Thread: The Powers That Be (PadanFain and Oreo)

Rek was running late as well, but his delay was a lot less noble. Being a student at the Shaper training center himself, he'd been up all night studying and had gotten to bed late. Also there had been a unfortunate mishap... While practicing his skills, he'd created something. It hadn't been totally unexpected, because it had been what he'd meant to do, but the fact that it had worked was a surprise. Students weren't allowed to create things unless they'd been approved by the council and Rek knew he could get into a lot of trouble for his attempts, but for a while now he'd been fascinated by Core Matter and the shaping of things. And last night...he'd used some from himself to make a creature. Late into the night, he'd gone over and over his notes while focusing on channeling the energy. When, suddenly, he'd had a living, breathing thing standing in front of him, there had been a momentary sense of triumph before he'd passed out from the drain he'd done to himself. The morning came late with the sun streaming in through the windows and groaning as he lifted his head from his desk, Rek had been faced with yet another shock. Although the creature had been small, the size and general shape of a cat, it apparently had a destructivecurious personality and had wrecked his room while he'd been asleep. Cursing himself for his foolishness and not wanting to risk punishment, Rek had found the thing chewing a pair of his pants under his bed and had dragged it out with the intent to destroy it before anyone found out what he'd done. Holding it by the scruff of the neck, the thing had looked at him with bright eyes as Rek ranted and raved at it for the trouble it would cause him. And then he'd noticed something.... There was a sense of guilt in the look it gave him and...resignation? Did it know it was going to die and had accepted it somehow? As far as he knew...that wasn't suppose to be possible. The creatures that were created were suppose to be extensions of the Shaper's will and here it appearred that this thing was sentient...almost like it had thoughts and feelings. The more he thought about it, the more he didn't feel right about destroying it. What if it could think and feel on it's own? That qualified it as having...a soul didn't it. Seeing the opportunity for more study and a crucial break through in theory of the creatures Shapers made, and feeling somewhat obligated to the thing now, he changed his mind. The thing was mostly white, with short fur and a prehensile tail, wide red eyes that took up most of its face and 3 rows of sharp teeth in it's mouth. Four black spots marked it's side and the coloring reminded Rek of dice, so he called the thing 'Pips'. For several moments he'd distracted himself with playing with it, not minding the mess it had made of his room and totally forgetting he had a class to attend. When he finally did realize, it was a rush to get his things together and head out the door, hoping that the reprimand from the teacher wouldn't be too severe when he arrived. As he was putting on his boots, he glanced at Pips who stood looking at him curiously in the middle of the floor. Thinking about leaving it alone made him give a quick look around. No, if he did that, once it was done completely destroying things, it might try to break out and escape and his risk of discovery would shoot through the roof. Since it already seemed to have developed a bond with him, he thought the safest way to keep it a secret would be to take it with him. So, after slipping on his boots, he picked the thing up and put it in his bag. It seemed comfortable and somewhat happy to be around him, so he closed the flap on top of his leather satchel and ran out the door. He arrived at least 20 minutes after the girl had and came through the door, breathless from his sprint muttering half-hearted apologies to the man at the front of the room. Rek had obviously interrupted a lecture and the teacher, Zack, scowled at the slightly disheveled 23 year old. He was about to say something but Rek chimed in, hoping to smooth things over without any more disruption. Yes, I know, Rek said, nodding his head, his tone somewhat mockingly passive. Third time this month. I won't be late again. There would be words after class, but for now he just wanted to get this over with and he walked fully into the room, turning from the teacher, hoping that would be the end of it. His hand rested protectively over the bag slung across his chest and resting at his hip, feeling the warm bundle within.