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Connor Tavarin

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a character in “Star Crossed Generation”, as played by ConnorTavarin

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Connor Tavarin's Story

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The Grove of the Spirits...a peaceful place that was once an elven community a long time ago. Now, nature has reclaimed this area for itself, leaving only crumbling pillars and buildings. The Naturan that settled in the nearby village of Vistara now use it as a meditative place, especially during a young Naturan's Rite of Transformation. Connor Tavarin, a young man who lost much, feels rejected by his new clan. He doesn't even remember the last time he cracked a smile.

Connor was supposed to be out gathering supplies for the village, but he decided to make a quick stop here. Placing his palm on the tree between old pillars, he sighed, pondering the reason why this clan treated him so. "Mother...Father...Grandfather...if you can hear me, I'm safe. Safe but alone. This new clan treats me like an outcast. I have done nothing wrong other than survive that ordeal...though maybe the blood I spilled during our imprisonment is the reason. I will continue to live...for all of you." he says before taking his hand off the tree. He didn't know if any of his messages even reach his family, but it brought him some comfort. He looks at an old base of a pillar and decides to sit down, resting his back against it. A gentle breeze blew through the grove, causing his long hair and his fur to sway slightly.

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Unlike many little Naturan girls, Fleur liked to climb trees. At the top lie the sweetest fruit she had ever tasted. As she swiftly made her way up the tree, she heard a voice. She grabbed two of the fruit and then dropped down to a lower branch, still hidden but able to see the new person. She was always cautious when people approached her, or even came near her. She took a small bite out of the fruit watching the man from the trees. Her black hair was dirty as was the rest of her body. She was never able to take care of her personal hygiene. She studied the new person as he sat in front of one of the pillars close to the tree. She felt the breeze blow and when she moved to see the man better, her foot slipped. She plummeted to the ground, the fruit landing near the new person.

"Ow...." She mumbled, not noticing that the other was looking at her now.

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Connor gasped as he heard the loud thud. He looks down to see a fruit roll his way. Picking it up, he recognized it and gave a very small smile as he really liked this particular fruit. He stored it in a small bag he carried with him so he could focus on finding out the source of the noise. He walked over to find the young Naturan girl, Fleur. He extended a hand to help her up, not saying a word in the process. There was a moment of silence before he finally said "Please be more careful." He sits down, facing away from her. After another period of silence, he turned to her and asked "Are you hurt?" Connor had no dislike for this girl, he just had issues regarding trust, which is normal for people who experienced what he did. People around the village often mocked him for being very emotional and for his refusal to test his strength against the other Naturan. Some even saw him as arrogant for it, as if he knew he could beat them all, which definitely wasn't the case. Regardless, Connor spoke very few words to anyone, but it was against his nature to ignore someone who might be hurt.

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Fleur sniffled quietly as the other faced away from her. She was the outcast. The little girl with no parents. Fleur's ears flattened against her head as she tried to rub her eyes to stop the tears. She normally cried by herself, not having a parental figure to hug her and say it would be alright. She sniffled even when he turned around to her asking if she was hurt. She was always hurt. She had bruises and cuts from trying to survive after being told she had to get her own food. Most children didn't have any blemishes but Fleur isn't most children. She wiped her eyes, trying to wipe away the tears before he saw them, thinking that he would call her weak.

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Connor saw the child cry and immediately knew she was like him. An outcast for some unexplained reason. This clan had no idea what it was like to be a family or assist their downtrodden brethren. He pulled out some wraps and a vial of a mixture from his bag "I made this earlier this morning for emergencies. This will sting a little, okay?" he said, applying the mixture to the open wounds on her arms and legs before carefully wrapping them in the cloth wraps. "There...they shouldn't get infected." he said, smiling at the girl. He stood up and stared at the tree for a few moments before looking back at Fleur "My name is Connor Tavarin, from a clan lost to an attack...what is your name?" he asks. For this first time in a long time, he wanted to make a friend. Connor quietly gave thanks to his family, wanting to believe they answered his message.

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Fleur hissed defensively when the liquid hit the open cuts. She rubbed her arms after they had been wrpped with bandages. The bandage as soft, almost a soft as the dirty white dress she wore. "I don't know." She answered truthfully. Truly, she didn't know what her name was, she only went by a name she had read on the ruins. "I call myself Fleur..." She said, sitting up, her face dirty and all of the rest of her almost the same way. She saw something different in this man. Something that reminded her of herself.

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Connor nodded "It's very nice to meet you, Fleur...if I had to guess you have no one to take care of you, huh? I'm without family, so I know how you must feel. If you have no one else, we can stick together." he said. She was a kindred spirit in the same situation. It warmed his heart to help her and decided from this day forward he would act as her older brother. He pulled out the fruit from his bag and used the tomahawk he uses to gather herbs and other supplies to cut it in half, giving her one half. "Here. Eat this. Don't worry, I've never hurt anyone with this so it's not dirty." he says as he takes a bite out of the other half.

A few moments later, a Naturan from the village sees the two and yells "Tavarin! You were supposed to be out gathering supplies! If you want to prove yourself to us you will get to work without delay! Go, or I'll tell the chief you have been slacking off!" he shouts before going back. Connor scowled and looked to the direction of the northern plains "There is not much we can do about their attitude towards us...but it's the only home we have. Come on, we'll go together." he said, heading north to the plains.

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Fleur's ears perked up when she saw him offer the fruit that had fallen out of her hands. Her small pale hands went to grasp the fruit and they slightly touched Connor's hands. She took a small bite out of the fruit as she heard another's voice. It was almost instinct for her to run and hide behind the nearest person or thing, which just happened to be Conner. Her ears were flat against her head as she hid behind the new person named Connor. She noticed what she was doing and then backed up, beginning to eat the fruit, trying to act as if nothing happened.

When the male began to walk north, Fleur followed. He was different. Unlike all the other adults who would throw things at her, he actually helped her. She followed behind him, looking at her surroundings. They passed a river and other fruit trees until they came to the vacant bathing hole that the Naturan used.

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As they came across the bathing hole, Connor set his bag down. "We should stop here for a few moments, Fleur. I don't mean offense, but you really must bathe. All of the dirt, leaves, and twigs can't stay on you forever." he said with a caring tone. "I'll get in too. So just turn around for a moment." Connor began removing his clothing and hung them on a branch before stepping into the water. "Alright, you can come in." he said.

Connor, even though most of his body was in the water, had visible scars. Bite and claw marks were seen on his shoulders, torso, and back. He earned these scars by surviving against his own people, serving as a permanent reminder of the people he had to kill just to keep living. Facing away from Fleur, Connor splashed some water on his face and through his hair.

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Fleur looked at the man then turned as she was told. When she was told she could turn around, she did, looking at Connor in the water. She was hesitant. She had never done anything but drink from water. She didn't know that she could walk in the water. She walked to the edge of the pond, the water touching her foot. She yelped at the new feeling then backed away shaking her head. She was afraid of the new concept as her animal instinct told her to be.

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Connor, concerned, turned to look at Fleur, who was still dressed "Have you...never bathed before, Fleur?" he said in disbelief. He couldn't help but laugh a little "It's not dangerous at all! It's good for you. If you don't feel comfortable getting in, at the very least take some water in your hands and clean your hair and face, like this." he said, cupping his hands in the water, splashing his face and running his fingers through his hair. "Quickly now, before someone else from the village decides to rush us." he said.

For the past few days, he and others have noticed a strange structure high in the sky. At first it confused and amazed them, but after the first day of it not doing anything, they went back to their daily routine. Still, Connor couldn't help but wonder what could be up there. Of course, the identity of the structure was the human ship, the Ambition, but no one on Neryas' surface knew that yet.

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Fleur knelt beside the small pond and put her hand in the water. It felt weird, the slippery feeling on her hand. She pulled her hand back then sniffed at her hand, not smelling anything different. She licked her hand lightly and then looked back to Connor. She didn't understand the concept behind this whole bathing thing. She looked at the light brown dress that had once been white and then started to take the dress off, leaving the small girl naked as she slid her foot in the pond and slowly over a few minutes, she had made her way over to Connor. She was shivering at the feeling though and was scared to move, not used to the water.

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Connor smiled "There you go. It's cold now but your body will get used to the water. We'll stay for a few minutes, but then we have to get going." he said as he started to wash up. He had faced away from her out of courtesy. It was strange, as earlier this morning he felt completely alone, but now he had someone to take care of. He never had a sibling, so this was new to him, but he did his best. He eventually turned around to show her how to wash her hair and get anything out of it. It was difficult as her hair was a mess and slightly knotted. After a while, he said "Alright, time to get out. See? It wasn't so bad." he said, heading to the tree branch he hung his clothes on and got dressed. He waited for Fleur to get dressed before they continued in the direction of the plains.

Meanwhile, a scout reported to the village chief back in Vistara, telling him about Connor and Fleur. The chief, a bear Naturan in his 30s, scoffed "So the weaklings stay together, hm? Typical of them. My father used to let anyone join this clan if they were strong, but he was blind. Certain Naturan are only good for labor. The strong Naturan are the wolves, the bears, the lions! Weak races like the squirrels and the rabbits have no chance to be part of our perfect warrior clan, though they are a good source of labor. However...if those two are together, the older one will be distracted from his work because he is taking care of her. That won't do. When the come back...separate them. They are not to interact." he said. The scout bowed and awaited the return of the two.

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Fleur looked at Connor then slid the small dirty dress over herself and then stood beside Connor. She looked up at him and when he finished dressing, Fleur grabbed his hand. She looked at him and smiled lightly but then looked ahead waiting for them to begin moving. They walked out of the Grove of the Spirits and towards the clan's camp. They walked together, Connor talking to her and telling her stories as they walked. They were had no idea what was going to await them when they entered the camp.

As they walked inside, Connor stopped talking and kept aware of his surroundings. Fleur yelled when she was grabbed from behind and yanked from Connor, her small hand slipping out of his. The person holding her held her face and kept her from screaming again. Her long, wet black hair was all over and her ears were down in fear. The man holding Fleur spoke to Connor.

"You are to go on with your work and not have any contact with this one." He said, still holding Fleur. He pushed his bear like claw against the girl's face, drawing blood. "She'll be a good little rabbit and behave herself for the Chief."

( Roleplay has moved to Vistara )

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(Continued from the Grove of the Spirits)

Connor looked to the man who yanked Fleur away. Hearing his commands and seeing him draw blood from Fleur made Connor's blood come to a boil. Hit him, degrade him, call him worthless....but never touch anyone he cares about. With blinding speed he closes the distance between them, staring at him with cold eyes. He grabs that hand that clawed Fleur's face "I have had to put up with degradation...I have been kicked, clawed, and bludgeoned..." he presses his thumb against one of the bear's fingers hard, snapping the finger backwards, the pain making him drop Fleur. "That's because I did not have anything to protect." he jumped and kneed the bear in the chest, causing him to bend forward before delivering a strong high kick to his jaw, sending him flying backwards. Connor's normally shy nature had been overpowered by his need to be a guardian, giving him the courage to attack. However, the chief witnessed this and ordered the warriors to attack and kill him if necessary. Picking up Fleur and carrying her on his back, Connor began running with insane speed. "Hold on Fleur! We'll get out of this!" he shouted. The other Naturan weren't far behind...

Alex grunted in annoyance at Julius barking orders at everyone, but he wasn't hurting anyone. He'd let it slide this once. After hearing Niala's report on the air, Alex smiled "Perfect." he said. just as he was about to remove his helmet, he heard something from the trees not far from them. He gestured for some of the guards to come with him, though he had a feeling that Niala's curiosity would have her join as well. As they approached the trees, Alex sees Connor appear from the trees. "What are...?" he sees the attacking group. Even though he had no idea what was going on, he sided with the one who had the kid with him "Protect the guy with the kid!" he ordered as the soldiers took formation behind Connor and Fleur, brandishing their weapons with Alex at the head of the group. Since the humans were still wearing their helmets, the Naturan stopped in fear of these strange people. One of them mentioned they could be spirits, and the strange armor and 'faceless' helmets brought them to the conclusion. Alex raised a fist and hammer-fist a small tree to his right, which cracked and fell over. This caused the Naturan to run in panic. When they were out of ear shot, Alex took a deep breath before shouting "Oooow that hurt! God damn I think I broke a finger...or two...I hope not, I liked that finger." he flexed his fingers, verifying that his fingers were fine. The soldiers eased up and Alex walked over to Connor and Fleur "Hey...you two alright...?" he asked. First few minutes on the surface and already they meet an alien species.

Connor put down Fleur, but kept her close. He was sweating and looking around at these people "W-what are you?! Demons? Spirits? Why did you help?" he asked, but to the humans what he was saying was gibberish. He had a hard time standing up, the shock of the situation getting to him and his adrenaline wearing off. Soon he fell to his knees, panting heavily. Alex scratched the back of his head, not understanding a word he said "Look, I don't know what you just said...hey, get these two some water. I don't care if you have to give them something from your own supplies." he said. A couple of the soldiers gave them bottles of water, showing them how to twist the cap off. Connor sniffed the water, but it didn't seem any different. He took a drink and was relieved that it was indeed water. The best Alex could do was gesture at himself "Alexander Brullen." he then gestured at the others and named them "Niala Callaghan. Julius Andriessen." he pointed at the two "You?" Connor understood what he meant "Connor Tavarin..." he said. He then pointed at Fleur "Fleur." he thought she wouldn't want to talk after the ordeal, so he introduced her for her. Alex nodded. "Well this is a predicament. We got two natives here chased by others for some reason." he said, taking off his helmet. Connor looked at the man's face "Elf...? No...your ears are too short." he said. Alex just shrugged, unsure how to respond. He took a deep breathe of the air, grinning widely. "Yeah...the air here's good." Alex said.

Back at Vistara, the Naturan that attacked came to the Chief's house with their literal tails between their legs "S-Spirits! Spirits have arrived! They protected the rabbits! They were made of metal and had no faces! They're spirits!" one of them shouted. The chief growled "Silence! You come back without the weaklings...you are trash! Spirits or no, any proud Naturan would stand and fight!" he shouted. Rubbing his temple, frustrated, the chief said "If those two are smart, they will stay away. They've committed a grave offense to my authority."

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As they were surrounded by these new beings, she hid behind Connor, her small hand still gripping his shirt tightly from when she was being carried on his back. Her ebony ears were folded back as she watched the people cautiously. She moved away when the people came near her, but still stayed close to Connor. Her cheek was bleeding but she hadn't noticed because she didn't want to let her guard down around these things. Fleur began shaking as more people came near her and she broke out into tears when one touched her head where her ears were. She cried out, afraid of the new people. I mean, the girl was afraid of water and this little encounter didn't help with anything in the little girl's mental state. She was going to need some serious therapy, even though that doesn't exist on this planet.

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Niala, who had come out of the shuttle at the commotion, coughed as she pulled her helmet off and took a breath. "What in nine hells of dark space. I thought you said it was good? It smells funny and is moving every which way!" She screwed her nose up as the breeze tugged at her wild mass of hair, looking just as messy as it had before she had put the helmet on. "Anyhow, Brullen! What was with your stunt there with the tree and the breaking it with your fist? Now you're suit's all yellin' med-alert at me." She typed into her comm-tablet and the glove on those fingers stiffened into a splint, releasing analgesics. "Organic digits are a lot harder to repair than mecha, so unless you wanna get them replaced, be more careful." She admonished, before turning around to the real news.

She saw the younger looking creature hiding in what looked to be fear behind the taller one, while some of the curious crew tried to touch her. "Hey now!" She exclaimed, pulling them back by the collars of their suits. "Whatcha' trying to do, traumatize the poor thing?" Niala huffed, "Men." before shooing them away to take samples or something and leave the poor child alone. With them out of the way and leaving the taller one, Connor, to Brullen, she plopped herself down on the grass, giving the girl the height advantage. "Hiya! My name's Niala, but you can call me Nia. Your name's Fleur, right? Pleasure to meet you!" She smiled widely and held out her hand, waiting to see the girl's reaction.

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#, as written by Joshman
Julius watched the sudden outburst from where he was, a little further away from the line of trees. When he saw the Naturans his heart almost skipped a beat. His mouth was dry and he noticed himself holding his breath. "Amazing," he muttered, "simply amazing." It looked like a fight had broken out between the two smaller ones and the others for some reason. As the larger humanoids retreated, he heard shouting between the parties. Everybody was tense, the situation rather unexpected. He took a breath, calming himself. The two smaller ones had engaged in a verbal exchange with the crew, so at least they understood basic communication. Julius examined the bodies of the two, noting the size and structure of their faces and limbs. Their ears, almost feline in appearance, were at least one major difference. He would need a sample to confirm the possible history of their genetic makeup.

As far as Julius could tell, both humanoids seemed physically sound though one had a small cut on her cheek. After spending years in laboratories where even the slightest cut could prove fatal, he knew this was something to be wary of. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to try and help. "Niala!" He called out through the suit's intercom, "I strongly advise you not to touch her. This is an alien planet and we don't know what pathogens or microbes there could be. Besides, she is bleeding, don't you think that physical contact would be too risky right now? Let me take a look at her first, I am a biologist after all." These things had just come crashing out of the trees, obviously in a state of aggression and the crew were already disregarding protocol. Even Julius could see that, although being the defending party, these things could still be a threat to the safety of his fellow crew-members and possibly himself.

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Niala looked at Julius over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow before reaching up with her left hand so that she could press the button for the suit intercom rather than have to raise her voice, "Dr. Andriessen, you did notice that my gloves are still on. I have read the manual. I'm just as safe from pathogens as the rest of you that took your helmets off. But feel free to join me." She patted the ground next to her, "There's both social and physical safety to be taken into account, ya know. Peaceful relations are high on that list for both. Anyway, if they bite I'll give them my left arm and no harm done!"

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"I'm sorry to inform you Nia, but airborne pathogens are also a major threat, especially when one is so close to the mouth of a foreign species." Julius cautioned, "I, however, am still wearing my helmet so I think it would be best if I handle this until it's safe for you to approach." He motioned for himself to move closer and warily glanced at the smaller female humanoid. "Alien friends are fine and well once we know they wish us no harm."