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@nedakhs
Kidagakash. Call her Kida.
Current princess of Atlantis, ancient technologically advanced city that sunk beneath the waves thousands of years ago.
Yes, she was there. Yes, she remembers it. Sorta.
Badass supreme, is completely willing to 1v1 you if challenged.
If it’s a Romance language, she can speak it.
Glowing blue crystal aesthetic.
Was bonded to a super-powered crystal battery for a bit, but it turned out okay.
Hope you got answers, cause she’s got questions.
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▹ @nedakhs.
THERE IS A FOREBODING set deep into the swath of trees, laced with a thick veil of mist that played home to many things, and none of them benevolent, as he quickly found. naught but the soft rustling of leaves to accompany his stride, carving through the fog like a knife, he relished in that unknown, and the opportunity to combat it with his bare hands. he needn’t his vast array of weaponry to stoke that fire, the very same that burned in every one of his people.
but perhaps, in this singular case, he had chosen a losing battle. no— it wouldn’t be a loss, it would be an end worthy of his kind; a warrior’s death. he did not weep nor hide from his adversary, he fought until the bitter end, for he refused to die on his knees. and so, disregarding the wounds tearing open his shoulder and calf, rivulets aglow of green creeping along his flesh, he made ready to meet the beast head-on. rolling his neck, he surged forward into a sprint as the monster did the same. it was bigger than him, but that did not sway his resolve.
strafing aside to avoid its bite, he met his conquest with a fierce thrust of his fist into its jaw and a sickening CRACK, sending it off its course. when it turned to correct itself, lunging at him, he seized it’s open maw with each hand. the impact forced him back momentarily, before he steeled himself, feet digging into the dirt and holding it at bay while attempting to urge it’s jaws further apart to spite the pain searing his own body.
this is NOTHING.
she was no stranger to the sounds of battle. thousands of years stretched behind her, and though atlantis was a land of peace, the long underground road that traversed towards the surface was not, and kida had fought many a strange and wild beast on its cracked surface. and so now, with the sound of roaring and stomping feet in the distant, she did not hesitate to cut through the heavy fog like a shark fin. her bare feet, silent on the mossy floor, gave no indication of her approach as she ran, hair flying behind her with her speed.
it was not until she reached the clearing and spotted the bright, emerald liquid scattered across the leaves and grass that she stopped, her feet steady as she crouched low, the tips of her fingers pressing against the dirt. her eyes flickered between the two fighting forms, from the strange scaled beast to the strange helmeted humanoid, both unfamiliar to her. despite not knowing what they were, however, it was easy to see who was losing, based on the open cuts and flowing bites on the humanoid. and yet. they seemed to be holding their own, bravely keeping the beast at bay. and so, with little hesitation, kida charged.
a sure-footed gait took her straight towards the two wrestling creatures, taking advantage of the distractions they had in each other to approach. her steps carried her with the smoothness of a warrior, and her legs bunched almost imperceptivity as, reaching the side of the beast, she leapt. her wooden knife, appearing in her hand, was wedged underneath the edge of a sharp scale, giving her leverage as she tightened her thighs around the beast’s sides, settling on its back. and then, with barely a flick of her wrist, the chipped-slate dagger she had yanked from her waist was plunged neatly into the beast’s neck, the scream of rage and pain it produced vibrating through kida’s chest. nevertheless, when she shouted to the humanoid, her voice was a clear and ringing snarl.
❝ NOW! ❞
You are a scholar, are you not? Judging from your diminished physique and large forehead, you are suited for nothing else.
Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001), dir. Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise
in such a grand-standing library with walls of text boasting a wide range of knowledge, at least one book was bound to contain information on the land itself. hence, all of those in reach and in relation to the topic, were pulled down from their shevles; a marked arm hooked around various sized tomes. but, v underestimates his strength and accidentally loses his footing on his way back to a table.
in the tumble, numerous books spilled over in waves of leather and paper, hitting the floor with loud thuds that echoed in the silence. v could feel many eyes draw to his person and the whispered gasps that followed suit as some texts had ended up in wish fountain’s basin. he efforts himself to stand with his cane, offering a shallow apology to those in ear-shot, ❛ that is … most unfortunate. ❜ // @nedakhs ━━ sc
honestly, she hadn't really remembered how she'd gotten there. she had been wandering, enjoying the shade the great trees of the forest had been bathing her in, when the building had surged into her view. she had barely thought before entering its doors, trailing her hands through the many streams its walls held, picking up books she could not read just to feel the paper underneath her fingers and inhale the musty smell of ink she had long-associated with milo thatch. he would have, kida thought, loved this place with the same passion she held for atlantis and its people.
she had ended up sitting on the lip of the fairy fountain in the library’s center, dipping her fingertips in the cool water, when the dramatic crash and thump reached her ears. her head turned just as a book slid to a gentle stop against her foot, and kida followed its path to its source: a young man on the floor, surrounded by fallen books. careful hands reached out to retrieve the tomes that had fallen in the fountain, placing them neatly on the marble rim before striding forward to kneel before the other.
❝ Accidents happen, yes? Think nothing of it. ❞ she offered an outstretched hand to the man, her smile gentle. ❝ Books can be rewritten. What is most important is the people who write them. ❞
With a confident smirk crossing his lips, the detective finally reveals the set of cards that’s tightly clasped within his hands just as his opponent does the same. “Looks like I win again.” As if on cue, the other quickly chimes in to ask for another rematch. “Ah, my apologies but I’ve actually got somewhere I need to be soon.” While that wasn’t true, it did succeed on getting the other player to move away from the notion—the fact that there wasn’t any money involved with their game likely aided with that as well. It’s right about then that he notices a young woman observing their table from a short distance.
“Oh, were you looking play a round?”
nedakhs ( kida )
a hand perched on her hip as kida watched the game play out before her silently, eyes flickering between the two hands with laser focus. it was clear to her that the goal was to collect certain cards in a certain order, though she had not observed long enough to parse out the exact rules. it was with regret that she watched the young man set down his last hand with a flourish and announce his win before gathering the cards neatly to signal the end of the game. she twisted her ankle to prepare to leave, however, before she could begin to walk, the boy’s voice made her pause. turning to look, kida couldn’t resist the urge to glance down at the cards in his hands curiously.
❝ I would not object to playing, if you would be willing to teach me the rules of such a game. ❞
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Now, this isn’t the first time he’s been dropped completely in the middle of nowhere but it is the first time he’s ever had to experience the heat and overall overwhelming sensory overload of being thrown into a dense jungle. The mosquitos are buzzing, the intense heat beats down on him and the sight of a volcano in the distance can’t help but feel worrying. What makes him most nervous, however, is the fact that in the distance he can hear and feel the giant footsteps of whatever animals seem to be making their way around. He doesn’t dare to venture out from behind the trees he takes shelter behind.
What catches his attention, however, is a girl wandering out from beyond the tall grass and toward him seemingly unafraid of…where ever they were supposed to be. As nervous as he is, Prompto steps out from where he hides and in a very loud attempt at a whisper as to not alert any attention does he call out to her, “Psssst!” Probably not his best attempt, but she seems to have heard him at least. “I’d be careful about walking around where ever…there’s like, so many things out there. Giant things too apparently.” Just as he says so, the ground beneath them once again starts to tremble.
“…See what I mean!?”
@nedakhs
kida tilted her head back, eyes closed and arms outstretched as she inhaled deeply. the air carried the smell of greenery and sunlight, and the soil and moss beneath her bare feet felt like the softest thing she’d ever felt. the smile that curved her lips was gentle and content, and the small sigh that escaped her was one of relief. no more concrete, no more glass buildings or smoking ‘cars’. the forest around her felt enough like home, like the gentle shade and cool stone paths of atlantis, that kida felt every muscle in her body slowly unlocking. even when the ground beneath her feet began to vibrate rhythmically in what could only be the footsteps of a giant beast, kida only opened her eyes and tilted her head forward, the corners of her mouth lifting further in excitement.
quick steps brought her out of the trees and tall grass that ringed the clearing before her, determined to find the source of the footsteps—until a whispered voice stopped her. kida’s feet stilled as she turned, ocean-gray eyes flickering through the underbrush for a moment before lighting on the boy that had just stepped from where he must have been hiding. it was immediately obviously that he was nervous, from the way his voice was lowered, to the cupped formation of his hand around his mouth. kida felt her smile renewing, except where before it had conveyed only excitement, now it held amusement.
❝ You do not want to find the source of the footsteps? But what if they are from something exciting? Would it not be worth it then? ❞
quickwits:
a smile. the phrase sounds completely foreign as she somewhat awkwardly articulates it back to him, in a way that seems like she grasps the concept, but it’s still too alien to wrap one’s mind fully around. however, it’s her rapt fascination that leon finds enjoyable. no matter how far the boy has come in understanding the mechanisms that make spirale work, he himself hasn’t lost that same curiosity that she possesses now. he understands it, in a sense, having hailed from a world that could not be more different than this one. “ yeah, that’s right. you can think of the sensor like an eye that sees. it tells the motor when to move. ” and as if on cue, another person walks through the moving doors in clear example. “ the motor’s sort of… the force that opens the doors. like a muscle maybe, you know, that pulls movement. ” he turns to her as she expresses what a very strange place this truly is, which is certainly an accurate assessment, ( though perhaps for more reasons than simply moving doors ) and asks what he thinks is already obvious. “ you didn’t have anything like this in your homeworld? ”
kida stepped aside as another person made their way through the entrance, her eyes never leaving them as the doors whooshed open once more. it was only after they had sealed closed again that her gaze wandered, trying to pick out the ‘sensor’ the other was talking about. bare feet treading lightly on the pavement, she side-stepped, tilting her head to try to see—and, ah. she spotted the small, bulbous black device atop the center of the doors, kida’s eyes lighting up at the discovery. she couldn’t help but whirl around to face the stranger again, a broad smile curling her lips as she pointed towards the device.
❝ It is that, yes? The ‘sensor’? Is it supposed to be so hidden? ❞ she turned once again, one hand cupping a crooked elbow as the other pressed a curled finger to her mouth as she studied the device. ❝ What is the point? Is it not supposed to be seen? But then, how would one know if the door will open for them or not? ❞ she wanted a closer look, but with the constant flow of people, she knew scaling the building would be tricky. however, at the other’s question, kida swiveled her neck back towards him.
❝ Atlantis has always relied on its crystals to power our technology, even before the time of the Mehbelmok. We have never needed devices such as ‘motors’. ❞
oceansborne:
the weather this particular day was reminiscent of where she had lived so long ago, along the rocky shores of the sea. hot, but pleasantly so, and more than bearable if one were to find themselves in the shade… or perhaps even the water. sen surely had not meant to intrude on the young woman, floating leisurely in the crystalline pond, but it was obvious that she had become aware of sen’s presence before sen had noticed hers. the other had been so kind as to extend an invitation of sorts into the water, and though the offer was tempting, sen found herself hesitating all the same.
“i fear i have not come dressed for such an occasion,” she replied. a flimsy excuse; should sen have desired it, her choice of attire did not matter when entering the water. and though this pond was safely tucked away beyond the notice of others, this woman was still a stranger– why should she risk imparting a secret on someone she did not trust?
instead, the mermaid drifted towards an outcropping of stones, nimbly climbing one to make herself comfortable on top. it was near enough to the water, however, to dip her feet in, and so she began to remove her boots. a brief soaking would not run any risks of transformation if she controlled herself. glancing back towards the other young woman, who appeared quite serene, she continued, “…though, perhaps you’d not mind if i dipped my feet in instead?”
it was a swirl of her arm and a deft kick of her leg that had kida upright again, her feet lazily swaying beneath her as she treaded water. for the first time, she had a good look at the other woman, and kida tilted her head slightly in interest. the princess still had little exposure to people outside of atlantis, and the woman’s clothes had peaked her curiosity; the flowing coat, the necklace of round orbs, the high black boots. she remembered, vaguely, that the people of atlantis had once worn clothes more similar to this woman’s, but it had been millennia since then, and so the sight intrigued her. her hair, different from any kida had seen before, was beautiful, the same shade as audrey’s but with the flowing, silken quality of helga’s. all in all, the woman was something entirely new to kida, and she wanted a closer look
as the other stepped carefully from rock to rock to come closer to the pool’s edge, kida kicked forward, her arms moving smoothly with practiced ease as she brought herself to meet her. even as the other woman removed her boots to submerge her feet in the cool water, kida folded her arms on the flat rock beside her, chin resting on her crossed wrists.
❝ Who am I to stop you? ❞ she asked, her tone light and teasing as kida treaded her legs slowly. ❝ This pond is plenty large enough for the both of us, yes? ❞
mvrderbot:
murderbot felt like jumping out of its own skin from sheer discomfort when someone unexpectedly bumped into it; its body visibly tensed up regardless of the fact that the touch hadn’t been forceful or hostile in any way. why did humans have to…do that? why weren’t they more aware of where they were going- especially in a place like this city? ugh. it decided to stop the ‘why did humans [insert bizarre behavior here]?’ train of thought prematurely, since it was a question with an infinite amount of equally as frustrating and stupid answers. instead, a new question presented itself as he watched the human lift a bright crystalline shard on her necklace. it was - well, it looked like it was flashing, for some reason. and apparently, it wasn’t some kind of fashion trend- since she seemed just as surprised about it. further adding to its confusion was the phrasing of her question. was the crystal reacting to it?
well, it hated that possibility.
“ … i - am the technology. ” murderbot answered, a bit warily - mostly focused on the strange reactions of the necklace. it didn’t know much about geology, but it was fairly certain that wasn’t exactly common…and strange crystals tended to make it feel a bit more on-edge lately. it tilted its head slightly; she must have been taken from someplace where this type of technology wasn’t common. ( thinking about other universes was still…unsettling to it, but something it had come to accept that it would likely do on a daily basis. ) figuring that the idea of a bot or ai construct was likely not a concept in her world, murderbot made a hesitant, vague motion to its arms - where the most mechanical “augmentation” was visible.
“ …do…you know what a robot or an artificial construct is? “ that would probably be a better point to jump off - and less…personal. general enough to alleviate the fact that it was talking about itself to a stranger. ( not that it would be giving out schematics about its model or anything, but still - anything personal made its skin crawl. ) “ and …why is your accessory…doing that? ” there was probably a simple explanation it could have come up with - if it believed that there was one. everything was overly complicated here, and it hated everything about it.
robot—artificial construct—the words were inherently unfamiliar to kida, but it only made her more curious as she murmured them to herself, the syllables rolling over her tongue in careful enunciation. a curled knuckle was lifted to tap against her chin, her lips moving almost soundlessly as she recited atlantean words to herself, flipping through the vocabulary she knew in an attempt to cross-reference their meanings. construct implied something built, or that did build, though the other word remained a mystery even after several seconds. even with the base of atlantean vocabulary, kida could not find a word that corresponded. and so she raised her gaze again to the other, dropping her hand from her face as she leaned forward.
sea-grey eyes squinted at the stranger, traveling from its face down to the metal sides of its neck before flickering down to the strange configuration of its arms. she had not noticed the chromatic surfaces, before, so caught up in the lights and the pulsing of her crystal. but, now, she looked. their was a gleam in her eyes of growing curiosity, and she could not help but reach out her hand to press her fingertips briefly against that warm metal. ❝ I know what ‘artificial’ is, and I believe I understand ‘construct’, ❞ she murmured, tapping its arm gently before withdrawing. ❝ Though I am not familiar with the term ‘robot’. ❞ it was with a smile, however, that she looked back up to the other.
❝ But you are a machine, are you not? Like the Leviathan, the great beast that guards the entrance to Atlantis! And if that is true, then... ❞ kida trailed off, attention diverted as her hands flew to her crystal, lifting it from the curve of her throat with one hand while cupping it protectively with the other. moving it close to her mouth, kida puffed a gentle exhalation of air over its surface, her smile widening at the way it glowed even brighter than before in response. it was only then that she stepped even closer to the other, reaching out to gently tap the crystal against its metal shoulder. the resulting flare of blue light basked the both of them in an ethereal glow. ❝ ...the crystal should be able to share its energy with you! ❞
@mvrderbot
it was the lights, really, that had brought her here. she had never seen such light in the darkness of the night, so much shining brightness that it drowned out even the stars. a part of kida couldn’t help but be sad—after all, she had spent millennia without the stars. here, in the surface city of spirale, she had finally seen them for the first time since she was a child, and having them snuffed out made a part of her ache. and yet... the lights. they spun around kida like the fireflies of atlantis, from small sparkling clusters to huge, blaring beams. she could not help but spin, almost helplessly, mouth open to take in the sight. blue, red, purple, green, white. the colors were endless, streaking the buildings and surrounding areas of this ‘fibonacci ward’ with swirls of rainbows in all different shades. taking another light step to whirl around again, kida could not help but give out a musical, delighted laugh.
it was not until the plane of her back gently pressed against another that kida stopped, twisting her ankle to turn towards whoever she had lightly spun into. before she could fix her gaze on their face, however, she was distracted by the flare of blue light from the crystal around her neck. curious fingers cupped the shard of the atlantean heart to her face as it pulsed again, and kida made a small noise of surprise before once again lifting her eyes towards the new stranger.
❝ You have technology on you, yes? ❞ kida lifted the crystal a little higher to watch it glow brighter again, seemingly responding to both the stranger and her own curiosity. ❝ Would you show me? ❞
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Milo and Kida.
“ Hm….so it goes like this…..and then here….”
words mumbled quietly under her breath, fingers careful in their movements as lips purse in concentration. legs are tucked underneath her, large palm trees providing a shady canopy for her to work under. settled on the ground before her is a pile of leaves, just the right size for the task. and that is weaving a basket, something that would make carrying any wild fruit or vegetables in easier. her companion had given her some pointers on how to do so after she ran into her exploring the island and Ritsuka has been careful in the steps, making sure it would be durable enough for its purpose.
fingers weave the leaf through, pushing it down so it sat snuggly next to another, ensuring there was no gap. a few more of the same motions and then she reaches the end of it and with the finishing touch, the basket is done.
“ Like this, right? “ speaks the mage, holding it out to the other to inspect.
@nedakhs – s.h.o.r.e.
her fingers were swift and nimble as she wove the palm leaves together, the long green fronds licking at the air like the flashing of beating wings. such a familiar task to kida after so many hundreds of years, she did not even have to keep her eyes on the task to fit the strands together snug and tight enough to hold even water. it left her free to lean forward closer to her unexpected companion, the redheaded girl that kida had dropped in on (quite literally, after spotting her from the tree she had been perched in). her fingers were slow and deliberate, every movement carefully thought out. she had surprised kida with her sharpness, the clear intelligence that had her catching on to kida’s instructions easily.
kida set her finished basket aside to receive the offered one instead, gently rolling it between her palms to inspect each side, eyes flickering between the woven fronds to search for a gap. finding none, the atlantean couldn’t help the broad smile that curved her lips.
❝ It is perfect! You are a natural at this! ❞ the basket was offered back to the other girl, held gently on kida’s fingertips. ❝ Even the most talented of our weavers in Atlantis could not hope for better. ❞
super delayed, but here is a psa that kida can be found on foss isle, and sparsely on nommin isle, though i’m open to her being elsewhere to keep it interesting! she’s from the tropical jungle, where atlantis resides, and is very knowledgeable on hunting, gathering, and surviving in the jungle!
❝ What is the point of this place if you cannot even have pets? ❞
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Somewhat perplexed, Sif raised her head from the forest floor she was lying on to better observe the white-furred human. She had hardly ever seen humans walk using all of their legs, they seemed to prefer to wobble around on the back two instead. On the rare occasions where humans did actually use all four of their limbs, Sif had never seen a human utilize them with the grace and agility that this female did.
The human was keeping herself crouched low to the ground as she climbed over the great roots of the giant tree they were both under. Such movements indicated ‘hunting’ to Sif personally and she roused herself with a great shake of her coat.
Imitating the human, she crouched low to the ground and made her way closer quickly and quietly. Maybe if she was hunting, Sif could help and share whatever prey they caught.
the forest floor was soft and forgiving under the skin of her palms and soles as kida crept along it, her gaze fixed solely on the object of her attention in the middle of the clearing before her. the deer’s flank quivered minutely as she took another silent step forward, its ears swiveling in every direction but the one she crept from. her breath was soundless, the steadiness of her limbs perfect, the placement of her hands and feet steadily measured. she had been hunting for nearly nine millennia, and kidagakash was the best there was.
so single-minded was her focus that she nearly didn’t notice the companion she had unwittingly attracted. not taking her eyes from her prey, kida minutely turned her head, gaze flickering briefly to the other hunter. a wolf, its steps as silent as hers despite its size. though it towered above her, kida felt no fear from the gleam of intelligence she saw in its yellowed eyes, and its beauty invoked only respect and awe from her.
the smile she offered the wolf was genuine as she slowly lifted her knife-wielding hand from the mossy ground, tilting the blade towards the doe in invitation. feel free, the gesture said. after all, there was plenty of other prey to choose from.
caringprincess:
❝Y-You’ve never had donuts before?❞
Celica was surprised, and she had no idea why. Maybe it’s because the other had never tasted the delicacy known as the donut? As a sweet tooth, this startled the redhead. Once again, Celica was letting her craving for sweets dedicate her feelings. In her childhood, sometimes, there would be donuts baked along with other sweet treats. Given that she’s royalty, this was to be expected. Those memories, along with that of hanging out with her brother, Conrad, were the some of her happiest in her childhood.
❝By the mother, I’m surprised! Have you had ANY sweet foods before? If not, that simply won’t do. I do believe I have some of the city’s currency with me. I believe it’s called… dust? They give people dust when they enter the city, or so I’ve been told. I’d be willing to buy some for you, if you’d like!❞
Yes, Celica is offering to buy this girl who she’s known for a total of five minutes some donuts. The girl simply couldn’t believe that the other had never had donuts. As she said, that simply won’t do at all. Generosity was one of her selling-points. Sage Halcyon, among others have noted her generous heart.
The girl smiles. She’s royalty, she’s allowed to do this, right? If Alm loved cookies, or donuts as much as she does, she would have done this for him. In her opinion, a life without a sweet delicacy was a life not spent well. How are you living if you’ve not a donut or a cake before?
splitting her attention between the girl and the scene of pastry-baking beyond the window was mildly distracting, but kida found herself unable to focus entirely on just one. the girl’s clear enthusiasm was contagious, but the work in the shop was equally fascinating, and so kida found her sea-gray eyes flickering wildly between the two subjects. the girl’s surprised exclamation at kida’s lack of knowledge on donuts momentarily drew her gaze on the other, however, and she tilted her head, a smile playing across her lips. clearly whatever pastries were being baked were common on the surface world, and kida could only guess they had been released after the sinking of atlantis. a shame, she thought, casting her attention back to the fluffy, glazed items.
❝ I admit, we do not have ‘donuts’ where I call home, and my mother did not bake them. ❞ a strange assumption, kida had to admit, to think her mother would know of them. ❝ We have sweets, but not, ❞ a vague gesture to the other side of the window, ❝ these kinds. They are strange, but good, I hope! ❞
it was the offer that made kida’s smile widen in surprised delight, her arms reaching forward to clasp the other girl’s shoulders in a fit of happiness. ❝ You would do that, for me? Ah, what kindliness you offer! ❞ she leaned forward, faces inches from the girl’s, eyes sparkling as their noses touched briefly in her excitement. ❝ But I would not accept such generosity from one who does not even know my name. I, ❞ she began, one hand releasing the other to press to her own heart, ❝ am Kidagakash, although you may call me Kida. ❞
