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Shillah-nhamekovum Qalia Achevrhyth

A telepathic, psychokinetic, and hydrokinetic safir pilot in the Safirian Space Force.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Halian

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Name: Šiľaȟ-ňamekovun Qâlia Ačevřyþ (IPA: /ˈʂi.lʷɑx.ŋɑmɛˈkovũ qɑːˈli.ɑ ɑˈɕɛ.vɹʷyθ/)
Race: Safir
Age: 44
Profession: Pilot in the Safirian Space Force

Physical description: Qâlia is a safir — a blue-skinned, four-armed, elf-like being — with a curvaceous figure, ankle-length ruby-colored hair, and amber eyes. She is most likely wearing her off-duty uniform, which consists of an armored vest, a close-fitting skirt, and steel-toed boots.

Equipment & abilities: Qâlia is almost always carrying a katana and a pistol; in addition, she is gifted with the racial psionic powers of telepathy, telekinesis, surface thought detection, empathic radiation, and an elemental kinesis — in her case, hydrokinesis.

Historical background: Qâlia was born in Qalani on the third day of Avri in the year 2481 (or, by the Terran calendar, 26 October 1968) to Ňamekovun Astriþ Ačevřyþ, a water-park designer also born in Qalani, and Sašaten Masumi, a gigolo from the colony world of Ťaqûn.

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Shillah-nhamekovum Qalia Achevrhyth's Story

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With a soft ping!, Šiľaȟ-ňamekovun Qâlia Ačevřyþ appeared on the outskirts of Brillion. Her amber eyes glowed with psionic power, and static electricity coruscated through her hair, as she took a second to reorient herself within the Multiverse. She then turned and looked up at the moon, seeming to be lost in thought for a moment before beginning to walk down the street.

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Qalia's rather abrupt and unorthodox appearance drew more than a bit of attention, as did her peculiar appearance. Pedestrians stopped to look, some talking to each other in hushed tones while others pointed at her. A sense of unease permeated the street. With the movement by the Aschen to round up the mutants within Isiria, the appearance of one walking so brazenly through the streets drew more than a few looks.

What could it mean? Why was she here? Was this woman dangerous?

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Qâlia looked around, shooting quizzical looks at those who stared and pointed at her.

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A man moving past Qulia on the street grabbed her by the arm as he turned her to face him. There was a mixture of surprise, confusion and anger in his eyes as he glanced around at the many others gawking at the woman.

"Are you some kind of stupid?" he hissed under his breath.

He pulled her away from the street and towards a nearby news stand situated against the front of a small mart. It didn't provide much cover to shield her from view, but most of the gawkers were nervously moving on and with his body shielding her from sight, other people were passing by without seeming to notice her.

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As the man grabbed Qâlia's arm, static electricity would begin to shoot up it, and the person to whom it's attached would send telepathically to him the words «Don't touch me!» in an offended tone as he drags her to the newsstand.

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The man jerked his hand back as he got the woman at least partially off the street. Using his body to shield her from view he threw wary glances as a small group of people left the shop - but none of them seemed to take notice of him, or Qalia.

"Are you trying to get people killed?" he hissed under his breath.

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Qâlia glared at the man, eyebrow raised to the heavens.

«Are you high? Of course not!»

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The man pulled a few drachmali from his pocket and shoved them into the coin slot on the news stand. As a newspaper dropped down into the dispensing tray he picked it and shoved it into her hands.

The front page article was covering a story involving what was being dubbed a 'massacre' of 143 people there were killed during a protest turned violent in the city of Gilihi. Further down the page another story was covering the execution of seventeen civilians in the Lakeside District of Illumene City for collaborating with fugitives.

"Do you have any idea what they're doing to people who help people like you?" he hissed. "Do you have any idea what they would do to this city if they thought people here were helping you? And here you are walking around without a care in the world."

He glanced around.

"Come on, we need to get you inside somewhere."

He removed his coat to throw around her shoulders to make a meager attempt to conceal the less than human nature of the woman.

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Qâlia's eyes widen as Cael hands her the newspaper and then hisses at him.

«No—what?»

She lets the coat be thrown over her as she follows the human.

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People on the streets and the sidewalks began to gather around the two, until eventually one of them garnered the attention of a lone individual in a very familiar blue and white uniform.

This random citizen pointed right at Qâlia and Cael, and the Officer nodded before he pulled out his baton and tapped his earpiece.

... Trouble was on the way.

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With a wave of Qâlia's lower right hand, a glimmering psychokinetic barrier appeared around herself and Cael. At the same time, her legs tensed, her eyes began to glow, and she let her lower left hand rest on her pistol.

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"Don't waste your time, you can't fight these people," Cael hissed as he too caught sight of the CPF officer and cursed under his breath.

As her hand shifted to the pistol at her hip he cursed again. Aiding a mutant was treason enough, but an armed one?

He grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Keep your head down," he hissed as he turned a corner to try and shake the CPF officer watching them.

The situation was beginning to draw more attention though as more people were stopping to take note of the clearly alien woman.

There in the crowds another CPF officer was making his way towards them at a casual pace. As unobtrusively as possible Cael turned them about to try and make their way back the other way.

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It was too late, the sighting had been reported and called in. The first Officer sped up his approach as Cael tried to round a corner, tapping his radio and coordinating with the second officer, and about a dozen more backing them up.

Sirens began to permeate the air, not the typical sirens of the Brillion Police, but the sirens of the Aschen Occupational Authority and the Confederation Protection Force.

The Officer was now at a light jog, reaching for his own weapon and shouting. "Stop both of you!" As he approached the corner.

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Cael took another turn, but again they were met with an approaching CPF officer. The Aschen officers were boxing them in.

As the shout came from behind them to stop Cael sighed.

"Sorry, girl," he remarked as he moved to raise his hands up in a show of being unarmed as officers moved in on their position.

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Suddenly, Qâlia roughly grabbed Cael's hand and closed her eyes, focusing her mind's eye on her homeland. She tries to teleport herself and the human out of harm's way, but the Protection Force's psionic nullifiers cause her to merely flicker for some seconds, and then fall to her knees and let rip the mightiest vomit seen in some years... wait, is she throwing up blood?

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One officer did in fact pack a psionic inhibitor, and it's field broadcast it's strangle hold on any psionically inclined individuals in the area. Two CPF Cars screeched to a halt in the nearby street, their sirens blaring while they came to a stop, the doors opened and the officers drew their weapons and pointed them directly at Cael and Qâlia, one of them getting on his loudspeaker.

"Hands up mutie! All of them!" He called on the loudspeaker, while the first Officer made his move, baton extended and pointing at Cael. "Sheltering a Mutant are you!? Hands up against the wall, Your mutant Bitch too!" He screamed. "Let's go, eat that concrete!" He moved quickly in an attempt to shove Cael into the wall, the second officer approached Qâlia, baton in his hands. "Let's go mutie, up against the wall!"

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Cael kept his hands up as he was shoved roughly up against the wall and he splayed his fingers overhead against the concrete while he was roughly searched for weapons.

"She's not from around here," Cael tried to explain to the officers.

It was likely a futile gesture, as he had a feeling these men didn't care where the woman was from. He had heard rumor that the Aschen had taken to enslaving foreign species with utter disregard to their origins or status as free citizens within their own countries.

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Some minutes later, after she was finished puking, Qâlia slowly, weakly, moved up against the wall, spreading her four arms and managing to spit out "I am no mutant, ape... I am SAFIR... my sisters will come for me... and then... you will learn in depth the eternal damnation to which you have consigned yourself...!" before fainting, her head bouncing against the rough cobblestone street.

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The Officer rolled his eyes. "Okay so you're not a Mutie, you're a Xeno." The Officer sneered, and raised his baton to strike her, but it wasn't much longer before she fainted into a crumpled heap on the ground, allowing the Officers to place an inhibitor collar around her neck, and bind her four arms together with nylon flex-cuffs which resembled zip ties. They also attempted to remove her weapons and store them away from her. After which she was dragged to a waiting van, and thrown in a cage in the back.

Cael however was not so lucky.

"So you make it a habit of protecting Mutants and Xenos do you?" The Lead officer said, bringing his baton across Cael's back. "The Confessors will want a word with you, Sheltering Xenos is tantamount to Heresy! And we all know how the Confessors deal with heretics!"

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Cael let out a pained grunt as his knees buckled under the blow to his back. He kept his hands on the wall though to avoid giving the officers any excuse to simply shoot him on the spot.

"She's not from around here, she doesn't know the laws here. I meant nothing by it," he retorted through grit teeth.