lonely hide and seek -- o, lost

[guts]

"Daddy?"

The word is spoken into the warm air, carried along the breeze and fading into the distance. There's no reply to the meek voice, and stones jab into small paws as she treks on. The sun is setting, delving down towards the horizon, and she's still horribly lost. Anxiety ties her stomach into knots. In her young mind, every shadow suddenly turns into something evil lurking after her, looming over like hungry beasts. She would have rather been back home, curled up at her father's side as they ate before settling in for the night. The thought she might be stuck out there when darkness fell only made her grow more frantic.

Her legs hurt, and she knew she had been walking for a while. "Daddy! Where are you?" she calls, then stops as the trees turn into plains, land stretching out just like it did at her home. Hope flickered in her chest, though it was quickly diminished as she caught the scent. It didn't smell like them. Not only that, it seemed like other animals were around, too. She could smell them, their scents heavy in the air.

Defeated and tired, the serval kit settled for taking shelter in a bush, her light fur barely hidden against the green underbrush. Tears stung at the corner of her eyes, lip quivering as she tried to accept the fact she may never get home. She wanted to see her dad, to see Mr. Shiro again. But ultimately she was stuck there, weeping softly.

"SPEECH"

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[align=center][div style="width: 420px; font-family: Verdana; color: black; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; line-height: 110%; "]A great number of children, worrying was such, the thought so many had become separated or lost those who should care for one so young, had wandered upon this land, they counted amongst the number for they still were a child in heart and body. It was strange to feel the swell of worry and tender care towards those lost ones, seeking to protect and nurture for it was lacking in their own life, something within them yearning to see any child smile and happy, allowed their childhood.

The voice carried on the wind, soft as it was they had become attuned to the voices who seemed lost and confused, seeking a place to stay, their attention quickly turning to it. Young, all too young to be walking alone within an unfamiliar land. Art moved quickly, abandoning their pry task, little more than patrol about the edge of the border, their rolling gait making progress somewhat slow. “Hello?” Softly they called when they found a light scent mingling with the deeper which signified the Ascended, unfamiliar and almost buried yet the faint traces where enough to bring them closer.

Golden and black. They knew of no such plant which held those colours, nor which seemed so small and scared. Slowly now they approached, pressing as low to the ground as their bulky body would allow them, inching closer in hopes to not startle Sakaris. “You're okay, I'm a friend, I won't hurt you,” keeping their tone soft they allowed a small smile to curl their lips, reaching a paw out for her to take if she so desired.

[Suiteheart]

SUITE
HEART

Children that became lost always worried Suiteheart. She considered herself a mother before everything else now, and it always made her nervous when a child wandered off. They were too small, too inexperienced with the world. Most children saw good in everything too, and while that wasn't a bad thing, it could prove dangerous. Not everyone that walked the earth was kind or welcoming. Luckily, Sakaris had landed herself in the Ascendants; this group took care of all that wandered over their borders.

The tiny voice that was coupled with an unfamiliar scent drew her near. She had heard rumors of different groups popping up not too terribly far from the main four, but she had yet to venture out to see them. The white feline made a mental note to do so, but she had more pressing matters to deal with. Atreus had beat her to the lost child, but she was happy it had been them - they seemed like a very kind soul.

"Have you made a new friend?" the Admiral questioned, voice gentle as she came to stand beside her fellow Ascendant. Baby blue eyes peered into the bush, where she could scarcely make out the form of the baby serval. "Are you lost, darling?"

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[guts]

The words that broke the silence made her jolt where she was laid, startled. Her eyes dart around before settling on the stranger beyond the bush she hid herself in, studying them closely with baby blue eyes. They didn't seem to be hostile or have any cruel intentions, and being the trusting child she was, she slowly inched her way out. The soothing tone of voice helped, and soon she was standing meekly in front of them, only now noticing there were two of them there. She takes a deep breath, trying her best to offer them both a shaky smile. First impressions were everything.

"Um, h-hello," Sakaris says quietly, studying them. At Suite's question, she nods, sniffling and wiping at her eye with a paw. "Yeah. I was with my daddy, but then I got lost," she's hoping they could tell her where she was. It would have been reassuring to at least know the name of where she was at, since the scent markings were there. This must have been a clan of some sort.

"SPEECH"

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[| AGENT WASHINGTON |]

He didn't do well with children. It wasn't that he disliked them, he just didn't know how to interact with any of them. The last time he had to interact with someone younger than him and was considered a child was his own sisters. That was years ago though. Since he had joined the military he only managed to interact with those in a military sense and with those that were older than he was anyway. He knew how to act like a soldier and nothing else, as it had been drilled into him anyway. The Freelancer didn't have a lot of experience in dealing with children in the field anyway. He wasn't one that worked with feelings well now either. He preferred not having to interact with really anyone that he came across. Fighting in the war meant that most of the families were evacuated before they could get into the crossfire. Having spaceships that were willing to take refugees really helped after all.  Washington only ever really had to deal with the enemies that were trying to kill them and nothing more and nothing less.

The Freelancer now as less prone to deal with children out of the fact that he didn't know how to address them. Carolina would probably be better suited even if she was more stubborn and aggressive than he was at the moment. Washington had overheard voices on his daily patrol, and the lion-sized smilodon began to make his way over. He recognized two of the faces that were there and there was a small animal underneath a bush. Washington kept himself a good distance away as he knew that his looks were certainly intimidating with a helmet and armor on an already large animal. He also didn't like to get physically close to others either. Washington blinked his golden gaze as he listened to the animal say that they were looking for their father. "Are you going to send a search party out for the child's father?" The Freelancer would question Suiteheart, since she was the highest ranked out of all of them. The smilodon didn't seem to quell the child's worry about her current situation, although he did turn his helmet covered head as he looked at her. "Uhh hey there." Was all the awkward soldier could get out as means of reassurance. "speech"

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Tags | Updated 06/26/18:

GENERAL:
★ AGENT WASHINGTON | WASH, WASHINGTON, DAVID | MALE
★ Heterosexual
★ 3 years | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Ascendants |  Regular member | Freelancer, Former Human

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Agent Washington always wears his armor and never takes it off. Which means no one knows what his face actually looks like.
★ He hates being called any sort of nickname, preferring for his full name to be used when addressing him. He will constantly state so, as its just how he's used to being talked to.
★ Agent Washington suffers from insomnia and auditory/visual hallucinations. 
★ The armor that he wears is extremely tough, there are some spaces in between the armor, but if someone were to hit his armor it would not break.
★ Due to his experience when he was a human, he prefers working alone and not counting on others to help him in a bad situation.
★ Washington will not trust your character. No matter how nice they are. He will not tell them anything until getting to know them.
★ His current goal is to turn himself back into a human, as he doesn't want to be a cat forever. Because of this goal, he is less likely to offer assistance to the groups.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ARMORED SLATE GREY SMILODON FATALIS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
580lbs. Agent Washington is a species of Smilodon, roughly the size of a lion. Washington is different compared to most Smilodons due to the strange coloration of his fur. That being a dark slate grey compared to the regular tawny of a simple smilodon. There are faint spots that are visible around his back legs, but only when the light hits it in a specific way. Not only that, but Agent Washington wears titanium alloy armor, making it extremely durable for taking hits and can be used as a means of bashing an enemy. The armor color itself is slightly lighter than that of his actual fur color. He wears a chest plate, that covers his chest and half of his back. Then there are shoulder plates that cover his shoulders and his arms protecting the front half of his body. There is a gap between the shoulder plate and the rest of the arm plate of his armor. His shoulder plate is a yellow, making it stand out from the slate grey armor he wears. Washington also wears a Spartan Helmet resembling that seen in the Halo series. The visor is a reflective gold and having a yellow line going down the middle of the helmet. While he wears armor, one doesn't notice the extreme amount of scars that cover his body, that has transferred from the time that he was a human. Scars ranging from those made by knives, bullets, and blunt trauma. Since his armor doesn't cover the lower half of his body (flank, and back legs), several scars can be seen uncovered in that area. Even though no one has seen his face, if someone were to see his face, his eyes are a deep gold color with blue wrapping around his pupil. The blue is a result of the trauma from a failed AI implantation when he was human. There is a scar on the back of his neck that branches out almost like a lightning bolt, and its barely visible as his helmet hides the majority of said scars. Being a Smilodon means that he has long incisors, but it seems for some reason someone had filed down his incisors, making them useless unless he can put enough force into the blow. However, since he wears his helmet, its impossible for him to use his fang to attack. Leaving his powers and paws as the only offensive means.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Once being immature, goofy, and charismatic, Washington was changed completely after the implantation of a computer inside of his head that nearly caused him his death. He is a soldier and hasn't been anything but a soldier in his life, making sure to follow the rules as much as possible. He believes loyalty is everything, and unless given a reason to he will not betray anyone. He is extremely serious and will work himself to exhaustion before trying to relax. Thinking that he must be prepared for everything that will be thrown at it. He prefers to be alone, but that just puts more stress on his head due to the factor that his mental stability is almost nonexistent. Washington is an expert when it comes to regular military strategies, and he almost knows nothing of the clans and how they work. In his mind, he is only on an alien planet and they potentially did something to him. He knows that he needs to get back to the project once the ship had crashed, but now he is actually in a different world. His only plan is to figure out a way to find his goal, and if that means he has to kill anyone in his way to get the information he will do just such. Washington suffers from different lapses of hallucinations and this can be easy for him to snap toward others in a violent manner. Being a soldier, if all else fails he will use violence at his full extent.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Air Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Earth Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ Fire Elementals (Not Discovered)
★ X-Ray vision (Not Discovered)
★ Teleportation (Not Discovered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend
★ Physically extreme | Mentally easy | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in by tagging account
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

[Suiteheart]

SUITE
HEART

"Ah, there she is," the white feline smiled as Sakaris slowly emerged from her hiding place. The poor child, while sporting a smile of her own, still appeared worried and fragile. The Admiral didn't blame her; she would be just as scared at that age. "I'm Suiteheart. You can call me Suite though. What's your name?"

Her jaws parted to say more, but Washington arrived and was asking questions himself. "Yeah, something like that. We've had a few kiddos stumble onto your lands before, and we always send a little patrol with them to guide them back home." There had been an instance like this not too long ago with Clementine - from Snowbound, if she were remembering everything correctly.

Returning her attention to Sakaris, she said, "This is the Ascendants." She was unsure if the child might know about their group, but it was worth a shot, wasn't it? "Can I ask what group you and your dad belong to? Me and my friends wouldn't mind walking you home, honey."

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