[center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180704/944135ccdb5b7cbfedac94ab38407a21.png[/img] Collab by [@Wildman13] & [@NecroKnight] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5e/79/6b/5e796b8d8b5a893a630fc5308a7f02f5.jpg[/img] [/center] [hr] For the naga, they would be surprised to see how quickly the usually dull land of sand had been turned around into a naval port. The modern humans literally melting metal from the destroyed civilian vessel and then quickly having it put down around the sandy shore. They had been gone for mostly the day and already the humans had gotten busy. Plus, it seemed almost everyone had chipped into the building. This place started to almost resemble like a port, that were found around the coast - as it was, people started up even some ram-shack buildings, some small for living and others something big for entertainment. Since as much as they had gained from Nim - this place seemed to be a rather used trading hub. Or rather, one that that the people used to trade with the naga. Thus in the interest of being close to their new 'friends' and to make more in the future - Atlantis Group had decided to build their new home right here and then move on from there. As it was, Nim would see adults, younglings and even children among the group. As it made one ponder, where had these 'humans' come from. There was only a few words that can explain her amazement with the development of the island that was happening right in front of her. But, it was strange why this human came to be, for what she was seeing right now did not relate the humans she knew in this world. They were able to bend and melt iron easily and their ideals are vastly different than them. She was amused as she was able to see the start of something new, something that can change the very ideals that dominated this world. She was happy to see that her neighbors are settling well forging their new home near hers, while she looks at them at awe she decided to take a closer look in hopes of seeing more of their and reveal something about their origins or what they really are. She rises from the sea and into the shore of their new colony but, unlike before she doesn't have any escorts. Landing in the sands of this new strange port that they were building. She roams around straing and observing the people around her. Some of them were building and while the other were playing or doing something strange or unknowns to her. As Nim would roam the place, she would soon enough, find herself hearing music. It seemed that these humans had also developed some kind of it. Plus, it was being played right now and not in some large Symphonium or Theater. The music they played was in their own tongue, something that Nim could understand now yet only barely as it was. Although, instead of joyous celebration, the music they tuned sounded like something more suited for a battlefield or funeral. Namely singing of 'depression, sorrow, death of liberty, freedom burning and the killing of billions'. The emotion they put into the song though, it was almost equal to one of their own. It further increased the question of what had happened to them in the first place. While she could only understand some of it she knew what the song was able. She knew that they came from death or destruction a clue that she would clearly remember for many days to come. She followed it her feet scrubbing the sand to the sides as she continues on her trip to understand these creatures more. From the distance she looks at the massive iron ships that they used for their voyage here even seeing the guns that some of them had. She could see that some of the children had strange substances with them that they like to drink, gulping the liquid down with glee. She was confused as why would someone drink a dark liquid that seems to bubble but, the strangest out of all was the little glaciers they have inside the bottles which she didn't know was to make the drink colder and tastier. She was amazed at how strange their culture was as she examine the dresses of the various people in the port seeing clothes that had printing in them which she didn't know was possible. And from the looks of it clothes also determine what job you had as she saw men with orange clothing and orange helmets that were building the structures this people would need. As Nim took in the many sights and machinery, eventually a hand padded her shoulder and the form Yuna appeared next to her. A smile on her face. "Hello. You come see our building and culture now?" she asked, after all Nim had shown Yuna their side of the ocean. It was only fair that Yuna returned the favor. "We still building. Take time. But I can show you history...our history. You want?" she asked, although while she was smiling her heart was aching at the mention of their history. Since it wasn't a pretty one up to the last few years. She nods as she returns a smile of her own she was glad to see an familiar face that could guide her in still maze of iron and culture she had found herself in. She started speaking in her own language before she stops knowing that she was going too fast for her to understand. She resigns and points to the kids drinking the strange substance they were drinking. Then she then nods when she noticed she was taking about their own history and how they came to be making her grab her hand and nod hinting that she would be more than happy to know. Yuna soon lead her naga friend into a building, that seemed a bit better manufactured and built than the others currently surrounding them. There, Nim soon saw her first glimpse into the world of technology - as this place seemed to have plenty of glowing things everywhere - displaying words, numbers and other strange symbols. When she entered, Yuna merely clapped her hands and everything soon disappeared - before she did a few gestures in the air, activating the holographic projector. "I will warn you. Our history...." she spoke, growing saddened and remorseful. "...is not pretty." [hr] As for Nim, she might likely regret her desire to know about human history. As a while, she got her first glimpse at a 'docu-men-tary or mo-vie' - it spoke about World War Three. Namely one of the first catalysts for bringing. While Nim might have enjoyed the beautiful planet and its vast array of people, architecture and culture as the voice spoke - it soon was twisted into more of a horror show. As many of the footage, had been collected by the AG from real-life helm-cams - they wanted everyone to know and never forget the mistakes that lead to it. The naga, got to see how true warfare was enacted - neither glorified, nor justified - simply wanton slaughter. Rail guns tearing apart fleets like paper, drones destroying cities and armies, hordes of armored and faceless soldiers fighting among each other, destruction called down from the very skies and much more. Under the screen ran a skull-counter, something that even Nim might understand, since every time a city was shown to be 'demolished' the counter simply grew bigger. Reaching eventually billions. If Nim ever wondered, how Gods waged War - she got a front-row seat to watch it all, while Yuna simply stared at it with a dull expression. While she was ready to learn about the rich history of man she wasn't prepared for what came with it. She wasn't ready to see the devastation and destruction before her but, she watched attentively with what was before her. Not batting an eye to look at her friend or the other surrounding her seeing distance lands burn and torched while mechanical beast and iron people with unimaginable strength ships on the distance delivering conflict from the skies leaving no time for them to respond. She grasps it was unimaginable for her what these people have endured so far but, she marveled at the incredible creatures that these people possessed with their fingertips lighting an spark of interest within her. She was interested in the gadgets that these humans have come to liking making them agents of feats unimaginable to her and her kind. She was hooked on the idea of learning how this machines were made and if she was able to learn how to making her pull on Yuna sleeves pointing to one of the machines. While Nim might not understand just how deadly these war-machines could be - her way of saying it, did make Yuna smile up a bit. It wasn't everyday some, new race was wanting to learn from them. This time though, they would get it right and not abuse that trust like how the Americans had done in their earlier years. "You want study? I can provide that kind of gift," smiled Yuna, soon closing the movie. She nods glad giving her a sudden and without any warning a tight hug.