Roxanna
Roxanna is a celestial born to Kaldoria and Caylis. Kaldoria was created by Orin to guard the planet Terra Angeles which is a core planet in the Orin Galaxy. Caylis was a dark dragon lord from an under realm. Roxanna carries both the light and the dark within her. Due to the experiences she has had, she tends to be tempermental, sassy and at times furious. She carried the moniker Goddess of Fury, though she is not a goddess.
She was born as Kalara on the planet Kaldoria, named after her mother by the humans that had a colony on the planet. Kaldoria had poured her immortal essence into the planet as did Caylis. This later led to the birth of the NovaWarriors. Kalara, however, grew up on the planet spending her time being doted on by her father and being educated on the universe. It was when she turned the age of nineteen that she interacted with the human colony and fell in love with a male. They had a dalliance that led to her becoming pregnant and they planned to wed and raise a family. When her father learned of this, the dark side he kept hidden emerged. He had planned to take Kalara as his own despite her being his daughter and when he learned that the human male had touched what he felt was his, he killed him in front of her then rampaged the colony. Kaldoria tired to stop him but he took Kalara to a poisoned planet and named it after her. There he imprisoned her in crystal impaling her womb with a shard of his crystal in hopes of killing the child and leaving her there to suffer. Kalara was able to solidify her womb hoping the child would survive. To make things worse, centuries later Caylis brought a dragon to watch over her. It was a dragon from a planet that he had destroyed. Caylis told the dragon that the female in the crystal was the reason he had done what he had done. So the dragon tormented Kalara telepathically for decades until he finally discovered the truth hidden within her silenced mind. It was not until a powerful elemental named Kanzen appeared on the poisoned planet and released her after finding her by accident. When she emerged, she changed her name to Roxanna given she was filled with darkness and fury. The dragon that had tormented her became her guardian and went with her off the poisoned planet. He was also the one to find a caretaker for her son Gleeon who she gave birth to. Fearing her father would seek out the child, she told him as a toddler she did not want him anymore and to never seek her out then she gave him to the caretaker who she knew would protect him. This only made her fury and darkness grow. It would be centuries later that she would temper herself and find a softer side when he found a way to love again.
Raiya Megalith
Raiya is a member of the Megalith race. She is a leviathan class being larger in size and having a full complement of fighters should they be needed. Raiya was once the envoy to the Megalith race due to her outgoing personality and her desire to interact with all races and species across the universe. She is considered a more atypical type having ulitple "shell forms" that allow her to mingle among the various peoples. She is also atypical due to her having spaces within her metalic body to house travelers or transport goods in her bays. She also has a ground force made of mechs that resemble various beasts due to her chosing a more organic looking army. Her army is purely defensive in nature as is she. At one time she had a Megalith escort named Jailus that was more violent in nature so she broke off her ties with the male.
Zafira, Roxanna and Ryder all have ties to the Megalith.
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The following displayed system would show what appeared to be a blue-star system, a typically hot sun where one wouldn’t expect to find life. To anyone’s surprise, aside from a few rockies and gas giants, there was an Earthly one at a far orbit. The world in question was unusually colorful with its surface, having green, pink, white, and deep blue seas, whatever plant life existed there must’ve been interested. This was to be unexpected for an alien environment.
“There!” That’s it!”
Pointing a little index finger to the temperate world, Makaio nearly chirped his response out of enthusiasm after realizing which one it was. Of course, he didn’t forget that embassies were being shown on human-controlled systems that were much closer, making him wonder if they would go to one of those first or take a direct voyage to Epsilon Seven.
Hearing the announcement of what she intended to do made him turn his chin up again, and just like that- his face lit up. A build-up of fluids accumulated on his reflective black orbs when both corners of his lips rose into a shaky, joy-filled smile. In seconds, tears began streaking down his white cheeks, knowing he could go home back where he belonged: With his family and mother.
Once seated at the table, the Mici attempted to perk his head up to observe her actions at the fridge, curious about what she was digging for. Just like that, there was suddenly an abundance of natural fruits right in front of him, making him visibly widen both black hues in surprise. “Food food!” He’d chime, already grabbing a hold of some grapes since they were the softest thing available. Soon enough, Roxanna’s guest bit into one several times and began chewing on it at a fast pace like a Guinea Pig. Terran fruits were somewhat of a new experience for him.
Again, their favorite living plushie perked up at the sound of yet another voice, it wasn’t a woman this time. The most Evanox might see would be his jagged horns and black eyes gazing back curiously.
“You think I’m cute?!” He’d ask aloud, almost having hearts in his eyes. “I like dragons, we got them on Epsilon too! I think.” This instantly made him tilt his head downward diagonally in thought, as if uncertain on whether or not such creatures were real. But in where he came from, Mici had their own depictions of those same beasts interestingly enough.
Nothing was said when her son proposed the idea of payback, which Makaio couldn’t see himself participating in since he wasn’t physically capable of experiencing anger himself. After a few seconds, the Mici went back to munching on another grape until Roxanna presented him with a question, which prompted him to throw one back in response.
“Do you know the White Reaper?...”
There was a slight lurch backward when she pressed an index finger to his nose, which prompted him to lean forward and sniff it. Then came a question, right after Roxanna received a universal translator, which enabled him to properly interpret her language. His head would tilt back to glance up at the woman standing over him.
"Epsilon Seven!" Said their guest, which was more than likely an exo-planet since a number was included in its name. When answering this, his little white lips rose up into a smile at the thought of it. If it was a real place, they'd have to check on a star map for confirmation. Which it certainly was.
"You mean- I can go back? To my family?..." He would inquire in a much lower tone upon dropping his expression into a more astonished one. The fact she mentioned the possibility meant an awful lot to him, and chances were any relatives he had were extremely worried for his own well-being, whoever they were.
Both short arms were lifted when the towel was wrapped around him, only his horns being visible from a distance for a brief moment. The Mici curled snuggly on the front of her shoulder and chest until they'd move to another room.
While in the of having that same towel pressed against him from all angles, he listened, sensing the ripple of frustration I'm her emotions as he gazed up. "It's like they think we're not even people, just smol animals. They got me while my family was visiting a Terran colony and kicked mommy away when trying to save me." Having to recall this made him visibly frown at the memory of his mother taking a boot to the face. Some people must've gone to great lengths and planning to get him.
His much smaller arms clung to her larger figure while his mood became somewhat jaded, and had to mentally remind himself that it wasn't a hopeless situation anymore.
Once dried off and presented with his now-washed cloak, in addition to the add-on she gave it, he just about squealed out of delight and instantly squeezed it against his chest. In seconds he'd put it on, soon glancing down toward his bare feet at the realization he had no shoes. A slight shame those got left behind at the black market pet shop. After this, he glanced directly up at Roxanna again. "Mici have embassies on Terran worlds, they could help bring me home!" Her newfound friend proposed. An online search to locate one might've been required.
"Sures! Fruit or candy!" The young Mici accepted without hesitation, scooting back onto her lap in case the woman intended to pick him up again. "My names Makaio!"
One of the worst things anyone could do with a Mici was to socially deprive them, and this couldn’t be more prevalent when they were ripped away by traffickers, then sold as pets.
Many hours had gone by since his arrival there in the forbidden shop, locked away in a tiny prison by himself. Like others akin to him, he was used to being around other Mici, even if they were all in the same situation, but that wasn’t the case. Since being moved, they kept him isolated. With nothing or no one to fulfill his emotional needs or any real hope of escaping after several failed attempts, the feeling of depression was increasing every waking day.
During that afternoon, the male in question had been napping in the corner of his cage, all curled up wearing a filthy cyan cloak that hadn’t been washed for some time, and a pair of tiny yellow shoes that were set aside. If one were to look inside, there were dried tear streaks that ran down, more than likely from the occasional quiet sobbing from being alone. Beside him were a few toys and items: A slightly dirtied-up rubber ducky, a fake off-road tire that was meant for dogs, a water dispenser, and some chopped fruits on a plate.
When the entrance bell rang from another entering, both eyelids cracked open, stretching his little mouth open for a yawn. Reluctantly, he’d sit upright to glance around for whoever this newcomer was until she was spotted. Unlike previous patrons who lacked any kind of friendly vibe, this woman held no hostile aura that he could sense with his psychic abilities, this was a first. Someone who could help? While resting on his legs, the Mici crawled over to the bars of his cage to emit a few squeaks and chirps.
From a short distance away, their brief discussion was observed, quickly noticing that shop keeper suddenly getting a bad case of the Runs and zipping away for their bathroom. As she got close, his tiny digits wrapped around those worn metal bars. Upon realizing that it was being opened, he’d quickly turn around to grab his rubber duck and stash it in a pocket under his cloak, as if sensing what the intention was.
Once lifted into her arms, the little Mici plopped against said woman on his side, curling both his body and legs. When being carried… There was an increasingly warm, fuzzy feeling that would creep up on Roxanna, coming directly from him. This was no ordinary creature she was handling. While the sensation was not at its highest, there was a hint of negativity from his own emotions.
. . .
It didn’t take long for him to perk up when there was a sudden change of scenery, a place he hadn’t seen before. Peeking from where he previously nestled himself into her upper chest, the holographic woman caught his attention. While holding that same rubber ducky in his little digits, both reflective black orbs fixated themselves on Raiya’s facade. Their newfound guest was awfully quiet.
There was a lot of glancing back and forth between the two until Roxanna lowered him into the water, which he didn’t put up any resistance to. A major sign of intelligence they’d both witness was him lifting up and removing his cloak, setting it aside. His bare body was plain, white, and featureless, like a living plushie. What followed was him bending down to rinse himself, rubbing off any filth that was accumulated, in addition to grabbing his rubber toy from earlier.
After washing dirt off it, the Mici darted his gaze around, UNTIL- a question was asked. Legitimately, he actually spoke, albeit in a higher pitch tone that sounded just like a child.
“Do I get to go home?...”
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