Saving Both (CLOSED)

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He had been sent for a reason, his planet was dying and the Earthings had had the orb long enough. He was checking to make sure that everything was working properly, the trip had been a long one and he was growing tired, but he had to grab the orb and get back to his home as soon as possible. Saron glanced at the gauge that was vital for his survival into the planet's atmosphere. His eyes widened, the gauge was turning red. "Fuck." he cursed and worked on an emergency landing. It was going to be a rough one.

Coming into the Earth's atmosphere was not an easy task he could feel the layers of his ship starting to melt and he bit his lip preparing for impact, running towards the back of his ship, his tracker in hand. He felt the impact and then all went black. At some point he had been knocked out, laying down in his broken ship, waiting for someone to find him. He had no fear, his leader had told him that the Earthlings were expecting him, they should be kind to him. His eyes opened slightly, just enough to see the door open and a figure come in. He passed out again, dropping the tracker out of his hands.

 

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RE: Saving Both (PrincessGumdrop & Rory)

Saron opened his eyes the moment the bracelet tightened around Rylin's arm. He took a deep breath, making sure that he indeed wasn't dead. His alien culture always told him that dying would taste like sweet air. This air was anything but sweet. He wrinkled his nose and got up from the rubble around him. Saron looked around the place, not taking notice of the human at first. He was looking around his ship, making sure that it was still intact and could fly once he had the orb. That was when he noticed the tracker was not in his hand. He cursed and started to look around for it, finally seeing the human. Part of him anyway. His hand flew towards Rylin's arm, grabbing it and throwing it away from him once he confirmed that it was his tracker on this humans arm.

He looked at he human, rage in his eyes "Look at what you've done!" he shouted, the words slowly translating into a speech that Rylin could recognize. "What am I supposed to do with you? I need that tracker!" he said, pointing to the bracelet on Rylin's arm. "Now it is on your skin. Are you a warrior?" he asked, taking in what Rylin was wearing, he didn't look like a warrior, but his leader had said they wouldn't.