The Wyvern
Starter for @ulrichxstern
3202205230930, Local Time Unknown
Kiri’s main concern, for the moment, was identification and destruction of the enemy. The day had started out well. The world she had found herself in seem to be Earth in the distant past, a subject that was, despite her attempts at reigning in her curiosity, of great interest to her. The people spoke a language she knew, and it was with almost trivial ease that she’d managed to set up housing and a job to keep her comfortable while she studied the events in the world more. She’d even found a local market where she could buy some amazing dried fruits.
What had soured Kiri’s day, and set her on a different mission, was the attacks. The first attack was in the form of a strange smoke laced with a large amount of electrical and magnetic energy apparently attempting to strike her as she passed a local academy. Her barriers had prevented the smoke from reaching her, even when the smoke had all but engulfed the area around her. As suddenly as it had appeared, however, the smoke dissipated. Kiri had very little time to contemplate the attack, however, as a number of her backups were forcibly locked out, an automated first response to a hacking attempt. The second step in the automated response was for an uncompromised backup to begin hacking the source.
The data she had managed to pull from the hacking attempt had given Kiri a name. X.A.N.A. It had also identified a second target: The nearby academy. She had little else other than files that would need further analysis to go on for the moment, so Kiri shifted into a child form similar in age to the nearest of the students, then walked toward a group of four, three males and an older female, to ask where the headmaster’s office was. That would be the computer she’d need to gain access to if she was to enroll. The academy was still standing, after all. This X.A.N.A. was bound to make other attempts to attack it. Kiri adjusted the lavender sundress she’d chosen as she walked, then shortened the strap of the guitar case Pollux-Nox was currently hidden in. Earth had, for much of its history, been a world where few civilians walked around openly armed, especially in schools. As such, she’d forgone her usual boots and gauntlets for a pair of midnight blue slippers and gloves of the sort a lady might wear for a formal occasion. Completing the outfit was a ribbon of intertwined midnight blue and lavender, holding her lavender hair in a ponytail that went down to the middle of her upper back, a length chosen because long hair seemed to be the fashion among local girls. Kiri had chosen to lengthen her bangs just enough to frame her face, with a pair of hair clips, lavender on her right, midnight blue on her left, holding them out of her red eyes, and had chosen pink lip gloss, something she had read about as being common among girls of the apparent century of Earth’s history, though her preference would have been lavender.
