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Roger on that note, captain. Will type more in the history tonight if I can.

Hope everyone's day is going well!

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Andromeda Bair

A n d r o m e d a B a i r

26 | 5'7" | 134 lbs

Ethnicity

French/Austrian

Nationality

Isolian

Birthplace

Eury, Isola

Former Occupation

Madam of one of Isola's leading escort services. More bluntly put: she ran a brothel.

Appearance

Andromeda is a woman of luxury. Her honey-golden locks fall at the middle of her back when they're loose, but more commonly she wears it half-up/half-down, making sure that it's voluminous and mane-like. That's a pretty accurate parallel to make; Andromeda can be best described as a lioness. Her figure is full and unapologetic, yet fit. Most of her outfits consist of high-end dresses and heels sharp enough to carve with. She is usually adorned with tasteful jewelry, the only constant being a thin, simple, silver ring she wears around her pinky.

Personality

The whole lioness metaphor is applicable to her personality, as well. To work in her field, one cannot be a sheep; Andromeda is an exceptional example. She is strong-willed and silver-tongued, yet it takes a lot for her to get angry for petty reasons. It's a quiet yet piercing confidence she possesses; one that assures everyone knows of her presence and character even if she doesn't make a sound. In spite of all this, however, she's not much for small talk, and really keeps to herself unless it's necessary for her to engage another. The one thing Andi is quick to do is defend herself or her principles, and if there's even a whiff of threat to either, she will pounce.

Hobbies / Interests

As a woman of luxury, Andromeda's hobbies include rolling in sheets of silk and drinking champagne in a bubble bath. Cleanliness and organization are both important to her, so she spends whatever energy needed making sure her possessions are in order, and that the house never falls below her standards. She also enjoys reading historical texts, as well as those that explore the psyche; mostly to educate herself on the human condition. With knowledge comes power, after all.

Skills / Talents

Make no mistake; while Andi - as only a rare few know her - has cravings for the finer things, she also knows how to get her hands dirty. As a Madam, she's had to learn how to assert herself from the more uncivil characters that slip into the rooms and foolishly try to cheat their bills or take advantage of her. She is passable at hand-to-hand combat and is definitely not afraid to deliver a swift kick between the legs. She also has a particular knowledge of how people tick, and therefore can charm people to her way of thinking.

Motivation/Crime Committed

Andromeda dealt with the most classified clientele that passed through the house. Surprisingly - or perhaps, unsurprisingly, really - a good percentage of those VIP were members of the hallowed Executive Consortium. One such Executive had a particularly promiscuous daughter, who began working on Andi's team of girls under a different identity. Unfortunately for the girl's poor father, he found out after having accidentally been brought to her room for the night. As one can imagine, all hell broke loose - the Executive raged on and on about the immorality of the place and eventually managed to shut the entire operation down, claiming that Andi was using magic to trick the girls into working for her. The other major clients, not wanting to have their names tarnished by multiple visits to the brothel, supported the claim. This of course was not the case; all the girls that worked at Miss Neela's were there voluntarily, either for pleasure or for profit.

Andromeda was consequently arrested for human trafficking and illegal use of magic, but since the Consortium couldn't prove that she had done anything to deserve a heavier sentence, she remained in a general correctional facility with Jaemy. Still, she was furious. The house was the only remaining memory she had of her mother, and the only family she had were the women in it; and it had all been taken away from her by selfish hypocrites. This, coupled with the abuse she was experiencing from the guards who prattled on about how "she should be used to this after working in a whore house", was enough to warrant a festering need for vengeance. She got her hands on a small, sharpened piece of metal fashioned from an old razor blade, and when the guards invaded her cell for their weekly fun at her expense, Andi stabbed their smug grins right off their faces. This earned her a sentence of death.

History

Raised by a single mother who had really only used her biological father to produce a child, it was no wonder Andromeda turned into the resolute woman she was. Neela Bair, the original inspiration for the person Andromeda molded herself into, was the creator of Miss Neela's - the brothel her daughter would eventually inherit, if she wanted it. Contrary to what one might think of having a Madam as a mother, Neela dutifully kept her daughter from the house and made sure Andi had a good home away from business. Of course, she made sure to be honest with her daughter, and told her little tidbits of her occupation as she grew older. Andi absolutely admired her mother, and absorbed everything the woman had to teach her like a sponge.

Other than her mother's unconventional job, Andromeda (who wasn't really magically inclined) was just like any other girl. She sang to herself, played with dresses, and had a best girl friend; Jaemy Galland, who, interestingly enough, was born to a woman who worked closely with Neela in the bordello. Andromeda's mother promptly offered to have the child stay at the Bair residence during work hours, and Andi was more than happy to have a friend. Being a few years older than Jaemy was, she took lead and cared after the girl, simultaneously a mother and a sister.

In school, she was intelligent and keen to learn - regardless of the disapproving looks, and sometimes words, she received from teachers and parents who had hunches of what her mother did. While all this negativity probably nestled itself somewhere deep in Andromeda's psyche, she refused to let it touch her and instead became incredibly excited to join her mother in the business. Only when Andi turned sixteen did Neela finally allow her to step foot into the workplace, and after years of having taught her that it was not anything to be ashamed of, Andromeda welcomed the house and its girls with open arms. She began learning the ropes of the business in terms of how to run such a place, with the most important rule being that there should never be a woman under that roof that didn't want to be there. The place was a sort of sanctuary for girls that needed or wanted to be there, and the Bairs treated it as such.

It was around the tail end of Andromeda's seventeenth year that her mother developed lung cancer from the years of smoking. Neela Bair passed away on Andi's nineteenth birthday, and she promptly dropped out of college to tend to the only remaining link she had with her mother. Business flourished thanks to Andromeda's proactivity, although she herself was never involved in anything behind closed doors. It was her job to get paying men in and out, and so she swooned and sweet-talked clients into spending evenings in their rooms. Eventually, hushed word carried up into the big leagues, and her rooms began filling with Executives from the Consortium. All was going swimmingly until the incident, and the rest is history.

Relationships

Family

N/A

Significant Others

Jaemy Galland
- Andromeda's right-hand woman at Miss Neela's, and possibly the only person she trusted aside from her mother. The two were basically sisters; Jaemy's mother worked for Neela, so she was a frequenter at the Bair residence for playdates with Andi while their mothers worked. Jaemy was also arrested during the incident, but the two were separated after Andromeda was sentenced to death.

Magic

Sway
- This spell allows Andromeda to alter or plant thoughts, ideas, or memories into another's psyche by way of direct eye contact. The receiver of this influence will think these new pieces of information are facts, and will not be able to differentiate between the altered/planted thoughts from their own. The duration of this spell depends on how big or notable the change in memory is; the bigger the change and the longer it needs to be planted, the more magic it requires.

Dissolve
- This spell allows Andromeda to turn objects of solid matter into ghostly forms of themselves, allowing for safe passage through them. For example, if Andi casts this on a section of wall, she, and whoever is touching her at the time, will be able to walk right through into the next room. This spell has a short duration and will only last for a few moments unless Andromeda recasts it.

Other

- In another life, light-years from this one, Andromeda would have loved to have children of her own.

Omega Station / Boop!

Post is up finally - sorry for the wait!

Omega Station / Boop!

A sight for sore eyes? Were his eyes sore? Did she need to get in contact with the Med Bay? A million and one causes for sore eyes flashed through Kitt's computerized 'mind' and as she was about to ask if he'd like her to call a med-bot for assistance, he spoke again.

"Yes, I am alone," she answered, adjusting her body outside of the vent and tilting her head now in the other direction. The second question was a strange one; did she understand what has happened? Yes, and no. Not fully, since facts were facts and Kitt, in fact, did not have all the facts. What she understood was that something was different about today, and that none of it was according to plan. Judging by the reaction of the other officers', and now Officer Ito's, reaction, it was not according to plan, at all. One of the rampaging prisoners - 0941 - had pushed her down roughly and caused her a temporary blackout, so she didn't see everything that had happened. But when she returned online, it was not a very nice sight.

"I'm not entirely sure how to answer that, sir. The prisoners have all escaped from Prison Bay. I do not know how it happened, or where they went off to - I was offline until Miro jolted me. And then I saw all of the bodies... The others are collecting them now." Ryobi would understand that when she said 'others', she meant the other robots that worked alongside them in the bay. She paused, perhaps out of respect. "I was sent out to see if I could find any survivors in the area. And I have found you, Officer Ito. My instructions are to take you back to the Captain's office."

She paused again, bulbous black camera eyes still staring at him through the slits. "Will you come with me to the Captin's office, sir?"

C-10

Hey, I'm so sorry for the wait, post is up.

C-10

After a beat or two of the silence, the knocking came again, though this time it was followed by a voice.

"Mr. Cunningham? I have received notice that you have been injured. Are you alright?"

The voice sounded just like a male's, though something was just shy of authentic - there was a tinge of mechanism in the timbre, in the way the rhythm of the words were released. And it wouldn't take Jack long to realize that it was Miro, the AI that was assigned to him and the fitness center. He mainly kept the space clean and took attendance on who came in and out of the gym, what equipment was being used, etc. His demeanor was docile and friendly; he probably was reminiscent of the boy-next-door type. He served as a sort of receptionist and assistant to Jack, really. But that didn't mean he could be controlled or anything - just persuaded, if need be.

And he wasn't going to just open the door willy-nilly, in case Mr. Cunningham was changing or something inside of the closet. Though he did find it odd. "Mr. Cunningham?" Miro repeated, knocking again.

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@Sypherkhode822 Just took a peek at the coding for your sheet via the handy-dandy "quote" mechanism - you just need to end the [ / sup] tags right after the titles of the sections. You currently have them located at the end of the paragraphs, making all the words in the text as tiny as the title should be. Try that and it should fix the problem!

@GreenGoat If ya need to bounce some things around, my PM box is happily open.

General note to the thread; I've started sketching out my character sheet, and it'll hopefully be done tomorrow night after my exams.

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I'm finishing up my week today so I'll be working on a character to toss into the ring, as well. CS will hopefully be done sometime this weekend.

Omega Station / Boop!

Regardless of whether Ryobi had fallen asleep or fallen unconscious in the vent shaft he was hidden in, the ether of darkness behind his closed eyelids was interrupted by a slow, methodical beeping, coming from somewhere beyond the metallic confines of his hiding place. Whenever his instinct urged him to open his eyes, he would see light from the hallway filtering in between the slits of the panel that covered the entrance of the vent. Not really sure what lay outside of the vent, he might try to strain his ears or squint for better sight on what - or who - might be lurking in wait for him. That didn't help much.

Neither did the throbbing on the right side of his head. It was coming back to him now; after catching sight of prisoners gunning towards his cart, he had booked it towards the first place that popped into his head. Namely, the vent shaft he was currently inside. In his hurry, however, he'd conked his head against the edge of the entryway, and while he wasn't bleeding, he sure as hell could feel a bump forming.

Things had gotten a lot quieter from how Ryobi had left them, but there was still the matter of the beeping. It was constant, and creeping closer. If Ryobi listened harder, he could hear that it was accompanied by the sound of light footsteps. Eventually it all stopped, though whoever it was still kept out of the officer's line of vision.

There was silence for a few minutes, and then: "I know you're in there, Officer Ito."

The voice was a mere whisper, although it was unmistakably feminine. Suddenly a face appeared from the right-hand side of the entrance, broken into lines by the slits. "It's me, sir. It's Kitt."

And indeed it was Kitt, the receptionist of sorts, in charge of keeping track of all personnel in the Prison Bay of Omega. She was the one who punched Ryobi in and out each day by use of a DNA scanner programmed through her eyes. She also functioned as a sort of break from the 'tough-guy' machismo that seemed to radiate throughout Prison Bay, as her voice and general demeanor were akin to that of an optimistic girl-next-door type. It was probably the Captain's attempt of putting the officers in a more comfortable mood to start a ten-hour patrol.

In any case, here she was, eagerly - can robots be eager? -staring at him through the lines of the panel. "Why are you in there, sir?"

Omega Station / Boop!

Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzt.

_{UNOPENED VIDEO MESSAGES (3)
RECEIVED TWO DAYS AGO}

_{FIRST MESSAGE:}

Hey, babe. Your beautiful, loving wife, here, live from Home Bay of the one and only Omega Station. It's about 5:20 PM right now, and we just wanted to check in and let you know how excited we are to have you come home tonight. Right, Benji? Benji! Come 'ere. You wanna show dad what you made?

Dad, look. We made your favorite. Steak and broccoli, and mashed potatoes with some lumps. The um, the steak is well-done. Well, this one is. Mom's is - it's on the counter, over there - mom's is medium-rare. We made two different ones because I know you like yours well-done.

That's right. None of that dry, tough-to-chew business.

It's not so bad. I like well-done.

Oh, yeah? Then you and him can fight over that one. I'll enjoy my own juicy steak.

It's fine. I can always make another one.

Alright, Mr. Chef - go help ARI set the table. Mm, you should have seen him earlier, he thinks he owns the kitchen. Heh. Anyway. We're obviously excited to have you back home later. It's been a long three months without you. We've got out the fine china, the red carpet - the whole nine yards. So get here safe. But quickly. Haha, I love you. See you soon.

^{SECOND MESSAGE:}

Honey? Where are you? We waited up for you last night - I eventually just had Benji go to bed, told him he'd see you in the morning. But you didn't come home last night, you're still not here, and you're not answering your phone... I'm not sure what's going on, and you know me, I'm getting really worried... And now we've just gotten a notification that something's happened up there? They won't tell us exactly what but Henry - I mean, Captain Burchill - just issued an official announcement that Home Bay was on lock-down until further notice? I'm really trying not to panic here, for Benji's sake, but if and when you can, please let me know what's going on. Let me know you're safe.

^{THIRD MESSAGE:}

Ryobi - I don't know where the hell you are, or what the hell you're doing, but you need to get your ass home. Now! I'm starting to hear yelling from outside, and there was a really loud crashing noise from earlier, and then the alarms started blaring! The alarms, Ryobi, they're only to go off when the prisoners... Oh, god... The Hudsons from next door just sent a message telling us that they'll be leaving for the bunker at the edge of the Bay in a few minutes. I've told Benji to pack a bag and we're heading there with them. ARI is coming with us, too. If by some miracle you're not... Just... Please come get us. Or let me know you're okay. We'll be safe there, just meet us at the bunker. I lo-