This is the world which Adilita surfaced to from the moment she first saw light from the surface world peering through the exit of the catacombs. The miracle of auric light blazed against camoflouged cheeks that turned a sweet creamy brown in response to new light touching her artificially crafted skin. Stone cobbled streets and mysterious races walked or rather seemed to be racing. The place and position she stood at seemed to be a great wall towering above her. The events in the city seemed so interesting yet not her own problems. Adilita saw for herself a new world greatly different from the labarynth tunnels which took her a rapid sprint. It wasn't that the tunnels were bleak or uninteresting but the beautiful light shining above the city was amazing.
Adilita was still nothing but impulses and motion at the cognitive stage she was at so she sprinted towards the crestfallen city. She did not know what awaited her until she saw the edges of the city. Her digital hair seemed to have been replaced by synthesis into realistic hair strands so that when she moved it bounced. Straight brownish gold locks moved silently only aided by the sound of gears and the padding for her feet. The impulse to move was perfectly in sync with the speed she pushed her body to running. The hologram of her body seemed to leave an afterglow mirage of blues as her bionic body of blues appeared slightly transparent. Adilita didn't know yet what it was meant to be tired and shouldn't ever have to. She saw stone slab buildings placed side by side from the district she ran through. Adilita's senses told her how to avoid impact with people but something about them seemed to make her stop slow to a stop. This world was so much for her to take in and the variety of people was different. Luckily for her naive cognition the data files of her maker's genetic library came alive to explain things for her. Whoever he was to Adilita was starting to bring curiosity because so much had been put into her. The curiosity emotion transferred outward from the depths of her multilayered progranming to the highest cognitive process she possessed causing her to openly stare at people. A blue skinned female lady seemed to be wailing with people trying to comfort her through her hysteria. "The light just flashed and my baby was gone." There were other unusual things that made her wonder as the last blazes of color diminished leaving to cavern of Mesta to return to the light of crystals and sun peering through. The first were the unattended places like half opened doors or a wagon that seemed mysteriously abandoned. The only clue left lay on the seat as though something had held it together were the cloth materials; No, 'Clothes' the database corrected Adilita's observance as she had broken it down from basic information. Clothes were the things that most of these people seemed to carry on them and the wagon was not alone that the people were not carrying these clothes anymore. The street seemed decorated with these; 'Littered' with in places where one may casually had walked. As a complete stranger to everyone and everything she was yet untouched by what she sawbut slowly it began to register. The very same cause of the disturbances in the laboratory were somehow connected to the city's present appearance.
For all Adilita knew about this place it could have been natural for the ambience to be this way. It took Adilita's impulses less that a nano to leap into action onto a rooftop to observe more. The leap was automatically controlled as she observed with the same curious detachment. When she landed Adilita took over from the crouched position that cushioned the impact. She saw more than she expected as blocks of buildings and upside down v-shaped crests broke the sky. She learned that the miraculous buildings had different shapes as we from the area she stood on. "Lass get off my roof before I call a mageguard to remove you at once. Jimmy, Jimmy oh-Jimmy the light took you!" The owner of the home called out before realizing that the spell had taken her son as well. Many would find their loved ones gone and some who were not so load as well. To Adilita she only felt the impulse to see everything so she jumped back by thegle lady causing her to reach out and try to slap the android for shocking her like that. If it wasn't for the fact Adilita had left in a bundle of blazing afterglow to be untouched by the startled woman's slap she might have learned her first hot plate lesson that day. Respectable lesson in a way that the people of Anadoria were survivors one sort or another and you do not make the mistake Adilita had.
This lesson would never come for Adilita but in fact had been the very cause of her birthday. The citizens were no cannon fodder or helpless damsels and would slap even a necromancer silly before the first lick of balefire rose to try to turn that citizen into undead. The poor chap would need to have some calcium in thier cheekbones (undead or not) to take that from a common native and finish the cast. Death was no enemy nor was a friend to anyone and was rather salty about having to visit Anadoria anytine someone passed away because of a few incidents on the job regarding the leatherworn personalities these folk had. Death had since insured himself with a daily double dose of calcium to numb his cheekbone which pained him once in a while from the fracture in it.
After an hour of dashing districts to see markets, housing, and magical construction Adilita seemed to have expected to meet another being like her but somehow she was out of place. Nearly all the beings were organic while some even had a hidden glow inside them from her visual display. The library feed left that information unexplained leaving her to put that observation on hold. The entire hour which allowed her to explore the city streets and rooftops showed her the layout of the city. Even if the map was already charted in her memory drive it didn't account for a hundred years of change which caused Adilita to choose not to rely on it completely. It also made sure that any potential encounters with anyone in the city was impossible. Her adaptation to this place began to show after the hour as she soon chooses not to 🏃 run but 🚶walk. It was something that seemed to influence her awareness of her surroundings but eventually she did bump into someone. A woman at a newly dug grave marker stood with a shovel in her hand. Her skin was not the normal light skinned shade of beings that Adilita saw. The library pulled up old sigils that gave the woman's name. It was on a hill in the corner of the city walls furthest away from people but near a large temple looking building. The sombre look of the woman left Adilita to watch the woman's act of resolution from a distance. Yes, it was true that Adilita still felt a longing to find her maker but the foreshadowing of what she saw was similar to that feeling. With such interest and a lack of expectations for Adilita the time passed as she stood watching over the woman. The sun was setting and wiping away much of the day's disaster but also bringing to light the potential loss of clues.
Adilita assumed that her maker lived and decided to make something to describe the image. Adilita was an android not a robot so she couldn't possibly have the ability to create holographic projections like the machines outside the Fourth. Instead she discovered that by marking a marking a wooden board she had something to show. By moving into the busiest part of the city, the black market district, she could search for the maker. In making a carving of Wren S. Ift it cause Adilita to discovered a hidden data file where she had taken. It was not anything that she understood but it showed a silver ruby locket shaped into a ❤ heart. The status alert marked 'Dangerous parasitic entity' but the file name showed- "What where you're going little girl." A man bumped into Adilita as she'd delved too deep into her browsing of her software system. "You wouldn't-" Adilita's learned reflex was to reach out and slap the man for startling her just as like the woman has earlier in her day. "Wha-" the man cried out only to be interrupted by a follow up backhand. After the second blow Adilita's mind fired up with joy from this and couldn't figure out why. As a result she tested a front hand just to see what caused her to 😃 smile from this. Like a naive woman who cared nothing about consequences she tested the right cheek front hand and the left cheek back hand until she was sure that it was fun to do it. It was at the 33rd degree mark that the man's face was too numb from Adilita's aloid hand hitting him that his simping complex broke out into an all out rage.
The masculine fury was of course knocked a few notches down by the net set of front hand and back hand along with his head had it not been attatched to his shoulders. Adilita's laugh was innocent bells as she continued her assaulting greeting on the stranger.
"YOU CAN FORGET IT LADY! I AIN'T GOING TO MUG YOU NO'MO," He bellowed so loudly that a few shopkeepers of the black market that watched the man stopped what they were doing. The next set of slaps the man showed Adilita something interesting by avoiding the slaps twice in a row and grumbling off about getting himself some mead. He rubbed his number cheeks as he left the girl he'd made an excuse to harass lost in the crowd of people.
Adilita was shocked for a moment as she was blown off in the middle of her greet and her joy dropped from cloud nine back to her core module. Adilita wasn't a noble lady with a high class slapping skill set but the speed and force of her slaps were unrestrained completely due to the lack of understanding of her limits. To the shopkeeps who were watching this scene they'd seen a blur similar to the one that they'd heard in rumors throughout their day. They'd thought it was a new type of meta human that appeared due to the king's sudden unexplained disappearance as well as possibly a new monster created by the lost lives that day. Grief was only for the living so they held it in their hearts but amduring their night work in the market Adilita answered their question. The androids' shock wore off of her causing her to follow the leatherfaced greeter on a myriad of cute annoying girl adventures by sheer overpowering fluffy sweet behaviour. The key word is almost because the man was gone and soon even his heat trace lost with it in the throne of passing crowds.
It was when she locked eyes with a jewel merchant and nearly blinked right over to his stall from the motion her android body moved at that she saw severe regret that night. It was the second major emotion that she noticed that seemed similar to the deep sadness the fae woman carried. The last regret the merchant had was not plucking his eyes out before entering the world market because she was about to ruin his business tonight. The aforementioned she raised her hand in greeting as if to prepare herself to relish the joy of violence. "Take anything!" The pitiful merchant cried not wanting to go through what the warrior earlier had handle against this slap happy monster. Adilita was not stupid, just sorta behaving simple out of sheer naivete so she put her weappn of greeting away so as to stop scaring the vendor. She looked at the materials and thanks to her cybernetic-like system (remember she appeared as light tan, brown golden haired girl with straight locks reaching to the shoulder blades not as her metalic form), Adilita saw the strongest energy sources and vibrations out. Almost everything the merchant had was fake so the woman in Adilita picked up the fakes and crushed them with vengeance. Afterwards it made Adilita wonder what came over her but seeing as the vendor's offer was for grabs she did exactly that. There in his collection of real jewels she took the rarest thing the black market had to offer that night. In all means of chances the shouldn't have that type of luck as luck was for the heroes with a perfect set of gary sue nat twenty. Yet, once she touched it she recognized it as a shard from the picture of the locket but it was blue. In fact it was the same blue her core emitted and she could feel it's call to her. Lost but aware in the daze of her world she could see the merchant working up a nerve to strike out but seeing her previous history of slap happy violent behavior he resisted using any of his power. Anadorians were tough but Mestarians were not like Keystone or Chan where there was only human bloodlines or singular mixes. He would find a way to take revenge so with a mater of fact attitude he told her, "You picked the most dangerous one out of them all. Legend says that our king once had a son who he had turned into a godkiller just to wage war against the Capital citystates. Seeing that you are a pretty lady who knows her fakes from real then I hope you realize the item is dangerous and only I know how to-".
The man jumped back because Adilita's twitched her slap cannons slightly. The vendor gave up the idea of vengeance and settle once again for the peace treaty because being slapped wasn't the painful part but the degrading feeling of insult would have left the regretful merchant emotionally scarred. In short it wasn't his best night so to shoo this roudy sixteen year old away her pulled out some parchment to write instructions. "The king's son has a name and he is our protector. Carrow Corrow lost a piece of his soul this is what it formed into." The shopkeep thrust tge instructions and vent out from behind his counter to persuavily push her back into the crowd. "We're closed!"
'You don't look closed.' Adilita thought as she put away the jewel into a safe place inside her chest. It was time to see this king to find out why this stone was similar to the heart locket. She wandered through the crowd and forgetting her drawing on the ground because she had no more use for it. If chance happens onxe then chance strike twice because the abandoned carving was picked up by a watcher.