#luckilylucy

Kelli had paced around the cell close to a hundred times by now looking for anything that could possibly lead to her escape or removal of the damn collar that was weighing heavily around her neck. Unfortunately her searching resulted in nothing and she could feel herself starting to panic as runaway thoughts began concocting more and more frightening scenarios. 

Before she could spiral too much she stopped and sat down on the cold ground, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Everything is going to be okay. I’m going to be fine. I will get out of here, she repeated to herself mentally as focused on slowing her breathing and calming her mind. It had been working until she heard the door open and she snapped her focus to the figure now entering the room.

When it came to the Summer Festival and all the artists and craftsman that were likely to be there, Liam knew without a doubt that he’d invite Lucky to check it out with him.  Between the classes they shared and their involvement with HAMER, the two had struck up a flirtatious friendship.  Rather than try to figure out if there was something more to them, Liam was content to let things play out as they would. 

Smiling broadly as he draped an arm around her shoulders, Liam bumped Lucky with his hip.  “I think the map said that Artist’s Row was down along the side.  Did you want to get something to eat before we head down there?”

Since the seeming rise of metas C.A.R.M.A.’s original purpose seemed to have fallen by the wayside and it was up to David and the rest of H.A.M.E.R. to pick up the torch. Today he was meeting up with one of the Runners to look over the newest facility that would help finish C.A.R.M.A.’s real legacy. A lab built in a previously unused building in Lompico, furnished with everything the group would need to hold and study this growing invasive species. It just made sense to have their labs separate from their base. You wouldn’t bring a mountain lion into your home after all right?

“Thank you for joining me Lucky. I look forward to seeing how your father has improved on our previous iterations of the lab,” David commented as he walked in to find one of the newest members. She was new but he could tell her intentions and drive for the group rivaled only the most senior members. The facility wasn’t up and running just yet, that’s why they were here. They had to make sure everything was in order before they started bringing their guests in. What awful hosts they would be if the metas weren’t 100% taken care of.

Waking up and seeing his new image in the mirror, Uriel simply grinned.  To him, it was the outward manifestation of what he knew to be the truth, that metas were indeed holy beings meant to rule over the humans as their benevolent leaders.  Dressing to better highlight both his flowing wings and halo, Uriel smirked, determined to use this time to recruit those who could be helpful to their cause.

This entire week had been a plethora of changes to many different citizens of Pansaw, people becoming animals, other people, switching genders, now this.  He smiled as he walked through the streets, even going so far as to stop and offering his blessings to those who sought him out.  It felt good, almost as if he had somehow woken up in a future where the Nephilim had succeeded and Metas no longer needed to live in fear of the humans.  Seeing someone with a more “demonic” look, Uriel offered the woman a warm smile as he started to walk by her.  “Hello my dear.”

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