[quote]"I'm sorry, sir." said a woman behind the reception desk.  "Unauthorized teleportation is restricted here.  Can I help you?"  She wore a business dress and glasses.[/quote]

"I'm sorry, sir."..."Unauthorized teleportation is restricted here.  Can I help you?"...-they murmured to themselves while perfectly mimicing her voice.

Tilting their head, the thing approached the receptionist and laid the book on the desk, the title "Everything you need to know while visiting a new World" seen on top, while turning page after page like they were looking for something. They sometimes stopped in the middle only to read a few lines before beginning the search anew. *This wasn't going anywhere*-was their thought just as they remembered the summary located on the last page. Going to the last page they followed all the dots and lines connecting the writings, a super weird categorization system, until they found what they were looking for.

"To learn and speak the language of another race simply make contact with their communicating organ and utter the following incantations."
**Author's Note: The creature whose in the receiving end of this spell will feel excruciating pain and likely lose their voice forever. I suggest you find a desolate specimen to perform this act unnoticed so as to avoid repercussions.**

Still unfamiliar to other worldly customs they didn't know what the author meant by "repercussions". What could be the harm? Extending their hand they made contact with, what they assumed was, the communicating organ. For him it was the giant mound of flesh on her chest. Soft and tender, how could this thing allow them to communicate. After the response from the receptionist they connected the dots. The mouth was moving when they communicated along with the throat which trembled a little, assuming it was the origin of the sound. Now fixing their aim they went to grab the throat.