Tuesday, May 19, 2009

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.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

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'!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

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.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

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.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

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.