Nepra. It was the name of the ship that she had been aboard for some time now. Every day was some sort of adventure or journey for Kari Sabaan. Had a part of her not have joined for helping move her race forward, she might have even adopted Nepra as her name in place of her settlement name. However many duties she had to take care of as the daughter of one of the settlement leaders, and an unofficial ambassador for the Mynua, everything was so fun and new. So many new people with lives and stories completely different from her own. The levels of technology were far different from what she had grown up with back on Hephaestus, and now she was on a journey to help colonize a planet for everyone!
She wasn't even quite sure if it had been given a name yet, the planet. Hopefully it wouldn't be one of those boring Human names, like the ones that were just a garbled mixture of letters and numbers. Maybe they could name this planet after a Mynua deity, like the humans did with their even older pantheons. She could only hope. It would be a great service to her people if she could, though.
She waited patiently until everyone was ready to leave the ship before she herself went off to study. From the Nepra, Kari could see just how different it was from Hephaestus. The birds were so wonderful and elegant. However, her eyes were on the ground. She was already on the ground, taking samples here and there to compare to her library. Having friends and talking was fun and all, but she enjoyed her work far too much to let those things distract her from what was really important here.
Name: Kari (Kah-Ree) Sabaan (Say-Bahn) Age: 82 "Earth Years", would be considered somewhere in her late mid thirties if proportional to a human's lifespan. (Human's are awfully attached to their dead homeworld, still using its system to time for measurements and all.) Gender: Female Height: 6'5" Species:
The Mynua are a native race of the planet the Human's call Hephaestus. Somewhere in between insect and human-like, the Mynua have three layers of skin. The outer layer, hard and plated, the mid layer, still rough and course, placed in areas between the plates of the outer layer so the Mynua can maneuver, and the inner layer, soft and fleshy, like a human's skin. The mid layer of skin only really applies to the center of the body, where all of the important organs are. The outer layer generates a dome over one's head, helpful against falling debris and shade from the sun. They have even created visors to further help protection against the sun.
Over time, the Mynua have developed a single system of communication spread across the planet. Over the millions of years in which the species has slowly grown and evolved, it is the culmination of many different languages that the Mynua have used.
The Mynua primarily live underground, underneath the hot surface of the planet, and where most, if not all of the water is located. While they are not barbaric, the Mynua live simple lives. While settlements have been established all over the planet, the Mynua are typically nomads, traveling from one settlement to the next. Settlements had leaders, as groups always did, and people played their parts with subjects they were best in. Everyone had a place to do something, no matter how ordinary or strange it may be. There was always a reason, even if it could not yet be understood. They trade and offer wisdom from other settlements, keeping everyone connected in a more analogue way than what can be accomplished with their technological advancements before the Human's came.
Once the Humans arrived, it took a little for peace to be cemented between the two species. The Mynua firmly believed that there were beings further than what they could see, as well as believing in a pantheon of creators. Once communication was established between the two on a level that they could both understand, the Mynua allowed them to travel the surface. They did not take too kindly to having their planet being mined out, but allowed in on the conditions that the Mynua would be overseeing the operations, and change things as they needed to be changed. After a little compromise, things were easy between the two, even if they were not the best of friends with one another.
The Mynua, like humans, use sirnames, but only in application to their settlement/clan/grouping. This means that their sirname can change more than once throughout their life. Those who do not live under a clan or grouping are known as "Kasha". This is both a grouping term for those on their own, and used is as any other sirname would be used.
Role: Geologist. Affiliation: The Mynua species, Acionna Expedition Relationship Status: Single Appearance: Facts/Backstory: Kari grew up in the Sabaan settlement, in the northern part of the planet. The settlement itself was deeper underground than most, and was probably just as hot as the surface above. That was just how Kari liked it, though. She enjoyed spending hours looking at all of the different creatures and rocks around and above her, Not to mention her mother and father were not too keen on letting her up on the surface to talk to the Humans. As she grew older, she wandered further and further upwards, eventually finding the surface and the Humans that lived there. She talked to them. Her settlement was one of the last to not have direct contact with the Humans. She supposed it made sense. They weren't too keen on outsiders in the first place, and even if they were from beyond the surface, they would not always be welcomed with open arms. However, she took this chance to learn more about them. Time passed and she had eventually gotten the leader of her settlement, her own father, to talk directly with the humans. She didn't want to stop there, though. She wanted to prove that these outsiders were friendly, and could be trusted. It was about that time that she started looking for ways to push relations even further, by joining Human organizations. She went to the stars, learning about all of the other races she knew so very little about, and knew that this was her place. She belonged in the Final Frontier. Fact - Kari cannot whistle. Almost everyone else she knows can, but she has never been able to, no matter how hard she tried. Weapons: Tool Kit - Though the Mynua have strong claws for piercing rocks, there are a few things that she needs to help with her studies and finds. Dusts, pics of various materials for different uses, and small containers for storing delicate items in. Visor and Interface - Because of her lack of hands, using tools and computers can be quite difficult for any Mynua. However, a joint project between Humans and the Mynua have allowed them to better access everything that a human can. The visor now serves as a Heads-Up-Display, in addition to just protection from the sun, and small sensors have been place within the organic armor to allow Kari to use electronic devices, such as computers, vehicles, and other tools, while just moving her body and extra appendages to control them. This makes physical contact with devices obsolete, and very helpful to the Mynua in general.
Skills: Bilingual - Kari is fluent in both Mynuan and the Earth English, and can translate between the two rather easily. Though sometimes she can become distracted and overwhelmed, using the other language when it has no place in the particular area. Geology - She had taken up the study of the ground underneath and above her when she was very little, having loved all of the different types of minerals and rocks around her. Humans had a refined section of study based on that of just rocks, and Kari fell in love. Her species has no official "degrees" or learning, but she has spent decades of her life learning about geology, Kari herself believing that she has a mastery over the subject.
Name: Kari (Kah-Ree) Sabaan (Say-Bahn) Age: 82 "Earth Years", would be considered somewhere in her late mid thirties if proportional to a human's lifespan. (Human's are awfully attached to their dead homeworld, still using its system to time for measurements and all.) Gender: Female Height: 6'5" Species:
The Mynua are a native race of the planet the Human's call Hephaestus. Somewhere in between insect and human-like, the Mynua have three layers of skin. The outer layer, hard and plated, the mid layer, still rough and course, placed in areas between the plates of the outer layer so the Mynua can maneuver, and the inner layer, soft and fleshy, like a human's skin. The mid layer of skin only really applies to the center of the body, where all of the important organs are. The outer layer generates a dome over one's head, helpful against falling debris and shade from the sun. They have even created visors to further help protection against the sun.
Over time, the Mynua have developed a single system of communication spread across the planet. Over the millions of years in which the species has slowly grown and evolved, it is the culmination of many different languages that the Mynua have used.
The Mynua primarily live underground, underneath the hot surface of the planet, and where most, if not all of the water is located. While they are not barbaric, the Mynua live simple lives. While settlements have been established all over the planet, the Mynua are typically nomads, traveling from one settlement to the next. Settlements had leaders, as groups always did, and people played their parts with subjects they were best in. Everyone had a place to do something, no matter how ordinary or strange it may be. There was always a reason, even if it could not yet be understood. They trade and offer wisdom from other settlements, keeping everyone connected in a more analogue way than what can be accomplished with their technological advancements before the Human's came.
Once the Humans arrived, it took a little for peace to be cemented between the two species. The Mynua firmly believed that there were beings further than what they could see, as well as believing in a pantheon of creators. Once communication was established between the two on a level that they could both understand, the Mynua allowed them to travel the surface. They did not take too kindly to having their planet being mined out, but allowed in on the conditions that the Mynua would be overseeing the operations, and change things as they needed to be changed. After a little compromise, things were easy between the two, even if they were not the best of friends with one another.
The Mynua, like humans, use sirnames, but only in application to their settlement/clan/grouping. This means that their sirname can change more than once throughout their life. Those who do not live under a clan or grouping are known as "Kasha". This is both a grouping term for those on their own, and used is as any other sirname would be used.
Role: Geologist. Affiliation: The Mynua species, Acionna Expedition Relationship Status: Single Appearance: Facts/Backstory: Kari grew up in the Sabaan settlement, in the northern part of the planet. The settlement itself was deeper underground than most, and was probably just as hot as the surface above. That was just how Kari liked it, though. She enjoyed spending hours looking at all of the different creatures and rocks around and above her, Not to mention her mother and father were not too keen on letting her up on the surface to talk to the Humans. As she grew older, she wandered further and further upwards, eventually finding the surface and the Humans that lived there. She talked to them. Her settlement was one of the last to not have direct contact with the Humans. She supposed it made sense. They weren't too keen on outsiders in the first place, and even if they were from beyond the surface, they would not always be welcomed with open arms. However, she took this chance to learn more about them. Time passed and she had eventually gotten the leader of her settlement, her own father, to talk directly with the humans. She didn't want to stop there, though. She wanted to prove that these outsiders were friendly, and could be trusted. It was about that time that she started looking for ways to push relations even further, by joining Human organizations. She went to the stars, learning about all of the other races she knew so very little about, and knew that this was her place. She belonged in the Final Frontier. Fact - Kari cannot whistle. Almost everyone else she knows can, but she has never been able to, no matter how hard she tried. Weapons: Tool Kit - Though the Mynua have strong claws for piercing rocks, there are a few things that she needs to help with her studies and finds. Dusts, pics of various materials for different uses, and small containers for storing delicate items in. Visor and Interface - Because of her lack of hands, using tools and computers can be quite difficult for any Mynua. However, a joint project between Humans and the Mynua have allowed them to better access everything that a human can. The visor now serves as a Heads-Up-Display, in addition to just protection from the sun, and small sensors have been place within the organic armor to allow Kari to use electronic devices, such as computers, vehicles, and other tools, while just moving her body and extra appendages to control them. This makes physical contact with devices obsolete, and very helpful to the Mynua in general.
Skills: Bilingual - Kari is fluent in both Mynuan and the Earth English, and can translate between the two rather easily. Though sometimes she can become distracted and overwhelmed, using the other language when it has no place in the particular area. Geology - She had taken up the study of the ground underneath and above her when she was very little, having loved all of the different types of minerals and rocks around her. Humans had a refined section of study based on that of just rocks, and Kari fell in love. Her species has no official "degrees" or learning, but she has spent decades of her life learning about geology, Kari herself believing that she has a mastery over the subject.
@Almosegosumim sure that a Shawn wouldn't be against helping Christopher out with a nice workout routine to keep him in enough shape to pass class. An upperclassman needs to leave a good impression, after all.
His lunch didn't take too terribly long to finish. He was running a little late with having been distracted from the conversation with Heidi. She was pretty smart, and didn't give herself enough credit. He knew a few shy people back Home, and she was leagues further along than they were, smart brain or not.
He rushed back to him room to change into something a little more comfortable. Of course he still took all of the necessary precautions, anti-static bracelet and something to ground it with, but he changed out his gloves for some arm wrappings. Keeping his hands still and from breaking upon punching things. It was also a big help that the gauze itself was not conductive. He probably could just ask Jacob to help him out with some wrappings, but he didn't want to be too much of a bother on him.
Looking in his mirror, he realized that he looked like some sort of adventurer, a treasure hunter maybe with an estranged family and a knack for finding trouble in the uncharted regions of the world. It sounded like a video game plot if he were being honest, which wasn't too bad.
The Danger Room was down below. Miss Darkholme usually held P.E. down there, but every once and a while she'd bring them topside to work out in the fresh air. At least he was recharged and ready for whatever she'd throw at them.
Nate. The board had talked about him before, and the staff talked about him as well. He could be such an over-achiever with his ability to replicate and split himself into multiple bodies, but he was still young. He was awful young to be joining a geometry class, but Rurik was not going to deny him the right to learn.
"Of course, of course. Have a seat, the class will be starting soon." His accent was rather thick, but had been edged away after so many years in America. He could speak much better English than Peter could, but at least they had another language to resort to if the boy was having trouble.
"To knock, or not to knock? That is the question."
Professor Xavier could hear the faint mumblings of Jake from his vast telepathy. Words like that also existed within the mind, playing aloud as he spoke themHe smiled. The boy had potential, as did everyone else at the school. Like some, he seemed naturally inclined to be apart of something bigger. The lack of family and living status made those like Jake a little more open to joining the X-Men, or any of the number of teams that the school housed.
"You need only knock, and my door is open for you." Xavier spoke back with his telepathy. "And Miss Darkholme will be down stairs, in the danger room. Would you like for me to accompany you there?"
"Well, I can surely say that you haven't changed a bit, Blake." Emma Frost cast a ghost of a smile to the man sitting across from her. The two sat on the courtyard, a small tray of food and tea lay on the table. "Though, I guess you can say that I haven't much either." The chuckle she let out was dry and hollow, wistful, and almost filled with some sort of empathy.
"You're an old friend, Emma." Booker scratched his chin. The last time the two had spoke in person, he had just started growing out his hair and beard. Now he looked like a mountain man, but she saw something that apparently hadn't changed. If anyone didn't change, if had to have been her. She still looks like the tail end of someone's twenties. Maybe all of that corporate power allowed her to get something to appear so long. Maybe just natural longevity. "Granting you audience with Xavier wasn't too hard. He was a bit surprised when I told him that you were still alive and thriving." His hand reached for the cup of tea, fingers wrapping around it to pull the cup to his face. Earl Grey. It was her choice to use that tea, and he wasn't going to argue. "However, I'm going to have to ask some things of you in exchange."
She didn't bother reading his mind. She'd simply hear it in a second, and Booker knew how to use words well. "I can only assume its something to do with that... what did you call it? The New, New Mutants?"
He shook his head, a smile spreading over his features. "No." He Laughed. "The name doesn't matter, but at least you're on track. There's also a girl I want you to talk to."
"A girl?" She raised an eye brow at the man who was quite a bit younger than herself. "I'm not manipulating a poor girl for you to have your way with, Blake. I thought I knew you." She feigned a huff of dismissal, turning her head away while letting a small smile curve at the edge of her lips.
Once more, he shook his head. "No, no. She's a student with a bad past. Xavier let me see her life from her eyes, and she's not going to open up to me. She needs a woman, someone like you, or maybe Raven, to talk to her. She's showing a little progress, but without you, I won't be getting much further."
Now she laughed freely. "Of course! Just convince some past flings to talk to a girl for you so she'll be more receptive to you!"
"No, it's not-"
"You know I'm only kidding, Blake. Once we come back, I'll see what I can do."
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