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In battle, Starwind is a screaming whirlwind of fury who unleashes her frustrations and anxieties on her foes. In social situations, however, Sarah is notably shy and uncomfortable around strangers. Having been raised by and among humans, she is acutely aware of how scary and different she might look to some of them. | In battle, Starwind is a screaming whirlwind of fury who unleashes her frustrations and anxieties on her foes. In social situations, however, Sarah is notably shy and uncomfortable around strangers. Having been raised by and among humans, she is acutely aware of how scary and different she might look to some of them. | ||
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| + | | valign="top" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 style="font-size: 100%;text-align:left;border-bottom: solid silver 1px;border-right: solid silver 1px;border-left: solid silver 1px;" | '''March 7th, 2001''' <br> The interloping Qularr vessel downed off the coast has been retrieved, and its contents sorted. I’ve been assigned to monitor and study the anomalous egg found within. As I’ve recorded more thoroughly in my notes, it has a faint bioluminescence to it. I find the coloration and the timing of the pulses calming and pleasant. | ||
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| + | No signs of harmful radiation levels or potential toxins, so I’ve been unofficially cleared to take it home with me over the weekend in order to keep a closer eye on it. Despite my worrywort of a husband’s objections and concerns. | ||
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| + | I've arranged it beneath a heat lamp in the basement and properly fortified the only exit in the event that whatever emerges—if it were to hatch—is hostile. | ||
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| + | | valign="top" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 style="font-size: 100%;text-align:left;border-bottom: solid silver 1px;border-right: solid silver 1px;border-left: solid silver 1px;" | '''March 9th, 2001''' <br> Professor Hoskins informed me that some strange men in suits raided the university. They presented no identification, claiming only to work for humanity's best interests. Years of research, thousands of dollars of lab equipment, everything from the recent crash, all gone. If I had not taken the egg with me, it would be gone as well. | ||
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| + | This morning, while I was in transit, they arrived at my home as well. I do not know how my husband knew to hide the egg, or why he did so even after they assaulted him, but I could not be more grateful. | ||
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| + | I have sworn the others at the lab to secrecy. Carl and I will keep the egg hidden until we can get to the bottom of this. | ||
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| + | | valign="top" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 style="font-size: 100%;text-align:left;border-bottom: solid silver 1px;border-right: solid silver 1px;border-left: solid silver 1px;" | '''April 10th, 2001''' <br> She hatched this morning. She is definitely not Qularr, although there is a partial resemblance. I will have to run more thorough tests later. As I’ve recorded in my notes, the infant is apparently ectothermic in nature and requires a constant outside heat source in this stage of her life cycle. As such, I have not put her down all day. Carl suggests the heat lamp would be sufficient, but when I look in her eyes… I know that she needs me. | ||
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| + | Her exoskeletal plates are still soft. She might be hurt if I left her alone. I am making the logical choice. | ||
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| + | I am naming her Sarah, after my grandmother. | ||
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| + | | valign="top" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 style="font-size: 100%;text-align:left;border-bottom: solid silver 1px;border-right: solid silver 1px;border-left: solid silver 1px;" | '''July 21st, 2001''' <br> This morning I woke with a start. I could not find Sarah anywhere. I tore through the house, fearing the worst, only to find her cradled in the arms of my husband Carl while my boys cooed over her. The entire family has now seemingly taken to her, and I could not be happier. | ||
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| + | I am calling every favor I have with PRIMUS, Sarah is going to be given a birth certificate and registered officially as my daughter. It is in the infant’s best interest, I’ve argued, to stay with the group she has already imprinted with. Fox and Ralph are excited to have a new baby sister. | ||
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[[Category:Character]] [[Category:Female]] [[Category:Gay]] [[Category:Half-Alien]] [[Category:Science]] [[Category:Hero]] [[Category:Celestial]] [[Category:New Jersey]] | [[Category:Character]] [[Category:Female]] [[Category:Gay]] [[Category:Half-Alien]] [[Category:Science]] [[Category:Hero]] [[Category:Celestial]] [[Category:New Jersey]] | ||
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Starwind is, like many superheroes, something of an anomaly. Just over two decades ago, a Qularr scout ship raided coastal New Jersey; when it was brought down and the pilots were defeated, a genetically engineered egg was found in an incubator within the cargo hold. It contained the DNA of Qularr, Human, and additional unidentified sources. When it hatched some months later, the infant was taken in and raised by one of the scientists assigned to study it: Dr. Susanne Sullivan.
In battle, Starwind is a screaming whirlwind of fury who unleashes her frustrations and anxieties on her foes. In social situations, however, Sarah is notably shy and uncomfortable around strangers. Having been raised by and among humans, she is acutely aware of how scary and different she might look to some of them.
| Personal Log of Dr. Susanne Sullivan, Phd | ||||
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| March 7th, 2001 The interloping Qularr vessel downed off the coast has been retrieved, and its contents sorted. I’ve been assigned to monitor and study the anomalous egg found within. As I’ve recorded more thoroughly in my notes, it has a faint bioluminescence to it. I find the coloration and the timing of the pulses calming and pleasant. No signs of harmful radiation levels or potential toxins, so I’ve been unofficially cleared to take it home with me over the weekend in order to keep a closer eye on it. Despite my worrywort of a husband’s objections and concerns. I've arranged it beneath a heat lamp in the basement and properly fortified the only exit in the event that whatever emerges—if it were to hatch—is hostile. | ||||
| March 9th, 2001 Professor Hoskins informed me that some strange men in suits raided the university. They presented no identification, claiming only to work for humanity's best interests. Years of research, thousands of dollars of lab equipment, everything from the recent crash, all gone. If I had not taken the egg with me, it would be gone as well. This morning, while I was in transit, they arrived at my home as well. I do not know how my husband knew to hide the egg, or why he did so even after they assaulted him, but I could not be more grateful. I have sworn the others at the lab to secrecy. Carl and I will keep the egg hidden until we can get to the bottom of this. | ||||
| April 10th, 2001 She hatched this morning. She is definitely not Qularr, although there is a partial resemblance. I will have to run more thorough tests later. As I’ve recorded in my notes, the infant is apparently ectothermic in nature and requires a constant outside heat source in this stage of her life cycle. As such, I have not put her down all day. Carl suggests the heat lamp would be sufficient, but when I look in her eyes… I know that she needs me. Her exoskeletal plates are still soft. She might be hurt if I left her alone. I am making the logical choice. I am naming her Sarah, after my grandmother. | ||||
| July 21st, 2001 This morning I woke with a start. I could not find Sarah anywhere. I tore through the house, fearing the worst, only to find her cradled in the arms of my husband Carl while my boys cooed over her. The entire family has now seemingly taken to her, and I could not be happier. I am calling every favor I have with PRIMUS, Sarah is going to be given a birth certificate and registered officially as my daughter. It is in the infant’s best interest, I’ve argued, to stay with the group she has already imprinted with. Fox and Ralph are excited to have a new baby sister. | ||||
