<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/95/Honda_futayo_3429.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kycilia Halcyon<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 10, 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Park<br/><strong>With:</strong>Anyone<br/><hr/><br/>Kycilia was standing in front of the shop itself. She like many of her fellow kind spent the weekend in macro-form. She spent the week in her miclone form so this was her way of getting back to her usual self. She took a refreshing pull of the air. As she walked on by she noticed more of the crew from the ship clustered around one section along with a full size Zentran. She was a bit all for a Meltrandie. Her height topping out at about 10 meters. So she would walk up to them. She was of course to anyone who would notice wearing a jumpsuit, her long blue black hair tied up in a high pony tail of all things with a type of techno butterfly clip. She had also it seemed used a little bit of cosmetics to make her face look a bit prettier. Nothing too much but a more like a light touch. Someone had taught her a few things about Miclone culture it seemed. While she still looked very much the professional Meltrandie she had acclimated to the post War world. More than likely given another twenty years and possibly children she would be very much like the Meltrandie T'chak had seen "Greetings Lieutenant." she said noting Maika, Roj, T'chak and the others.