Biidi's ear flicked as she heard the sound of the door closed. She didn't know why she had to be stuck with the exchange student. He rarely studied when he wasn't gawking at her all hours of the evening, drawing Fathers knew what in that sketch pad of his, and needed help just getting around the campus. All he did was was act 'cute' for the other girls so he could bum rides and cop feels. Why did she have to be the one to put up with this pervert?
Continuing to ignore him as her green, bespectacled eyes read her latest literature project in the comfort of her bed, she only acknowledge the human when he flung one of his one miniature textbook
Himir was under the bed, covering Bastion as best he could while the walls shuddered in tandem with the booms and rumbles of the attacks. It had been going on for only a short time, listening to the alarms from beyond the cell door, in addition to faintly yelling voices of the bases crew. He whispered reassurances to his younger brother, keeping his voice calm for him and letting him know it would all turn out alright
His mind raced with the outcomes that could take place. Whether they were being attacked by another group of scavengers, or if the UEC was bombarding as their usual lack of tact was want to do, their survival was not looking
Under cover of a storm of liquid rust, the forward drop ships landed. Verra led the way once the platform was on the ground, Thendria close behind with Jattig and Unaona covering the rear behind Aramathea, the team's Psion. A small platoon of armored troopers followed a distance behind from the other ships while the mechanized units were being brought in.
Unlike most other missions, Thendria, Unaona, Aramathea and Verra were wearing full-body environment suits to protect them from the harmful effects of the iron-laced rain, as well as visored helmets like the others', but not as outfitted with special sensors. In Verra's case, hers was sig
[*Thendria Kol is -not- my character. I am writing these stories with permission and suggestions from Blazbaros*]
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"I can't stand her anymore, Tayan. She's unappreciative, rude, and I caught her harassing my poor kaksharash yesterday; grabbing them by the tail and dragging them backwards. Only letting them go to do it again,"
The third woman in the group put her hand to her chest, dismayed at the first woman's lack of sensitivity, "Inaleb, think about what she just went through! It's not even been a month since..." she bit her lip, the
Her cover blown by a patrol team, Thendria ducked into the nearby forest so the tanks couldn't zone in on her too soon. They were thick and well-rooted, giving even the heavy, tread-based vehicles problems in trying to knock them over, but that's what infantry was for. The dozen or more human soldiers continued to manage in getting behind her, aiming for her legs with the usual solid rounds, but just as she'd experienced before, some of them were using laser-based weaponry, and those burns were hard to fix for the biokinetics at home.
She kept her footwork up, seemingly going deeper into the forest when she was trying to arch her way out t
Narakirak Taer - Character Bio by zen4life, literature
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Narakirak Taer - Character Bio
- Name: Narakirak Taer
- Age: 91 (in 2368, when her story begins)
- Sex: female
- Race: Alaerin
- Height: 48'2"
- Weight: 36 tons
- Skin: dark blue
- Hair: pale gray-blue
- Eyes: forest green
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Appearance:
Narakirak, even among the people of the Empire of Jinya, is an awe-inspiring sight to behold. She is exceptionally tall even among alareen, and a lifetime as a warrior has left with powerful, muscular, though lithe frame. Her hair reaches to her mid-back, which, like many Jinyan warriors, has built up into dreadlocks and been kept that way for much of her life. Though ty