Amethyst

Name	Amethyst
Gender	Female
Homeworld	Rookery / Aperture Resides in the surface structures above North Aperture doing security and monitor
Class	Junior
Nut	Not
Totem	none
Smarts	7
Bod/Feet	4
RWP	6
Luck	5
Drive	2
Looks	4
Cool	4
Bonk	3
Powers	Telepathy Teleportation (line of sight) Electronics Control Electric Control
Clusters	Hack Anything +3 Programming +3
Skills	Communicate With Geeks +3 Barter +2
Knacks	Smells Great +2
1	Netiquette / Charybdis
2	Adv. Tech Languages / Charybdis
3	Way Off Base 10 / Saiintenella
4	Cyberdecks / Lyle
5	Teleportation Practice / Retali8r
6	Universal History / Argle
7	Weather Control Implications / Tempest
8	Analyzing Tactics Video Games / Mullen
Pets: Sparky
Dragon	Reygurbreth Nightspark
Family	Ambrose Vale son with Mike Vale Ramona Rosenberg (spliced) with Ben Rosenberg

She had the touch with computers that made GLaDOS a bit wary. Almost from the start, from before she was standing and talking with her sisters, Amethyst gave off a mysterious vibe. At least, one which the computer system had to worry about. Observation cameras would go wonky whenever she walked under them, random things would occur from dispensers and printers. To Amethyst those things were fun and laughable. To GLaDOS of course they were unnerving.

Best to keep the girl occupied, and so GLaDOS gave her sisters tasks that would require the pale-clothed girl's attention as well. If anything, "Mother" got a workout when dealing with Amethyst too, but she admitted to herself later that the girl was dangerous. Dangerous to her, of course, maybe not to others of a more organic bent.

Amethyst was neither geeky nor withdrawn when they arrived to Carramba - she didn't really have much to geek out about at home. It was all very practical and sensible and useful, what she could do to a Combine computer system. She learned from the Vortigaunts how to manage her powerful electric forces, aiming them across a room or short distance and blowing things away. So for the most part she'd been of use as a defensive type for the sisters as they wandered around the outskirts of City 8. However, Carramba was an eye-opener for everyone.

And there, she thrived. Almost everything ran on computers! Almost - but what didn't, generally ran on electricity and that was easy for her to control too! So she took every computer-based course she could on her schedule, and enjoyed it every minute of the day.

Because she'd never really had access to an internet, merely some communication lines and dangerous Combine chatter, Amethyst sat in rapt attention during her Netiquette class. It was the same in her Technical Languages class, where she essentially learned to read and write down what she already knew the computer was 'saying'. Hacking? Hah. Amethyst didn't really have to 'hack' anything to get it to do what she wanted. Sometimes, computers even fell over themselves to please her.

Of course, so did the geeky boys, but she liked that just as much as anything else. The last class of her day, that blasted Video Games course that some say is just another hour to blow, let her blow off steam and put her skills to a real test: Professor Mullen wouldn't let her actually hack the computer devices, but he did have her reprogram some of them to be more appropriately challenging to the other students. Ms. Lyle's Cyberdecking class was like that too - Amethyst didn't need head implants to know what to do, some others in that class were similarly psionic in their control over machinery.

Amethyst even took up tutoring for Way Off Base 10, because some folks just couldn't deal with oddities like 'base thirteen converted into base seven'. And not once did she demean her tutored friends, she just wasn't like that at all.

Like some of her sisters she took the Universal History course which taught them all so much more than the tidbits that GLaDOS would allow. It wasn't that Mother had kept things from them, either, it was more that she just didn't have this information stored anywhere easily available. Now that they had it, things made way more sense to the girls. Professor Argle noted with pleasure that Amethyst might have made an excellent political science major, she understood trends and saw patterns that few others did.

Patterns were why she took the Weather Control class, too. Well, that and she had a little nagging thought in the back of her head the whole time, that maybe things would go better for their homeworld if they could regain control over their weather. The coastlines were ruined, the water level at home was much lower than this world's. When it rained, it was awful rain. When it was hot, it was terrible and dry. It was no wonder that hardly anything lived properly any more - antlions and weird things transplanted to Earth not withstanding.

Amethyst's other class kept her teleportation under control. She could be seen sometimes zapping between two corners of a room rather than walking, and sometimes that just wasn't very polite.

Of all the clone sisters, Amethyst seemed almost... normal. Save for that teleportation and electrical power and... well that she always smelled of a fresh storm, ozone seemed to charge off her sometimes. No big surprise there, but it did keep the geeks amused. Sparky her little mechanical flitter took to her side immediately, and often charged itself up to go deliver a shock to someone that was bothering it. Getting that little habit under control would take more than just her innate hacking!

***

"They can do what?" Amethyst asked, with her big eyes gazing skyward - not that anyone else's were on the ground! The aerial demonstration went on in the afternoon and all the dragons it seemed from the entire city nearby had come to join in. Some of them let off gouts of fire, others showed off their acidic spray, or whatever other odd breath type weapon they had. A few though could let off bursts of electricity, or gale force winds. There was her weather pattern right there...

She discovered through her typical network sources that there was a certain Nidus, Silva, that had the request put in for caretakers. Amethyst wasn't certain that she wanted to mentally bond up with a dragon forever and ever, she was far more used to that kind of thing with her sisters anyway. But allies? Boy could they use allies and help back home.

But... would her home be suitable for these beautiful lion-like dragons? They seemed remarkably brave - and they were big! There weren't too many people around, human anyway, and it seemed like all the other dragons glared at her like she was an invader. One or two of the humans and humanoids around tried to make her welcome, but they all knew that they'd be leaving as soon as their Supernal made their choice.

She knew she'd seen that other man at the Nidus, Cobalt and Purple and Lavender had him for classes... So he was here for them too? Wow. But... what if she wasn't chosen? She'd try again somewhere, but Amethyst thought more and more strongly that these adorable cubs could survive if not help them thrive at home! They'd go back to Carramba, because she and her sisters weren't done there yet, and they'd wait for the other girls to bond or befriend.

And then...

Then they would head back to their ravaged home, where life barely clung on to the bare dirt, where cities had crumbled or been broken down by the massive machines that the Combine used to chew through existing materials to convert it to their own uses. Crawling along the surface of the world... those walls expanded and sometimes bashed right through buildings where people slept. Wastelands were filled with antlions and headcrabs and hound-eyes and ... well, Maroon would know better what to do with those.

Why though was she drawn toward these Supernals?

Oh - that's why. Amethyst chuckled to herself when she saw two of the younger cublings blast each other with a bolt of lightning that sprang from their yawny mouths. Lightning! She lifted her own fingers and shot a tiny bolt of it between them, knowing that this would be a good match even if they were only to be cared for and let loose...

***

The Supernals were not to be, unfortunately, for Amethyst anyway. But as the disappointment of missing out on one of their hatchlings stung, something else snuggled itself into her mind. Something that felt bright in the same way that a field of static electricity would. As others had gone around to various dragonries, Amethyst was brought somehow to a chilly, wintery spot somewhere on the edge of the Magic Studies campus. A dragon or two was there, but only one of them was hers.

He was long, lean, a brilliant color of sparkling emerald and metallic greens. "Reygurbreth," she said, as though she'd always known his name. The dragonet perked up, his tufted ears twitching forward at the sound of her voice. He would be pretty big, but what she knew would be best about him...

As he sidled up against her, she could feel the energy charging, they would make such a great electrical menace!