Serix was happy to take up the human’s offer and get out of the rain. They hurried back to the ‘airport,’ as the human called it, and boarded her ship. When he was finally in a dry, secure location Serix began to notice another problem those black sky things were causing. Although it was still early in the morning, if the Storm stayed all day he wouldn’t be able to tell when night came. He wouldn’t be able to report back to the pilot on time. He looked out the window and hoped the rain would subside before dusk.

[b]“I need to get into something dry before I catch my death...”[/b] the human said, interrupting his thoughts. She dug around in a bag and pulled out a new set of clothes, then walked to a door leading to what Serix assumed was the cockpit of the vessel. She turned back to him once more, [b]“Turn around, I don't want you to see me through the window.”[/b] Serix rolled his eyes and turned, although he wasn’t sure why she cared. Sure, they looked similar, but they weren’t even the same species. He heard the click of the door closing behind him.

He tapped his foot, waiting for her to come out again. What was taking her so long? He glanced back over his shoulder just as she was slipping the shirt over her head. The human was facing away from the window, so he only caught a glimpse of her lower back just before the shirt covered it, but it was enough for him to feel a slight warmth rise in his cheeks. He quickly spun around again before she could catch him peeking. [i]What’s wrong with me?[/i] he chided himself, shaking his head. [i]She’s not a Lunairan female. What am I getting excited about?[/i] He closed his eyes, willing the flush of his skin to go away. 

Behind him, Serix heard the door click open again as the human came back out. He wore a mask of calm as he turned around to face her, studying her face to see if she suspected anything. When she looked at him, he didn’t see any anger in her eyes. He gave an inward sigh. She didn’t see him. Then something else caught his attention. The human was holding his lost weapon.

[b]“Okay, listen up,”[/b] she said. [b]“I found your gun here, but you're not getting it back. I'm keeping it so you don't try anything funny again. Also, since I know it's not going to kill you...”[/b] She held the weapon up, aiming the barrel straight at him. Serix’s violet eyes widened in surprise. [b]“I'm going to show you what it's like to get shot by one of these things.”[/b]

“Whoa, wait,” Serix stammered, taking a step back. He held up his hands, but it was too late. He saw the bright spark of blue before a sharp pain exploded across his shoulder. He felt his muscles seize up from the shock and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move while the electricity had him in its grip. He squeezed his eyes shut until the pain began to ebb away, then he slowly moved to sit up. Everything felt sore. He groaned under his breath.

[b]“That's how much this sucker hurt,”[/b] the human said, putting the Silencer away. [b]“Well, actually, it probably hurt me more since it almost killed me, but you get the picture. It was painful. So next time you want to try and hurt somebody, think about the pain you feel right now.”[/b]

“I get the point,” Serix gasped, trying to stand up again. His legs were wobbly and partially numb from the shock, so he gave up and just sat on the floor of the ship until his strength came back.

[b]“Do you need an dry clothes?”[/b] the human moved on as if she hadn’t just shot him a moment before. [b]“I bet I can find some that might fit you. I tend to wear baggy pajamas, which are always sweat pants and t-shirts by the way. It would be better than being soaked.”[/b]

“No,” Serix replied. He did want to get out of his sopping clothes, but he had to visit the pilot later. If he showed up wearing human clothes, it would definitely raise some questions. He stretched out his legs and rolled his ankles, testing to see if he had the strength to stand up yet. His muscles seemed to be working fine again so he climbed to his feet, using a nearby chair for support. He glanced out the window. The Storm was still raging.

“Since we’re going to be stuck here for a while,” Serix said, easing himself into one of the chairs. “Why don’t you tell me more about what happened before the Plague?” He realized he had resigned himself to whatever fate the higher powers had in store for him. It was too late to take back his actions, so he might as well get some answers before he disappeared. He looked up at the human, waiting for her response.