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Kushka Dika is Born :p and Starfleet Alyeska page 3



a purple cat against an egyptian background with Japanese elements

Photo Credit: ai

Kushka Dika with her vibrant purple soul shining

My mom called me Kushka Dika which means Mysterious Cat and that is what I decided to name my new fiber art studio! We had mummies like Egypt and have relatives in Japan so ai made this to combine our 3 cultures... I guess "mysterious cat" is not a culture but... hehe, this one I tried to have ai create a mystical cat ;p

but here it is in black with background taken out... I will have my graphic artist draw a version for me and that will become my logo.


Page 3 of Starfleet Alyeska and last one to post of that story (unedited too)

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From what we understand before contact with us, a certain warrior / rogue species we wont name often became their leaders and left them books to study on spy-craft. They exchanged this knowledge for what little we could tell them of our ways.


Naturally, our ways are both secret and obvious. You can watch the body for movements but can not track the spirit and soul. Or conversely, if you see our spirit and/or soul you don’t see the body movements. Our routines for raising kids became widely spread across many realms. If we had to compare it to old earth that was I guess it would be “martial” arts but we don’t use that term as we are not fighting tribes. I know that sounds as if it makes no sense for highly skilled fighters not to be war-like, but we were much more “live and let live”.


The Mifurami were hard workers and dedicated to their clans, we admired that greatly so tried to help as we could. Many generations were raised alongside ours. It is how I became complacent, it is my fault. I am the one who let the evil be released. Not that I had anything to be guilty about. They had everyone fooled.


They managed to hide their evil plan over the generations. I wont say the mastermind behind this, but we know now who they were and have dealt with them, but right then it was the greatest mystery of our times. Some races call them “Mifus” other races call them “Ramis” but they prefer “Fura”, if a nickname must be used, as it sounds like their word for fire fight. So I will call them that from here on out. The Fura are both clever and cunning and also drones. They can hold onto 1 thought deeply with a good foundation of skills. Unfortunately for us, several of them hid among the rest whose purpose was to grab an “evil queen” to be theirs forever.


It is hard to tell the story as it happened as I am safely on the way back home and the crisis is over. So let me describe my typical days back then. I woke up around 4am to work out and drink our tea, usually a seaweed one. Our workouts are a combo of what you would call yoga with a curious mix of martial arts, Pilates and dancing. Maybe one day I will show you, I am told it is very interesting to watch.


I personally hate to eat in the mornings so drink the Seaweed tea instead. But the rest of my crew eats a hearty breakfast and we go over the latest news and plan what we need to do and that sort of thing. Brain power is as important as flexing our muscles.

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