Ah, sorry! I was inactive for so long! EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I thought, since they weren't mains, it was just discuise magic. It could be a mechanisum doing it instead of him! Like, I dunno a clasp on his jacket that he grabs or something I dunno, I really like the concept of lizzrdfoalk, though :) Velix says ' Kenr'

Kenr? Isn't he your brother?

Oh no, Tyberious... you dont think...

oh, gods no

'KENR'

'Veli'

A family reunion... You ok, Rowen?

It's Raven, I told you already my ears....

Sounds like my stepsister(s)! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pheonix~

This place is crazy.

And I mean that in the best way possible. We walk up the rocky beach and up a black roadway of some sort to reach the main city, attracting attention from several people on the way. I keep thinking I see signs of magic, but then I realize they actually aren't. A boy with wings. A poster of a girl with blue hair. 

There are so many things happening everywhere. The city is bursting with life, color, and individuality. All sorts of buildings of all different sizes line the roadways, while people and mechanical travel devices and so many other things flood the city. The expanse flows right into the water, with little buildings dotting the sand.  There was nothing like this in Monere. Everyone had a set area with a few convenience stores, schools, houses, common areas, a transmit tower and a flight port. Everyone could walk everywhere they needed to be. There was no change or adventure. 

I stand in the middle of a walkway, staring at everything. This is so amazing! I could live here forever.

Jaihra butts me out of my trance with an elbow-nudge to the ribs, and I realize she's talking to the boy with "wings." Something about cosplay?

"What's cosplay?" I blurt out, but Raja shushes me. The boy walks away. Andromeda and the others walk up behind us, passing a towel around and staring.

"What's cosplay?" I repeat to Andromeda. She shrugs.

"Obviously some cultural ritual they perform around here that involves dressing like inhuman beings. It's not that unusual." 

"Yeah, but if they aren't magic friendly, it gives us a nice cover," Lyra points out.

"Uh-hu, but what if someone pulls on your wings? Or your tail?" She nods to Raja, "here. You'll need something to help. Just to...keep a low profile. And NO zipping around and getting up to crazy shenanigans. Feet on the ground, all people with wings," she commands. Then, to my surprise, she reaches into one of her pockets and picks out three blue, heart-shaped objects.

"What are those?" Zephyr questions, bending down to get a good look at them.

"Charms. I got them at the Spectrum System. It's a hideout for a lot of blue magic wielders, among other shady groups. We do a lot of hiding and sticking the shadows. Just charge them with a little blue magic..." she demonstrates, her hands glowing slightly blue... "and they'll start working!" She hands one to Raja, Zephyr, and Lyra. 

"Put them on you somewhere," she instructs, squinting from the intense sunlight, "they won't change your appearance, but they'll make you hard to look at straight on. No one should really be able to clearly see your...interesting features." The three comply, and sure enough, when I look over at Raja, she seems obscured and farther away, making me blink like I need glasses.

"Cool!" I exclaim.

"Don't you dare break these. They were very expensive," Andromeda warns. Zephyr begins to look around, drinking in the crowds of people, bright strips of sunlight dancing on the water just across the winding roadway, and shimmering sand dotted with chairs, towels, and happily noisy people. 

"Are Dom and Dathan joining us on this excursion, or are they staying behind to fix the ship?" He asks. 

"They're going to hunt around for some ship fuel, or someplace that's friendly to alien* tech," Andromeda explains. 

"So what do we do?" Saphira asks, hands on her hips as she surveys her surroundings slowly like she's looking for the best way to conquer a challenge. Andromeda slides the ponytail holder out of her hair, shaking the choppy blue main out over her shoulders. Running her fingers through it, she looks up at the cloudless blue sky and smiles slowly.

"We have fun, of course."

"Wait a second, Dom told us not to do anything until he contacted us with any information he could find," Sam reminds us.

"Oh, we won't get into trouble...it's just a little reconnaissance, right?" Andromeda replies, staring greedily at the lapping waves.

"Who's in!"

"Me!" I exclaim. The others shrug.

I should warn you: my sister is quite insane.

I mean that in the coolest way possible. She takes off running for the beach, and the rest of us follow tripping off shoes, hats, jackets, and, in my case, shirts as we go.  

*Not like green aliens. They're technically aliens. Just people who don't live on Earth.  

YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS QUEEN YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SO FABULOUS YAS She would look so cute in a dress.

Rogue, I'm pretty sure all normal humans can see them... or else, how could non-magic people like Dathan and Jaihra see them? Besides, Myrtle needs to somehow see them, too... maybe something else special about Sacra can catch their attention, but I don't think the crew is invisible.

Does Sacra have manifestations of magic (silver hair if cut after age twelve and silver eyes), or does her magic show up differently because it is special? \

Also, I'm sorry if this is long and seemingly meaningless, I just really wanted to delve into Andromed's character and development a little bit. I'm also sorry that I just kind of repeated everything said before, I was just rewriting it without the being able to see part. Is that okay?? 

Andromeda~

I leave Dom's jacket spread over my combat boots in a pile on the sand and dive into the cool, clear water headfirst. 

My fingers trail in clouds of sand. Shoreline waves wash the heat from my face and cool my head, feeling like a delicious rain from stormclouds of worry. I could live in a place like this. A little adventurous, a little relaxed. But then again, I would probably get bored and take the first spaceship out of here to find enough action to keep me entertained. 

Surfacing, I whip my hair back. It's wet, blue tendrils trace over the back of my neck and onto my soaked shirt. A droplet of water falls between my lips and I spit it out. Pheonix looks over at me.

"It's salty!"

"Really?" He asks, immediately cupping his hands and slurping water from them. And then spitting it out.

"Hey! You're right! That's so weird." And then, of course, everyone has to try the salty water.

"Look Andromeda!" Galexia exclaims as she thrusts something in my face. 

"Ooh. Cool." I look at it closer. It's hard and spiky, like rock, but not exactly. Suddenly, I remember traveling to a rare arboretum in Monere which housed animals and unique plants not seen in Common Areas.

"It's a shell. Some ocean creatures wear it. It looks like this one's left home for a vacation." I hand it back to her and she runs off to show Saphira and Lyra, who are building an intricate house out of the sand.

My heart aches like someone drained it hollow. Seeing her purple hair, tousled from its dip in the briny water, stabs me with the frustration of a caged animal. Even with the scraps of magical knowledge I've managed to pick up tell little about purple magic, except that its patron sister, Caroll, has schemed to take over the galaxy multiple times but is always stopped by Carlena. Or so Carlena's first-person accounts say. What will it do to her while I watch helplessly? What will it do to my baby? 

I take a deep breath, surfacing out of my despair. My way of facing difficulties is to face them head on and give them a good kick in the gut with my favorite pair of combat boots or to do something crazy until I forget about everything bothering me. As much as I'd love to flatten Carol and her evil magic with my big toe, I can't exactly do that, so I look around for a distraction. 

Further down the beach, a girl sits with her arms around her knees, staring at where the sun meets the water. Far out on the curling waves in front of her, some guy rides on top of the water on a board of some sort. I watch him for a few minutes, as he paddles outward, pushes up on his board, then sails into land on top of a frothy wave. I have to try that. 

As soon as he comes in for a break, I walk up to him.

"Hey," I say, putting on my most charming smile. 

"Hi," he smiles back. I point to the board resting on the sand beside him.

"Say, you're good at that." He shrugs, pleased.

"Not that good." 

"You wouldn't let me try it out, would you? Please?" I ask. He looks a little surprised.

"Ummm...sure. Just, you have to promise me you won't lose it, the tide can be..." 

but I'm already gone, dragging the board over the water. I copy what I saw him do; paddle out, wait and push up. It's harder than it looks, but by the fourth time, I finally get it. I feel like some sort of ocean queen; the water carrying me smoothly, my arms outstretched, my hair blowing in all directions, and so many sounds bursting inside my ears. 

I lose my balance as the wave starts to give out and tumble to the shore. Standing up, I see that the water has carried me next to that girl I saw earlier. 

"Hi," I say.

"Hi," she whispers back. The others surround me quickly, lead by Pheonix and Jaihra, who had been having some sort of vigorous splashing war in the shallows.

"That was awesome Andromeda!"

"That was so cool!"

"When did you learn to do that?" I'm about to answer, "just now," but Jaihra interrupts me.

"You...have a magical aura!" She exclaims. For a second I'm not sure who she's talking to. Duh, I have a magical aura. I thought we all knew that. Then the girl next to me stands up. 

"It's silver...what's up with that?" Jaihra questions. Silver magic? There's no such thing. Jaihra's probably mistaken. But still...could it possibly be true? 

Jaihra nods emphatically towards me. Lyra shrugs, while Saphira looks wonderstruck. So she does have magic. On an apparently non-magic planet. 

"Can I trust you?" She asks, her voice soft and low like the rush of wind. We talk for a few minutes but don't gain further information. Clearly, she doesn't trust us.

But I don't exactly trust her either. Yet. Suddenly, she extends her hands, and the water beneath them begins to glow silver.

"Whoa," Pheonix murmmers. 

"It really is silver," Saphira says.

Before I can react, my byte beeps from beneath Dom's jacket. I lunge towards it and take it out of the cloth.

"It's Dom. He's in trouble. We have to get out of here—fast!"

*I wasn't sure who was talking in your post. Hope I got it right! 

I forgot XD She cant wear one style of clothes yeah, I'm guessing she changed into a sundress,or is stillin her spring-plantlife dress!