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This is the largest and most beautiful garden on Terra.
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Wing City Gardens

The Large Garden at the Center of Wing City.

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Wing City Gardens is a part of Wing City.

8 Places in Wing City Gardens:

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Confessor [33] Confessor has the ability to 'touch' a person with her power. Once 'touched', that person is no longer who they used to be, but now eternally devoted to the Confessor.
Crestelle [28] Is the sister of Celina. She is kind and caring but can go a little insane if anyone bothers or harms thoses she cares about. You have been warned...
Salazar [20] "I was once called The Serpent. Then I was slaughtered. Now I am back".
Kori Sora. [18] a girl with a huge claw for a left hand. it's almost like it's made of metal. she has white hair and red eyes. and a weird scar on her left eye.
Zelsane [17] Divinity in its darkest form.
Remy Brown [11] "I'm not that nerdy.."
Lucian Segal [11] A paladin unlike the others.
Moonlight Shadow [11] His actuall name is Mark. He wears dark assassin armor and an array of knives and daggers. His Atherian eliments are wind and ice.
Clover the Jungle Cat [10] A shy but agile jungle cat, too afraid to speak up but always willing to fight for what is right.

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Nare wandered into the Gardens, amazed by the lush plants growing all around. The plants had vibrant colors and scents coming off of the plants made him feel ecstatic. Almost like he was truly alive again. He looked around, seeing many other citizens of Wing City enjoying their day at the Gardens. It had seemed like the perfect time to go around, trying to gather some information. "Surely these Lessards, the ones Sanina had spoken of, had some form of significance in this city. Right?" He said to himself, under his breath.

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Wren was seated atop one of the vine covered stone walls that dotted the Wing City Gardens. Her feet dangled freely over the edge and her head cocked curiously to one side as Nare passed her by.

As he moved along his way, Wren picked a pebble up and lightly pinged off the back of his head.

"Hey you," the felinoid woman called out to him. "You look lost. Not from around here?" she asked mischievously.

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Nare turned to face the person. "Well, I'm not from around here. And I don't like it when people throw things at my head." He looked at the cat-person, finding it amusing to him the way she looked. " I am looking for information on a certain family. You think you can help?" He stands there waiting for a reply.

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"Around here you should be lucky that's all I threw," Wren remarked playfully. "Lot of not good folk around."

At his inquiry into information she tilted her head curiously once more.

"Might be I can help," Wren answered. "What sort of information are you looking for?"

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"I am looking for information on the Lessard family. Members, associates, recent events pertaining to them. Their past. Anything I can get my hands on, on the Lessard family. I don't really care how to get the information, I just need it. You think you can help?"

He wondered for a second if this was a smart decision to reveal so much. He knew that he shouldn't trust every feline thing he meets, but trying to gather information is never easy. Nare used his eyes to look around, trying to see if anyone was paying any particular attention to the pair.

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Most of the other visitors to the garden didn't seem to be paying the pair much mind as they moved along the walkways caught up in their own quiet discussions.

"I know the name," Wren remarked thoughtfully before she slipped from the side of the wall to land nimbly on the ground. She was smaller than she had looked from below and only stood about five feet tall at her full height. "Information like that is likely to cost someone though," she remarked. "And what's in this for me if I help you?" she asked.

"Don't get me wrong, you look like a nice enough guy. But around here a good deed is just as likely to get you shot as it is not," she pointed out. "I should know. I was shot twice, stabbed, blackmailed, and sold to space pirates all in the span of a year."

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Nare considered his options and came up with something. "You help me out, you get paid. Or maybe you want something else? What is your price?" He had known he was playing a dangerous game. He had remained calm the entire time, so he had some hope Wren would not be able to pick up on his lies. To him, it was a necessity to lie. Any information he could get his hands on would only help him.

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"It's not money I want," Wren remarked. "I want a way off this planet and you're going to help me get that."

"Come on," she said as she turned and led him off back through the gardens the way he had come. "I know a guy who knows a guy. He'll find you what you need, but he doesn't come cheap."

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He nodded and followed right behind. It seemed easy enough to him, all he had to was get the information before the paying up. It looked easy enough to lose oneself in the city. He even had a place to go to he could hide out, Viktors' place.

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Tikaro roused himself from the sleep he'd laid in. What seemed an age ago, he'd laid himself down here on the soft beds of grass, hoping to sleep and let the world pass him by. Sadly, such did not appear to be the case.

As he lifted his snout, shaking the moss and dirt that had covered him like a small hill, and tasted the air, he picked up the scent of fire and death, blood and steel. His jaws pulled into a snarl at the harsh smells, but he could only imagine that the humans had been in one of their wars again. It could only be fate, he thought that had kept him from meeting death at the hands of any number of things during his slumber.

As he opened his midnight eyes, looking around to see if there was anyone around, he noticed that a thick cloud of smoke hung over the city, no more than a thousand feet up.

~Disgusting creatures, humans. One day, perhaps, they'll learn to live with nature. Not likely anytime soon though, if my guess is any good.~ He shrugged and began stretching as this and other such thoughts played across his mind. While he'd slept, he'd dreamed of himself, but it wasn't him as he knew. He'd been a single part of a whole, and that whole was slowly pulling its pieces back together. He'd been but a shard of something greater than anything he'd known before.

And though there was excitement in the dream, it had been filled with trepidation as well.

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"Finally awake I see. Well, not really. But you are. But you aren't." How Vokun had gotten there was a mystery. He hadn't set the destination of his Flux for the fertile grounds of the gardens. The Night dragon was still in the process of moving his belongings over to the city of Proxxi, and quickly. Space-time jumps were a tricky thing however, and with a prod of his violet painted nails, he began to poke at the rids of the fellow dragon before him, humming quietly.

"Since I'm here, oh little 'Piece', lets have a chat. I'm bored, and its been ages since I last talked to one of my own kin. Wakey wakey."

In case the dark scaled beast before him proved angry, he was more then ready to Leap away, as far back as his antique shop. But the diva had gone too long without antagonizing anyone, it seemed.

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The Ocean dragon's head slid around slowly, one eye turned to look Vokun over. The sight of the man prodding him so daintily proved a bit amusing to Tikaro, but rather than bother to let himself be poked at, he instead simply rolled it off his mind, letting it not bother him.

And, as if to show this lack of care, he let his form ripple and shift, turning into the tanned human form he'd come to use so long before.

"And my greetings to you, though I'm not sure we've met. How did you find me?"

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Time to lay on some tongue twisting and mind bending hints and clues with no straight answers! The very prospect made Vokun giddy and giggly like an overly bubbly, air headed school girl of this city. "Oh you dear poor thing! I can find all of you whenever you want. Not that I tried to find you, or the other ones with their silly cords being drawn back. And you all seem to find me, keep in mind. I never went looking for Terem or...whatever his name was Xyphas? Xyfos? Doesn't matter."

Vokun took a step back to grin, admiring his word play. It'd been awhile since he messed with these poor souls.

Though he was in a rush. No telling when another calamity would strike Terra. Especially now. He wondered how long it would take the elders of Orak Ma'az to realize what he'd done...

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~All of us? That was a new thing. He'd known there were other dragons, certainly, but other hims? He'd have to find out more...~ He lifted and eyebrow and sat himself up from where he'd been laying on the ground, then proceeded to stand beside Vokun.

"You speak as if I'm no more than a charlatan's puppet. Please, explain. I have more than enough time to listen, I assure you." He was interested, but more confused than anything. Some strange man rambling odd words to him after he'd woken for several months was less than sensible.

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"You're probably no more of a puppet then I was at one point in my life. We all have someone pulling the strings and covering our eyes in wool or silk. Even if its ourselves deluding...well...ourselves." Vokun checked his internal clock and let out a loud, audible 'tsk!'

"Listen, whatever your name is, come by my shop, and soon. We'll finish this chat there, alright. Thing is, I'm extremely busy today. Good info about another big thing coming to roll this poor city over into its...well...whatever grave its on. Here. Address." He flicked his a card. Kind of hard to read. Dark violet paper with dark violet font, only legible due to the letterings pale lavender outlining.

"Meet me there. Its not far. Near the library, just around the corner."

And he was gone. No smoke, no clap, just a quick burst that sounded like air being sucked out of a paper bag by a hyperventilating ninny.

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"She died, didn't she?" Asked the voice on the other end of the phone, the speakers loud enough for the man holding it to not have to press it against his ear.

"Who knows," he replied. It wasn't a question; a certain sternness in his voice that stopped it from being one.

"Who was she?"

"She wasn't a 'she'," he answered. "Not really. She was some form of biological experiment, a mass of organic gloop that could just happen become a human woman, if she wanted to."

"Will you miss her?"

"I don't think so."

"As cold as ever, I see."

"I'm not cold, you just put me in a bad mood when you started talking."

"Then why did you answer the phone, eh? You know what your problem is?-"

"-goodbye, Jonathan.-"

"-you're a dick."

He put the phone down, then leaned back into the cheap outdoor chair and drank from the coffee he had ordered. He was sitting outside a cafe, overlooking a particularly sensual part of the garden. There weren't many people around, and he had to say he enjoyed the peace.

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The gardens were amongst her favourite places on Terra. They had so much to offer her; a rich tangle of sensory discovery which made her constant pine for sight be forgotten for a short while, which was a rarity. Scents drifted past as she walked, thin soles padding across the stone walkways; familiar to her now as her own soft tones. She found it easy to navigate; years of visiting had accustomed her body to the twists and textures; helping her to build a map as non-physical as can be.

Her cotton-wrapped feet clad in soft leather carried her toward the back end of the café – where she knew they sold the most delicious green tea. Daydreamy thoughts passed through her mind, mostly relatively unimportant things: Where was she going to find herself a new reader? The new girl had no talent for flowing with advanced texts. To employ her as a ward would never do, no matter how sweetly she acted. There was also a monologue to be prepared. A sigh escaped her lips as she passed the small building on the left hand side, fingertips tracing over the weather-worn bricks.

Such thoughts were interrupted when a voice broke the tranquillity. It was not a particularly irate voice, but it lacked relaxed friendliness. Nora could not block out such things, these sounds and tastes and feel were all she had been gifted with, and so her ears trained themselves on the speaker with curiosity. Each step brought her closer. Being so sensitive, she could easily identify the change in dynamics as she approached.

From what she gathered it seemed to be an attempt at consolidation from the other party. A failed attempt, as the male speaker brushed off any emotional connection to a something she was not certain of. This was not so peculiar; it was undoubtedly a man, after all.

Was everyone as nosy as her? She found that hard to believe.

“Privacy is an extremely valuable thing” Nora spoke as she stepped out from the shadow of the café, head turned in the direction she sensed the other person, expression amused.

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"What are you looking at?" He asked, peering back towards the woman. His choice of words could have easily been chosen to offend her, but his lack of care also meant he simply chose them poorly.

"There are many species of flowers, animal, trees, insect and man-made object besides here, so why are you finding me more interesting than any of that?"

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For some reason his words made her laugh; a short light-hearted sound. She did not know whether they were intended to harm - they did seem humorously accurate. Either way, Nora Delphine was not a woman who was easily deflated.

“Why, would you believe it, I happen to be ‘looking’ at nothingness.” She also did not know what he would take the silk band tied around her eyes for. However, it was not an unusual thing that she did, other blinded persons were said to do the same to stop the staring.

She thought his question silly, not thought through. How nice it would be to be able to speak so freely. Her reply was analysed by herself before she replied to him, the seconds slipped past whilst her brain tested her options.

“Mr, they are not conscious”

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"That might be only partially true," he told her, as he stood from his seat, lowered his form over to reach for a flower, and plucked it from the ground. It was bright purple, with eight petals; each a different shape.

"All life shares some form of electromagnetic force bonding us all together. Who are we to say they don't have their own form of consciousness?"

He placed the flower close enough to Nora for her to be able to smell it. "Take it. I don't want to hold it anymore."

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“Perhaps” Her tone was careful.

She could sense movement and tensed some, her head turned, as if to get a better position for hearing. The slight creak as the plastic chair was relieved from strain and settled back into its original position told her he was on his feet. A shuffle, a rustle, the sound of fabric stretching and folding and rubbing as he straightened up.

“I wouldn’t describe a certain primitive intelligence to be consciousness.”

Take it? Take what? A breeze tumbled through the air, carrying the fragrance of the flower along with it on its journey. She inhaled faintly, breathing in the rare perfume. Taking into account the direction the wind had blown from she reached out a hand and found the flower without much fumbling.

She twisted the stem between her thumb and forefinger, making the blossom twirl then shed a loose petal without her noticing.

“For example, I doubt this flower can discern self from other through introspection and reason.”

“And what of your ‘mass of organic gloop’?” She began inquisitively with a sort of cockiness.

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"I'd rather not talk about it," he said simply, as he reached out for his coffee and downed the last of it. He hated coffee; the taste repulsed him. Nor did he feel the energy boost that so many people claimed to get from it. He had bought it anyway though, if not to try, then to keep himself occupied.

"So you're blind, then? What are you doing out here alone?"

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“Of course”

And so her curiosity over that was not to be perused, not yet at least. She would forget all about it with his next flurry of words which encouraged a flash of annoyance and an agitated curl to her lips. The question alone sounded patronising to her, something one would ask a child. Almost instantly she wanted to snap back with ‘Why not?’ but restrained herself from the childish retort which to her, would seem hypocritical of herself after recent musings.

Listening intently to his movements from a short distance away, her arms folded across her chest. A movement which she had been told was to close off social influence and expressed her inner feelings to the world way too easily. Privacy was a valuable thing, and she untangled her limbs from each other into a more neutral position.

“I’m perfectly capable to do so. I see no reason why I shouldn’t.” She wondered for a fleeting moment whether that had been a worse choice of reply, but it was hard to hide the offence. “What are you doing out here alone?” And there went any veil that could have convinced him otherwise that she hadn’t felt insulted…