The Ithlo couldn't help but chuckle at the amount of medical supplies he'd had to stock within a short amount of time, considering the ship would be ready to lift off and leave their current location for a long while, as was the norm. Kai'mos didn't mind, because if there was any place in the galaxy he would rather steer clear off altogether, it would be the Hub. Enough time was wasted in such places, that rarely did he leave benefiting from the experience. However, in this particular case, he did, and as he placed the last of the dehydrated plants away within the temperature controlled cabinet, but what happened next was more than unexpected.
The violent rumble following an unknown explosion of some kind sent enough vibration to unbalance the ship’s Medic, as well as knock a few metal and glass containers from the storage shelf before Kai even had a chance to secure it properly. One of the metallic cylinders, glanced off a horn on the top, right side of his head, and as he turned to quickly evade any others, a glass container shattered upon impact as it hit the jagged scales of the other horn rainy small shards onto his face.
“Fia’kreta!” he exclaimed under his breath in the native language of his people, his hands instinctively brushing away the tiny particles from his forehead, being careful not to get anything in his eyes. “Like a bull in a china shop.” he mumbled, repeating one of the many sayings picked up by the human colonies. The thick horns protruding from the top of the skull were inherent amongst the Ithlo, and marked the sign of adulthood -and, some might say great intellect and wisdom- but could also become quite burdensome in close quarters when one doesn’t need such obstacles. Kai, noticed a bit of blood on his hand, and stepped in front of the mirror for a closer examination. A scratch, nothing more, directly above his right brow.
Hearing the voice of Teg echoing down the main corridor snapped his attention immediately, as he walked just outside the MedBay doors and nodded in greeting as the young, brown-haired human woman passed.
“Everything looks perfect from my perspective.” Kai said with a slight smile that quickly disappeared, wishing he’d retracted that statement immediately. “What I meant to say was. I’m fine. MedBay took a bit of a beating, but nothing I can’t straighten up.” He nodded, before turning to walk back into the room. “Oh…” He stopped and turned once again. “How are you holding up, Miss Taggart?”
Kai already knew the answer though. From what he understood of her, Teg was a damn machine, and built to withstand just about any punishment. But he supposed everyone had their breaking points. She was also not fond of being called “Miss” anything, but Ithlo customs would never die, and formality was everything to their species.
"Hacking is easy. It's actually engaging with another human that's the real challenge."
Name: Alex Bellamy Gender: Female Age: 19 Alignment: Guild Rank within Organisation: Recruit
Birthmark Shape: abstract hand with fingers splayed apart and a spiral glyph in the palm Location of Birthmark: The underside of left forearm
Magical Abilities: Technomancy (shadowjack) - ability to understand and manipulate/hack low level tech through clever use of telepathic connect and illusion. As skill grows, so does the level of anonymity while interfacing with said tech.
Place of Birth: South Boston, MA Currently Residing: Brooklyn, New York
Personality: A borderline introvert, for the most part, Alex is quite friendly and outgoing to those she knows, and rather suspicious and close-minded to just about everyone else. Her relationship to technology and the like, however, seems to surpass any human connection, as her comfort level is always highest when surrounded by programming language and the warmth of a motherboard.
Born and raised in South Boston, Alex was an only child, which meant when her parents weren't up in her business, she spend a lot of time alone. But, it was time well-spent, as she became interested in computers, electronics, and essentially how things worked. A tinkerer at heart, she wanted to not only know how things went together, but moreso, how they came apart and what was inside.
Spending time online helped to teach her more about just about anything, especially as she drove headfirst into the world of hacking. Sure, it wasn't all glamorous like movies depict, but to a girl who loved to tinker, the internet was a sea of untapped playgrounds.
As adolescents hit, so did the inherent hidden magics that slept since birth. Perhaps she was a late bloomer, or this was normal for someone like her, but it manifested without any warning. As she sat in her bedroom mindlessly trudging through a first-person shooter, the first wave of a strange yet familiar telepathic connection came, fusing her senses with that of the gaming console. Digitized voices, electronic pulses, cryptic code, and holographic images appeared as though an imaginary “heads-up display” had appeared before her. Alex had no idea what to do, and was unable to essentially shut it off. She cowered in the corner, her mind continuing to reveal more of this unknown world, lights flickered, the television fizzled out, and as the magic within her grew, there began an incessant exchange of information that she couldn't quiet, as though every piece of technology within a small radius was reaching out to her like a beacon.
Eventually the sound of her own cries echoed from her bedroom, and her parents rushed in to find their daughter curled up and in the dark.
Months had passed since that night, and while the connections never ceased, the girl thought she was legitimately going crazy. Her parents had even taken her to a few specialists where tests came up inconclusive at best. Was magic undetectable by conventional methods? They simply assumed she suffered from some form of anxiety and was prescribed medication to counter it, which actually seemed to dull the connection with electrical waves, allowing her mind to finally rest. However, while she still didn’t truly understand her newfound ability, nor really believed that it actually existed at times, Alex was curious nonetheless.
Over the course of her high school years, she experimented as best she could, while maintaining as much secrecy as possible. Who would even understand such a thing could happen anyway? Diving into computer mainframes headfirst, moving around from one point to another. It was hypnotic, and the perfect drug that the girl just couldn’t live without. However, magic always came with some price as she would soon find out, and the addiction of hacking her way into places she shouldn’t could not be passed up.
The ATM machine was simply there for the taking, and while Alex wasn’t in the market to steal money that wasn’t hers, she felt as though she deserved at least a little bit of pocket change just for being able to bypass the system’s security protocols. What she didn’t take into consideration were the surveillance cameras and the fact that they caught just about everything that was being done. The next morning, police officers arrested the nineteen year old for larceny, false ID, and a myriad of other charges that seemed to fit the crime. Fortunately for the young lady, she had an ally within the judicial system who was her only way out of a prison sentence, and into the arms of the Guild. The choice was her to make of course, but if it meant gaining a better understanding of her abilities, then she would accept the offer.
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