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Post by wendy on Feb 16, 2013 0:15:11 GMT 8
I remember when I was first ousted by my clan, my blue skin began to change color, it started out as spots that resembled mud, but they wouldn't come off. I was moments away from finding my ikran I covered up what I could before we set off. We got there and I found my Ikran, well he found me, that was 20 years ago....
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Post by fegaro on Feb 16, 2013 0:16:19 GMT 8
Pandora finally came into view of Yori's ship. The large, green covered moon slowly filled the window of her small science ship. For a fraction of a second a look of awe filled her green eyes beneath her helmet. With ease she piloted the ship and touched down in a small clearing in the middle of the alien forest. A forest incredibly dangerous but amazingly beautiful. After a few final checks over the instruments alien signals started flooding in. "What is this?" she said tapping on the screen as human voices filled her ears. "Humans?" she said to her self and scanned the signals. The top of her ship lifted up and she hopped out, her helmet folding back into her suit. She grabbed a bag and packed in a few things, then secured the door and cloaked her ship. The humidity caught her breath and she wiped her face in exhaustion. She started hiking into the hostile forest toward the human base.*
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Post by wendy on Feb 16, 2013 0:17:57 GMT 8
Now I'm a dark color and I use magic, I even created my own clan so that others who are ousted from theirs have a place to go, with it being only me and two others we are rather nomadic for now until we have enough people to find our own hometree. Some years had passed and we are now 15 members strong, we have also found a home tree to call our own. Our ikrans live in the trees above, direhorses stabled below, viperwolves stay with us and Thanator riders protect out borders. I may be the priestess, I have become known as a healer through out the na'vi, each day more na'vi come to live with the Chitari clan. There are still others out there that fear me and my people, I pray to Eywa that one day we will all be in harmony. Hopefully before the next time turok makto is used.
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Post by fegaro on Feb 16, 2013 0:20:30 GMT 8
Yori was never the one to speak her mind about certain issues, to retain her status. Humans and their odd history with Vulcans. Apparently there was a war but no one ever said much. That always perplexed her. The very principles *of Vulcan life are based in the sharing and obtaining of information on and off planet. The humans were close, close enough to meet with. But why has her people kept this a secret? She meditated on this as she hiked through the imaginably dark forest, consumed by it's shear mystical, lethal beauty. Suddenly a roar shook the ground beneath her. Also shaking every thought from her mind. She peered up at the canopy of the forest and strained to see the origin of the deafening sound. "That is not sound of natural origin." she said the thought of contact peaking her curiosity and continued to struggle her way through the relentless vines and tirades of small swarming bugs.
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Post by wendy on Feb 16, 2013 0:21:49 GMT 8
One morning when I was gathering supplies for the ceremony that was to play out later that night, I saw a massive injured dark colored thanator, his wounds were like none that I have ever seen, I did what i could to help alleviate his pain, others from my clan found me and secured the area looking for any clues as to what happened to him but found nothing. After I cured him he shook himself off and ran back into the woods without looking back.
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Post by fegaro on Feb 16, 2013 0:22:58 GMT 8
Suddenly a man flying a device hovered in the forest just in her sight. She pressed a button on the side of her suit, cloaking her. Suddenly intense heat came from his pack. She turned and ran into the forest as far as she could go and up a tall, thick tree. After many minutes of climbing up the massive tree she poked her head of the canopy and shielded her eyes from the stars glare. She squinted to see the man, floating off a few hundred meters off, coming toward her. She commanded her suit to bring up binoculars and her helmet folded over head. It locked onto the same man in the forest before at the controls of a jet pack. Soon after her helmet picked up a second man, appearing from thin air flying over her head, this time surrounded by a grey aura. "Nothing to propel him through the air? He can fly?" she said and watched the one man approach the other at high speed. She ducked and hid in the canopy of the tree.*
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Post by wendy on Feb 16, 2013 0:24:24 GMT 8
The following week, my newest member Leyra had started to learn basic magic. She has become a novice healer which is fine because I'm trying to teach all the females in my clan to heal, the one thing I have discovered about Leyra is that her blue skin is also becoming as black as night just like mine, or maybe that its my imagination to feel like i'm not the only true different Na'vi in my clan.
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Post by fegaro on Feb 16, 2013 0:28:09 GMT 8
From her perch, Yori notices a very tall tree in the distance. She asks herself, "Why is that tree so tall?"
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Post by wendy on Feb 16, 2013 0:29:42 GMT 8
On my normal rounds to other clans to heal their sick and wounded I decided to take Leyra with me, she didn't understand why I help other clans when we are deemed outcasts, I told her that outcasts we may be but trying to bridge the gap them that those that are different and those that are the same is a battle worth fighting without weapons or magic, she doesn't quite understand yet but one day she will. We have reached the Omaticaya Clan where they have come oddly stricken by plague, the humans that lived among them had no idea how all this came around, I had Lerya heal the not so sick, while I healed the more sickly such as the Olo'eyktan and the Tsahìk, who were the first to be taken ill, healing the both of them was extremely time and energy consuming.
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Post by fegaro on Feb 16, 2013 0:33:10 GMT 8
Deciding that she will not be getting any answers on top of the tree, Yori decides to climb down and start walking to that tall tree.
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