Animal Within ~ Nova's Diary

My name is...

(Day before the roleplay takes place)

*the handwriting is messy*

My name is Nova. I stole this book from someone in Junk City the other day. I'm forcing Divakar (my older brother) to teach me how to write so I can have this as diary. We normally call ourselves Leo and Lynx.

He's been teaching me as much as he can. I have been learning slowly myself too. From some books he managed to steal. Their mostly Children's books. But that's okay. I'm not too good at reading anyway.

I can tell you my age. I turned 16, 3 months ago according to Divakar. My brother is 18.

I can tell you the things I like too! I like cats, light blue, any other blue, pillows, hoodies, leather jackets, combat boots, drawing, stories, sweets, rain, puddles.

And I really don't like things like ghouls, robots, scientists, being hugged without permission, being yelled at, pools of water. I can't really swim.

I guess I should write down how we got here in the first place.

Me and my brother were sold by our family to be slaves so they could get the money. But the family we were working for started to lose money and sold us again to some scientists to be 'experimented' on (Divakar had to help with that word. It's a very long word).
We managed to escape the scientists after a few years, but we're different now. Divakar says we're 'artificial hybrids' of the animals we named ourselves after.

We actually named ourselves after things called 'constellations'!

I found a book that was about 'astrology' as Divakar called it.

It said there are animals in the sky! And we used their names as our street names. Divakar calls himself 'Leo' and I call myself 'Lynx'.

A 'Leo' was also known as a 'zodiac' as the book put it. Which is a sign you get at birth. No one has ever given me a sign though. Maybe I don't have one?

Anyway me and Divakar travel a lot. He likes to joke that we're 'nomads'. Whatever those are.

We're heading to a place called Junk Town right now! We are camping for the night. There was an offer for a job there. And Divakar says we need the money. Even it is shady business.

('Shady Business' is what Divakar calls anything that seems illegal.)

Divakar is staring at me now, with that 'you better go to sleep' look. Jokes on him! I don't feel like slee—