Opal

Name Opal
Gender Female
Homeworld Aperture Labs
Class Junior
Nut Not
Totem none
Smarts 7
Bod/Feet 4
RWP 6
Luck 4
Drive 3
Looks 5
Cool 6
Bonk 4
Powers Telepathy
Teleportation (any location seen before)
Mind Stun
Communication Link (clones)
Clusters Master of Languages +2
Command Troops/People +4
Skills Collect Information +3
Notice Details +1
Knacks Incredible Sneer +2
Any Fake Accent +2
1 Linguistics / A.Sanger
2 Cartography / Rex
3 Astrogation / Lyle
4 Universal History / Argle
5 Public Relations / Qeats
6 Speech / Prescott
7 Exotic Team Sports / Staff
8 Dragon Care / T.Kshau

Pets:

Webber (m)

Dragon Nebula
Family Corhan Hoyle son with David Hoyle
Juno Engel daughter with Jeff Engle (dragonrider)

 

If Ruby was the Sister who eeriely resembled Mother, Opal was the one who actually wanted to. Severe, pale and chill, Opal wasn't the first choice for anyone's best friend at Carramba. However, she was obviously dedicated to her sisters and their task, and was quite notable as an unattainable 'goal' for some of the guys.

She could seem warm, gentle and loving. Of course, she could seem almost anything she put her mind to. But really the only thing she did, genuinely, care about was getting her sisters home in one unit and getting the Combine off their planet. She was fierce, but in a way that wasn't so physical as Carmine or Crimson. If Indigo was their visible leader, Opal was the one that Indigo deferred to in order to get things done. Opal knew who was where, she had an innate sense of distance and how things were going.

Perhaps it was that her own communication link to her sisters was almost always passively "on", rather than only on when concentrated upon. With her watching, the others felt more safe, more comfortable, more like a unit. Without that - which had happened only two or three times in their short lives - they often began to dissolve into disagreeable cliques. Opal sought to avoid that at all costs.

While she couldn't actually speak every language encountered on their earth or on Twoarth, Opal understood the meaning behind most things, and managed to keep the snide remarks by people to a minimum with a caustic glare or a tiny mental nudge. Or a big mental nudge. Sometimes it took more than a flash of anger to keep the idiots at bay.

Even though her Public Relations teacher didn't particularly care for Opal, Cybil Qeats had to admit that she was quite good at the job. Putting in just exactly the right word of encouragement, wording requests the right way. Those were the hallmarks of a good organizational mind.

Ms Prescott actually enjoyed Opal's presence in her Speech class, as she was able to rattle off accents like nobody's business. Opal could tell the slight but present changes to inflection that were needed when speaking to a Fursider or their Human counterpart. And more: she could tell the emotions displayed even when they weren't apparent in the words.

Of course she absolutely excelled at her Linguistics course, but also in her Universal History class. Both subjects could be tucked away into the collective of her sisters' minds easily.

Cartography and Astrogation were things that, while she was never expected to actually go out and pilot a ship or craft, Opal would certainly be able to navigate one with great ease. Once more, as well, this facet of her education blended seamlessly with that of her sisters, and they all felt more 'at home' whenever they knew just exactly where they were.

The Exotic Team Sports class gave Opal the chance to show off her play-calling - even when she started to show some actual excitement about the games she officiated, Opal's play by play was accurate and well-timed. She was never going to be the most physical of the group, so at least that could keep her in the action.

And then there was the Dragon Care class, which obviously filled her with pride. They were such amazing, magnificent creatures. And unlike, say, Cobalt, Opal deeply appreciated the safety gear that they learned how to use when mounting, assisting, or even cleaning up after the great dragons. After all she didn't really want to get all that dirty.

It was through Opal that Indigo knew when she was needed to bond the others together again. Little pings of communication, easily traded between the two of them, not so lightly spread among the rest. If Indigo needed to keep a secret, Opal would be the one to do it. Her control over the network of their minds was far more subtle than Indigo's, while she didn't really manipulate them, Opal definitely could sway them as a group into ever more impressive results.

Imagine what they could all do with dragons. Just. Imagine.

Dragon Name: Nebula
Gender: Female
Size/Shoulder/Length: Medium, 11' shoulder / 50' l / 80' ws
Colors: Black with reddish iridescence on most of body, limbs, tail, head; throat, belly, under tail, and behind limbs has bright white pinpoint 'star' patterns; wingsails and tail fin are black with incredible rainbow nebula iridescence along with pinpoint white stars - these are actually moving, it's not just markings; horns are blocky rainbow shades, along with claws; eyes change but are often pink and red
Features: Possibly Pyrrhan? Four legs, two wings, long tail; 5 clawed fingers on forelimbs, 4 on hind, claws are very large; leathery wings have 3 thick fingers plus an elbow strut, and a very large wrist thumb-claw however no finger claws; while the skin looks like hide, it's composed of incredibly tiny scales that splay the light, with softer, larger scales on belly (but are still not distinct and look like skin); head has a long narrow snout, with a single horn on nose, two large ram-curled on head, and two very small horn nubs on jaws; tail fin is vertical
Powers: Winged Flight, oh how Nebula can fly. This might be because she appears to not allow gravity to even touch her - she's also got wingless flight; her wings are quite large and allow for rapid climbing and high-altitude soaring, and along with her floating she basically never touches the ground. She can lift incredibly heavy weights, probably could do so without her magical bouyancy, though she must at least rest a while after heavy work. She is speedy in the air but not as quick for maneuverability as most, so she sticks to circling and diving as needed.
Various Communication, though she can speak, and sings in an eerie whale-song-like manner, Nebula prefers to commune Vortally, and has a strong telepathic tie to her rider. Vorts claim she is like the song of the stars itself, and will hum along with her if she begins to sing.
Confusion Breath, Nebula can 'breathe' a mist of mind-altering chemicals that any intelligent being might be affected by. She can use it to cause a distraction and get away, calm a crowd, or incite a riot - all depending on how she plans to deal with any given situation. It only works on unaltered (non-technological) beings, though Icarus-treated people don't seem to resist at all. Those with any kind of computer parts, Combine tech, augmentations, or the like, are unaffected, which frankly pisses her off. That's okay, because...
Ignited Gas Breath, if all else fails she can then just choose to spark that cloud of gas into bursting, and while it's not necessarily deadly it certainly can harm things that burn. She can do either of those things only at close range, but the effects of both linger quite some time. The mental effects last for at least two hours in most human-sized beings, longer for smaller ones. The burning will continue until the substance is washed off with water or other flame retardants.
Parentage: Unknown, though similar in some ways to the Nightwing breed of Pyrrhan dragons.
Origin: Adopted from dreamcatchingadopts at Deviantart
Other Info: Nebula was small when Opal found her, and no one really knows how she got to Carramba, beyond 'there are dragons all the time'. But she didn't remain little, and that suits Opal. She also knows there's that 'other' Nebula, who calls David Hoyle his friend... They have plans. Yes, they do. Opal almost wanted to fight Hoyle for their dragon's names, but the dragons themselves were able to interject that they only let the Humans call them things for convenience, it's hardly their only name...