free to be

Arisen to annoy - as she would phrase it herself - Chelsea Reyes thrives under judgmental eyes and in front of backstabbing tongues.

Chelsea is said to be the pioneer of non-conservative Primeval Hybridism. When she finally had the chance to do whatever she liked with her own body, she took it blind, and head first. Where others skirted the very edge of acceptance to find themselves, the fiery-eyed vixen barged through with a chainsaw. She made her True hide as neon as she pleased, changed her form as rapidly as she wanted, and even molded joints however she saw fit. Such behavior was seen as shameful and outright wrong. Her morals were questioned again and again - was she ashamed to show her True self?

Hypocrites. Where elders judged Chelsea's every action, those tired of bowing down to them created a tidal wave of change to the newfound tradition.

The whole fuss about hybrid forms started with Kate - and she never liked such mimicry. Not because she found it unappealing or impolite, but because none knew what exactly they were replicating. Her own form was the embodiment of agony and torture, and she had to live with it for the rest of her years. She wanted to see her people be free to express themselves - especially now that it was an option.

And Chelsea seized that freedom-colored string like it was her last surviving lifeline. She avidly and openly supports people - Athos or not - aiming to show their true colors, whenever and however they are able to. None should be imprisoned by something they didn't choose - or even if they did, one can always change.

To those locks she can reach, Chelsea aims to be the very last key they ever need.