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 Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 12:56 pm
Sooooooo Darth and I absolutely LOVED Victims of Old Blood (So sad it never returned crying ), as we loved our characters Hibana, and Nilik. So this is for them heart The Story - Based off Vincent's RPG in the old guild
Antonio, the great, admired leader of humanity, and one of the most influential powers in the Galactic Alliance, was just another power-hungry, hellbent dictator in the shadows. Unknown to his political supporters (or most of them, anyway), he had been conducting brutal, inhuman experiments on alien, and human species alike. What he was truly aiming for, no on knows but him and his elites; many of the experiments died, others became mutated freaks of nature, and still some became stronger, faster, smarter, and more psychically powerful.
A cyborg named Gustav became aware of the location to one of the ships harboring many of the more successful experiments. He staged an attack upon it, and managed to save a large amount of the experiments. Of these experiments were Nilik, a dual alien species harboring powers of light and dark, and Hibana, a feral species who is bound eternally to an animal companion.
More to come when I think of an appropriate way to write this stare Feel free to help out Darth wink
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 12:58 pm
The Abomination _____[Nilik Sentari]________________________________________ "The dark poisons the light. The light poisons the dark. One cannot exist while the other thrives. Yet they are connected; they need each other to survive...just not at the same time. So how can I be real?" [DNA Test Results]Determined Age: 76, though looks about 23
Subject Gender: Male
Subject Race: Half Necrofalin, Half Purtician
Known Racial Features:
Necrofilans: This species is a demonic species from the planet Kaidon. It resides in the Deathstar Galaxy as the sixth planet away from their molten red sun. The planet itself looks like a type of hell; the sun isn't out for long. Only 4 or 5 hours at most. The nights are almost endless, consisting of about 28 hours of dark. This means their daily cycle is 32 hours. Most of the land is barren and dead, with their only vegetation being dead trees that scatter the wastelands. There are a few plants that brave the night and manage to flourish; usually they are only in places that could be considered as Oasises. Black, rocky ridges and mountain ranges cover most of the planet. Only one large body of water exists and it is difficult to get to due to the beasts and monsters who guard it; with little water, everyone fights for the territory. It is also protected by one of the most jagged and dangerous mountain ranges on the planet; the Colyssia Range.
Necrofilans do not go out during the daylight; although the light is pale and weak on the planet, it still hurts them, making their eyes sting and skin burn. They almost look human in their body type and skin/hair make. But they are very different. Their skin tone is only ever pale or ashen. Their eyes are dead; being only black or another dark color. Very rarely will one have the color of red for their eyes, and these being are considered to be of higher prestige than the others; it's almost a sign of nobility to them. Their race walks around with hunched back, crawling on all fours most times. Because of this, their hands are very rough and clawed to give them grip on the slippery, painful rocks. Some are winged, with either thin membranes like a bat's wings, or black feathers. But only a few are feathered. Many have spiked bones against their spine or another form of malicious disfigurement (ex: spikes that protrude from the forearms/elbows - like Nilik). The more powerful beings of the species actually posess dark powers. Their average lifespan ranges from 700 - 1000 years old, and it depends on various factors, such as our species. Exposure to sun is one, for with enough light they can grow gravely ill which inevitably takes off years of their life. Their form of "puberty" happens between 40 and 50 years old, and this simply decides whether they will permanently have their spiked apendages or not, and whether they are one of the few that can possess dark powers.
Purtician: A magesitc race from the planet Xentiox in the Sunflower Galaxy. They are a race that consists of the purest of lights. Most of them have dark skin tones from their excessive exposure to the bright sunlight of their planet. Their hair and eye color can range to almost any color. They love nature and are constantly trying to connect with it. Their planet is lush, thriving, and beautiful, and they work hard to keep it that way. They believe in hard work, humbleness, and generosity; it's almost like their 3 commandments. They are a simple race that may not be advanced in technology, but are advanced in enlightenment and attonement. It gives them access to extensive light abilities, most harmonic and helpful, but some being deadly. Each member of their species also has a spirit animal specific to them. This spirit animal is not a physical presence that follows them everywhere, but an entity that is a part of their being and connects them to theirs, and other worlds. This spirit animal allows them to talk to that specific animal (ex: bear spirit animal = they can talk to bears). It also instills in them particular qualities that are common to that animal (ex: bee = busy worker, lion=magestic, strong, fox=sly, sneaky, etc.). Very few, the most enlightened Purticians, can actually possess the form of their spirit animal. Finding their spirit animal is kind of like a right of passage for their kind. Some know right at birth what their spirit animal is, others find out after long journeys or extensive thought. Still, others just simply stumble upon it. They can also sense the spirit animal of others of their kind, much like a lion can spot an antelope or cheetah, or a wolf can recognize a rabbit or bear. Unfortunately, very few never find their spirit animal and these fellows are lost souls their whole life; they are sensed as ghosts to those with spirit animals. They are not treated differently or unfairly however, that is not the way of the Purticians. Quite the opposite, they are treated with extra kindness and nurturance to try and fill the hole of not having a spirit animal. They have a lifespan of an unknown number due to their healing abilities; it slows their aging considerably.[Psych Test Results]Overall Personality Summary: Nilik is a meloncholy soul. He always seems very somber and sullen, and is very bitter and sarcastic when provoked into a social situation. He longs for acceptance, but due to the constant rejection and loneliness he's experienced in the past, cannot bring himself to try and achieve it. So he comes off very angry and defensive. His soul is tormented from the death of his mother and the constant internal struggle he puts himself through every day. You see, Nilik doesn't believe he should exist. He is a product of both the light and the dark, which in his eyes are two entities that cannot coexist. He never felt truly accepted by the light, and so distastes it and all that belong to it; he envies them. Though he doesn't want to be a part of the dark and the evil that's always said to go hand in hand with it, which makes him despise it as well. Therefore, he cannot accept himself and what he is. He belongs nowhere.
For this reason, Nilik is rather depressed, and it shows since he will not openly speak to people. He locks himself away and always wears a rather sorrowful face. He is highly introverted and cannot bring himself to be nice to people. It's to protect himself; he feels like he will almost surely be rejected and thus, beats them to the punch by being overly hostile and scaring people away.
Despite his efforts to be nasty and withdrawn, Nilik has a kind soul. Though he may verbally be cold and inconsiderate, he would not dare physically harm someone who doesn't deserve such punishment. His mother always taught him all living things had a right to live, and those that loved should never be harmed. He protects the good and innocent. Being that his soul is damaged however, he has no more room for care beyond those who deserve it. Evil, tainted souls, and those that are wicked and cruel he has no patience for, and no mercy to spare them.
Nilik finds he gets along with animals much better than people, especially wolves. Wolves are the only lifeforms that truly bring him some peace and comfort. If he had a friend though, he would protect them with his life, and give them all the help he could. He'd care for them like his mother cared for him. His friends become like his pack, and his pack is his family. He'd be a team player, giving aid when asked or needed, and he'd share all that he had with them. The problem is, he won't let anyone in to get to that point. He is rather territorial, and thus requires people to ask permission to enter his room or anything he deems "his territory". If they don't, he grows very angry and lashes out at the person until they submit to him.
Subject Favors: Wolves
Kindness
Delicious home cooked foods
Things that are soft or furry
Beauty
Warmth
Innocence/Purity
Women
Love
Rain
Water
Books
Solace/Serenity
Life
Bright Colors
Graveyards
The Light
Adverse Reaction To: The Dark
The Light
Pain and suffering
Torture
Evil people
Himself
Bitter foods
Anything that reminds him of his homeworld (except graveyards for some strange reason)
Demons
Social situations
Subject's Known Phobias: Rejection
Torture/experimentation
Failing to save someone else he loves
Subject's History Records:Nilik's father was a Necrofilan, a commander more importantly. Although their race is rather primitive compared to the more advanced races, they are advanced enough to have technology and a starfleet. His father went on an expidition to a neighboring galaxy; the Sunflower Galaxy. It was a galaxy completely contradictory to their own. Most of the planets had long, beautiful days and beautiful planet from it. It made their species loathe the galaxy immediately. During the night, they settled on Xentiox and ransacked everything in sight. They burned forests to the ground, ravaged villiages and poisoned rivers and lakes. They destroyed the areas they landed in until it was as ugly as their homeworld. One thing all the Necrofilans noticed however, was that the species that resided there was beautiful. Man and woman alike, the Purticians were almost holy looking to them. They hated the light dwellers almost as much as they admired them. In a final act of savagery, they killed all the men and children and enslaved the woman to take as prisoners back to Kaidon. His father took a particularly beautiful Purtician to be his slave, and he used her as a play thing, raping her when he wanted and beating her if she refused. That all changed however, when she miraculously became pregnant. They thought it was not possible due to the difference between their species, but the pregnancy took and 11 months later, Nilik was born.
His mother found she could not hate the baby boy, despite the hatred she felt toward his father. She loved her son with all of her heart and raised him with the care only a Purtician mother could give. Even his father, seemed to tame after that. Being given a boy by this slave, he treated her less with hostility and more with a resigned respect, no longer beating her or doing anything to physically harm her. Nilik grew up learning the love of the Purticians and the hatred of the Necrofilans. He was an anomoly, and was treated as so for he was quite a miraculous thing to him. Unlike every other Necrofilan, Nilik could stand in the sunlight, and it did not hurt him. He stood upright with a straight spine, and did not crawl on all fours. He had pale, pinkish eyes and dark skin, though slightly ashy in color. He had fangs, but not as jagged and wild as his fellow demons; they were straight and smaller in comparison. He had prongs that jetted from his forearms, but he could retract them, and there were no spikes that lined his back.
It was when he turned 50 that they noticed other differences. Nilik developed dark powers, but he also developed light powers as well. What used to be only mild joking and an odd distance he received from his demon brothers turned to outright hostility and ostracism; his planet turned on him, seeing him now only as a freak and a disgrace to their dark world. His father being outraged with the humiliation, lashed out at Nilik's mother. Nilik tried to protect her but was knocked out early on. When he awoke, his mother was crumpled in a heep of her own lavendar blood, cold as stone. It was the first time tears stung his eyes. He crawled over to her and cradled her dead body, rocking back and forth for what seemed like forever. She had been the only one to ever truly love him. The rage the settled in afterward was blindling. When his father returned home a few days later, Nilik killed him with no remorse. Knowing now he couldn't live on his planet anymore, he stole one of his father's star cruisers and left his home planet, never to return.
He had no idea how to navigate space and was lost for nearly 5 years before he found a habitable planet. This planet, was Earth. He landed in one of the rainforests in Florida, and resided there for years undetected. He was fascinated by the amount of plant life and water, and rich wildlife that existed on this planet. One day, while out hunting for food, Nilik ran into a lost Red Wolf. Both froze when they crossed the others path, and their eyes met. In that instant, Nilik knew he'd found his spirit animal. He didn't know how, but he felt something awaken within him when he looked into the wolf's eyes. As if it responded to him, it lowered it's head and walked up to him. He sank to his knees and placed a clawed hand gently upon the animal's head. It was the most amazing moment he'd had since he'd had time with his mother. After that, Nilik would go out to find the wolf in the forest and the two would play together for hours. It was the only time Nilik felt at peace with anything. Ten years passed before the two had to part; the wolf had grown old and was ready to move on. It was the worst day Nilik had faced since his mother's death. He felt like he was being abandoned all over again. But he sat, holding the old wolf in his lap, stroking its head soothingly until it passed on.
Not being able to stay there any longer, Nilik left the safety of his forest home. Only after did he realize this was a mistake. He passed by a military base and was immediately picked off the street. It was glaringly obvious he was not human, and before he knew it he was chained to the wall in a barred cell. Not long after the experiments began, and they were excrutiating; torture beyond his wildest dreams, tests the pushed him past his limits both physically and psychicly, and liters after liters of who knew what kind of chemicals and toxins. He hadn't known such a hell, and he longed for the ostracism of his home planet. Just when he was about to give up all hope for a better life, there was an explosion...then sirens...then soldiers...then freedom. He hadn't known he was in space until they rushed him to a different starship. And now he's with these freed experiments and strange masked people, waiting to see if tomorrow will be as horrible as yesterday was.[Physical Test Results]Subject's Weapon Choice: The two boney prongs that jet out from his forearms like elbow blades. The bones are harder than steel so do not break easily. He also carried a heavy scythe he weilds with superb skill and grace.
Subject's Unique Abilities: Nilik possess dark matter which he can manipulate in many different ways. He can solidify it to craft dangerous weapons such as whips or swords that lash out with tendrils of dark matter as he weilds them. The touch of a dark matter weapon is comparable to the feeling of an intense electric shock, though the sting lasts like a poison to the area it connected with; it will throb dully and feel almost paralyzed even though the victim still has full use of the limb/body part. He can also use it to teleport from one place to another, or pass through shadows, becoming one with them. He can envelop an area in a thick, impenetrable blackness to blind his enemies. Lastly, he can use the dark matter as a dark energy beam by concentrating it in the palms of his hands and unleashing it as a stream of purplish black energy. The effects are similar to those caused by his dark weapons but more concentrated and thus more severe.
He also possesses light abilities, though these aren't as extensive. He has the ability to heal physical wounds; his palms glow with a faint yellowish light and he holds it over the wound. After several moments, the wound will seal shut or heal over. He can also manipulate how the light hits his body, allowing him to change his physical appearance or become invisible. And lastly, like his dark energy beam, he can create a light energy beam. He can concentrate light particles to be so dense, it creates an incinerating beam of light that can burn through even the thickest of materials as if it were grass.
He can speak to wolves due to his spirit animal being a wolf.
Due to experimentation, Nilik can shift into two different forms of his spirit animal, and each form has a signature, powerful move.
The Holy Wolf : In this form, Nilik has high stamina and is much quicker, and his light abilities are more powerful. Signature move: Sunbathe. Nilik actually absorbs the light from the sun like a flower and converts it into a devastating radiation pulse that emits from his body in a circular fashion and can flatten a town to ashes with the intensity of it's burn.
The Damned Wolf : In this form, Nilik is more powerful and more stealthy, and his dark abilities are more powerful. Signature move: Hellfire. Nilik raises the spirits of the dead and absorbs them into his body. With the power he get from them, he becomes like a phantom; he can walk through solid objects and strike an enemy with lightening speed. He can only stay merged with them for a few minutes before they must leave his body. The move generally ends with Nilik using the spirits to magnify his dark energy beam; he unleashes the trapped spirits with the dark matter at an enemy making the beam stronger and more deadly. If the person's soul belongs in Hell and they are close to death from the battle, the spirits can actually steal the soul from the body, leaving an empty shell behind.
Subject's Known Weaknesses:
The time of day: Nilik's light abilities become weaker when it's dark out, and his dark abilities become weaker when it's light out. Some abilities he cannot even perform it if's not the right time of day. For example, he cannot turn invisible or change his appearance at night since there is no light to bend and he cannot slip into the shadows if there are no shadows around to slip into (ex: like in an open field during intense sunlight)
His wolfen forms: Nilik cannot use any of his dark abilities if he is in his Holy Wolf form, and he cannot use any of his light abilities if he is in his Damned Wolf form. Also, it is difficult for him to hold his light wolf form in the dark, and his dark wolf form in the light, though it is possible; it's something he's working on. Lastly, if he uses either of his signature moves, his powers will be depleted for quite a bit of time and he will revert back to his normal form. Until he can properly rest, he won't be able to use his special abilities.
His healing ability: Healing small wounds is a piece of cake, but the bigger/more severe the wound is, the more energy it takes him to heal it, and the weaker he becomes from it. Though he can recouperate rather quickly from this.
Women like his mother: Any woman who shows him kindness/love like his mother had or reminds him of his mother, he will fall heavily attached to, and thus will do anything to protect her. Although, he can't help but feel slightly bitter in their presence, simply from the stinging pain of his past.[Observation Reports]Subject's Unique Skills: He is a skilled hunter from living in the jungle and is rather good a tracking due to his heightened sense of smell/stalking due to his spirit animal.
Subject's Music Library: Papercut and Somewhere I Belong___________________________________[ScorpionsApprentice]________
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:40 am
The Healer _____[Hibana Chiron]________________________________________ "In the depths of my soul there is a wordless song." [DNA Test Results]Determined Age: 21
Subject Gender: Female
Subject Race: Bijuu
Known Racial Features:
Bijuu are a perfect blend of human and mammal, with human bodies but with furred ears, tail(s), slitted eyes, longer than usual canine teeth, "retractable" nails on their fingers which are harder and sharper than average and can be used as claws, and heightened senses. At birth, they are "bonded" with an animal, most commonly similar animals to themselves. This partner and the Bijuu are therefore forever connected, soul to soul, mind to mind. [Psych Test Results]Overall Personality Summary:
Hibana is gentle, soft-spoken, and friendly. She would make friends with a toaster if she thought it had the capacity to be cordial with her. She likes to be around people, and she is not very timid even around newcomers. She is trusting to a fault, which has a tendency to get her into trouble (at least outside of her home-planet). Also, due to her upbringing, she is very touchy-feely, and likes plenty of contact with others--which can be potentially awkward for those with limited or no prior contact with her race.
Hibana is part animal, and she sometimes has a hard time fighting against her bestial nature. She has a strong fight-or-flight sense, and oftentimes can get agitated and/or freaked out by extremely loud noises or particularly strong scents. Because of her creature aspects (and her mind-speech), animals are inherently drawn to Ana, and she loves them. While she does like people, she generally prefers animals over humanoids and will seek them out. She also has a tendency to ignore someone when they're talking if there is an animal nearby.
Hibana is very good at reading people's emotions and/or knowing when they need medical assistance. She does not like it when others are upset and cannot bear to see humanoids or animals in pain. Therefore, she will go out of her way to make sure that everyone is comfortable or that she can heal them or treat their wounds if injured. She is very much the type who would rush across a minefield to rescue a trapped kitten. She would risk even more if it was for someone she cared for--Hibana will give all she has to save those she loves.
She loves music, and singing is one of the few things she's really good at. Music of any kind will stop her in her tracks, especially if it happens to be something soft and soothing. She is always humming or singing to herself, but very rarely will she sing for others--although she will make exceptions sometimes.
Subject Favors:
-Music
-Animals
-Sleeping
-Blankets/Pillows
-Sunshine
-Seafood
-Nature
-Flowers
-Climbing Trees
-Babies/Children (of all species)
Adverse Reaction To:
-Animal abusers
-Pollution/Smog
-Loneliness
-Sour Things
Subject's Known Phobias:
-The Dark
-Tight, Inescapable places, especially cages
-War
Subject's History Records:
Hibana was born into a big family--the norm for her people--and lived with her mother, father, and five older brothers. Bijuu are a very social and family-oriented race, so Hibana was very deeply devoted to her siblings and her parents. When she was born, she was bonded to a panther named Cuchulainn.
Hibana's mother, Amarilli, was a midwife and healer of the small village where Hibana grew up and, carrying on a family tradition that has been in place for five generations, Amarilli trained her daughter in the sacred arts of herb-lore. Ana learned quickly and efficiently, which was necessary in order for her to take her mother's place upon her death. At least, Hibana was supposed to until she and Cuchulainn were captured, caught as they were out gathering herbs and roots for her mother.
Upon being captured, she and Cuchulainn were separated, kept so far apart that their mental contact was very fuzzy and distant. She was kept in a small, white, windowless room and left alone. At first, she did her best to escape, clawing at the walls and wailing in her foreign tongue, attacking anyone who came in the door in an attempt to get out. Eventually the men stopped coming in, withholding food and water and, at one point, turning off the lights. The sudden darkness sent her into hysterics and, pleased with this reaction, the men continued to keep her room dark as they found her much easier to subdue. They took blood samples, mouth swabs, fur samples, and a bunch of other things that went by in a hazy blur of pain and fear.[Physical Test Results]Subject's Weapon Choice:
She prefers her claws and teeth, but she has two daggers that she can wield with ease.
Subject's Unique Abilities:
Hibana has heightened senses--she can see in the dark, has excellent hearing and a very sensitive sense of smell. Her tail helps her keep excellent balance, and she can understand and speak to animals.
Subject's Known Weaknesses:
-Cuchulainn. He is her bonded partner, and they share all their feelings with each other. If he is hurt, so is she. If he dies, she dies. They are each other's greatest strength and greatest weakness.
-Cages. Bijuu are very animal-like in more ways than appearance, and they have an instinctual fear of being trapped. If Hibana finds herself in a small enclosed space with no way of escape, it can make her catatonic.
-The Dark. Even though Hibana's eyes are able to see in complete darkness, it is still inferior to when there is real light to see by, which makes her feel on edge and vulnerable. She can handle it to some extent if someone is with her--like Cuchulainn or a friend--but if she's alone, she'll start to panic, the feeling gradually rising until it's too much. [Observation Reports]Subject's Unique Skills:
Hibana has no magic talents, but due to her upbringing, she can identify many plants and herbs by scent and sight, and knows how to use them for healing, making tea, or adding special flavors to food.
Hibana has a very beautiful voice, and is considered the best around her village. She is able to completely loose herself in song, and her passion and emotions are often conveyed and felt by anyone nearby who's listening. Subject's Music Library: Télépopmusik -- Into Everything and A Perfect Circle -- Gravity.___________________________________[ [DarthTaco] ]________
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:22 am
The Setting/Story Thus far...
The first day has already happened on the ship; the saved prisoners found themselves on a massive starship hosting an unruly crew of creepy Masked Men, with steel-armored soldiers, and a man made of half metal. His name was Gustav, and he asked for their help; many of them accepted. Several had left the conversation, and some of them had been granted curious visitors. One approached Hibana, and Nilik, who were in her room after a short out-take by the feral alien, and recruited the two experiments for the mission this band of unknown creatures were heading on. The two accepted, and shortly after parted ways. Nilik returned to his room, agitated, and speculative. Hibana retired with Cuchulainn. It is now the next 24 hours, though there is no sunrise, or weather to share. They are traveling through deep space, heading far from the ghostly emptiness where Antonio held his captives. They are heading to a distant trade planet to restock on supplies, and allow the experiments who do not wish to move on with the crew safe passage back to the planetary systems. For those weeks, the newly recruited experiments are given leave to do as they please. Only after the bound crew are alone on the ship will their training begin, and their mission be explained more clearly. For now, they may recuperate, deal with any demons they may carry now, and try to find others in their new social settings.
This is where our story begins.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 2:29 pm
Nilik Sentari
Nilik hadn't slept much at all throughout the quantitative hours of the night. In truth, he had no idea what time it was supposed to be. It was always changing up here, and he had no idea what part of the galaxy they were in still. He couldn't recognize any of the constellation patterns here, which meant they were far away from his home. He had no complaints, though his chest stirred with something he didn't understand. Troublesome, he found he couldn't find any sort of solution for the thousands of thoughts crossing his conscious seconds at a time. A short while ago he had been a prisoner, who had lost his will in those catacombs to a bleak, hopeless acceptance. He neither cared, nor felt for the pain they caused him. Near the end, he had complied so easily, as if he were sedated. He had given up.
He remembered being incoherent off of whatever concoction they had given him when the alarms sounded at the jolting of an explosion. Everything had stopped, and broken out into chaos all at once. Things seemed to slow for him, swirl around in his consciousness, and stand still. He heard panicked voices, noticed people running this way and that, and saw red flashing all over, but he couldn't piece together what was happening. Then, he awoke on this star fleet. Others were with him, who ironically came from the same place he had, yet he had never seen any of them in his life. Antonio was good about keeping them all apart. Only one had he seen briefly before, the small white child hiding under the table. He had only seen her in passing, and had never given a thought to what would happen to her. Now, it seemed as if he had to think about all of these people; his fellow prisoners.
Had they switched one prison for another? Here he was, enlisted onto a bloody revenge mission before he even came fully to his wits. That visitor they had received earlier....Nilik shuddered just at thinking about it. How could such a creature exist? Of course, he was no one to speak of existence. His was an abomination in itself, a slap in nature's face. Scowling at the faint reflection of himself casting off the bleak glass, he finally turned away from the window he had been staring at for hours. He had lost himself in the empty space beyond his bedroom window, much like he felt lost, and empty now. His pinkish eyes wandered around the grim room, until it settled upon the worn fabric given to him earlier. A sign of new enslavement, he saw it as. Not that he had anything better to do, or anywhere else to go...but suddenly the idea of being a part of this star fleet's crew berated him, and disgusted him. Why had he even agreed to help out in the first place? It wasn't like anyone would like him, or he would be of any use. How on earth had he made such a erroneous decision?
'Hibana,' his thoughts chided bitingly. A sweet, pretty little alien. Where had she been when they took her? Her home planet maybe? Or perhaps she had been on a voyage of her own. He could only imagine what sort of horrors she faced in their labs. As for himself, he always carried the scars from their ministrations. The creature hissed with a choleric rasp while his eyes rolled into his head slightly. Even now, he remembered how vividly painful it had been. Casting his gaze downward, his starry eyes held fast to the steel-plated floor until the vastness of space caught his eye again. Gustav had promised them peace. 'Yet I feel there is no solution for peace lost within this great abyss,' the being thought listlessly.
Clenching his eyes shut, he shook his head a little. He needed to clear his head somehow, and it was this opportune moment that his stomach decided to croak it's existence to the heavens. The creature almost blushed at himself, if he were capable of such a thing, at how loud a sound it had made. He had never actually eaten upon awaking such a long time ago. In all the commotion and turmoil, he'd not once thought about eating. A growl rumbled his chest, coming from him as quietly as a purr as he thought about something. If he left his room, he might be subject to seeing other people. That thought didn't sit well with him, but he had to brave it if he wanted to eat. A scowl passed his lips as he hissed sharply. He hated people.
Luckily, he remembered where that dining room had been the previous day, so wasted no time in reaching it. There weren't too many people sitting at the table, and thankfully those who were looked like they were about to leave. He almost sighed in relief, and a laxed smile twitched at his lips as he quietly shuffled into the room. Another thinner table was set out with food, though not as extravagant of a feast as the night before. It must have been wonderful, though he didn't dwell on the missed festivities as he grabbed himself a plate. He wasn't big on partying, but food...well food he loved. Smiling broadly now, he began scooping things onto his plate with his bare claws, never having been taught otherwise in his barbaric existence.((OOC: Sorry this took forever to get out, and sorry it's not that much gonk But I hope it was worth the wait, and that you're still lurking around to see it wink ))
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