Juliana Adeline Cava's Story

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Juliana fumbled with the papers and books in her hands as she stumbled her way up the ancient stone steps. She tumbled in the door, surprisingly staying on her own two feet. She pushed her glasses up as she set the papers on the nearest desk. What was on them? Her latest research and design for the new Magi-Tech gear. She huffed then took her glasses off, pulling a small cloth out and starting to clean them. She slowly turned around, admiring the house then noticed that she wasn't the only one in the room. She stopped cleaning her glasses, just looking at him, feeling awkward.

Thirty minutes later, a black BMW pulled into the driveway. A tall homely looking man, wearing a dark suit stopped the car to allow the two passengers in the back to get out. A man who had the appearance of an aging scholar calmly stepped out of the left side, and circled around the side of the car to be a gentlemen and open Shayne's door. She scowled at her polite benefactor as she climbed out of the back, and small crimson furred cat stumbled off the seat behind her. "I really really don't want to do this." She muttered, glaring at Solomon's wrinkled face as he ushered her to the entrance.

Her clothes were disheveled from the long drive, and her shoulders were aching from carrying her bag of essentials. This whole process had been a giant headache. They were in front of the first ever Guardian Corps building, and she was dreading going inside. Solomon Kane, the owner of a prominent museum, and her temporary guardian sent her incredulous look. "You didn't forget your promise did you? You have a debt to pay." He pointed to the little feline at her side. The one she had accidentally created.The one who was sending Solomon a murderous glare because he was being rude.

I forgot about Boho. My familiar.

Shaking her head, her temper flared dangerously, and she addressed Solomon with a scowl "Jot Ga e gay say key ya." (F*ck you.) In her anger, she had subconsciously slipped into Korean. Because he wasn't fluent in her native tongue, Solomon had no idea what she was saying, but from her tone, and annoyed expression, he could guess it wasn't anything appropriate.

"...I'm going to ignore that. Just don't screw this up." He warned her, before giving her an insistent shove forward into the building. Cursing as she tripped over her feet, she caught herself before she could fall and sent the doors a mournful look. She was completely alone in a strange place, with strange people. Solomon had ditched her, and although she didn't like her guardian, she had grown comfortable with his presence. Taking a deep breath, she hefted her bag higher over her shoulder, and glanced down at her feet where Boho was loyally sitting. "Let's do this then." She muttered, picking up the little red feline by the scruff, and placing him on her shoulder.

He purred against her head, a slight reassurance as she stepped into the common room.

The room itself was spacious and led to other connecting corridors. From her position by the door, she could see the kitchen, and the hallway. In the very center of the room there was a couch and a t.v. And after careful inspection she could see some bags littering the floor.

Two other people had already arrived.

Shay's mouth dropped into a small "o" as she stared at the other recruits. They weren't what she had been expecting. Because she lacked any sort of manners, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "I thought there were more people, but it's just glasses," She pointed to the girl whose name she didn't know, "And that guy." She didn't know his name either. She sent them both strange looks. "Did no one want to do this?" She gestured vaguely to the Guardian Corps building.

Did no one want to be a guardian?

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The girl was surprised when they both walked in. She jolted her glasses flying out of her hands, and landing near the couch. She stuttered as she turned to her work, made it neat then fumbled around, trying to find her glasses. She went to her knees, trying to find the red glasses she normally wear, almost blind as she fumbled around on the ground, feeling for the glasses. God, Jules. You can't do anything right if you tried. She thought, as the others watched her fumble around for her glasses.

Whoops. Forget this.

The other Guardians slowly entered the room as Cyrus stayed seat. First was a young looking girl with light pink coloured hair. She was carrying papers with her, suggesting that she was somewhat knowledgeable but Cyrus couldn't see her as a fighter. She seemed clumsy, there were no clear signs of any weapons and she certainly didn't look strong enough to do martial arts. Cyrus couldn't help but wonder if she was some kind of assistant due to the first impression he had gained of her.

Second to the enter the room was a woman who couldn't of been much further from the girl. She seemed more rugged then her and looked far more combat ready. Along with her was a small red cat that was laying on her shoulder like a parrot. The cat interested Cyrus. He wasn't expecting any animals to be around but he was fond of the idea of having a pet around while they were not busy. Cyrus was about to stand up when she spoke. "And that guy." He was shocked at the blunt opinion but in a way it also assured him. He thought about it a little and realised that this attitude meant she was most likely a very to the point person so she was less likely to hide something from the other Guardians. This is something that Cyrus hoped would be a common theme within the group.

Lastly, a more mysterious, younger lady. Her white appearance and slim body also made her look less like a fighter. She sat down on a seat by herself, only adding to the strange presence she had. Even when handing the girl her glasses she didn't speak, this only made Cyrus more awkward in the situation to the point that he just had to shatter the silence in the room.

Cyrus stood up from the couch and began to speak. "Hey, I'm Cyrus. It's good to finally meet the people behind the names." Cyrus looked around at the others as he spoke with a friendly smile. "I guess we should start by getting to know each other?"

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Juliana stumbled back up then slid her glasses on her face. She smiled at the girl who helped her then looked over to the now speaking male. "Oh! Um, okay!" She said, acting as if she was part of the group. She looked around as she waited for someone to start, and when no one did she interrupted again. "I'm Juliana Adeline Cava. You can call me Jules since we'll be working together." She said looking at the others and then went red. "I'm sorry! Did I strike a nerve?" She inquired as she walked over towards her work. She wondered what she had done. She grasped the necklace around her neck, a small amber crystal hanging from her silver chain. What did I do wrong Papa?

The silence was suffocating, even when the guy, Cyrus, decided to speak. No one seemed to be comfortable enough to engage in conversation, and no one had bothered answering her question. This small group of four was drowning in tension. And It was making Shayne restless.The girl with glasses, Jules, was the next one to introduce herself, and she managed to make the air seem lighter. On her shoulder, Boho peered at the magic users, with keen eyes, and after sending each of them a measuring glare the cat spoke. "I here I thought no one knew how to speak....Besides me, and Cyrus." The crimson furred feline jumped off of Shayne's shoulder landing on the edge of the couch with nimble paws. Climbing closer to the newest arrival, the slender one, with snow white hair, Boho's lean feline form gracefully slid down the cushions till he was sitting right next to her leg." You have a scary expression. Can you speak?" Boho's voice was scratchy, with a hint of a purr as he rubbed his head against the girl's hand.

"Boho." Shayne's couldn't keep the horror out of her voice as her familiar took all of the liberties a normal cat would. Purring, and demanding attention, like he was the only thing that mattered in the room. Sending his Master an innocent look, the red feline curled up in a slender ball next to his chosen victim, and smiled a very smug feline smile as Shayne began to simmer. "Oh for the love of..." She threw her hands up in exasperation. Around new people who had never seen a familiar before, he always acted like a brat. It was better to just go with it. Twitching a bit, she massaged her forehead to stem the oncoming headache, and she grudgingly began to introduce herself,"My names Shayne Duvall. And that is Boho." She pointed to the overly friendly cat. "...He's my familiar." She said familiar in the same way one would say testicular cancer.

What a sorry introduction.

"I know this might be a weird suggestion, but if we're going to get to know each other, why don't we start by seeing what we can do? We could all spar, and see how good we are with our Magi-tech?...I don't know about you guys, but I feel more comfortable talking to someone after I've beaten them at something." She glanced around the room with a pleading expression. Shayne's competitive side was rearing it's ugly head, and even though she knew she was at a disadvantage, she still wanted to see what her companions were like.

How strong they were.

How strong she was in comparison.

In this humongous building there was a gym somewhere right?

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Juliana looked around at the others as they were okay Shayne's new idea to spar. She gripped her necklace then grabbed her paperwork setting it down in one of the drawers in the desk. She wasn't going to be much of a fight. Really, all Juliana was there for was to fix Magi-Tech and analyze the members to make Magi-Tech specialized for them. They all made their way to the gym that was in the facility. "So, who goes first?" Juliana asked, still holding her crystal. She never really learned magic and she could really only use a Magi-Tech gun which she kept in her boot at all times. She would only use it for self defense though.

Sapphire's eyes widened when the cat pounced on the couch. Unsure of what to do, Sapphire just sat there, transfixed by the small animal. When the thing talked, her eyes sharpened, and she looked back and forth from the girl to the cat. She hadn't been around very many cats, but she was pretty sure that they weren't supposed to talk.

"Yes." she answered, her accent making the word sound sharp.

Sapphire calmed down a bit when the animal curled up beside her. Boho, she corrected herself. She enjoyed the silent conversation between the two. The smug little cat had frustrated it's Master. She felt her mouth twitch upward, but quickly stopped the oncoming smile.

Her ears perked up at the suggestion of a duel. Sapphire's body felt unused and eager to fight after the many hours of sitting in a car. It would be a good way to get to know each other, as well. Sapphire's icy eyes grinned at the sound of competition. This girl will be fun, she thought.

"I agree. A sparring session sounds.....interesting." she said, her light eyes playfully challenging those around her, "Is there a gymnasium in this facility?"

The smaller girl, Juliana, seemed to know where one was because she immediately started in the direction of what seemed to be the gym. Sapphire looked around, wondering whether or not to follow.