Anastasia Lockheart

[cyrevan]

Hello! My name is Anastasia Lockheart, but you can just call me Anna. You... don't really seem like you ended up here on purpose. Out of provisions maybe? Broken engine? No matter the issue, you're welcome here until your problem is solved. What's this place called, you ask? Officially, it's the Eternity Cloud, but most people just call it the Gardens. Wait, I know what you're thinking, and no, it's not Heaven. We try to be hospitable, but even so, this place can hardly be called a paradise.

I suppose I'll explain to you real quick how this place works. Basically, we've got these big domes with tubes leading from asteroid to asteroid; you must have seen them upon flying here. The plants here, everything from trees to flowers to algae in the ponds, generate the entirety of our oxygen, and the water comes from ancient springs within the depths of some of the asteroids. There's gravity too, somehow, but no one bothered to explain it to me. We'll just say it's magic. Or magnets. It could be either, really.

That's all I've got, for a quick overview at least. I could explain all the different plants to you, though I fear that would take far too much of your time from you. So... got any questions?

...what?...

You.. want to hear about me? But... I live on a cloud of asteroids. With plants! And gravity! Doesn't that interest you more than the life of one little individual?

No?

Okay, well, here goes.

[cyrevan]

My first memory was lying on the dirt and feeling the ground for the very first time.

I was just a kit when I ended up here. Nan used to tease that I was fleeing from monsters and that my escape pod crashed, but the truth is, she adopted me when my biological family couldn't take care of me anymore. They dropped me off in a basket in a patch of roses. I can't remember their faces, and I never found out their names. Nan once asked me if I love them. I asked in return, "How is it possible to love someone you've never even spoken to?"
Nan has passed away now, leaving the gardens in someone else's control. Perhaps one day I will gather up the courage to leave, but for now, the flowers and the memories keep me bound to these asteroids.

Flowers will always hold a special place in my heart.

Growing up, I dedicated my life to the gardens. I could never sit still, so Nan put my energy to use. Saplings were planted. Flowers were watered. Paths were polished. Once, I even tried to build my own treehouse all by myself. Nan, upon seeing my hard work, instantly declared it "not elegant enough" and spent the rest of the day taking it down.

It was a bit lonely though; being the only child living on any of the asteroids. Sometimes, royals would visit the gardens, with their little princes and princesses hopping around. I always tried to talk to them, but most just stuck their noses up at me, whining to their parents that they didn't want a "filthy garden worker" following them around.

There was one boy though, a recurring visitor. His name? Prince Arthur Finley, but I called him Art. He was charming and rebellious, personality traits that most of the royals didn't seem to have. His family visited rather often, and every time, he would sneak into the garden shed and we would exchange our stories until his parents came calling for him. I told him of my life down here, and he told me about all of the worlds beyond my asteroid. Then he had to leave again, and suddenly I felt all alone in a universe with countless stars and countless planets. A few months later, it would happen again, and again, and his coming and going became as much of a routine as watering the roses. It's been a while since his last visit, come to think of it. I wonder if I'll ever get to hear those stories of his again.


So that's all I have to say, I suppose. You should at least check out some of the attractions the Eternity Cloud has to offer before you go. I personally recommend the rose gardens near the palace, I tend to those quite often and the flowers really are as brightly coloured as they are in the brochure.
Wait, you have another question?
You want to know my greatest wish in life?

I try not to think about that too much, but it always lingers in the back of my mind. I know this sounds odd, but have always wanted to make a sacrifice for someone I love. By that, I mean giving up something that is dear to me for the one person I love more than anyone in the universe. Perhaps it would bring peace to my sentimental mind. Only trouble is... I don't have someone like that yet. So I suppose I'll just keep looking.

[cyrevan]

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Name: Anastasia Lockheart
Planet of Origin: Unknown
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Biological Parents: Unknown
Official Guardian(s): Nancy "Nan" Lockheart (d)
Mutations: Common hair, common fur
Personality: Seems rather talkative and on the optimistic side. Is observed to be quite curious and inquisitive, although very careful. Doesn't take many risks and prefers to stick to the rules.
Skills: Good with plants, can build structures, hard working, can find creative solutions
Weaknesses: Often carries sentimental attachment, does not get to the point when speaking, lacks understanding of others due to isolated childhood
Usefulness: 6/10. Upon analysing the information gathered, Subject K-004 does not seem like a great candidate for our purposes. However, her skills are unusual and may come in handy.

Thank you for the data, Miriam. Shall she be employed?

It is uncertain. Perhaps further observation will be of use to us. We will have to wait and see.