Sora had been living with the Sentinel, Davor, for a few months now. It had been an awkward transition from the sparse laboratory room which fulfilled her basic needs to the lavish suite which made her feel spoiled. She knew not what to do with herself when she first arrived.
The room was mostly white with various decor and bits of red thrown in. It seemed the room could be divided into three, and white flowing curtains that could act as the dividers. The bath was on the far right with a large freestanding tub, a vanity table to its right and a basin to its left. The center appeared more… well she did not know what exactly only that it had a nice sofa, with an odd looking canvas behind it, and a large pillow on the ground to relax upon as an alternative to the bed; it was also convent when Davor wanted to talk to her, he had a place to sit and she had a place to sit! A sitting room perhaps? Finally the left side of the room was the bedroom. The sheets were white with plenty of soft plush pillows, a fireplace at the head of the bed, a large mirror opposite with a room partition though it did not offer much privacy, and a large window to allow light in. The window had no glass, she did not really know what it was exactly as her knowledge on the way technology worked was limited. It simply created a barrier against the elements but still allowed for a breeze to flow into the room. The window also held an intricate web of design on it, that created beautiful shadows and figures. Although she did not realize they acted as prison bars, and Davor who knew her wings were basically useless still wanted to ensure she could not escape. To ensure her captivity, Davor ensured her suite was constantly locked, and made it known to Sora she could not step foot outside her room without him escorting her.
Despite being confined to a single room most of the time, Sora was not bored. Davor came to her room daily to partake of her company, even if he did not interact with her the entire time. One of the decors the room contained was a tall stack of books. Her reading skills were minimal, but she tried, usually resorting to creating her own narratives or conclusions; it was both an amusement and annoyance to Davor. Although it did not annoy him as much as her trying to play the odd instrument which had been part of the rooms decor. After only a few minutes strumming the strings he removed it from her possession. She should have minded more but he easily placated her with compliments about her voice. Sora enjoyed creating melodies and dancing to her own creations; she enjoyed it more when performing for the Sentinel. And Davor took immense pleasure in making his pretty song bird sing… in more ways than one.
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Seven years ago while Zecheriah was still a part of the breeding program, his genetic material was used to create a female prodigy.
This human, not even fully developed, was genetically altered to have avian features. She was part of an experiment to see if humans could be given the ability of flight. When she was “born” she was not the cutest thing alive. Her wings were still naked stubs with peach fuzz, her hair on her head was patchy; she did not look fully developed. In order to try and fix this, not waste their precious time waiting for her to grow up as a normal human does, they altered her Pituitary Gland among other drugs to increase her growth factor.
Sora’s lab results began to show signs of her avian features becoming more prominent as she grew older. Her lungs abide smaller had more aerobic capacity as compared to the average man. Her bones were similar to large birds, consisting of a density of about 0.3g/cm3, whereas an average humans would be 1.5g/cm3. Her bones are mostly air-filled, but reinforced by cross-beams known as trabeculae, making them extremely light. and her muscles larger than the average humans. As her feathers grew in they started as a dull brown, and later when she hit puberty, they molted, transforming into bright vibrant colors wings. Her hair had grown and fanned out, clumping together to resemble the tail feathers of a bird, gaining a golden color at the tips.
At seven years after her creation, she was more akin to a 14 year old human. The Collective by this time had deemed her a failure. That although she had the advantages and genetics that allowed for flight, her wings just over 7 feet from point to point, were not large enough, nor had her body and muscles developed sufficiently enough to allow for sustained flight. It appeared in order to do so, she had to be more bird like in her body structure than human like. She was however able to glide with the currents given the right conditions, and push off enough to dodge or jump over something, but this was not enough for the Collective.
And due to her more delicate nature she was unfit for hard labor, and as a failure undesirable for breeding. She was bartered away as an item to a Sentinel who found her looks appeasing to the eyes in the dull world he lived in. She was a bird in a cage, moving from one cell to another… but just as any bird that has never known freedom she did not know what she was missing, and enjoyed her simple life as a pretty bird for her master.
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This human, not even fully developed, was genetically altered to have avian features. She was part of an experiment to see if humans could be given the ability of flight. When she was “born” she was not the cutest thing alive. Her wings were still naked stubs with peach fuzz, her hair on her head was patchy; she did not look fully developed. In order to try and fix this, not waste their precious time waiting for her to grow up as a normal human does, they altered her Pituitary Gland among other drugs to increase her growth factor.
Sora’s lab results began to show signs of her avian features becoming more prominent as she grew older. Her lungs abide smaller had more aerobic capacity as compared to the average man. Her bones were similar to large birds, consisting of a density of about 0.3g/cm3, whereas an average humans would be 1.5g/cm3. Her bones are mostly air-filled, but reinforced by cross-beams known as trabeculae, making them extremely light. and her muscles larger than the average humans. As her feathers grew in they started as a dull brown, and later when she hit puberty, they molted, transforming into bright vibrant colors wings. Her hair had grown and fanned out, clumping together to resemble the tail feathers of a bird, gaining a golden color at the tips.
At seven years after her creation, she was more akin to a 14 year old human. The Collective by this time had deemed her a failure. That although she had the advantages and genetics that allowed for flight, her wings just over 7 feet from point to point, were not large enough, nor had her body and muscles developed sufficiently enough to allow for sustained flight. It appeared in order to do so, she had to be more bird like in her body structure than human like. She was however able to glide with the currents given the right conditions, and push off enough to dodge or jump over something, but this was not enough for the Collective.
And due to her more delicate nature she was unfit for hard labor, and as a failure undesirable for breeding. She was bartered away as an item to a Sentinel who found her looks appeasing to the eyes in the dull world he lived in. She was a bird in a cage, moving from one cell to another… but just as any bird that has never known freedom she did not know what she was missing, and enjoyed her simple life as a pretty bird for her master.
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