Nerri
Ah, there's a star character here, folks. Nerri. Brother of our one and only, our good Pip, Chiana. Leader of the Nebari Resistance against the Nebari Establishment. All around lucky son-of-a-gun with a crap load of worries on his mind. Reminds me of this guy I know, who's stuck out in space in dangerous circumstances and can't go home, and if that don't just ring bells all over the place! It's not helping my sex drive any, but I feel like I'm more bro-in-place than Chi would like to think. Put that on hold, we're supposed to be talking about Nerri.
Well, Nerri's a pretty cool guy. A bit too cool, he kind of annoys me. But that's me. I got nothing against the guy, I guess the truth of it is that he tries to deal with a lot, tries to take it easy. But it's never easy. Hey, I know the feeling. Totally sympathize with the guy. Anyhow, he's got a few of those Chiana quirks. I don't just mean getting around either. A little overly tense here, a little quirk of the neck there, a little skew of his head over there. You know. But not as pronounced. No, he's much more "in control" and has a sort of low-key exterior with an intense interior. Like a black 409 Malibu with stock suspension heights and trim.
Wistful air of an overgrown boy to him, too. Ma would think he's cute. Even if he does look like a punk Vulcan. But hey, all the Nebari guys have a bit of that to them. Oh yeah, and this guy's got so much weighty crap on his mind he never dedicates quality time for the babe that's got eyes for him. He's a sap that way. I oughtta know how that is, she tells me.
He's not tall. He's not short either. I know how that is. Lighter than me. Slender but not thin. Chi got the leaner genes of the batch. I think she said he was a few years older, but the way she remembered him before he became the kind of man of action he is today, she had to teach him to cinch his shoes. Man, I'll bet he'd just love Chi telling everyone about that part of it.
Anlai
This has got to be the most petite, littlest Nebari I've ever seen or heard of. I mean, compared to Chiana she's a rail and just a little shorter I think. I haven't tried to back them up against each other yet to see but I'm tempted. She's got very delicate, china doll hands, long fingers. They're more like the hands belonging to a painter or a poet than some high tech little bit. She is the worst fidget I have ever seen and the more nervous she gets the more she fidgets. I mean, she takes Chiana's quirks and ticks to new heights and she's got this weird little light she sticks on her temple. I think they're the Nebari equivalent to reading glasses.
On Earth she'd be one of those geeky, nerdy, book worm geniuses who do weird things like make mountains in her living room out of mashed potatoes. She's a mess, if she had shoe laces she'd forget to tie those, we won't go into shirt buttons there but let's just say I can vouch for the iddy biddy titty committee. She's really very likable in her misfit way, I just wish she'd stop clicking her tongue off the roof of her mouth like it's some kind of turrets!
Shian
Here's a babe those Top Cow people that make those super-hot super-hero super-babes would roll over and beg to get in their line-up. And I'm not serving up clichés when I lay it on you that this girl has brains and top talent. I don't mean talent at modeling lipstick, this lady is a more capable leader of people, scout, sleuth, fighter, secretary and all around kick butt resistance big shot than any three of me. I know, I've been three and it wasn't nearly as great.
Okay she's also a punk. The kind with the dyed hair, stud under the lower lip, whacked out chick that you avoid like your mama would've told you, until you do end up talking to her and find out she's actually a sweetheart. So much for the stereotypes? Well that's her, a shining example of why this resistance is a just cause, people.
Here's the part you guys are waiting for. She's got outrageous proportions. Born that way you know? Very tall lady for a Nebari, taller than me. Big rack, looks like she's lying down when she's standing up, you get the idea, eye buggin' time sho. Killer rear, amazingly tiny waist. Porcelain doll face. She's got it all but decent clothes. Top that's always about to slip and knock you out, shorts with more holes and showing more skin under it than you can take. There's these tattered sheer black stockings up to her mid-thighs but hey, who's looking. Let me tell you, it's a serious challenge to follow a whole sentence with her there.
Nerri manages, though. You guessed it, he's got her. In the palm of his hands. This girl will defend him against himself. She loves that guy, but he's amazingly casual about the whole thing. What's wrong with him, I don't know. But then the main guy for her around there, Iachi, he's amazingly casual about the whole thing too. I'm thinking there's a lot of puzzled Nebari around there.
Vishnir
Young man, good looking as the punk Vulcan look goes, the girls say, kind of tallish, and he's affable. I like him. He's not the cleverest or shrewdest, but hey, he's young. He was a scanty, that is, he was saved from the old brain job by the resistance. He must have had some useful connections on the backwater he came from, because he's in a top spot in the resistance, privy to much of the inner goods. It couldn't all be due to his enormous personal charm.
Iachi
Down home, I knew lots of guys like Iachi here. Wasn't that a parrot in Aladdin? Nah. Anyway, down home. None of them were real bluebloods with gray skin, but no I take that back, one guy was pretty close. Anyway, he's kinda good looking, a little on the stringy side, kinda buzz-cut kinda spiky hair, kinda tall but not very, kinda annoying, but not very. Well, usually not very annoying. He's a guy. A guy they make that phrase for. Womanizing, drinks. He's managed to keep on the ball though, he's one of the top resistance dudes. He's not a bad guy to know. If you're all right, he'll stand up for you if it comes down to it. He wouldn't belong in the sterile, cookie-cutter, prim Nebari Establishment anyway, but even if he did manage it, he wouldn't want to. He didn't survive in this resistance racket this long for a cause he didn't believe in. He's all right in my book.
Chuda
Here's one for the books. A portly Nebari. I've never seen one single portly Nebari except him. This might have made him feel ostracized or put him in the non-conformist pickle barrel, I don't know. I didn't ask. It's rude you know? It's not because he isn't easy to talk to. Heck, this is one of the nicest people, no the nicest, I've ever met out here. I'd go to a café if he was cook. That's saying something if you've tasted his cooking. Pop pop fizz fizz oh what a relief it is time, yup.
Silan
Not to be confused with Shian, no way. Let's start with the stats. A bit taller than Chi, a bit fuller of build, a bit older. A little more graceful in the face, a little less cute. She was from a privileged class, and how. She wears these fancy, intricately engraved black leather outfits, from the 5th Avenue, Nebari Prime. That's about all I've got. The rest is a little hard to get, yet in a way, easy.
See, she's been mind-cleansed. The full 100-year rinse cycle, ironed with starch steam cleaning. She should be a perfect robot without an inappropriate thought in her noggin. Everybody leaving the Nebari Cleaners always rave, well, they can't get excited, let's say they're all compliments about what a better Nebari they are now they're been "fixed." But not her, and as far as anyone knows, her alone.
Silan's not happy. She can't stand abhorrent violence. She can't stand wielding a gun. She doesn't even seem to relate to anyone else, or at least she doesn't mix much. Yet Miss Prim and Privileged hauled off and joined the resistance, becoming a central member no less. Her knowledge and understanding of the privileged and powerful circles probably help, but she's tops for managing, supply, planning and communications, ops stuff.
Nerri seems to have reason to implicitly trust her. Everyone else goes by that, pretty much alone, because she's a big mystery to everyone else. I think if there's one thing this lady proves, it's that cleansing doesn't hold all the answers, not even for all the cleansed.
Meelak
Yeah you met this guy before. Mister prince charming and his queen skank tried to bring Chiana back to her homeworld, pulled all our eyes out in the process; for like, the great good dude! The more I learn about Meelak - no, scratch that, he's still creepy. In the Nebari social order of things Meelak is somewhere right in betweeny. He's not Establishment upper crust like Silan, nor coming from the slums like Chi. He's a Juggernaut for Nebari Prime, more like a rook than a pawn. He's also working for the resistance with a profound loyalty to Nerri. Don't ask me what kind of loyalty that is, you'd think it would include helping Chiana from getting captured by Varla and sent back to Nebari Prime but I guess he must still be young and learning something about his priorities. What really gets to me is just how unpredictable he is. It's really hard to tell with this guy if he's going to turn you over for the mind frell or save your butt for resistance.
For a Nebari he's the well adjusted type, it's ever the wonder how he ever met Nerri and became part of the cause in the first place but he's one of Nerri's most vital contacts for intel, recruitments, things like that. He's grown allot since the last time I had ever seen him, his wounds healed up nicely into two thin blue scars on his face ... though seeing him again is still a mixed issue and from my perspective he's an even bigger unreadable nuisance with a twisted sense of humor as he was hanging off of Varla's shirt tails. Personally I'd like to see just what kind of guy he is when you pry off that thick metal suit, I mean, he must be the Zen of Nebari emotional control ... and look how stable Varla was with a prize like that in her cracker jacks! Hey you know how that song goes right? Don't drink, don't smoke, what do you do? Must be somethin' inside ... and from what I can gather of Meelak he's got tons of it from his own tragedies.
