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located in The Teranyan, a part of Canopy, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Teranyan

The beating, urban heart of The City.

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Character Portrait: Fara
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Fara sighed, her head full of foreboding as she walked through the endless, stifling corridors of the Teranyan. Like usual, it felt odd to be without sunlight. Her eyes pounded with what she might call light-headedness, and her body shifted uncomfortably as she brushed against humans, all rushing, busy busy busy about their business. She kept her head down, avoiding them. She was... unfortunately aware how much hatred these people felt towards her, and it simultaneously intrigued her and made her sad. More than sad sometimes, as she remembered the vicious anger that had coursed through her skin, that had made her feel more alive than she could have ever felt, as she'd.-

The thought petered out as she spotted the entrance to the Messall. It was late in the day, that quiet time between the middle of the day food and the end of the day food. Yet of course, people still milled about. She shook her head to clear the air, and stretched luxuriously in a dappled spot of sunlight, letting herself breathe properly. The air was thick with the smells of cooking and bodies though, and she grimaced, her face contorting into a caricature before relaxing back to normal.

She took her time to look around, uncertain as to where her contact would be. The parcel she carried in her satchel could wait, just as she could. Her eyes scanned across the room, taking in the tables pushed against the wall, the countless cubby-holes, decorated with battered stickers, tatty cushions, flags, rugs, knick-knacks and all manner of other things. Fara was always surprised by how much stuff humans seemed to have, and the Messall was a prime example of this. As she watched, her gaze was caught by a fellow bio, looking equally as uncomfortable. He hadn't noticed her, so she watched him for a while, saw him struggle to talk to someone blocking his path, saw him get rebuked, and mocked, and harassed.

She looked away, blinking rapidly, feeling... feeling something that she didn't know how to describe. Something dark and twisting in her mind, that burned and ate at her. She ignored it, tamping it down, to deal with another day, she thought. Thankfully, it was at that point that her eyes alighted on the man she was looking for. He was a light-skinned male, with tawny hair and a crooked smile. He set her on edge, yet it was his parcel that she was delivering, and his money that paid her energy bills and gave her something to do, so she bit her lip and approached to sit at his table.

She was appreciative of the silence near to him- he'd chosen a good seat, free of other people yet not so conspicuous that it would look strange for her to join him. She looked up at him and smiled shyly, slipping her hand into her satchel. The man never seemed to notice her, and it always bothered her, yet she continued with the transaction, slipping the parcel to him as he handed her a little parcel of her own. By the time it was finished, and the man had walked away without a word, Fara knew she needed to get out of this damnable building, as the air tightened around her, and her nerves shot through the roof. Time to find the sky.

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