midian within a few days. We would have had a nice warm meal to commemorate our vows, mine of which have not been told to her yet.

You didn't tell her the truth...

I told her I was sick. Worse still, she's ill herself. I know she said she wanted us to grow old together, but that's an impossible thing. The average lifespan here is hardly one where

You're still calling this sickness?!

It's not a fuckin' disease!

The tail's gone a split apart!
Our hair's growing faster than normal...

...and did I mention the growling?!

I always growl when annoyed!

Not like that!

Stop lying already.
You don't know what the hell's wrong with us!

Stop saying us! It's my body, not ours! There's only one person here! I can't focus on my thoughts if I'm arguing with you. Just go away already!

...I don't want to die.

I'm not dying...we're in the Den. Safe and sound from that maniac. We're fine.

We're fine...?

I thought it was just you here bleeding black blood all over the place.

Slip of the tongue. Beast can't get to me here and the bandages will keep me from bleeding more.

This is you're fault.

All because you had to test that drug on Tober.

Damn traitor...we're going to die because of you!

I'm not dying here.

I refuse to die here...I can't!

"...hmmm..."
"What's with this book?"
"It says, 'I refuse to die here.' Hang on a second...I'm dying?"

The Darker Side of me

I've been more prolific with my work as a researcher at Ashagi. Not just because I'm more responsible for things and the pay's great; it's the abundance of resources I have access to. Even my genetics work is starting to pick up. When I don't have to do it on my own, projects become easier, and free up my time to work with clients.

Like this woman.

Volpe Nico, Catwalker

She's been coming to see me to find a way of dealing with her unique biological troubles. Volpe's a unique being - all give her that. Being "created" via nano culture and yet, she has unique DNA, a soul; she's like a living doll in a way.

Her problem stems from her unique DNA properties being past their intended time of 20 years. It's blunt and grim to put it this way, but she's slowly dying and wasting away in that body.

So why are you so happy?

She tried to kill you.

She also paid me to treat her and treat her I shall. For once, I get to flex my genetic knowledge muscle and I enjoy the challenge.

Uh uh...you are being way too fucking nice here....

...wait.

what did you do?

Communal Vacation

With the up coming holidays, even the folks of Midian have places they'd rather be. Most of the Pack seems to be occupied with their own sagas, the majority of which seems to require they be MIA. It's not just the Pack - things have been quiet at the lab too.

The  den was ramshacked and one guard was found dead by the door. So far no one questioned knows who did this nor what happened, but I see this as a failure on the guardians' end. It's not the first time they have let someone outside of the Pack through the gates, and the lot of them have a habit of fleeing faster than chickens when something dangerous arises.

In the midst of this confusion...
Ayr's gone missing again.

Again.

Adjustments

My body's gone through a lot of them since Adagio took the reins as far as my health was concerned. Muscles are tighter and stronger. I wasn't out of shape before this started, but the toning has been a nice upgrade. Now if only I could get people to adjust their attitudes, I'd be a happy camper.

We both know the world doesn't work that way.

How true that is. I got a bit of a scare when I received a text from Ayr.

"The catwalkers are gunning for you."

Of course it was due to the fact they can't let things go. I took Tober for a night to test a drug, then released her in the same place the following night. She has no memory of what happened, so I know they didn't get any info from her. However, my being of Pack and also under the employment of Ashagi narrowed the list of suspects for them. I just stood there of the roofs of Midian, pondering what to do next...

And, speak of the devil, Jes the catwalker appeared.

All Hallow's Eve

This night, hell, this week has been nothing but surreal.

Let's start with the ugly. Mye, a previous client of mine, was being treated at the lab for classified reasons. It was troubling to say the least that she had so much going on in her mind. Also added to that roster was Jeffery, a fellow coworker. once again, he managed to get himself injured and I was charged with treating him.

I did show a bit of my darker side while doing just that. It was almost a reflex. Make him pay for toying with my emotions...show him what happens when you anger the hybrid medic...etc. I hope I didn't harm him too much. Also being tortured...my pet pumpkin from the ruins whom I'm running tests on...Harold.



There was one thing that brightened my spirits, and it happened just before Jeff's injury.
I may have found a researcher willing to help me with my parents' leftover work.

Dr. Tiberius Modan

Fellow researcher at Ashagi and one of the more intelligent ones from the way he spoke. After explaining a bit about the work I had done and wanted to do, he gave me a disk with data on his past work, most of which included genetics research and development. There was even one with similar properties to my truth serum.

If he approves my thesis and proposal, I might actually be able to achieve what I came to Midian to do after all.

Adding to this good news, it's -

It's Halloween!

....you had to spoil it.

You suck at being upbeat and cheerful, stick in the mud.

Leave it to me.

You...little...

Anyway...there's a grand party in the Apoc Square.

Everyone in Midian got dressed up for the big event, including Grumpy and Grumpy's girlfriend.

...what's she supposed to be again?

Adagio is the concept of Destiny this Halloween.

And I am not grumpy!

Right.

And I'm the ghost of Christmas Past.

You were a Romani/ Gypsy, right?

Yup. I'm surprised you don't have some weird nickname or snarky comment about my costume.

Ya did good...for a stick in the mud.

I'm going kill you one day.

That would be a form of suicide, Grumpy.

Analysis in Progress..

Well now, could it be that I'm actually needed around here?

Following a mass rebellion from the already overpowering pumpkins last night, Ayr gave me the go ahead to gather some brave souls for the purpose of collecting a live pumpkin sample for my research. I'm not sure if it was out of necessity or convenience that he let me do this, but I'm grateful for it thus far.

I get to show how far my intelligence can take me.

But are you satisfied with just that?

Of course not.

Once again, I'm just showing myself as the smart but quiet one. It's a recurring stigma.

Fauna, Munch, Adagio, and I headed straight for the den after the guards couldn't handle anymore. I expected a bunch of vines and few pumpkins trying to grow on our heads. Yet we came face to face with...

...whoa.

Yeah.

Rank

I've been spending more time away from the den, mostly due to the pumpkin vines running amok. However, I believe the real reason is that I have nothing to do with the Pack at all. Most if not all seem to shun the hospital, and I seriously doubt they'd set foot in Ashagi for help. No, most choose to stay within the comfortably toxic ruins.

During a discussion atop a ledge, I think I finally saw my place in the Pack family food chain.

Medic.

That's it. If anything other than a "Yes" or a response to remedy an ailment comes out of my mouth, it's disregarded. Ayr is planning a large scale journey to Leviathan in the mainland as well as taking ideas as to what the Pack could do for a living. I tried hinting that maybe developing technology that could be sold might work. Pool together the minds of the Pack to create something as the Pride has learned to do. That seems to have been shot down.

As for the vine problem, Dirk wondered why this was not happening through the city. So far the vines seem be content with the ruins alone..just like most of the Pack. I've been looking into that very thing for weeks now. Ayr did mention a desire to get a researcher from a pharmaceutical company to check...what am I then?!

22 years of Life

It's my birthday.
22 years old.

Hard to believe at one point, I didn't think I'd live this far. How many times did I think my life would come to an end?

I've lost so much, yet gained more than I imagined. S far today, I have one good memory to start off my new year. A late night happy hour with Yewh. Lately, we've been able to talk freely with each other, a big difference from when we first met. I suspect a common love of alcohol can do that. Come to think of it, I drank a lot over that night...

2 glasses of rum

3 glasses of scotch

1 White Russian

1 rum soaked milkshake

1/2 of orange juice.

How do you NOT have a hangover?

I did have a hangover this morning, but I ate between drinks to take some of the edge off. Taking medicine for hangovers helps too. But enough about alcohol. My talk with Yewh triggered a question in me. Well, it was several questions really.

What now?

How far have I come?

How far have I fallen?

I can answer the latter easily, but the focus was on the first two questions. I'm training to become a reliable researcher. I have become a great physician and medic. I have found a wonderful family and a beautiful love. I know now that my mind is in need of work, but I'll figure that out later. I have soiled my hands more than once, and will likely continue to do so. I will be challenged no doubt, but I must learn to prepare for that or at least persevere.

All in all, I think things will look up for me.

Us.

Right. For us.

Shift in the wrong direction

Well the cat's out of the bag.

Thanks to Syle's big mouth and his equally crazy girlfriend, Ayr now knows that I work for Ashagi. However, he believes me to be an enemy or spy of sorts. He even dared to wave a gun and fake vial of sulphuric acid in front of my face to "get me to talk." If he knew me well enough or at least tried to, he'd know that simply asking me would have garnered an honest answer.

Hey now you aren't completely innocent.

I know that. But I hate when people assume they know me oh so well when they rarely speak to me. For Syle, just working at Ashagi was enough to give him an imprint of my personality. And Ayr seems to share it.

You'd think the whole "Older but wiser" shit would come into play.

Indeed. Ayr is old enough to have preconceived notions about this, and it was to be expected. The man even went so far as to liken me to Hitler or someone with Stockholm syndrome.

He thinks you actually like the people there?

I'm a former experiment who was tortured by them and now I defend the few good deeds they do. Therefore, with such little information, it can be falsely concluded that I love my job.

You do seem happy sometimes.

When I learn something new, yes. I'm naturally curious about how things work. Of course I get excited then. Oh, what's the use? There is nothing I can say to defend my workplace. They have a long established view as the evil corporation of Midian, and wee little 'ole me is not going to change that view within the Pack or the Pride anytime soon.

So what will you do?

I work. I'm not giving this up, even if every hybrid on this separate land mass comes to hate me. I like my salary, I like my apartment. I like not having to run for me life all the time.

They could always turn on ya.

What else could they do that has not be done already? I'll simply go back to being a lab rat with no one to care.

Woah...you HAVE thought this through...

A Balancing Act

As I have said time and again, I don't take loses too well. As usual, it seems some omnipotent presence is hearing me say this. For its own twisted enjoyment, someone is taken from me. Each and every time it happens, it is as though I've died a little inside myself.

It's for this reason that I became a doctor; if I could keep others from feeling this pain by saving their loved ones, I'd do my damned best. But it's never, never enough. You can't save them all, and you never will. Powered by all that knowledge and science, we are pathetic in even thinking we can stop God's will. And by God's will...I've lost my child.

The very reason for me working at Ashagi, even more important than finishing my parents' work, was my baby. I didn't want to blame it for being born so I decided to make a better life before it even got here. I was later told that it would have been a boy. A beautiful little boy would have been nice, but it was not meant to be in the end.

In that same week, I suffered another loss. Adagio, one of the first people to really accept me fully with all my flaws and skills, was gunned down in Levi. When I heard the news, I swore I was cursed. First my lover, then my child, and all after she had proposed to me. Honestly, I thought I had hit the lowest point of my life.

But then, this would be an uneven scale, wouldn't it?

Seeds of Corruption

Mother and Father, I fear I have completely walked off the chosen path. Be it my lack of attention to the Pack or my increasing attention to Ashagi work, my priorites have been lost in a wave of confusion.

The other day, Adagio and I found a strange armed man messing with the lab door. Sometime later after he'd been chased off, an explosion went off and wrecked the lobby. For a while Aylin, Adagio, and myself were trapped in a damaged laboratory. The police department took their time getting there, but at some point it became clear they had other motives. The explosion had happened clearly in the lobby, but once a hole to the lab was made, the officers wasted no time checking the laboratory for "crime scene evidence." It was clear they were there to steal chemicals despite threats from staff to return the items. They used a point when the company was vunerable.

Besides getting a taste of the true corporate corruption within the city, it left me with a feeling that I shouldn't care about humans as much, especially types like those.

Those are the words of a heartless person. Well done!

You've lost all emotion now, haven't ya?

Shut up. Speaking of emotions, there's Adagio, a researcher for Ashagi. She's...my lover at present. It may not last much longer though. She is getting her emotions "fixed" and is likely not going to have affection for me afterwards. Splicing humans is a tad tricky it seems. I was not happy about the news, but I don't want it to affect her work.

You couldn't be happier.
Now you don't have to tell her a thing!

Weathering the storm

It seems that even Midian City has its share of horrible weather. Hurricane Audrey has arrived in the toxic jungle. Most of us huddled together around the fire, soaked to the core and scared of Mother Nature. It was nice though, having so many of the Pack members at home for once. There were even some outside guests, all seeking shelter and comfort. Despite the humbling gathering of friends and family, I could not be happy. It seemed almost fitting that such a monstrous storm would arrive around this time, almost like a mirror to my life.



I learned via a blood test what I has suspected for sometime - I'm pregnant.

Oh great. Now there's an ankle biter to deal with. like being raped wasn't enough of an insult!

Quiet! I've been asked whether I'd keep the child or just get rid of it. Frankly, I'm not sure, but I don't think it's right to blame the child. It's not their fault; they didn't send a text, letter, or email asking to be born this way.

Good point. But do you really want to raise it in that sludge called Midian?

Why?

Why does my first child have to be conceived in such a brutal manner...only to be raised and nurtured in radioactive filth?!

It's not fair.

I'm beginning to wonder if I should spare it the trouble though. I wasn't raised in toxic waste, so why should my child. Even though I finally have an apartment, I still spend time in the ruins. I suddenly find a responsibility dropped in my lap, and, as you both taught me beloved parents, I will see it through.

I got a job, working at Ashagi of all places. I refuse to let your deaths and all your hard work be for nothing. So for your sake and for my future child, I intend to finish your research. To create and invent a better generation, unaffected by the harsher chemicals of modern warfare. I will bring out the better parts of your work and hopefully not have to go through too many lives to do it.

You don't care how many you go through anyway...

Shut up! I still have some value for human life. It survives, no matter what is thrown at it, the human race finds a way to continue. As long as humans can fight, have flame, and the ability to breed, they'll live on.

Again and Again

I wonder if I deserve it. Is this God's way of telling me something?

After the rave on Saturday, I found myself being watched by a curious red eyed man. He introduced himself as Loki. We flirted for a while, even danced. I don't want to sound over confident, but I thought my judge of character was pretty spot on.

It wasn't spot on that night, now was it?

Shut up. Anyway Father, he later brought me under a decrepit building and we made out. I understand you would have probably preferred I'd wait until marriage, but let's just say my wings were plucked a long time ago. Next thing I know, I have a weird syringe jabbed into my neck and the guy's stabbing me with knives. The last thing I remember...I was on the ground trying to crawl away...he was sitting on top of me, carving onto my back with a knife.

I blacked out then, only to wake up on the beach, with Lily. In different clothes. I don't know how I got there.

We walked idiot.

How many time must I tell you to be quiet? Lily said we had walked to the beach, and it seems I'd been raped by someone named Chi...Mother, I am confused. An entire day past and I has no recollection of how it got to that point. I certainly feel the after effects of the attack, that is nothing new to me. However, I can't wrap my mind around the fact that I don't remember being forced upon at all. I don't know who placed these bandages on me. I don't now who dressed me. I..just don't understand.

You're pretty dense , aren't ya? You know exactly what wrong with us.

Shut up already!

I'm allowed free speech. I am just being honest, something you seem to lack.

You are annoying. Nothing more. Stop distracting me already!

I'd say you're distracted plenty enough.
What kind of person gets raped and shrugs it off?

I'm just accustomed to my body being used against my will.

I think you like it.

Nothing is wrong

I acknowledge that I am scared.
I acknowledge that something is wrong with my body.
There is nothing wrong with my mind.

Or so you keep saying.

It has been quite an up and down turn of events around here, starting with Fluffy's apparent return from the dead.


I admit I was relieved and angry all at once. To think she made us believe she was dead. I still don't know the reason, but all was forgiven over time.

I don't know how you did it, beloved parents of mine, but I have resolved myself to the fact I will not be a mother anytime soon. Watching over Ravie has become next to impossible. It's not that she is a terrible girl; it's that she finds trouble to the point of it being a talent. She doesn't know the meaning of "dangerous" or "caution" and repeatedly runs off into fights she ought not be anywhere near. To top things off, I am among the few when telling her to avoid conflicts.

The males in her life seem to enjoy spurring her on and even praising her violence. It's pointless for me to try to help or care for a child that blindly listens to what she feels like hearing at the moment. Even when her mistakes get her in grave danger...she doesn't learn...

...and you're tired of caring.

Worst yet, I recently learned one of them is her lost biological father. I should be happy for Draven, that he found his daughter, but I can't. I only fear what she will become under the not so watchful eyes of a man who seems to prioritize women over responsibilities.

No, that's wrong.

He did save us, and he is fiercely loyal to the Pack...

You are making excuses for him?

Her Fresh Start

:: Yes this is OOC information on my character. Treat it as such ::



Proudly joined to the Pack, a cluster of hybrids and humans with Apoc, Amara enjoys her time training and studying to become a proper medic, following in her parents' footsteps as doctors. She possesses a extensive amount of knowledge on medical procedures and is known to use makeshift equipment if necessary. She has no problem abusing her abilities as a doctor, utilizing a person's physical weaknesses to her advantage in a battle or just plain hurting them while she treats their injury.

Her manners have improved greatly, but she is very vocal when something upsets her. Grudges take some time to get out of her system. Amara normally shows respect, but only to those who return it, human, hybrid, or otherwise. Meet her with a shitty attitude and you are likely to receive a shitty attitude in return. She has little/no tolerance for disrespect. Other than that, she is a pretty friendly and fiercely loyal person.

The Definition of Fear

It has been one long week, beloved parents, and my journey in Midian has reached a turning point. I learned who was responsible for your wrongful passing.

Ashagi Research Laboratories.
The main company behind the one you were working at.

I also learned something about my own history- my unstable body was not a flaw at all. It was exactly what the lab wanted in their subjects. The potential for magic bullet type drugs and pharmaceuticals. I learned this truth in the worse of ways however. I was careless, and I can't believe I let it happen. I was caught.

One of the researchers made the link after seeing me eating in the sushi bar. I didn't think nothing of it at the time, but when the researcher approached me, she knew everything. Before I knew it, we were at arms with each other. But my overall fear got the better of me...

In the name of the Father

Taking your constant advice Mother, I went to church.

To be more specific, I went to speak to the Father. He, like most in Midian, had an Irish accent. I've run into a lot of Irish folks lately, including a rabbit hybrid and a researcher. Like most of the Irish I've met, he seemed rough somehow.



Of course the root of my being there was Lily. I fear I am losing her slowly Father, that she is becoming distant. Not just to me, she seems distant even from within. What the Father brought to the light was the fact that I was scared of her going down the same path as me, or worse, Fluffy. And he is right.

Ayr saved me, and showed me a new family. Along the way, that new family taught me to not be ashamed of my body or what I am now. According to the Father, whom by the way is called Eamon Cale, I should return the favor to Lily. Show her and remind her that she is family and that she is loved.

I think I just needed someone to tell me that.

In other news, I seem to have grown attached to a new addition to the Pack, a wolf pup named Ravie. She is very sweet, but also rough. It seems she is still used to living on the streets, so city life now appears something strange. She has no problem bringing or finding trouble.

Today for example, she seemed very upset over something, snarling and picking fights with anything that moved, including a passing catwalker and myself. Sometime later, she threw a grenade (pin attached) at a sleeping bio-mech after it told her to be quiet. Shiro and I decided not to stay in case it wished to fight. A little later that night, she ran off on an fractured toe and was returned on horseback by a shady figure.

I admit I have not had such an eventful day in a long time.
However leisure is looking really nice too.

Without Words

I am no good at losses. I don't get easily attached to people, but when I do, it is hard for me to let go.

I wandered back to the city again. I'd been spending more time there as I wanted to learn more about the city. I was eating at the sushi place Ree and I often hung out at when a female calling herself Heather gave me dreadful news.

Fluffy had taken her own life.

The words stuck me so suddenly I didn't have time to respond. I had seen Fluffy only a few days ago. Granted she was not in her right mind as she was high, but she seemed fine. I have no idea who this Heather woman is nor where she came from, but she insisted that she knew Fluffy prior to her coming to Midian. I don't even know if the information is true

I don't want it to be true.
I keep hoping she just out somewhere like before, leaving a goodbye note or something.
I ran back to the Den, chasing after Lily who essentially had the same reaction as me.



I've gotten into the habit of showering when stressed, perhaps the water will wash away the pain or something. I did feel better and more focused afterwards though.



Lily remained on the roof. I did not bother her. We both needed time to ourselves after that news. Despite her craziness, Fluffy was a good loyal friend. It bothered me that she could have been dealing with something so serious all alone. I would be mindful to stay close to those still here...

Respect Thy Elder?

Mother. Father. Far be it from me to question your words on respect. I believe that if you are good and decent, the other party tends to follow suit. They may not be a gracious or even more gracious than you are, but the point is, respect is returned at some degree.

That's how it is, right?

Within the Pack it was made crystal clear that those above you are to be respected. And I had no problem keeping to that. If you were an ass, you were put in your place. If you were loyal and diligent, you were praised and trusted. Never did I find someone abusing their rank. Then I met this asshole...

Welcome Back

I had learned of a former colleague of yours, also on the run form the government. He lived outside of Midian. So for two weeks or so after hopping a Hauler boat out of the city, I searched the mainlands for him.

I learned quite a bit from him, Mother and Father, and I was eager to bring that back to Midian. When I returned however, it was like a tale of two cities.

Midian was enjoying its first Midian Day celebration, City dwellers mingled for the first time, temporarily putting aside faction differences. It was a wonderfully funny display of characters, attractions, and fireworks.

The Pack was in a very different state of affairs.
Both the Alpha and Beta were missing, which led me to question who was in charge at this point.
Fluffy left a note and had disappeared as well.
Several other members were MIA.
And as I learned form Lily, Kaori had been mauled and taken somewhere.

What happened to my family?

I found all this out two days ago, and yesterday, despite being injured herself, Lily left determined to locate Kaori, who had protected her. I gave up trying to stop her. Lily could be very stubborn when her heart's into something.

It was not until a few hours later that I got her text.
She'd found Kaori, locked within an apartment. I had to shoot the hinges off, but we got her back to the den a quickly as we could. Though I didn't admit it then, I was happy for two reasons.

We found Kaori.
I would be able to put my new medical knowledge to use.

Mother, Father, you would have been proud. I'm sure I made some mistakes at first, but a dear friend's life was saved. And I look forward to saving many more.

Forever Learning

The other day was full of new discoveries.

While hanging out with Lily and Fluffy, a water fight ensued between them. Somewhere along the line, I was dragged in. Seeing as the Den was empty minus a powered-down Casindri, we eventually discarded our soaked clothing and shoes and took to lounging in the pool's waters.

Enter Ayr, Alpha of the Pack, with boxes of pizzas in one hand and eyes on three half naked females soaking near the entrance. He's surprisingly mature, Father. You would have liked him I think. He even sang a song for us while we soaked and ate.



Over time, we learned a bit about Ayr's past. He's 9,000 years old...and has done many terrible things in his past. Things he's clearly not proud of nor wished to get over. Despite this revelation, either Fluffy, Lily, or I felt the least different about him. He is like you guys. He did awful things, some in the name of his own beliefs, and now seemed to be repenting in some way. He even removed his mask for the first time since I met him. A strange man, always hiding behind a scary looking orange mask. Behind it though, was a single pure blue eye, the rest of his face hidden behind bandages.



Ayr.
Our Alpha.
Crazy. Generous. Dangerous.
...and someone I now owe my life to.

It was the first real sincere conversation I think any of us really had with him, but it was this sentence that struck me.

I said," You're old enough to admit your errors, as grave as they are. As you once said, we all have our problems and our reasons. You don't judge others, and I seriously doubt we're going to judge you now."

His response?
"We'll see if you feel th' same when you've done what I have. Though I admire and somewhat envy that conviction you have in what you say."

It was an odd response in my opinion, almost a compliment.

Venture to Levi

The pack went on an interesting trip the other night. We were given false papers and IDs, in order to access the mainland, Leviathon. Hybrids must be owned on this land, and have restricted rights.

But, tonight, it was as though the restrictions were forgotten in favor of a new joint opening its doors...



The Hellfire Club.
A wondrous and rather creepy new establishment overflowing with booze, drugs, and all manner of illegal activity right under the authoritarian control.

In order to keep our appearances, most of the Pack members came in costume, hiding their appendages to seem more human, even Lily. She was designated as our "Mistress", in other words the owner of the large group of hybrids. We lingered by the bar before ordering a house special, the Devil's Poison.

Father, I know you told to never eat or drink something I didn't know, but I regret to say, I did not listen. The rich emerald hued beverage was laced with hallucinogens and some other stuff I don't think my body recognized. It hit Lily faster than it hit me though. I couldn't tell what was real and what was a dream anymore.



Lily and I laughed like maniacs all the way back to the Den. Even if we got completely buzzed, it was a nice evening.



But Mother, I will listen to your words from now on...
It's rum or nothin'!

Beware the Shadows

I think my curious nature may have nearly cost me my life. I'd returned to the canal, wondering about the "shark" that had attacked Lily. Nothing seemed different or strange.



How wrong I was. I had attracted a gruesome creature, made of metal and spitting orange fluid from its head. It was a hideous thing, Mother, hiding under a tattered cloak. I didn't realize at the time how bad the situation was. Kaori came to my aid, fighting blade to blade with it. We didn't come out of that unscathed.

I was shot, hit in my shoulder and thigh while trying to dodge a barrage of bullets.
Mother, Father, did you know?
Bullets hurt....a LOT.

I had to be carried back to the den, bleeding the whole way. The good news, Mother and Father, is that the Pack has wonderful doctors, just like you. Alayni treated me, with the help of a curious floating robot named ChiChi.


Over time, she introduced me to her human friend Kiiko. She is a trustworthy human though, and seems nice, if easily scared of needles. Kiiko does not seem to be a Pack member, but is allowed to enter the Den.



Another ray of hope in this grim predicament? I am no longer considered a pup within the pack, but a Canis. I will prove myself to them, just watch. I will make you very proud of me.

But first, I must get better.

Her Story

:: Yes this is OOC information on my character. Treat it as such ::


Name: Amara Micheline Dubois
Alias: "9", "Mara", " Ms. Amara"
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Birthday: October 18th
Blood Type: AB-
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Height: 190 cm / 6'3"
Weight: 81kg/ 180 lbs.
Race: Neko (Red fox/Panther mix)
Nationality: American
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Education: Self-taught
Occupation: Ashagi CEO / Pack Co-Beta

*Distinct Marks/Appearance*
- Barcode tattoo , noticeable #609 on right side of neck.
- Artificial heterochromatic cybernetic eyes
- Pierced lip corner, right side

*Flaws & Quirks*
- Tendency to nap in high places, irritable when awoken
- Can't jump to save her life
- Becomes rudely indifferent when reading
- Quick to point something illogical to her
- Decent manners when there is food present
- Holds grudges for some time
- Not above using medical knowledge for personal gain

*Skills/ Enhancements*
- Abnormal resistance to toxins (drugs, narcotics)
- Advanced knowledge of medicine and certain drugs
- Heightened speed and hearing
- Strong sense of smell
- Ambidextrous
- Articfical Eyes are rigged for medical usage

Hailing from a middle class family, Amara's childhood was relatively comfortable.

Tranquility

Mother. Father. It's been sometimes since I could reflect in piece. I've found a new region to dwell, and it is unlike anyplace I've been to in the past. The air is stagnant at times and the sun never shines. There are odd disperses in the population as well. Sometimes there are no people at all, other times there is a ridiculous crowd of humans.

Despite this, the city seems to have its own problems, which is good for me as it makes my duty easier. I have diligently been reading more on what you tried to do in your lifetime, and I grow prouder everyday. I hope you will be as proud of me one day. I will follow you both. I will become an excellent amazing doctor.

Another thing I found amazing?
There are others like me here. Real true hybrids like myself and yet completely unlike myself. I've met hybrids with curious mergers and shapes; ones from other countries with strange, sometimes impossible to translate accents; and most of them understanding of my goal. I know you've worried about my well being, always running off when I got the chance. After the facility, I had no home, no place to go.

But Mother, Father, I have found a new home. It is dark but beautiful, and home to many hybrids like me. Through a chance meeting with a curious man called Ayr, I am now a pup within this group. They call themselves The Pack. Their home being a cave-like "den." By the way, have either of you ever heard of a kitsune? I'm told it is Japanese for fox, and is also the name for fox hybrids. I seem to be a cross of fox and cat, so I'm often confused by the others for being either a kitsune or a neko, meaning cat.

It's very much like a wolf pack in a way. I play, argue, and wander with the other pups. I've met some strong people, fighters, doctors, and perhaps a spy or two - all within this group concealed by the city's forgotten ruins. It is outside the city, quieter. For once in a long time, I feel like I could belong here without being on edge.