Joul

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STATS
Name: Joul
Sex: Male
Gender: Aro Ace
Age: 29

Description: A thin and sinewy man, Joul looks and acts rather bland. He always has a neutral expression and his dissertations have been known to put people to sleep. He has blond hair that usually is in need of a haircut, a light complexion and brown eyes. Joul wears functional clothing but likes them to be pristine. A small tear or stain will cause him to throw them out.
Personality: Joul is socially awkward. He means well but has very little practice in handling other people. He feels much more at ease in the cockpit of a spaceship where everything is nice and structured. Joul takes care in every decision he makes, being very analytical. He might not have chosen the best he could get, but he managed to build a crew that seems to work. He usually leaves them to their own job and observes, only stepping in in times of crisis. 

Short Bio: Spending a lot of time on his own growing up, Joul did a lot of reading. Most of what he read were manuals and technical descriptions earning him an admission into the school of his choice which in turn led to him being selected to take the officer's exam in the space program. From there he managed to excel enough to make it to captain. Voyaging to the edge of the universe wasn't his idea, but he'll run with it.
Job: Leader of the crew, coordinates the jobs and supports whatever job needs him.

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HATCHING
Night was falling and a warm breeze caressed the island. There were hardly clouds to obscure the night sky that looked especially magical with stars and nebulous wisps. No night ever looked the same but it was rare to see such a spectacle. But not many eyes were cast upwards. Most people were gathered around the Island sands where torches provided light and extra warmth. Five female hathians protected a collection of eggs and the six males that had sired them eyes the spectators and candidates warily. In fact, not too many candidates had been selected as some of the parenting hathians were intending to take a few of the offspring home.
Of the gathered candidates, 4 were human, two were Lanuthan twins but there was also a couple of elfs, a dwarf and a lion-like Liron. But maybe the most conspicuous of the candidates was the hathian Brasedi, who although he claimed he was red, looked very much purple-pink and blue. As the mascot of Carramba High he had brought merchandise and a big banner with him and he was now proudly standing below that banner and waited for newly hatched hathians to join him.
A silver hatchling made his way across the sands, a natural-born leader, he seemed intent on straightening out a few of his siblings, calling them to attention, before he continued on to Joul, the leader of the engineering crew of a stranded spaceship.
"Choemu." Cheas supplied.

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FLIGHT
Mauve dreaded the need to rise. It meant showing herself in all her asoects and allowing others to judge her. There would be chasers, there always were. Some would covet her for her mind while others just wanted to prove themselves. But Mauve did not want to go through this. Finding a mate had proved very difficult for the shy yellow female so she had decided that her only option lay in hiding herself away during the hormone-driven days of estrus.
Choemu meanwhile had noticed the absence of one of the hathians belonging to 'his' crew. Just like his bond Joul, he felt very responsible about the fate of the humans that worked alongside them. And in extension of the hathians who had bonded them. No-one seemed to know what was going on. But Choemu was fast and intelligent and he knew the others well.
Choemu found Mauve in the end. Tucked away and denying herself to what could be a joyful occasion. The silver hathian did read Mauve's body language correctly and knew better than to force the issue.
"I'll keep watch." he let her know, not invading on her privacy for anything else.
Mauve startled at the voice of the silver that was a leader to them, even if he wasn't female. She froze and wondered what would happen next. But after a long time, she realised that nothing had to happen and she felt reassured. She even got some rest as Choemu watched over her hiding place far removed from the others. And in her dreams, she felt secure and cared for.

STATS
Name: Choemu
Gender: Male
Description:
     *Species: Hathian
     *Parents: Green Cheas & Red Vios*
     *Colour: Silver
     *Horns: Gold
     *Size: Average
Personality: A leader who likes to keep others in check. Choemu keeps track of a lot and he likes it. Not being in control worries him. Choemu likes order and sticking to the rules.
Abilities:
     *Telepathy
     *Verbal Speech (Hathian)
     *Teleportation
     *Breath Weapon: Fire and Ice

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STORY_._._[JOUL]_._[KAYA]_._[SING]_._[WADE]

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