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The time was ripe. Arch could feel it in her bones, a ripple in the ocean, the butterfly effect.
The river was timid that day, with the sky stretching to encompass the world, it's sapphire blue span clear and unmarred by clouds or mountains for miles; as far as the eye could see. Her eyes, green and lovely, reflected the light of the rising sun as it topped the horizon. Her lips curled up into a slight smile. She could feel a void tearing through the atmosphere- the feeling was more of a tug in her gut that told her what she needed to know. With a snap of her fingers, the air that surrounded her began to pull in on itself, and accompanied by a small pop, Arch disappeared.
"Ahh," she sighed when the familiar surroundings of the Market engulfed her. The hustle and bustle of the ABRs, with their stocky movements, perfected expressions. "Hello," she cried cheerfully to the closest, a female rabbit (doe) with shaggy black hair and sparkling silver eyes. The ABR wiggled its small tail, immediately beginning to hop over for a chat, but Arch turned away, signalling dismissal. The ABRs did speak; Arch found communicating with others rather comforting. Though perhaps the new arrivals would not, if they had the gift of, well, ears. Once a blob had turned up from a foreign planet. It obviously could see and breathe, but did not hear nor bleed. It unnerved her. Arch had been almost glad when it died.
She shook away the memory, content to perch upon a nearby chair. When the echo of a small whisper, a scratch, really, caught her attention; Arch turned her head, blonde curls bouncing, already knowing what would be before her. A small white rabbit observing her. She moved her pale fingers to her shoulder, patted it once, then sat still for a moment. The rabbit approached her, sniffing the air delicately before leaping unto her lap, and after her shoulder. They both examined the scene.
The Market was in truth a collection of stores- like an outdoor mall, one of the transportees had commented. Arch nary understood what in fact a mall was, and concluded later that it was an indoor version of the Market. She was near the cafe, the only source of fresh food for many miles. Munching on a strange orange vegetable, offering small bites to the rabbit. Arch was happy to wait, ready to welcome the new arrivals.
Khalid was nervous; though someone would have to look closely just to say she was alive. She sat, unmoving, in a desk chair beside the heavy oak door. Her long fingers, appearing pink under the glare of the flourescent lights, were curled around one another, but rested limp in the cross of her legs. She was wearing makeup, something Khal had never done before. The mascara felt heavy on her eyelids, and she despised it. Every other moment, she had to repress a stifling urge to rise from the uncomfortable chair and walk away. She wore dress pants and a fancy blue spagetti-strap blouse, covered by a black cardigan. Something she'd only ever wear if forced, and if she wanted this job, she needed to wear it.
God, as soon as I get home, I can't wait to put on my jeans. My jeans! She shifted just as the door opened. The butterflies in her stomach turned to steel, dropping to her feet. I'm dreading this interview, not just my clothes, realized Khalid with some shock before a void tore itself open before her. She swore, flailing her arms wildly.
What is this? she tried to scream, but her mouth wouldn't open for her. She was about to call for help, call for anything to pull her out of this despair; before remembering she didn't ask for help from anyone. Not anymore. Her stubborness getting the best of her, Khalid kept her mouth firmly clamped, trying to get a grip on her emotions; trying to wrap her mind around what was happening, before she lost her footing. She fell, and the darkness caught her...
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Monique rushed through the city. She was running a fast as she could, dodging through crowds of people and jumping over small booths. She ignored the "Hey!"s behind her. She couldn't miss this, no way. Not when something like this happened. She stopped in front of her destination. Finally, this was it. The 75% off sale. She pushed her way through the girls, mostly by intimidation, and exploded into the store when the doors opened. She swiftly looked through the store, picking up everything she favored. Then she saw a silver and blue striped tank top. Oh that shirt! Monique felt as if she could die for it. She ran as fast as she could and grabbed it, only to find someone else with their hand on the tank top. Monique glared at them. "Back OFF! This is MY shirt."
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Monique had in fact won the shirt and stalked off from the store, smirking and nodding her head proudly. She felt thirsty, so she went to the cafe. "One cafechino please." she told the waiter. She noticed a girl sitting with a bunch of rabbits. "Wow, she's a rabbit magnet." Monique muttered. She decided to go over and introduce herself. She walked to the table and place one hand on it. "Hi! I'm Monique. Nice to meet you." Monique didn't really care if she knew thew girl or not. Really, she would have to make her first friend on this planet sometime. She looked at one of the rabbits and petted it. "I know a place this little guy would love, it's a moor with a big forest behind it and a huge lake not far off. I'm going there right now. You could come along if you like." Not waiting for the girl to answer, she grabbed her waiting cafechino on the counter and stalked off to the moor. She sat under a large, beautiful cherry blossom tree. She sipped her cafechino and sighed. "This is the life."
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Blaze padded through the moorland in her jaguar form. She reached a hill and looked out over the water. It looked beautiful, shining with the reflection of the sun's rays. There was only one thing that threw her off. To Blaze, that water was death. Usually her kind loved water. But not her. It killed her mother, and even though she would never admit it, she feared water would be the reason behind her end as well. But she ignored the water and smirked. This place was PARADISE, to her anyway. A forest to play in, a moorland to run around in, and all the food you could eat. The only negative, water. She tried her best to not mind though. She took 3 steps and then froze. She sensed someone up ahead. Blaze crouched and let out a low growl. Her eyes flashed. Blaze was not welcome to people intruding on her territory, it was her instinct as a jaguar to be territorial.She let out another growl and ripped through the bushes, ignoring the branches from the plants and tree scraping against her skin. She burst from behind one last bush and leaped, landing in front of a startled girl that had a cafechino in her hand. Not for long though, since Blaze knocked it away with her tail. "Who are you? And why, are you on my territory?" She muttered threateningly.
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