ⓅⓇⓄⒿⒺⒸⓉ: ѺDYSSEY

COMBAT SUITS: These suits are the first articles of clothing given to the eight. Instead of the lines glowing white, they will glow in the respective colors of the user. Minotaur will have a rusty color glow, siren a teal glow, cerberus a gray glow, sphinx a yellow orange glow, lion a red glow, hydra a blue glow, and medusa a purple glow. These suits will usually only be worn 1. In a combat 2. On duty (this mainly applies for those who stay with the government, and they'd only wear these at night. The glow can be turned on and off according to what the user wishes, and they come with perks, which will be explained later on. (Think suits like in Tron: Legacy. That's the futuristic look we're going for.)


THE EIGHT

#1: Project Minotaur Power: Earth (rock)

#2: Project Siren Power: Air

#3: Project Cerberus Power: Darkness

#4: Project Sphinx Power: Light

#5: Project Nemean Lion Power: Fire

#6: Project Hydra Power: Water

#7: Project Centaur Power: Plants

#8: Project Medusa Power: Spirits

RULES:

1. Please follow all Tamatalk rules

2. I have a strict literacy rule. One GOOD paragraph at least. I've been lenient other times, but this rule, MUST be followed.

3. Proper spelling and grammar is a MUST.

4. If you want to be one of the eight, you can only apply for ONE of them. You can make other characters if you want but they can't be projects.

5. If you're applying to be one of the eight, you need to post the profile in the OOC forum. if more than one person applies for the same project, I will choose based on which profile is better.

6. Please feel free to be as creative as you like.

7. NO MATTER WHAT THE PROJECT IS BASED ON, IT CAN BE EITHER MAE OR FEMALE. So you could make Project Centaur a girl, or Project Medusa a boy. I don't care. =)

PROFILE LAYOUT:

(For Projects)

PROJECT NAME:

HUMAN ALIAS:

GENDER:

APPARENT AGE: (13-20)

APPEARANCE: (Good description)

PERSONALITY: (Good Description)

SEXUALITY:

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: (We need projects on both sides)

OTHER:

(For Other Characters)

NAME:

GENDER:

AGE:

APPEARANCE:

PERSONALITY:

HISTORY:

SEXUALITY:

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT:

OTHER:

PROJECT NAME: Project Siren

HUMAN ALIAS: Zephyr Mulholland

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE: 18

APPEARANCE: Zephyr was manufactured to be beautiful, to make it easier for her to lure her targets in. She has long blonde hair that goes well with her pale skin. She's slender, and is around 5'5" tall. Her eyes are bright green, with flecks of gold in them-- part of her bird-like persona. When she's not on duty, she'll wear anything and everything that is fashionable. She demands to look good at all times, and is constantly checking her appearance, preening herself as if she were a bird or something. Her combat suit has a teal glow on the lines, and she absolutely loves it. She could wear a plastic bag and make it look good-- that's just how she was made. Her favorite colors to wear are blacks and blues, and she never wears the same outfit more than once a week. She doesn't usually wear makeup, but when she does, she goes for a bright red lipstick and black eyeliner an mascara-- the classic bombshell look.

PERSONALITY: Zephyr is definitely a strange sort of girl. She's not afraid to get her hands dirty, but she has to look good or else she won't do it. She has to dress up before going on her missions and killing someone. However, that doesn't mean she's stupid. She is cunning and extremely manipulative/seductive, and knows exactly how to get what she wants from people. Of course, that charm has worn out on the other projects (oh well), but she still tries every so often. She works in her own interests, not really concerned with the missions, but not really concerned with the outside world. She sticks with the government for now because they give her the best rewards. If someone else entices her with better offers, then she'll switch to help herself. Obviously, she can be extremely vain, but the people who manage to get close to her earn her kindness and her friendship-- something not to be taken lightly. She finds humans interesting, and will study them long before she chooses to kill them. She has a fondness for the ocean, and for music especially. People say that she has the voice of an angel-- again, another part of how she was made.

SEXUALITY: Although she'll woo anyone to get what she wants, she's heterosexual.

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: For... at least, as long as they keep her satisfied.

OTHER: Nope.

PROJECT NAME: Project Cerberus

HUMAN ALIAS: Leila Chase

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE: 16

APPEARANCE: Leila looks as though she’s not a threat to anyone, small and fragile, which tends to anger her. She has long, wait length black hair, which is often kept in a low ponytail, standing out against her pale skin. She stands at about 4'8" and quite an average body. She has auburn eyes, almost golden. When she’s not in her combat suit, she’ll wear almost any clothing that she feels comfortable in, such as jeans, button up shirt, belt, whatever she can throw together but she’ll never wear a dress or put on make up. She does like to wear bright colours, thinking they draw too much attention. Leila also wears a dog collar, to remind herself she cannot run away that easily even if she wishes too.

PERSONALITY: Despite how innocent Leila can look, she is a fierce, cunning and short-tempered girl. She’ll make herself look sweet and adorable to lure in her prey, she’ll complain about it but still gets the job done. If there’s anything Leila likes to do in her spare time, it’s sleeping or daydreaming. She often uses an ‘outer character’ around people she doesn’t know or have nothing to do with her work. She’ll act like a warm-hearted, innocent young girl when acting like her true self, she’ll become impolite and rude though loyal and true to her word, well most of the time. She doesn’t have much reasoning for sticking with the government; she just felt it was best to do so. She could care less about humans, if she could she’d kill them all off but because of how she was made, she cannot; she is like a dog, loyal and follows her masters commands, most of the time but only under strong reasoning will she disobey an order. She love to have alone time in large areas, such as a forest and sing to herself, she has a decent singing voice. Not horrible yet not like an angel.

SEXUALITY: Straight

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: For

OTHER: None

PROJECT NAME: Project Centaur

HUMAN ALIAS: Zecora Chamberlain

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE: 14

APPEARANCE: Zecora's dark hair falls down like a curtain of silk to the top of her waist, and occasionally she will wear it in a loose ponytail. They somehow compliment the brown, innocent eyes of wisdom. Her eyes are probably the most attractive aspect of her appearance, however, they show that she is very self-consious of her appearence. She doesn't care much for makeup, and likes to keep a normal look to avoid attention, and when she walks around in the park, she doesn't like people looking at her, she'd rather camouflage with the grass. Her sun-kissed skin and slender body go well with her lime-green spaghetti-strap top and camo-colored skirt, stained with grass green from lying in the grass.

PERSONALITY: Zecora is rather self-consious of her appearance, although she doesn't like to wear fancy or stylish clothing because she likes to lie in the grass, and she thinks they are too much of a hassle. The clothes are very expensive and time-consuming to pick them out, and then wash out stains from the grass. Although she is kind natured and cares for the enviorment, when angered, she starts to shut down, and when especially angered, she starts to be unpleasant and cocky. These situations are very rare, though, however they have happened before. If there was something Zecora would say she liked, it would probably be lying in the middle of nowhere in the grass, sleeping, and stargazing at dusk. She takes friendship very seriously, however, most of her friends are flowers and plants and sometimes she will simply sit next to them and talk to them for about an hour or so. Then she will move on, and if she is not assigned a mission, she will spend the whole day talking to plants as if they were people. However, she detests missions and avoids having to attack people. Usually her way of killing people is asking kindly to a poisonous mushroom if she could borrow some deadly poison and sneak into the person's home or office and poison their coffee or tea.

SEXUALITY: Straight

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: For, as long as they let her talk to the plants without insulting her.

OTHER: Zecora wears a chain necklace that she ties dead plants to, and when there is no more room for tying, she takes them all off, buries them, and starts to cry. She's weird. 0.-

DEBOTM: Accepted, but please read the rules. I had asked that the profiles be posted in the OOC section first.

PROJECT NAME: Project Nemean Lion

HUMAN ALIAS: Flynn Mueller

GENDER:

APPARENT AGE: 17

APPEARANCE: Now you'd expect someone with the powers of fire to look firey (As in, be a ginger/redhead, and have a sort of rash look to them in general), but surprisingly, Flynn doesn't look anything like somebody with the powers of fire, other than his dark, cold, almost red but not really red eyes. Unfortunately for him, he was actually manufactured to intimidate people and stop them dead in their tracks long enough for Flynn to take them down. Flynn has dark brown, short but not super short hair that is slightly spiky. He is at least 6'2 (Tall lol), and is halfway between skinny and normal weighted. He's most frequently seen with his combat suit on. But when he doesn't want to wear it/isn't wearing it, Flynn tends to go typical guy fashion- Jeans, T-shirts, sweatshirts, etc. Although the outfit that isn't his battle suit that he does wear quite a bit consists of jeans, a light black raincoat over a gray t-shirt, and sneakers.

PERSONALITY: Flynn is a rather intelligent, and quiet guy. His height and air of silence has made it quite hard for most people who aren't projects to accept him, as just his height and the air he gives off makes it difficult for people to really get along with him. Due to this, Flynn has grown rather untrusting and somewhat cruel toward people. Nonetheless, he does have some kindness and mercy in him, so he won't attack little children or extremely helpless people. This doesn't stop him from using his fire to slaughter trackers from the government, or annoying men who despise him and try to kill him. This is why he hates the government and chooses to oppose it. Perhaps if somebody actually is kind to him, maybe he might actually warm up and begin to change from cruel to more open toward people. But until then, he will probably just remain the way he is. Flynn is also a pretty hard worker who works hard at everything he does. He's the type of guy who likes to finish what he starts.

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual.

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: Against. I'm the type who is always willing to play the roles nobody else plays.

OTHER: Not much else.

PROJECT NAME: Project Hydra

HUMAN ALIAS: Volos Clive (Volos is his first name, for clarification)

GENDER: Male

APPARENT AGE: 17

APPEARANCE: He is slightly above average height and has average weight for his size, a good six feet tall and 160 pounds. His hair is well kept and a deep blueish black, but it must be well kept for it is so long it goes down his back, stopping just above his butt. His eyes are an emerald green that show the true kindness in his heart, regardless of how cold he acts. He also likes to make his own jewelry and is often seen wearing a wide array of necklaces and bracelets made of beads of varying shade of blue and patterned swirls. He likes to remain well dressed while out and about, keeping his usual deep blue color scheme.

PERSONALITY: He is very calm and collected, though he often appears rather intimidating to others. He is often kind and generous and will often sell his jewelry at discounted prices or for free if someone can't afford some. But, he is a bit of a kleptomaniac, and will often pickpocket or steal anything that happens to catch his eye. Usually small trinkets and odd things.His high intelligence keeps him from getting caught.

SEXUALITY: Homosexual (because someone had to)

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: Against, he felt too restricted working for the government, not to mention he isn't fond of fighting.

OTHER: He has his own apartment. He pays off most the rent by working at a bookstore, for he is less likely to steal things there and selling your own jewelry isn't that profitable.

PROJECT NAME: Project Medusa

HUMAN ALIAS: Melissa Carter

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE: 13

APPEARANCE: Melissa wasn't created to stand out - after all, if it's her summoned spirits and ghosts etc playing a part in battle, she needs to be able to stand back and keep command over them without being attacked herself. As a result Melissa has fairly boring dark brown hair going just past her shoulders, with a fringe that she can shake and cover her murky brown eyes with, like a security blanket. You could say everything about Melissa is average - she's of exactly average height for a 13 year old, and exactly average weight too, all to make her blend in more with the masses and not draw attention to herself. Interestingly, Melissa doesn't exactly enjoy this plainness, however, which is why she's thrilled at the fact her combat suit is highlighted in purple - if she could, she'd keep the suit and the glow on all day to make herself stand out, but she grudgingly accepts the fact that it wouldn't be a brilliant idea for her to do this. She does, however, usually wear the gloves, in order to prevent herself accidently sucking the life out of anything. And, in her own words, leaving a trail of dead leaves or whatever behind you as you absentmindedly trail your hand along a hedge isn't the best way to cut off a trail leading to you. For the rest of her clothing style, she tends to stick to a combination of jeans, trainers and plain t-shirts, although they're often covered up with a jacket or something similar.

PERSONALITY: Sticking with the 'do not draw attention to yourself' thing, Melissa is a very quiet girl. Not shy, not at all - she still has to communicate with people, after all, whether they be allies or targets. However, she won't ever be the conversation starter, and will simply sit there silent until she's pulled into a discussion or activity of some sort. When you get her talking, you'll find she's a pleasant enough girl, however she can be rather blunt sometimes, in an instictive attempt to drive people away from her. She'll often realise what's she's done or said, however, and apologise for her actions. A lot. After something like this, she'll often go off on a rant or a ramble, mostly to herself. Melissa does this 'talking to herself' thing during other moments as well, not just when she's alone. She'll often pass it off as 'talking to the spirits' or whatever, but really? She is actually just talking to herself, the one person she can't ever drive away. It seems like Melissa's not up to much, but when she's doing her spirit thing, she goes to a whole new level, being a commander and taking no prisoners. She can easily make strategic desicions in these moments and pull them off effectivly, co-operating with whoever or whatever she's summoned effectivly. Some of these aspects remain when she alone, such as the strategic planning, but it will generally take her a little longer to think things through before pulling them off.

SEXUALITY: Straight

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: Against.

OTHER: You'd expect Melissa, being based on a priestess, to be rather religious - but she actually has no faith whatsoever, being brought up to believe in science and its power. She is rather fond of snakes though, though she hasn't managed to get a pet one yet (much to her dispointment), due to the fact that she has no 'base', as you may call it, and moves around all the time.

I declare this Role Play OPENED!

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Zephyr turned over in her fancy bed with a groan and a curse, opening her eyes and giving a muffled yawn. She was not a morning person. Far from it, in fact. She absolutely loathed getting out of bed after a night out on the town, full of drinking, partying, and dancing until the wee hours of the morning. But she had to, because of her job. Her job for the government kept her living in a posh townhouse in the government complex, it kept her wearing fancy clothes, driving a sweet car, and partying whenever she wanted. In short, she was spoiled rotten. Of course, if anyone were to offer a better deal than that, she would ditch the government in a heartbeat. But alas, nothing better had come her way-- not yet, at least.

She went to her bathroom and took a quick shower before readying herself for another long day. She spent an hour just getting ready, doing her hair and makeup with precise love and care, admiring herself in the mirror every once in a while. Gosh, she was beautiful. She blew herself a kiss, then turned on her heel and got dressed. She would only wear name brands, like Chanel, Gucci, Coach, etc. She chose a burgundy halter top and a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, flaunting her figure and her good looks. Yup, she was definitely the most vain project that had been created. She walked to the main building after she finished primping, creating a soft breeze that would whip her hair perfectly and make the male workers oggle her. She chuckled mentally and thought, "Stupid boys. I guess they don't know I'm a man-eater..."

(hopefully, this makes sense)

Melissa knew that her morning would be different to those of the people waking up inside a government-alloted apartment. Very different. At least they HAD an apartment - today, Melissa was waking up inside a little box of a flat that had the bare essentials and not much besides. Still, as long as it had a bed, Melissa was happy. Food and other things she could work on later, but if she didn't have a bed, and therefore not a good nights sleep, she wasn't going to be at all ready for the day. Sighing, Melissa got up and ran a hand through her hair in a vain attempt to comb it. Of course, it didn't really do much - her hair fell the same way as always, brown and flat and just plain average. "Well Melissa, I wonder what exciting things are going to happen in your life today?" She muttered to herself as she got dressed, pulling on her combat suit gloves as the final touch before picking up her bag of things that she had been carrying religiously. Heh, religiously. "Oh, the irony." Melissa muttered as she made sure she had everything. Of course she did. She lived out of this little bag, hardly ever unpacking in case she decided to make a quick move. It would be so much easier if she had her own, private place, but it was kinda hard to pick up anything major when you looked thirteen... once again ignoring this little fault in her life, Melissa headed out of the trashed, abandonded flat, made her way down the stairs and out into the streets, clutching her bag like her life depended on it.

Hey, maybe it did.

"Five more minutes..." Could be heard from the small form, curled up in the sheets of decent sized bed. She may be with the government and able to get whatever she wanted, but Leila only found the sheet of the bed and food she got was enough. With a loud groan, she sluggishly rolled out of the bed. As she trudged her way to her bathroom to take a shower, she took a glance at the clock. "Why must I get up so early?" She was use to this by now though, getting up early, doing her job, not getting to sleep till late. She had too. She was working for the government, whether she liked it or not. After spending at least seven or so minutes in the shower, she clothed herself in whatever she could find, which happened to an white dress shirt that didn’t fit her small figure, black jean shorts and a pair of flat thigh high boots along with a dark colored collar around her neck. Leila hadn't even bothered to brush her hair before making her way towards the main building while she played with her messy hair before trying to tie her hair as she walked. She through workers, if any in her way she simply averted them in a swift manner since they most seemed to be staring at something.

Volos rather ungracefully rolled out of his bed into his messy one-room apartment that he works ever-so-hard to keep. He slowly sat up and looked around his apartment, still not fully awake. His little apartment was covered with bits of jewelry making supplies, one must be careful not to step on a stray bead and hurt oneself. He spotted his closet where he keeps all of his fine clothing, after all one mustn't show up to work in dingy clothing. He slowly went over to his closet on got dressed. A plain light blue tee underneath a stunning deep blue jacket embroidered with lighter blue waves made of sequins topped off with a pair of light blue pants that match his tee. Just add some of his own hand-made necklaces and bracelets and now you're talking! Now all he needed was to get something in his stomach to start him off. He scrounged around in his mini-fridge and found a small one-serving container of chocolate yogurt. He figured that would do and promptly ate it. Feeling much better now that he had some sort of sugary substance in his bloodstream, he set out onto the sidewalk and began to make his way down to the quaint little bookstore where he earns most of his money.

PROJECT NAMEroject Centaur

HUMAN ALIAS:Hannah Wilson

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE:16

APPEARANCE:Humanark brown wavey hair with blond streak at the front right of her face,she has crystal blue eyes and is slim. she also has a nicely shaped face.Project:light brown horshoes with dark brown coat, her tail is light brown in moonlight and golden in sunlight.

PERSONALITY:She is shy but can make friends easily if she tries, she is very strong and brave and has a golden bow and arrows.

SEXUALITY: Straight

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: for at least if they take care of the enviroment.

OTHER:She does not know who her parents are. :furawatchi:

TheInsaneOrange: We already have a project Centaur, and you clearly did not read the rules. Your form has been rejected.

Zephyr was pretty much in and out of the government office, her work assignment the same as it was every other day: track the rebels and take no prisoners. That also meant her kin who had turned from the government. She inwardly sighed, shaking her head as a result of her thoughts. In her opinion, fighting against the government was a stupid idea. They had the money, they made the rules, they had the power. Plus, they gave good rewards to those who did their jobs well. Zephyr prided herself in that. She looked at the paper in her hands and observed some tips that they had received from anonymous sources. It gave hints to where the other projects might be at, and luckily none of them seemed too far away.

Melissa had been walking for about ten minutes, careful not to crash into anyone or anything so she'd have to stop and therefore end up drawing attention to herself, when hunger rose up inside her and hung on, clawing and nagging and refusing to let go. Sighing, Melissa moved over into an alcove and dug in her pockets, searching for money. Hm. She couldn't be bothered to count up the exact ampunt of change she had, but it was definitely enough to get her some food. With new determination, Melissa set off again, this time scanning the streets for somewhere she could pick up food, of any kind. Eventually she spotted a place that seemed to be quite popular, and headed in there to go with the flow. Act like the masses, draw less attention to yourself. Before getting in the queue, however, she 5oil the time to scope the place out for potential escape routes, eventually deciding the toliets would be the best place to go... Ew. Melissa quickly muttered her order - a coffee and one of those sausage roll things there, thanks - and paid before sitting down near the toliets. As much as she wanted to stuff it in and go, she made herself go slowly, continally checking the front door.

(Sorry for not posting, guys)

Flynn silently climbed out of his bed, not really caring what time it was, not bothering to look at the analog glow-in-the-dark clock on the wall. He walked over to the curtains, and then slid them aside, so he could look outside. Daylight flooded into the dark room, and poured onto Flynn's face. Blinking his eyes uncomfortably against the light, Flynn turned around, and went to get dressed into his normal clothing. Today would be another day worth of leading rebels against the government, as usual. Walking into the kitchen, he got himself a nice wholegrain bagel and some cream cheese. Spreading the cream cheese on the bagel, he stared outside the kitchen window, thinking. Beginning to eat his bagel, he couldn't help but wonder if the government could ever be overthrown, especially with the number of projects on the government's side. Halfway done with his bagel, he went up to go make some coffee.

PROJECT NAME: Project Sphinx

HUMAN ALIAS: Selene Deluna

GENDER: Female

APPARENT AGE: 18

APPEARANCE: Despite the fact that she has (as she was told) the powers of light, Selene doesn't have the imagined hair colour of white; no, quite the opposite. Since white would probably stand out, Selene was manufactured with black hair - just longer than shoulder-length and cut into layers. Selene herself would prefer it much shorter, but they said no. She doesn't do much with her hair - usually just leaving it down and in a mess. There isn't really much of Selene's appearance that is out of the ordinary, apart, of course, from her very-light-brown-basically-yellow eyes. Her eyes are really, probably, the only "colourful" thing about her, compared to her pale skin and tendancy to dress in grayscale colours. She prefers the inside to the outside and burns quite easily, which is probably the reason her skin is pale. Selene is slightly taller than most girls, with a slim, graceful figure.

Her clothes are mainly what is provided by the goverment; a fitted white teeshirt and a pair of black jeans, or if she's feeling adventurous, a black skirt. She has a pair of black glasses - the result of reading too much.You've probably realised by now that Selene doesn't care much about looking her best, favoring plain, natural things more than artificial, fake things.

PERSONALITY: Like her appearance, Selene is quite a plain girl. It seems like what you see is what you get. A wise, somewhat stubborn girl, Selene is usually left inside to do whatever she likes by the government - as long as she does whatever they want her to do when they need her. People "trust" her naturally; she's always there, inside, and there seems like there are no surprises from her. Being quite a blunt and frank person, she isn't admired or respected by many - or even liked by many. She won't say that black is white just because someone wants it to be. Selene has a strong distinction between right and wrong -- there is no "gray" inbetween for her. Selene is someone who goes with logic, not heart.

But inside her "shell", there is a girl with feeling. She tries to make out she can't feel, simply because she doesn't want to know the devestation of humans, she wants to make out its perfect. Selene was manufactured with no social experience with humans, after all, she was manufactured mainly to give advice. She is self-conscious and she wants to look "nice". She just doesn't know how to go about it. She has closed herself in with books and information - just so she feels that life is easy and just plain straight logic. It isn't.

SEXUALITY: ... She was manufactured with no sexuality, and still doesn't know. She hasn't tried to feel love, and nor does she want to.

FOR OR AGAINST GOVERNMENT: For. Simply because they have the "upper hand" at the moment, and she has a home with books and information.

OTHER: She doesn't know many people apart from who she sees "inside". She's a slight perfectionist at most -- she likes things to be in order and clean.

((Sorry about the double post. Just don't want this RP to die. :x ))

Selene sat up on her bed, sighing. Another day. The white sheets on the bed were crumpled and untidy -- she had probably had a nightmare. Not that she ever remembered them; they were just faint glimpses back to when she was made. Terrifying, she would guess, from the state of the sheets. She sighed and got up on her bare feet. The white curtains were already drawn and clothes laid out for her on the wicker basket. The room was more or less tidy apart from her and the bed. She wandered over to the bathroom, grabbing her clothes and a towel for a quick shower and brush of the teeth. Closing the door of the bathroom, she gazed at herself in the mirror. Disheveled hair, untidy pajamas - she shook her head and dragged her fingers through her hair, straightening her pajamas and forcing a smile. Not much better. She grimaced and got in the shower.

10 minutes later, Selene was on her way to the library. With an apple in her hand and clean clothes on, she felt much better. They'd chosen a striped black and white tshirt and black jeans today, with black pumps. They meaning the maids, of course. The maids knew she didn't care much about clothes, so, for most of the days, they chose clothes for her. With an exception, no doubt, of when she had a field assignment. Giving an absentminded nod at the passing people, she realized that her life was probably better than most of the other "projects". She had a pristine room, food and a library. Most of that was mainly because she was a project, but she was also the, er, cleverer of the Projects. They knew she could create havoc in this building quite easily, with her light powers and knowledge. She was quite "superior" to these humans. Hm. She liked that thought.

Zephyr was already leaving when she saw Selene approach. "What the heck is she wearing!?" The siren's mind screamed, not only feeling appalled, but actual pity. Really, who would want to go around looking so plain all the time? Then again, the others seemed to be made plain. Wait, that was good. It meant she was the most beautiful! She slowed down as she approached the girl, a thoughtful look crossing her face. She shook it off, however, deciding that if the girl wasn't smart enough to realize her own fashion faux pas, she wouldn't ever get it. She needed to get her nose out of those books!

She crossed to the back gate of the government complex, then eased right through, the guards staring at her as if they were in a trance. No matter how many times humans saw her, her beauty stunned them. Her heels clicked against the sidewalk as she left the complex, then took a cab to the main part of the city. She loved the skyscrapers and cathedrals, their tips reaching up to the clouds, like the fingers of the city were claiming the skies. It was a beautiful sight, and Zephyr longed to be up there. She could use a good fly.

Shaking those thoughts away, she climbed out of the cab and walked down the street, heading to the shopping district. So this wasn't where she would find the other projects; big deal. She believed that it was always good to give oneself a treat before and after work, to give incentive to get the job done. Besides, there were new purses in the Coach store, and she had to get one-- if not all of them. Fashion and having fun were her two missions in life.