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"Oh, it's fine. I know all too well. I think we all do." She was mimicking his seating position and his eye line and for a while they both stared at the wall until he forced a chuckle. "Yeah, everyone's side effects are pretty crap. I get panic attacks too." Why are you telling her this...

Cyril wasn't really sure what to do now, so he gave a quick awkward nod. She was still scratching herself and her face was contorted with rage. She said she didn't need any help and if he asked one of the staff for help then they'd just drug her up even more and he knew from experience that that...

Caleb heard a clinking sound behind him and spun around. It was her. He was frozen to the spot, and she was looking directly at him. He ran blindly into the ship, dodging confused guards and constantly looking over his shoulder. He was faster than her at first but he panted as he felt...

Well, at least I know I'm not the only one who has these panic attacks. Seriously. What was in these meds to push so many people over the edge? It was awful. Everyone in the circle was mostly silent and staring out the door where the girl had left. Some were muttering amongst themselves but...

Caleb walked along the deserted streets in the early morning towards the launch bay, trying to focus on the blueprints and map in his hands and not the girl with the metal arm from a few days ago. You haven't even spoken to her. What's more important? Her or getting out of here? He had...

Sorry! Been sick the past few days so I haven't been online much. I'm still in and I'll make sure not to drop out again. :)

Cyril sat across the circle from the girl who waved at him, and she didn't look so good. Her face was a sickly pale, her eyes were unfocused and she was breathing a bit too forcefully, as if she was trying to hold herself together. He knew the feeling all to well, so as someone else stepped...

Caleb stared from across the street in shock. Crime syndicates and muggings were unfortunately quite common in these parts (with so many casinos and billionaires with jealous streaks how wouldn't they be?) but that girl with the metal arm...she was new. Was that a natural mutation? Or perhaps...

Cyril had to hide. He couldn't live like this. He may have been able to swallow his panic for now but it would return. It always did. He hadn't been able to eat anything solid in over a week. He was so hungry and so aware of how brittle and thin his muscles and bones felt but the medication...

Cyril snapped out of thinking about god-knows-what and noticed the new girl sitting at the table. "Sorry. Zoned out for a sec there. I'm Cyril." Lack of focus, a clear sign of a med-induced panic attack on the horizon. He looked around to try and find an exit just in case he makes a...

"Well, Mel, the thing is that we're being nice to you because we want to steal your soul." She looked startled for a second so he smiled jokingly and made a mental note to not go too far with her. "Just kidding. Neither of us can actually do that. You just seemed terrified of us and there's...

Meanwhile on Seoul9, Caleb also sits at his desk and stares at his computer, trying to block out the sounds of a couple of his co-workers celebrating after being accepted in the first scientific collaboration with Pyxis: a voyage to The Sea. He wanted to go. Of course he did. He wanted to gain...

Cyril is staring at a girl in the corner of the room, only taking her eyes off her when she looks towards the table. She's obsessively rubbing her skin that looks ice-cold, and she just looks so downcast. As Sky sits down he gestures towards her and asks: "Should we ask if she wants to sit...

Name: Bela Giller Nickname: N/A Age: 16 Gender: Male Sexuality: Homosexual Birthday: 25th September Height: 5 foot 11 Weight: 130 lbs Hair color: Black Eye color: Dark brown Written description: Long mid-length black hair, very thin especially around the face, still quite...

It's a miracle: Cyril had actually found someone in this place with a healthy dose of humor and positivity! "Nice to see you, Sky. I'm Cyril. And yeah, you're right. I've only been here a few weeks and I don't tend to go to meals so that's probably why you haven't seen me." It was his turn...

Cyril is waiting in the lunchtime queue, ignoring the overpowering stench of spam-ish bacon and overcooked eggs and staring at the prone man being dragged off, probably to be given more of those god-awful meds. Poor bastard. He can never get used to seeing people like this, the way they are...

Okay. Thanks! Let's just say that his hair is white colored then.

Thanks! :)

Name: Caleb Grant Age: 21 Sex/ Gender (if applicable): Male Race: Pyxan Sexuality: Bisexual Current Location (where your character will start. Eg: Pyxis, The Sea, Seoul9): Seoul9 Appearance: White neatly combed hair, stubble, tall, formal dress, fairly physically strong, mostly human...

Name: Cyril Waker Gender: Male Age: 19 Appearance: Blond curly shoulder length hair, hazel eyes, faded freckles, short and skinny, bright smile, pale skin Personality: Easygoing, has a dark deadpan sense of humor, loyal, loves reading, long walks and music, can sometimes go too far with...