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Like a delicate jewel in a collector's case, the aquamarine orb was a most prized possession. A perfect glass sphere filled with a mysterious liquid that sparkled, even in the dim light, and in the center suspended a wonderfully preserved flower. But what made it intriguing was that the flower was in the form of a human girl, suspended by strange golden chains by her neck and wrists, floating in place idly, face passive and peaceful in deep slumber. She seemed to glow, lit by some eerie light in the base of the contraption that held the orb aloft, all colors washed out to a pale emerald. A dark myriad of pipes and tubes and sensors framed the girl beyond the glass shell, leading to the assortment of mingled modern and antiquated equipment used in study of this alchemic mystery and scientific marvel. A glowing panel of meters and other display screens fronted the assembly, though it was likely the white-coated scientists that constantly monitored knew little about it's workings.

Dr. Cher Degre sat at her desk in an adjacent room, the laboratory office considerably smaller than the maiden's large chamber. Circular screens on one wall constantly displayed surveillance footage of the maiden and various statistical readouts. Cher was dressed for the most part like the other workers at the facility, in a long-sleeved collared short white lab-coat and white pants, though her identification badge indicated higher status than other scientists. Her stringy blonde hair was pulled back into a loose bun, unrestrained by the commonly seen white caps worn be her colleagues. With a small sigh, the woman cupped her chin in one hand as she shuffled through some papers.

(We started over? biggrin I have been saved! Wee!!)
With a small huff, a raven-colored dog made little signs of being interested in what an old man, with a top hat and trench coat, was up to. After trailing the waste lands of the outside world, the dog and man had finally stopped here.
"...Blue..." called the man. The dog's ears perked up and turned to him in order to pay attention to him. "You smell 'em don't ya? Somewhere in this town their sneaking around like rats..." he said, more to himself than his dog, obvious name was Blue. "Listen, girl...you know their up to no good. Always have been, always will...they'll try and kill ya if you don't watch your back." She made a small nod, ears drooped to the side slightly, not liking the conversation that much.
He got up from the bench he had been resting on, and with the leash in his hands, he urged her to follow him. She could smell there were a few in the vicinity, but until she was close enough, she wouldn't cause alarm to Pops unless she had to. She made a sigh in her mind, wondering when this hunt will ever end. Not that she would question her maser or anything...its just they've been tracking for a few years now, she just wondered if it would come to a stop.
(Just for reference...I kinda have to use Quent's character....without him...it doesn't really do justice for Blue at all. sweatdrop And Tansei will appear....in the none distant future. whee )

(( I'll post both Kira, and Rikka's profiles later on, because I lost Rikka and Kira's profile. I'll get around to it soon ))

((All the profiles still are here; I moved them to the recycle bin if you are in need of your old one.))

The sound of pad and nail striking concrete repeatedly echoed through an alley way as a blur shot past the surroundings. It was unclear as to what the figure was, as it was moving entirely to fast for a normal human's eyes to follow.

A garbage can twirled onto its side and with a loud clatter of metal, rolled across the ground behind the path of what the object had taken. An odd cry followed by a hiss echoed the alleyway as a thin, sleek, black figure leapt out from behind the garbage can, landing upon silent paws. A cat, who obviously wasn't pleased with the area of where it's meal was taking place to be knocked to it's side and spilling the contents on the ground.

The blur continued forward, the only detail was the color of it; it's half black and half white figure moving in perfect motion with one another. At first glance, it appeared to be on fours, but then in a blink of an eye shifted to two, then returned to fours... What trick of the mind was this?

The figure finally slowed, the beat of its feet against the ground softening as it came to a stop before turning behind itself. Now... It was clear that this figure... thing... looked human, as a small, woman sat where one thought a beast would. Her brown hair was pulled back, though a lot still remained in her face, obscuring one's view to see her full features, though what clearly shown through the wall of hair, were two different colored eyes.

The left was brown, and the right an icy blue, something no 'normal' human would bare. A sly grin was spread across her face and held within her hand was a bag of which it's contents were unknown. 'Pitiful... They don't even pay attention if something of there's is taken. It's best to take what you can when you have the chance.' The girl spoke aloud to no one, but instead marveling over her new prize.

Turning on a heal, she proceeded to continue down the alley, though her form suddenly blurred out before taking a whole new shape, that of a large and powerful k-9. The she still carried the same bag, though this time it dangled from her maw as she trotted forward, her paws gently clicking against the concrete.

It was one advantage to being raised by humans, being able to read some of there movements and predict their actions and reactions to what was to come, but it also helped to be a beast... and to be able to slink away when no one noticed. Though she called humans pitiful, inside she truly felt pitiful herself... as she had ended up to sink low enough to steal from humans AND to be able to read them. She knew what she was... A wolf... but in the same way, she didn't feel the right to disserve to be one, as she believed she was now alone.

A large, dirty stained, cardboard box sat at the end of the alley, which was then adorned with shredded newspaper making it appear just like a hunk of garbage to a normal person, but to her.... it was home.

Going over and in a way forcing her frame into the box, as it now appeared it was to small to accommodate her, she rested the bag between her two different colored paws before burying her muzzle inside and beginning to eat the contents.

Her frame was split in two, the left side a pure, snowy white, and the right a deep as midnight black. She was much larger then a normal dog, and even for her own species a bit to big for her own good. She was a brute, but even so, was truly a puppy dog at heart. She was still young, and though big now still had much more growing to do, as she still acted like and appeared like a pup.

Pulling her head out from the bag she held a small sausage between her jaws before chomping down and quickly swallowing it, then licking her chops clean. She stretched out her front paws slightly before moving the plastic bag aside and wrapping her large, bushy tail over her paws before burring her muzzle into it, shutting her eyes and softly whining.

Since she had come to this town with her human family it had been so different... now being alone. She truly believed herself to be the last of her race, but this feeling inside her... pulling at her... she couldn't explain it. Why were things like this happening...? What was it? All these questions buzzed through her mind before they slowly began to fade, and dreams took their place. Her body welcomed the feelings of sleep as it was draped overtop of her... and she fell into a well-needed rest.