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The pervasive feeling of being watched - no, not just watched, hunted - made the hair on Raish’s neck stand on end. Even worse, no matter where she looked, nothing stood out to her. Everything was static, unmoving, seemingly not dangerous in any way. And for some reason, that frightened Raish...

All things considered, Raish was a little surprised that the creepy monster dudes all seemed to go down so easily. Horror vids always made it seem like the heroes were always just on the brink of death, that the monsters were all super strong and fast and could battle through anything. It was...

Despite not knowing their origin or what they meant, Raish couldn’t get the symbols out of her mind. It was like an earworm looping over and over in her head, except somehow more annoying and harder to get rid of simply because she had no idea what the fuck they meant. As she went back out in...

As Raish passed through the doors to Sentient Resources, she was a bit surprised that it was so.. easy. She'd expected to have to force her way in either by peeling the doors apart or with her lightsaber, but instead had to do neither. Not that she was complaining, of course. The first thing...

Raish had been standing outside for what seemed like forever. Her path blocked by some muscle bound bouncer with more ego than sense, thinking himself fit to be gatekeeper to the fun that was behind those doors. Apparently it didn't matter that she'd received an invitation, or was actually...

It was rare for Raish to do something with a particular purpose in mind. Ever since she had escaped the lab she had wandered the galaxy a free soul, a true soul. She had no direction, no rules, no one breathing down her neck or beating her into submission to follow their rules and whims. And she...

Staring down the seemingly endless expanse of hallway, Raish couldn’t help but let the feelings of unease and dread bubble in her stomach. Despite her somewhat monstrous and frightening appearance, she was just as easily spooked as the next person. Goosebumps spread across her skin as the...

In the lab where I was created, actually. Never been in a barn before. Raish said nonchalantly, like she were telling Vossari the time of day. To her, it was simply a fact of her life that she were raised in a laboratory. It didn't really dawn on her that other people might find that a lot more...

Before Raish could get a good look at what was on the datapad, she felt something slam into her. Her right arm took the brunt of the impact and she felt the warm, numbing feeling spread from her shoulder all the way down to her fingertips. All in all, it was actually kind of pleasant. It was...

As both of her fellow prisoners slid over their bowls of food to her, Raish couldn't help but think that at least something was on the up and up. She slurped down each bowl like it was the first thing she'd eaten in months, barely taking the time to breathe between them. When she was done Raish...

Raish entered the building with everyone else and was absolutely floored by what they saw. Based on the outside and the grossness of the swamp, it was no where close to what she was expecting. When the guy said the banquet wasn't going to start for hours she was a little dejected.. until the she...

Sometimes Raish got herself into situations that really didn’t make much sense. It was probably due in no small part to her really never saying no when it came to the call of potential adventure, no matter how dangerous or potentially life threatening that adventure was. It was just fun to be a...

There were few things in life that truly rattled Raish. Chief among them was the situation she found herself in now, chained to a fucking wall with seemingly no way for her to escape. It pulled her back into a dark place, reminded her of her childhood growing up in a laboratory that was more...

Eating.. better? As far as Raish was concerned, all food was good food. She would pretty much eat anything that wouldn't immediately kill her by ingesting it, though she had more than one close call in that regard throughout her life. Why were they called packing peanuts if they weren't actually...

The bird that delivered the invitation letter had come as a great surprise to Raish. She had never really been invited to anything in her life, most occasions that required her presence were usually more of a forced participation thing than someone actually wanting her to be there. Even more of...