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@ClosetMonster It is up, sorry that its a bit short. Next scene will probably be him trying to get her to the medic ward. Test things like overall health, check for any conditions, genetics, and most importantly: her fertility ;) Poor girl
A smirk cracked across Aiduiin’s face. Partly at the words in the book he held, it had just reached a decidedly inappropriate scene, and mostly from the bewilderment of his newly awoken guest. Compared to what he expected, her reaction was very subdued. From the lifelong lessons and classes he had been subject to, he was expecting every manner of fuss when she came to. Screaming threats and violent actions, instead she seemed to not fully grasp what had happened. Which was understandable given her, uh, predicament, for lack of a better word.
Listening to her increasingly panicked voice did come with some relief however: He had indeed chosen the right language. Admittedly it was very different listening to a, presumably, native speaker than computer that had been programmed to repeat words it was fed. Most notably was the speed. Computers were relatively slow when trying to produce language of any kind, and like with any native speaker, she spoke at a rate that was rough to follow. It took him a tick longer for Aiduiin to register and translate what she was saying than it normally would have.
“Sorry, morning. My eyes are acting funny. What drugs you guys got me on?”
Aiduiin simply looked at her, perplexed. She thought she was on drugs? Well, technically she had been on a sedative but that was clearly gone from her system. And he had never known a drug that caused a person to see something as outlandish as living person. Clearly, though, Earth must have such components. Though in that moment, Aiduiin couldn’t fathom why one would want to consume them, even if they proved to help medically.
He shook his head in response, “You are on no drugs.” His assurance tough seemed to have little effect on her as she continued on.
“My plane?” Her voice seemed slightly more frantic than before, “Where’s Papa Owen? How is my plane?”
Straight faced Aiduiin removed himself from the seat taking a small step forward, “I do not know what is a pupah-owan…” He was another few steps closer to her bedside, “But your craft is fine.” With that he closed in on the bed, reaching a hand out for hers. Now that she was awake, he thought it prudent to get to work and not waste time. He grabbed hold of her hand, dwarfing it within his own, and tried to urge her to get up, “Come, much to do.” First, and most important, would be to get her health examined.
Listening to her increasingly panicked voice did come with some relief however: He had indeed chosen the right language. Admittedly it was very different listening to a, presumably, native speaker than computer that had been programmed to repeat words it was fed. Most notably was the speed. Computers were relatively slow when trying to produce language of any kind, and like with any native speaker, she spoke at a rate that was rough to follow. It took him a tick longer for Aiduiin to register and translate what she was saying than it normally would have.
“Sorry, morning. My eyes are acting funny. What drugs you guys got me on?”
Aiduiin simply looked at her, perplexed. She thought she was on drugs? Well, technically she had been on a sedative but that was clearly gone from her system. And he had never known a drug that caused a person to see something as outlandish as living person. Clearly, though, Earth must have such components. Though in that moment, Aiduiin couldn’t fathom why one would want to consume them, even if they proved to help medically.
He shook his head in response, “You are on no drugs.” His assurance tough seemed to have little effect on her as she continued on.
“My plane?” Her voice seemed slightly more frantic than before, “Where’s Papa Owen? How is my plane?”
Straight faced Aiduiin removed himself from the seat taking a small step forward, “I do not know what is a pupah-owan…” He was another few steps closer to her bedside, “But your craft is fine.” With that he closed in on the bed, reaching a hand out for hers. Now that she was awake, he thought it prudent to get to work and not waste time. He grabbed hold of her hand, dwarfing it within his own, and tried to urge her to get up, “Come, much to do.” First, and most important, would be to get her health examined.
Oh, haha, sorry about that. I specifically wrote so that you'd be able to write over it, but if that's not something you're comfortable with then I'll be sure to avoid in the future! Thanks for letting me know :)
Oh my, haha.
I think that's a pretty good explanation for how it must feel as it's basically a giant magnet. Its that classic beam you see carrying away cows and whatnot in kids stories. Also I did want to mention that the Knurrians do have their own language, but (apart from names and titles) I'll only be using it when they're talking in front of Jaq. Which I'll translate OOC :) Like in this post for example, "ch’Tadous" means my prince.
Hope the post works for you :D
@ClosetMonster
I think that's a pretty good explanation for how it must feel as it's basically a giant magnet. Its that classic beam you see carrying away cows and whatnot in kids stories. Also I did want to mention that the Knurrians do have their own language, but (apart from names and titles) I'll only be using it when they're talking in front of Jaq. Which I'll translate OOC :) Like in this post for example, "ch’Tadous" means my prince.
Hope the post works for you :D
@ClosetMonster
It wasn’t any surprise that the lights had awoken the creature that rested inside. Neither was the dramatic reaction that she displayed. To his right Ecaeris smirked as the being flailed around trying to resist the force the pulled her ever closer to entering the ship. A look of sick pleasure had plastered itself to her face. Aiduiin tried to share in her joy, knowing that he should having captured a specimen with such ease. Still, he couldn’t find the whole ordeal to be anything more than lack-lustre. Despite this he continued to watch as the woman drew nearer to the cargo entrance until, eventually, he heard the hum of gears as the hatch closed beneath its newest shipment. Knowing that his captive was securely within the ship, Aiduiin sauntered from the console and back down the halls.
He was in no great hurry, and so, took his time to the hold. About halfway down the stretch there was a sharp jolt that caused him to use the wall for support. Turning to peer through a nearby window he saw the cause. Faster than the eyes could properly take in, mountains rushed by as the ship hurtled itself from the atmosphere. Why his sister opted for such a hasty retreat, Aiduiin could only wonder. It did however cause his mind to wander, as it so often did. This time to pitiful creature stuck in the cargo hold. Unlike where he stood, the cargo had very limited stabilisation. Most shipments, seeing as they weren’t living, would be tied or bolted down. He doubted that the handlers would have done so to a person. If he had lost balance, he could only imagine the force felt down below.
Pushing his thoughts away he ventured further through the ship, stopping at the medical ward.
“Rhistel, is your team ready?” Aiduiin didn’t wait for them to notice him, or announced his arrival. He just spoke. And though it took a moment, the doctor did turn to him a smile stuck to his face. Giving a curt bow before replying.
“Of course, ch’Tadous.” Still smiling, almost unnervingly so, he turned to his staff and barked out instructions. Within minutes they had gathered, tools in hand. From restraints to needles. There was no denying that come what may, they were prepared. Leading the group Aiduiin finished his trek through the hall, until he reached the elevator to the cargo bay. Just before entering however he stopped and pushed the medical staff in front. In case this specimen was hostile, he preferred to have some obstacles between her and him.
Once they reached the bay the automatic door opened, revealing the girl standing in the center. Without a moment’s hesitation the group launched towards her. Together they wasted no time in restraining her as Rhistel readied the sedative. From the doorway Aiduiin stood and watched, only approaching once the drug was administered and the woman began to drift off. He came in closer to get a proper look at her features, briefly wondering if she could see him through her now hazed vision. Grabbing a hold of her dainty chin he moved her to and fro, becoming familiar with her features. Most remarkably was the lightness in her eyes, to which Aiduiin couldn’t help but stare at until they closed. With his curiosity sated he handed her off to the medics who, after strapping her to the gurney, sped back to the ward.
Several hours later, at the urging of his parents and sister, Aiduiin found himself seated in the corner of the woman’s room waiting for her to awaken. More than once he had questioned if the dosage had been too for her small frame. He had also remarked on how her form was so like, and unlike, that of the Knurrians. From his father’s warnings, he had expected to be wedding a monstrous beast. Which she was clearly not. Admittedly many aspects of her appearance were odd, they were not unpleasant to look upon.
Mostly during his wait though he stayed in the corner, curled up with a book. Just as he was when he heard the telltale stirring come from her bed. Slowly he looked over to where she lay,
“Good Morning,” His tone was entirely neutral with neither animosity nor amity held within it. He wanted to make it clear that this was all just a formality. Though it wasn’t entirely lost on him that she mightn’t have clue to what he was saying. During his studies he had learned that 716 contained many, many languages and could only hope that he had chosen the right one to learn.
He was in no great hurry, and so, took his time to the hold. About halfway down the stretch there was a sharp jolt that caused him to use the wall for support. Turning to peer through a nearby window he saw the cause. Faster than the eyes could properly take in, mountains rushed by as the ship hurtled itself from the atmosphere. Why his sister opted for such a hasty retreat, Aiduiin could only wonder. It did however cause his mind to wander, as it so often did. This time to pitiful creature stuck in the cargo hold. Unlike where he stood, the cargo had very limited stabilisation. Most shipments, seeing as they weren’t living, would be tied or bolted down. He doubted that the handlers would have done so to a person. If he had lost balance, he could only imagine the force felt down below.
Pushing his thoughts away he ventured further through the ship, stopping at the medical ward.
“Rhistel, is your team ready?” Aiduiin didn’t wait for them to notice him, or announced his arrival. He just spoke. And though it took a moment, the doctor did turn to him a smile stuck to his face. Giving a curt bow before replying.
“Of course, ch’Tadous.” Still smiling, almost unnervingly so, he turned to his staff and barked out instructions. Within minutes they had gathered, tools in hand. From restraints to needles. There was no denying that come what may, they were prepared. Leading the group Aiduiin finished his trek through the hall, until he reached the elevator to the cargo bay. Just before entering however he stopped and pushed the medical staff in front. In case this specimen was hostile, he preferred to have some obstacles between her and him.
Once they reached the bay the automatic door opened, revealing the girl standing in the center. Without a moment’s hesitation the group launched towards her. Together they wasted no time in restraining her as Rhistel readied the sedative. From the doorway Aiduiin stood and watched, only approaching once the drug was administered and the woman began to drift off. He came in closer to get a proper look at her features, briefly wondering if she could see him through her now hazed vision. Grabbing a hold of her dainty chin he moved her to and fro, becoming familiar with her features. Most remarkably was the lightness in her eyes, to which Aiduiin couldn’t help but stare at until they closed. With his curiosity sated he handed her off to the medics who, after strapping her to the gurney, sped back to the ward.
Several hours later, at the urging of his parents and sister, Aiduiin found himself seated in the corner of the woman’s room waiting for her to awaken. More than once he had questioned if the dosage had been too for her small frame. He had also remarked on how her form was so like, and unlike, that of the Knurrians. From his father’s warnings, he had expected to be wedding a monstrous beast. Which she was clearly not. Admittedly many aspects of her appearance were odd, they were not unpleasant to look upon.
Mostly during his wait though he stayed in the corner, curled up with a book. Just as he was when he heard the telltale stirring come from her bed. Slowly he looked over to where she lay,
“Good Morning,” His tone was entirely neutral with neither animosity nor amity held within it. He wanted to make it clear that this was all just a formality. Though it wasn’t entirely lost on him that she mightn’t have clue to what he was saying. During his studies he had learned that 716 contained many, many languages and could only hope that he had chosen the right one to learn.
Aiduiin's basically just like "Yeah, pretty much." xD Tis the way of the Knurrians.
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@ClosetMonsterFirst post is now up. As an FYI, Aachat is just alien for August :3 Hope you like the post!
“Aachat 14, MMXV. Approaching atmosphere of host 716. Will reach destination in 1 hour.” The overwhelming disinterest in Aiduiin’s voice was not hidden as he made yet another report. For the 6 weeks now he had been trapped on this insufferable mission. His whole life he had been prepped for this, when the time would come that he must obtain a wife. Normally this task would be simple. Go to the courts, find a young woman of suitable upbringing then wed and bed her. Not for Aiduiin though. Being born at the wrong time meant that he would have to go far out of his way and work a dozen times harder to obtain his future bride. Tradition, tradition. One must always uphold tradition. Having been repeated to him his entire life, the words now forever echoed in his mind. Regardless of how troublesome or boring this mission was, it must be done, for traditions sake.
From the moment his people had managed space travel this mission had been repeated every 5th generation. By the time space travel had become a reality for his kind, they had long since known the advantages of a large biodiversity. Though after years of encouraging the populace to be adventurous in their breeding partners, they had reached a stagnation. After leaving their planet for the first time, they had found that life existed elsewhere. In a far larger quantity than ever anticipated and by the grave of the Mother they had been genetically compatible with a fair few. And so, with that knowledge the tradition of Mingling began.
Every 5th generation the current heir to the royal blood must research and document a species from a foreign host planet. And, upon reaching adulthood and marrying age, they were to travel to said host and obtain a partner. Together the heir and spouse would produce a large number of offspring to be released into the general public, increasing the diversity and subsequent strength of their people. This tradition had worked brilliantly. During the stagnation Knurrians had become close to identical to one another, but now they had quite a variance in their appearances. And the planning and timing had been exquisite, the new genetics were introduced frequently enough so that stagnation didn’t reoccur, but also far enough apart that they didn’t become a new species entirely.
Done with his musing Aiduiin removed himself from his seat. Gingerly he moved himself through the halls of the expansive ship, passing the many rooms contained within. Most of them were quarters for the team aboard, a large eatery at the center and the control console at the head of the ship. The rest of the rooms were classes, designed to teach the prince’s future bride in the ways of his people. The purpose being to decrease the shock endured when arriving at Knuddir. As he passed Aiduiin peeked into each one to assure all was as it should be. Satisfied with the results, he continued his walk towards the console.
Entering the room he was pleasantly surprised to see that they had now entered 716’s atmosphere. Earth as its natives addressed it. It really was a lovely looking planet. Quite unlike that of Knuddirs, this planets climate changed quite dramatically across its globe. Knuddir was hot and dry, a vast red desert with only few areas of lush forest. 716 seemed to be the opposite. While he spotted the odd desert, 716 had a far greater amount of woods and cold parts. The only cold parts of Knuddir were its polar ends. Admiring the view he saddled himself alongside Ecaeris, captain of the ship and Aiduiin’s younger sister.
“Where to, brother?” Her voice was sweet as usual, betraying her true nature of a cold and calculating. A voice and appearance of a flower, but the heart and mind of harsh commander. A combination that for anyone apart from Aiduiin and their parents had been a source of confusion. Scanning the 716’s surface he pointed towards a heavily forested area in the north-west hemispheres. It was hard to notice from their distance, but a small clearing laid within it. Most likely what the humans referred to as a campsite and the ideal place to pick a person up unnoticed. Nodding, Ecaeris changed gears on the ship and swooped down to just above the treeline.
Slowly they swept through the area before the finally stopped at the clearing they had seen from higher up. Aiduiin’s suspicions had been correct and with a flick of a switch they began scanning for life. It had taken some time, but they eventually came across a tent that held a person within. Luckily for them, based off the scan this person was also female. Meaning they had found a target in their first search. Aiduiin left his sisters side to face a large wall of controls. Quickly he set to work, adjusting the conditions within the ship to match the atmosphere and climate of 716. During the return trip it would slowly adjust to that of Knuddir, adapting the human captive. Once the process was complete, he opened up the hatch for the cargo bay and started the absorption beam. This device had been a genius invention. Before it existed, Aiduiin’s ancestors had to manually retrain and confine their targets. Now? With a flip of a switch they would be pulled off the ground and brought into the shape, as if pulled by a magnet.
Flipping that very switch, the outside lights of the ship turned to shine down on the camp as the beam made its descent.
From the moment his people had managed space travel this mission had been repeated every 5th generation. By the time space travel had become a reality for his kind, they had long since known the advantages of a large biodiversity. Though after years of encouraging the populace to be adventurous in their breeding partners, they had reached a stagnation. After leaving their planet for the first time, they had found that life existed elsewhere. In a far larger quantity than ever anticipated and by the grave of the Mother they had been genetically compatible with a fair few. And so, with that knowledge the tradition of Mingling began.
Every 5th generation the current heir to the royal blood must research and document a species from a foreign host planet. And, upon reaching adulthood and marrying age, they were to travel to said host and obtain a partner. Together the heir and spouse would produce a large number of offspring to be released into the general public, increasing the diversity and subsequent strength of their people. This tradition had worked brilliantly. During the stagnation Knurrians had become close to identical to one another, but now they had quite a variance in their appearances. And the planning and timing had been exquisite, the new genetics were introduced frequently enough so that stagnation didn’t reoccur, but also far enough apart that they didn’t become a new species entirely.
Done with his musing Aiduiin removed himself from his seat. Gingerly he moved himself through the halls of the expansive ship, passing the many rooms contained within. Most of them were quarters for the team aboard, a large eatery at the center and the control console at the head of the ship. The rest of the rooms were classes, designed to teach the prince’s future bride in the ways of his people. The purpose being to decrease the shock endured when arriving at Knuddir. As he passed Aiduiin peeked into each one to assure all was as it should be. Satisfied with the results, he continued his walk towards the console.
Entering the room he was pleasantly surprised to see that they had now entered 716’s atmosphere. Earth as its natives addressed it. It really was a lovely looking planet. Quite unlike that of Knuddirs, this planets climate changed quite dramatically across its globe. Knuddir was hot and dry, a vast red desert with only few areas of lush forest. 716 seemed to be the opposite. While he spotted the odd desert, 716 had a far greater amount of woods and cold parts. The only cold parts of Knuddir were its polar ends. Admiring the view he saddled himself alongside Ecaeris, captain of the ship and Aiduiin’s younger sister.
“Where to, brother?” Her voice was sweet as usual, betraying her true nature of a cold and calculating. A voice and appearance of a flower, but the heart and mind of harsh commander. A combination that for anyone apart from Aiduiin and their parents had been a source of confusion. Scanning the 716’s surface he pointed towards a heavily forested area in the north-west hemispheres. It was hard to notice from their distance, but a small clearing laid within it. Most likely what the humans referred to as a campsite and the ideal place to pick a person up unnoticed. Nodding, Ecaeris changed gears on the ship and swooped down to just above the treeline.
Slowly they swept through the area before the finally stopped at the clearing they had seen from higher up. Aiduiin’s suspicions had been correct and with a flick of a switch they began scanning for life. It had taken some time, but they eventually came across a tent that held a person within. Luckily for them, based off the scan this person was also female. Meaning they had found a target in their first search. Aiduiin left his sisters side to face a large wall of controls. Quickly he set to work, adjusting the conditions within the ship to match the atmosphere and climate of 716. During the return trip it would slowly adjust to that of Knuddir, adapting the human captive. Once the process was complete, he opened up the hatch for the cargo bay and started the absorption beam. This device had been a genius invention. Before it existed, Aiduiin’s ancestors had to manually retrain and confine their targets. Now? With a flip of a switch they would be pulled off the ground and brought into the shape, as if pulled by a magnet.
Flipping that very switch, the outside lights of the ship turned to shine down on the camp as the beam made its descent.
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