[b Username:] [b [#ff9900 NorthernWolves]]
[b Character Name:] [b [#ff9900 Vri Natek]]
[b Alias/Nickname:] [b [#ff9900 N/A]]
[b Age (18+):] [b [#ff9900 38]]
[b Gender:] [b [#ff9900 Female]]
[b Species:] [b [#ff9900 Techno-fused Aliens]]
[b Skills:] [b [#ff9900 Hacking, electronics, improvised explosives]]
[b Short Biography:] [#ff9900 Nitra wasn’t anything special from the outside. She was from a small planet with slight biome variations across the planet and a sentient race, but a closer look at this sentient race revealed the unique aspect. They were creatures that had the ability to fuse in and out of technology at will. This was not always so, and because of that, a group existed with the sole purpose of returning to the ways of the old, either with hacking or violence. Vri Natek matured in this upheaved time, even feeling the effects of being helped, which spurred her into joining the anti-hacking force. While protecting her people from nefarious viruses and other malware, Vri noticed certain inconsistencies involving arms shipment from off world to these violent groups. She began setting up a sting operation in finding the source, but each time she thought the creature was located, it turned out someone higher up was involved. Eventually, this constant jumping nailed a certain feline arms dealer and led to her arrest.
Little did Vri know she’d end up training with her. ]
[b Picture URL:] [b [#ff9900 https://pic8.co/sh/9qYxJn.jpeg]]
1) [b Will of Shadows]
As with any first experience of a specific drug, the system easily accepted it while the ease of leaving the system was reversely proportional; in other words, it was not so bloody easy. To be fair, Andreana did partake in various hallucinogenic substances, both native and human-made, but never with such a deep sleep potency. While the usual substances of choice left the mind with more space to wander, this substance attached with a heavy weight and literally tugged the mind into the dark depths of unconsciousness.
As with any naturally buoyant item, the mind contained several abilities such as keeping upright and rising back up from the depths and to the surface. With such a potent drug being used on Andreana combined with her mind being completely unprepared for such a potent drug, some lapse of time occurred where the mind slowly realized that it had in fact sunk.
After the pressured and sinking realization that it had in fact sunk, the mind unsurely began slowly ascending towards the surface. Usually ascension from sleep was through clear waters, but a side effect of the drug made the normally clear waters a murky mess. Not only did the drug induce faulty depth perception, it even added some solid things into the already murky concoction. This made the mind bounce around similarly to how the depth charges bounce around submarines, except these objects were meant for the complete opposite. Instead of forcing the mind in faster surfacing, they prevented the surfacing as long as possible.
Usually, the body would respond in a certain way when the mind reached some checkpoint in the ascension, just as how the body would be prepared to wake up when the mind fully ascended. Because of the obstacles thrown in the way, the body responded in a delayed fashion. So, when the mind fully ascended, instead of light and activity, only darkness and total inactivity greeted it.
The mind did send out a probe of frustration from the dark void. It then immediately regretted the action as light and activity burst through. Andreana woke up startled, eyes completely unfocused and breathing accelerated as if waking up from a nightmare. Clutching herself from heightened fear only added more fearful confusion; as she knew the form she touched was herself but felt more of a shell. The eyes kept blinking, the blur slowly resolving into higher quality. This place knew no smell, it smelled of nothingness which meant there were no reference points.
As her eyes cleared up, Andreana could finally use them in establishing her location. Looking downwards established that she lay in bed under pristine white covers. Every other object in this room had a similarly pristine appearance. The walls gleamed with whiteness contrasted with a dark, wooden looking floor. In one of the corners, there stood a desk with a black, wheeled chair pushed into it. To the left, there was a grey couch seemingly sprawled out of the floor, and a multi-tiered bookcase a few feet behind it stocked with many books. The last piece making up this room came in the form of a lightly colored wooden table standing upon a thick, silver cylinder with two chairs facing each other.
Andreana glanced around more than a few times, making sure nothing changed with each glance. With nothing changing, Andreana slowly shifted under the covers and stepped out of the bed. The moment she moved, Andreana felt something else sliding behind her. A quick glance backwards after standing up revealed a tail, her tail to be precise. If the tail showed, then that meant the ears showed as well; for the Blend had dissipated, which solidly confirmed her as non-human to the humans who had to be monitoring their newly acquired specimen.
Before she even turned her head around, a voice filled the room asking how she was. Andreana suspiciously looked around for the source of this voice; finding none, she glared. The voice once again spoke, asking the same question. In retaliation to everything that had occurred, Andreana lifted her arms, crossing them in front of her chest. She winced, feeling a poking pain and soreness in both her shoulders before resuming the glare. A chuckle broke out, then followed by someone screaming and others panicking before an explosion occurred. Whoever had begun talking left the device keyed on, allowing her to listen to various curses and phrases, such as, [i non-human blood] and [i shouldn’t have done that thrown in there]. Lifting up first the left and then the right shirt sleeves, Andreana found patches over skin; and after a painful tug-of-war, the left one revealed slight indents in her skin.
Knowing that someone had suffered made her smile deviously, enjoying the way karma taught an explosive lesson to those nasty humans.
2) [+red Fire Force]
Alica could not tell whether her wanderings were reality or merely embedded into a high-quality dream. Even the silence, which felt alive now, decayed into a corpse. The footsteps radiated outwards, slowly quieting into nothingness with not even the barest echo as a return. The breaths felt off, just enough to be considered chilly but not enough for it to actually be that. As for the eyes, they saw everything the way 20/20 vision eyes should see. But it seemed much more smooth, as if someone had turned the frames per second up a few notches.
Returning back to her scientific nest, Alica deposited the folded blanket and pillow into one of the lab corners, which was never utilized, except for temporary stuff dumping. One never mixed food with science. Meandering over to the small food fridge, Alica opened it. Aside from the cold air that flew out, it seemed two big containers held most of the space for ransom. Both of them were taped up with red numbers and dashes written on top; closer inspection revealed the date being the current one. Alica scratched her head, at a loss as to why she wasted money on two humongous sushi platters for some random, yet specific, date.
But then it all somehow made sense. Dead silence, no one around, an odd noise coming from upstairs, and food marked for today; today was that welcoming party for the new recruits! And she’d almost forgotten about it.
Her hair required a brush-up while the current pieces of clothing were definitely not good enough for a party; both were easy fixes. Five minutes later, with smooth, raven black hair draping backwards over a black t-shirt with a green snake design, which was then tucked into dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt, and a pair of respectable black sneakers, Alica walked out the door with the two dated sushi containers.
Alica strolled into the decked out party room as if she wasn’t obviously late. Spotting the set up bar, she walked over to join Mari and Alfred. After placing the platters and discarding the tape off of them, Alica glanced at the bar selection. Mari was behind the bar, and something in her head was whispering not to trust Mari. It was mostly this whispering which led to Alica walking behind the bar and past Mari. Running her right hand along the various beer bottles and selecting a random bottle, she walked back to the front of the bar and sat down popping open the beer to casually sip from the bottle.
Every now and then, Alica scratched the slightly reddened spot on her neck. She thought she could feel two indents spaced evenly on her neck along with a slight sore, which made turning the head just a wee bit difficult.
Alica shook her head. There was a party going on right now, she could think about what had possibly occurred for her to black out later. Who wanted to see an overly moody person lost in their thoughts after a successful mission in the middle of a cheery party? No one.
Turning her head to greet Mari and Alfred, Alica noticed Mari sliding a glass with blue liquid direction. Even though the voice still whispered not to trust her, it would still be rude to not accept a drink. Picking up the glass, Alica raised it in Mari’s direction before sipping the blue, somewhat salty, alcoholic mix with a smile.