The Landing-Ryax and Moon

FoxWriter · Mar 12, 2013

It was an average night, a calm peaceful night with the coyotes hollering in the night and the crickets chirping along the riverbed. The sky was clear and free of any and all clouds and the moon hung high in the sky like a giant light. It was late enough at night that everyone in the small peaceful town was asleep, fast asleep in dream land, waiting to start another normal day when the dawn broke the sky. Without warning there was a strange sound, like the Boom of a Cannon as the time space line was broken, a shape suddenly covering the moon and blotting out the light, not that anyone would notice right away, the shape approaching faster and faster, seaming to shrink in size until it was barley the size of a charter bus or a personal jet, only in a teardrop shape. It was long, and flat, and it burst into light when it was about thirty feet in the air above the town, shining like a power plant into every window in the town as it unleashed an intense shrieking sound, as if to make sure that the town was most certainly awake.

It was landing, just as the people began to walk outside to see what was going on, it was two stories tall, and and about one hundred and twenty feet long. It landed in the long grassy field just out of town and the people of the town gathered just inside the town, staring at the strange shaped spaceship which was whirring like a microwave as it powered down, each light snapping off one at a time with a simple click until it was dark, and as silent as the world around it. Even the crickets had stopped chirping and the townspeople waited with hushed and bated breath as they watched for something, anything to happen. For a long moment nothing at all happened, and then a door slid open along the side, and a long ramp slid out, settling onto the ground like a giant tongue and in the doorway a new figure appeared.

It was humanoid in appearance, with long graceful legs and long slender arms. It was strange though, it seamed to have a long fluffy tail, and large feline like ears. It was a humanoid Cat! Literally. It slowly stepped down the ramp in long graceful steps, tiny cat feet stepping on the ramp with the tick tack of claws striking the strange metal. Then two more appeared, all of them where female, if the body shapes where anything to go by. They where all Feline in appearance with a humanoid body shape. The one in the very front looked like a Tiger with strange coloration. She was the smallest of the three. The two behind her where bigger, tougher somehow, the one looked like a Snow Leopard,(nsfw) and the other looked like a Cheetah of some sort. All of them where graceful... save for the hulking brute of a male White Tiger that appeared behind them. Clearly a bodyguard of some sort, his muscles where huge, and he was staring with impassive blue eyes at anyone who held a weapon, his own weapon in hand, a simple spear, not that he wasn't a weapon in and of himself what with the claws and the fangs...

“we come in peace.” well, an English speaking alien. That was new, though the earrings and the lip piercing that the little tiger wore might have had something to do with that. So now it was up to the humans to decide what to do with these barley clad aliens. They where garbed in what looked like bras and panties made out of strange material, and that was it. Save for the male, he looked like he was simply dressed in a pair of shorts. All of the aliens waited for a response to the little Tiger's words, eagerly anticipating 'first contact'.

Ryax · Mar 13, 2013

The town was quiet, fast asleep even. Not many lights shone upon the night sky. The creatures of the night sounded softly, yet clearly, creating an atmosphere of sound that many could never have resisted in finding beautiful. By the outskirts of the town, a smaller house was located, suited for one, maybe even two people to live comfortably in. But alas, it was owned by only one man, currently sleeping soundly in his large, warm bed. But to many's unknowing minds, the house was filled with metals both precious and common as well as specific apparatuses many a kind. One could say that the man of the house was somewhat of a loner, scientist, personal inventor, lover of science even.This house was dedicated to trading various kinds of metals, but mostly to use them in inventions and curious wants. The metals were all currently in process of being used to form the prototype of a self sustaining ion reactor in miniature scale that could be used by any a person.

The man of the house was called Meteo and was simply a lover of many things science. He had no parents as they had left him to fend for himself when he was but a boy, in the midst of the continent's largest metropolis where he was quickly 'taken care of' and dismissed to the slums of the city. Growing up in the harsh environment that was the slums, Meteo learned to fend for himself. He spent much time collecting scrap parts and metals that people were throwing out into the slums, that's how he got started with science overall. Being the only thing in his life that meant something to him at that point, he quickly adopted it's practices and innovations, succumbing to the greatness and power of it all. Eventually he had moved himself up in the world, becoming a low ranked yet respected trader of metals and interesting and innovative scientific goods. He had moved himself out of the metropolis to the small town he now lives in to conduct his things in peace.

Suddenly, his entire world shook, the loud bang waking him up, making him sit up sleepily in his bed, yawning. "What the hell was that..", he mumbled lightly as he blinked and looked around. Everything seemed to be the way he left it to be. He was about to lay down when the lights came on and the painful shrieking started, the metal in his house resonating and amplifying the sound. He quickly covered his ears, groaning at the entirety of it all as he got out of bed, storming out of his house to look what it was. All he could see was a painfully obvious glaring light, greeting his eyes like the sun itself. The bright lights in the sky started moving out of town, seemingly landing on the grassy field shortly behind his house through a patch of trees. He quickly made his way over, many of the townsfolk nearing it as well to take a closer look.

Meteo's jaw dropped slightly at the sight, his eyes a bit wide. A raindrop shaped spaceship had landed, was it human's, or someone else's, he wondered, being the first spaceship he'd ever seen up close, he was obviously excited, curious and anxious. It was whirring and making strange noises as it seemed to power down, the lights shutting off as the silence once again returned to their ever so peaceful night. He couldn't help but to admire the beautiful metals adorning the ship, wondering how it was constructed and what technological and scientific secrets laid in wait inside of it. Meteo gasped lightly as a door slid open, a ramp sliding out and planting itself on the ground.

He quickly made his way to the base of the ramp, hoping to catch a glimpse of anything inside, and he sure did. He was greeted by the sight of a being much like a mixture of both cat and human, sporting the best characteristics of both to form the perfect successful predator. One after the other the figures emerged, making their way down the ramp gracefully as they stood themselves in front of him. Clad in nothing but what seemed to be panties, bras and shorts made out of a material unknown to humans. He couldn't help himself but to let his eyes examine their clothes, their gorgeous looking bodies as well as their clear features, both clearly human and clearly cat. They were all scientifically simply amazing to state it biologically. Meteo almost moved due to his excitement to take a closer look, when he froze as the fourth being stared at him, sporting a powerful body with a menacing weapon, clearly being able to rid the world of Meteo in the blink of an eye.

As the small tiger spoke with a clear voice, Meteo blinked curiously and uttered a soft 'Huh?'. They can speak English? How..? Why..? What the..? Many questions whirled in the mind of Meteo. Many townsfolk had gathered behind him, albeit still a bit far away, deeming it not safe to be as close as Meteo was. A silence drew over them for a little while, no one dared to speak but Meteo as he shattered the silence, "Uhh.. Welcome to Earth?", he stated with a curious and asking tone to his voice.

He stared a fair bit at the feline humanoids, slowly moving himself around them to take a better look from other angles. The warrior looking being kept his gaze rightfully locked on Meteo, making sure that he would not get to close. "There's a million questions that I want to ask you right now.. But first things first.", Meteo stated simply as he moved himself back to being in front of the smaller tiger being, looking down on it as he reached his hand out, wanting to lock hands for a greeting, not sure if they would understand it but tried anyway as he said, "Welcome to Earth! What can we do for you?". Meteo decided to be outright friendly, they said were coming in peace and they were seemingly friendly, so why shouldn't he be friendly back.

FoxWriter · Mar 13, 2013

the four cats stared at Meteo, the only one brave enough to come forward and look at them properly. the only person who seamed to understand what he was saying was the little tiger who had first spoken and she beamed at him happily. "Earth! hat a pleasant name for a planet!" she chirped happily, the massive warrior in the back uttering a short... word? sentence? whatever it was, it was a growling sound, his lips moving as his ears pinned back as Meteo offered his hand, gripping the spear tighter. even though no one could understand what he 'said' it was clearly a warning and the little tiger whirled, her hands on her hips as she uttered similar noises. coughs, snarls, growls, mewls and deep throbbing sounds that where almost like a purr. the mighty White Tiger backed down, looking away from her with his nose high in the air, clearly sulking. whatever was happening, it was pretty obvious that the small Tiger was in charge, because the Snow Leopard and Cheetah, just hid their amusement behind their hands and avoided looking either tiger in the eyes lets they burst from their amusement.

"we are grateful to be welcomed." the little tiger stated, settling her hand over her heart and bowing to him, the other two females mimicking the movement. the Male just growled. "ignore my Brother, he is grouchy from a long flight, and doesn't like me speaking to Aliens." the little tiger admitted, looking amused. "the other three cannot understand you right now. i have the only working translator." she reached up and fingered the earring and the lip ring, showing what the translator was. "we are here to learn and share knowledge! and to Trade goods of course." she admitted with a nod. "we are of Ithrea, a planet many, many light years away from here." she admitted. "we are looking for many rare metals, and minerals... mostly minerals." she admitted. "we are curious about your planet and your people, and will do our best to acclimate ourselves to your rituals and customs while we learn more about each other." she chirped, beaming happily at him. "i am Alma.(all-Ma)" she introduced, smiling at him happily. "this is Tuth(tooth)." she introduced the Tiger who bowed another greeting to him. "this is Izra (is-rah), and that is my brother, Amal (ah-mall)." the Male again, ignored them, scoffing in annoyance at having been dragged millions of light years away from his home, and his job.

"would you like to see what we have for trade?" Alma asked, offering him a smile before she turned to the two girls, speaking in that strange cat language again, the both of them racing into the ship, and coming back out with a large flat... thing, that seamed to be hovering. on it, where huge arrays of materials and things. there where strange seeds of all colors, strange rocks that made chiming sounds when you touched them, huge crystals and gems, some of which where familiar. there was a ruby the size of Meteo's head even! there was samples of metal as well, large chunks of shining gold material that gleamed like gold, but was as flexible as tinfoil, there was shimmering gray metal, the same as the ship, which could be bent like rubber, but didn't break even when it was struck hard with a hammer and nail. there was food too, most of it meat. there was some white meat that looked almost like crab, a deep purple meat that smelled faintly of beef, there where even some fish. but what really caught the most attention, where the piles of silks of various amazing colors that was even softer than silk that shimmered in the light. there where even already made outfits just waiting to be tried on, all of them skimpy at best, but also artful. the one that caught the most attention was a pair of 'panties' that had a long train in the front and back, like a skirt that had the leg parts cut off. the top was basically a bra with long sleeves that would hang over the hands and trail along like a cape. it was in shimmering light blues and softer whites that made the fashionista's nearly drool. it was clearly a outfit for impression. like a prom dress, or a wedding gown.

the other villagers where simpler people, they didn't care for rare gems or strange metals. though many of them where interested in the little 'carved' figurines made out of some of the gems. there was something that looked like a Dragon, there was something akin to a horse, only without fur n=and it had a beak. there was a massive spider with large mandibles and ten legs instead of eight. the large Male had taken out a small knife that seamed to hum, and had grabbed a tiny purple gem, and used the knife to care itty bitty slivers off at a time, clearly bored with all the excitement that was happening around them. the Ithreanians had even brought out wood samples. woods so deep red they looked stained with blood, so white they looked like so, marbled with grays and blues... it was amazing, the selection that the aliens had brought with them for trading. "so... what do you want for trade?" one brave little girl asked, having been eying up a tiny figuring of the dragon like thing the tiny tiger clapping her hands happily. "according to our initial scans. salt is a basic commodity of this planet. we have no salt on our planet, it is very rare for us. we will trade anything on the table for salt." she promised, beaming at them. "any larger trades, will have to be dealt with other materials... if anyone has..." she paused, struggling to find the right words and finally shook her head. "we would like to examine your technology, to see if we can use parts of it, to fashion new translators, and fix a few damages to our ships electronics."

Ryax · Mar 14, 2013

Meteo smiled happily at Alma's happy expressions and words. He watched and listened to the strange conversation going on between the little tiger and the large white tiger, smiling a bit slyly at the warrior as the conversation was clear as day even though no words could be understood. The small tiger was clearly in charge. Meteo pulled his hand back as the cat's instead bowed to him, quickly adjusting himself to mimicking their movements as well, bowing in turn, trying to as quickly as possibly accustom himself to their ways. Since he was not used to it, he chuckled slightly at the fact that she referred to him as an Alien, but knew that he was as much Alien to them as they were Aliens to him. "Then I'll focus on talking to you for now.", he replied lightly as he smiled a bit. "We'll of course be happy to help you trade your knowledge and goods.", he stated. Meteo listened intently at the small tiger talking about their home planet of Ithrea and how they came to mostly trade for metals and minerals, much of the things that he fortunately had good knowledge of. After Alma had introduced herself and her friends, Meteo bowed as well, "Pleased to meet you, Alma, Tuth, Izra, Amal. My name is Meteo.". Even though he tried to pronounce their names correctly he had yet to master it.

"Yes please!", he responded excitedly at her words, getting much anticipation and excitement over getting to see what they had for trade. He let out a soft gasp alone at the sight of the hovering board that seemingly came hovering and floating along with the cats that fetched it. "No way..", he gasped at the sight of the materials, metals, minerals, seeds, cloths and various other interesting things stocked up. Almost everything was clearly foreign to his planet and seemingly nearby planets. Meteo wanted to rush over and finger everything, poke all the materials and take his time to study them closer, but he restricted himself powerfully as to not to make sudden movements and rush up to the board. But to no avail as soon as the cats had settled the board somewhat he had already rushed up to it, already exploring the different items on the board, gasping and exclaiming at everything.

Firstly he felt some of the chiming rocks, listening to how they reacted when in touch to his skin, to metal, to wood. He was very, very interested in these and could see immense potential for them. Next he poked at the shining, golden metal that was as flexible as ordinary tinfoil. He stretched it and formed it the way he wanted. He was also interested in this most interesting material, would it be as conducting as normal gold is, it could save billions and billions in production costs and be used better for more awesome constructions and apparatuses. He quickly moved himself over to the material looking like the material that covered the ship. He poked at it, it bent around his finger but when he retracted it, it returned to its original shape. He picked it up, it felt like it would slip out of his hand. He tried pulling it apart and it was just like any other soft rubber blob, easily separating and could be reformed and recollected with each other. He put it down a bit roughly on the table and a loud 'BONG!', just like dense, solid metal hitting other dense, solid metal. He blinked a bit at it and poked it again, uttering a soft 'Hmm..'. He left the mass alone for now, gazing over all the crystals, minerals and jewels that they had as well, clearly noticing the ruby the side of his own head. His jaw dropped a bit while his gaze was fixed on it. He ended up running around and poking everything, feeling the amazing silk-like cloth and studying the awe striking wooden types, sniffing the strange meats. The clothes they could make with the silk-like material were absolutely exquisite, shimmering and shining in the light as if constructed merely out of shimmering opalescent scales. "These things are all so.. amazing and wonderful..", he said softly, his eyes gleaming with awe and momentary excitement infatuation as he looked at Alma.

He blinked a bit as the little girls question was answered, ".. Salt?", he said quietly, a little shocked at the simple request. Seeing as they had a clear and overwhelming abundance of salt on the planet, they were in for a good trade from both sides. Meteo gasped lightly in excitement when he heard what Alma said about larger trades, wanting to examine their technology and minerals and such to figure something out that they might be needing. None of the villagers deemed that they had anything of worth to show, not realizing the value of their normal household technology when faced with such an amazing spaceship and materials as the ones the aliens had brought. Meteo, on the other hand, did realize the value their constructions and inventions would present to them. "I think I have many things you might find interesting at my home! I got a lot of metals and minerals and technology! Some of them are quite heavy and large so I wouldn't be able to bring them here by hand alone..", Meteo exclaimed happily, as he beamed with excitement at Alma. "I'll be right back! I'll bring the carryable things!", he exclaimed excitedly as he turned and ran back home. He didn't think about borrowing one of the hovering plates that the aliens had, he had completely forgotten about it out of pure excitement.

As he got home, he left his door completely open, hitting the switch to barely light up the house a bit. While home, much 'Klang!'s and 'Crash's could be heard as he tossed his stuff around, looking for everything from simple to complex things he had and some that he had made that was small enough to carry with him. "Dammit where is it..!", he growled lightly, digging into a pile of cloth when he suddenly exclaimed, "Aha!", when finding what he was looking for. It was a tight fitting glove with no fingers. It was fashioned out of nano fiber metal strands, made out of many different metals. On the back of it, on top of his hand, there was a clear slot that would fit something very specific. He strapped it on as he went over to his large work table and picked up his prized possession, his tiny self sustaining ion reactor prototype, in the middle of it all. He slid the reactor into the slot at the back of the glove, twisting it, making it lock into place as he sighed with delight. He had only tried it out a few times before as he was afraid that it might break if overused in its current prototype state. He rummaged through the clothes pile again, picking out a nano fiber suit he had made that could do many amazing things like increase ones strength, ones speed and render one slightly transparent. He picked up a very small radar from the table, that he had constructed when bored. After picking up an ordinary old toaster he also picked up some samples of his metals and minerals. He was a bit overburdened by weight and items but he was damned to bring them to the aliens as he headed towards his door and was going to go back to the ship.

FoxWriter · Mar 14, 2013

the cats grinned, watching with amusement as the humans examined everything they had. when one human asked about sampling the meat the large Male went into the ship and came back out with massive piles of firewood, which he arranged, and then light on fire, making a campfire out of strange black wood... that smelled almost minty. the male was clearly bored with the proceedings, and had decided to entertain himself with cooking the meat they had brought, allowing the humans to taste some of their delicacies. a massive slab of red meat, some purple meat, and the white crab like meat was sliced thin and settled onto a metal grill that was hovering over the fire and was shimmering with heat. everyone was eager to try the new strange food, especially when the male brought out what looked like vegetables and started handing them out. there was a large purple thing that looked like a Cabbage, even felt like cabbage, crispy and crunchy and fresh, but tasted almost like apples. "we would have brought fruit from our world for you all to try, but most is too fragile to last such a trip." the little tiger admitted, swiping a piece of the sweet white meat that tasted like a mix of lobster and Salmon. everyone was loving the food, and many people had brought out salt to pay for their meals.

the Cats all giggled at Meteo's excitement over everything and the two females chattered calmly to one another as the indicated some of the more interesting things they looked at. from the people, to the houses, to the few trees and the grass. they did examine one girl very intently, one of those shameless girls who wore little to nothing. the two Ithreanians seamed shocked that the humans where so smooth, pale, and hairless, and many of the humans laughed at the girls bright blush at having every bit of exposed flesh pawed at. they all watched as Meteo vanished and the Clouded Leopard sighed, walked into her ship and got another hovering table and followed him to his house, just as he raced back out she was there with the table for him to pile things onto, lifting a slender eyebrow as she examined him. she helped him settle the things onto the table and motioned for him to get whatever else he wanted to grab, while she arranged the things he'd already brought out, examining the toaster very intently, clearly curious about it's intended purpose. once Meteo had everything he wanted onto the table, Tooth, the Leopard, led the way back to the ship, playing with an I-pod that she had snatched from his table, examining it intently.

the Little Tiger squealed in delight at seeing all the rare and interesting things and quickly set about examining the Nano Suit, muttering to herself in the cat language before looking up at Meteo. "is there anything in here that we can take apart? we want to see the base components." she admitted before pausing and shaking her head. "ok I want to see the base components. my Ship Mates aren't much on the intellectual side." she admitted, looking amused. "Tuth herself is a priestess... a healer mostly, she knows a little bit, but not much." she admitted as she picked up one of his rocks, examining it intently, rapping it with another rock to check the sound and the durability before abandoning the geology to examine the metal samples he had brought out, looking very interested in the Iron, trying to bend and move it, her head tilted. "how fascinating! it's so rigid!" she mumbled in amazement. "this would make a very good structural component... very tough." he mused before turning her attention to the music player in Tuth's hand, snatching it up eagerly and disassembling it before anyone thought to stop her. they both started muttering and murmuring again as they examined the wires before reassembling the devise and taking apart the toaster, examining the heating coils and wires there as well. with permission, they easily stripped the wires with their claws and examined what they where made of before nodding eagerly to one another. "do you have more of these?" Alma asked hopefully. "we can use these strings made of metal. something with high conductivity to energy." fortunately, one of the younger kids built robots in his spare time, so he had miles of electronic wiring of all kinds, and happily traded them for some of the rare gems on the table. he could sell the gems and buy even more robotics stuff. all of the humans watched as the Ithreanians babbled and argued with the little tiger as she started working on a set of ear ring and lip ring.

Ryax · Mar 14, 2013

The smell of the meat that was being cooked did not phase him currently, being far too excited over the metals and materials presented to him. It did unconsciously make it water a bit in his mouth as his stomach growled as well.

He twitched as he went out the door, Tooth was standing just outside with a hover board so conveniently for him to put his stuff on. "Thank you!", he exclaimed, absolutely disregarding the fact that she could probably not understand him. He blinked a little before slapping on a smile and bowing lightly as to not drop all of his stuff. With some help he put his things on the board, careful as to not to drop anything or damage anything. He quickly rushed inside again, diving his attention into more piles of stuff and junk. He didn't even notice as Tooth stole his ipod from his worktable. He brought out a couple of more things, some simple wires of different composition, some scrapped fiberglass and plexiglass that he had on the floor and some of his carbon fiber rods that he used so often to make all kinds of strange things for it's light but very sturdy composition. He even got most of his salt that he had laying around, he didn't use it very much anyway so he could as well give it to them, maybe get himself something in return for it and everything else that he could play with the eciting new materials. He put the things on the board and smiled at her, bowing again as he rushed back to the ship, motioning for her to follow.

Meteo loved the cute little tigers reactions to the things that he had brought with him. "Yes of course! You can pick apart almost anything, anything but the thing on my hand. I can make more of the rest quite easily now that I know how too or it's cheap down at our market.", he said happily,raising his hand as to show that it was the thing that they could not disassemble currently. He laughed a little at her comment regarding her crew's less intellectual sides, "Then we both have someone we can talk to now huh?", he said happily as he watched her excitement over the plain materials he had brought. Meteo nodded at her remark of the materials sturdiness and uttered an excited 'Mhm!', "Most of our materials are not bendable. They're mostly all very sturdy and robust.", he continued excitedly. He looked a bit confused at how they now were disassembling an ipod, his ipod of everything as it had a custom made frame that he had done himself. He sighed lightly but he was not at loss, he wanted them to explore their technology and learn.

He smiled as she got her question answered by a little boy that had already had his parents bring much of his electronics and wires for them to look at. Meteo was intently studying how Alma quickly constructed some new lip and ear rings, he was assuming that they were new translation devices and was almost dying inside to know how they were made. Did they perhaps use some of their chiming stone to alter the waves of the sound in the air to a specific frequency to seemingly overcome the speech impairment? It was but one of many questions that he wanted to ask them so eagerly. Meteo had inadvertently moved himself closer to study the process, standing right beside Alma eventually as he stared at how she processed and prepared the metals and materials she had at her disposal to form it all into the same lip and ear ring that she had herself.

"You haaave to teach me how to use your materials.. I'll teach you how to use ours in turn!", he whined excitedly, wanting to explore everything about their mysteriously composed elements. He went over to the hover board and wanted to examine the metals again, only to accidentally grab the grey, rubbery metal carelessly with his glove hand. The reactor started to shine and whirr as the metal in his hand began to shift and spark, expanding and contracting weirdly as the heat and electric power from the mini reactor was channeled into the metal clump. He gasped and dropped it on the ground where it sizzled lightly as it returned to it's original shape. He looked a bit panicked at Alma and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was a bit careless with excitement and didn't think about what I was doing. I didn't mean to destroy anything..", his voice much excusing and a bit lowly.

FoxWriter · Mar 21, 2013

Tooth gave him a strange look at his exuberance but simply shrugged it off as a funny Alien thing. she did look rather interested in the items he put on the table though, examining the fiberglass and the plexiglass, though she didn't touch it. she followed happily, back to the ship. she didn't much like being away from her fellows all that much. Amal was still grilling, and didn't pay any attention at all to the 'little tinkering'. he was the 'big guy' which meant he usually fixed the exoskeleton and the bigger things, like a mechanic. it was good to be multi-versatile when traveling the universe. "it's amazing really... have you not yet learned how to make the materials malleable?" Alma asked curiously as she examined the metals. "you simply rearrange the molecules..." she blinked at his odd expression and smiled. "i will show you later!" she promised simply as she used tiny tools to pop the lip and ear rings open, like a locket. inside was a dizzying array of metals and shiny things that was clearly an alien technology. with the thin wires that the boy had brought her, she easily started fixing the obviously 'fired' parts of the technology. it looked like the translators had either overheated, or come in contact with an EMP pulse.

she grinned at him and nodded. "i would be honored to teach and learn from you! you seam to be of the same stock as me!" several people looked confused by this, but it was likely that Mateo would understand. they where both scientists. she smiled as she handed the new lip and ear ring to Amal, who popped them into place and glanced around. "You can now understand me?" he asked curiously, several of the girls swooning at the deep bass of his rather cultured voice mixed with his massive frame meant he was a very good specimen for mating, even if he did look like an animal. after all, humans where animals too. they all jumped at the reaction of the metal to the Glove and Alma immediately reached down and picked up the metal, testing it's durability. "this is an electromagnetic metal." she explained. "it creates a slightly magnetic field to brush off electric pulses that would cause Havoc on our electronic devises. such events like sun spots, and energy waves out in space could leave us helpless, so we use this metal to keep out the energies. your glove must create an electrical, or a similar sort of energy that interacted with the metal." she grinned. "no harm done." she promised, brushing the metal off and putting it back in place before grabbing his hand and examining the glove intently.

"this is impressive! i've never seen such a thing! a personalized energy creation system. with something like this, a being would never have to worry about being stranded out in the middle of space without something to restart the batteries!" she admitted, Amal rolling his eyes at her excitement as he went back to serving the meat, explaining what each one was now. the thick white meat that looked like lobster was a giant spider called a Spidren, which liked to eat Ihtreanians. taking one down was a great honor. the purple meat was something akin like a chicken, only some of them could be tamed and the ithreans would fly on them like personal airplanes. "oh! i suppose you are curious as to how these work?" she asked with an impish grin as she held up a pair of translators that hadn't been fixed. "they work off of the natural technology you already have in place. you call it... WiFi?" she asked curiously. "these pick up the informational waves that travel through the air, pick up the language, and translate for us. their not perfect however. if there is a word that we use, that you cannot understand, the translator will make a funny sound. for example if i was going to try and describe the color -----" the machine itself let out a strangely strangled sound and the girl grinned. "yes, that would happen. as far as i can tell, that particular color simply is not something you have on this planet. i'm ot sure you could see it even if if you did have it. that would be Tooth's area of expertise. she's the Healer, of sorts, and knows how to understand optic nerves and organs and stuff." she admitted. "she's going to want to speak to a Healer at some point." "and Izrah will want to see your... how do you call it? entertainment? music?" she shrugged. "she will know what to ask for once i get these last two translators fixed."

Ryax · Apr 18, 2013

He couldn't believe that Alma was talking so lightly about making materials like iron and steel, to become easy to work with without having to heat them up to extraordinary levels. His face showed a clear sign of 'Wow' at the thought. He had never thought it to be possible, and figured that's how the interesting materials they had brought with them were so resilient, yet shapeable. His expression shone up with much anticipation as she told him that she would show him how to later. Meteo was extremely excited over this outstanding opportunity. He chuckled and smiled at her exclamation and replied at the stock comment, "It would indeed seem that way.".

Meteo's jaw dropped slightly as he heard Amal's translated voice. It was so deep, and surprisingly so very unbrute like, not at all the type of voice one would expect someone of his body type and temper to have. One could even say that it had a cultured tone to it. The curious turn of his brief thoughts for Amal from brute to a cultured being had him curious for how the others would sound and talk like as well.

Meteo was glad that Alma didn't scold him, making their precious metal sizzle and act weirdly. He let out a gasp at her description of the metal. It would be absolutely perfect, probably one of the most expensive thing on earth if brought here. If the metal could do what she said, to reflect and ward of outside electric pulses and such, it could be a perfect replacement for the thin layered gold that was being used by this planet for satellites and space stations now. "That's an amazing metal.. There is soooo much I could do with something incredible like that..!", Meteo exclaimed softly, staring at it with much awe, his eyes seemingly sparkling of excitement.

He looked up and smiled at Alma, "I'm glad I didn't destroy anything, and yes, it's sort of a prototype of my own that I've been working on for a good while..". He was smiling and holding his hand with the glove gently, it had come to be his most precious possession over the years. He smiled and nodded at her ideas of use for his device, "Yep, it can potentially gather energies from anywhere. It's not been tested enough though.", he replied agreeing. He couldn't help but to listen to Amal's description of the meats, his bassy voice penetrating the buzzing around them.

Meteo's eyes shone up at Alma's voice and the feeling of simply being a little boy about to discover something absolutely amazing rose up within him, but he quenched it as to not loose his face completely but he sure showed excitement over it. He nodded and replied, "Yes, yes, yes! Please show me how they work!". He listened intently at her words and blinked with confusion at the strange sound the translator made. "That sure sounded like a strange color.", he uttered playfully, laughing a bit at his terribly dry joke. "That is an interesting piece of technology indeed...", he said softly as he studied the rings on Alma closer.

'Ahh', he voiced softly as he found out what Tooth and Izrah had for specialties. Meteo thought for a little while, and suddenly lit up as he continued, "We only have a small clinic in town, but there is a good chance that there is a physician here right now, Tooth should be able to find the person.", he said as he looked around, seeing if he could spot the physician but failed. "If she's looking for music or entertainment, the center of the metropolis to the north would be a good spot for just that."

Meteo looked around, watching all the happy faces of the townspeople. It was really amazing that these aliens had come here, to share and partake in each others knowledge. A question arose within him however, "Hey Alma, how come you came here and not to the big city just a bit north? Surely there would have been more physicians, artists, scientists and traders that would have been available to help and trade with you.".

FoxWriter · Apr 20, 2013

Amal laughed a little and nodded as he excitedly bounced around. "we have much of this metal, and we can easily get more if we can open trade routes with Aumoria." "with who?" "oh! sorry, we did not know the local name of the planet, so we have taken to calling it Aumoria, which means 'beautiful Blue' in a neighboring language." people looked confused and she giggled. "like how French, or Spanish is a neighbor to English." ah! it was just another language that the Ithreans where familiar with. "what DO you call this planet?" Amal asked suddenly and when he was told the planet was called earth he gave them all strange looks. "Earth is a stupid name." "AMAL!" Alma growled, glaring at her brother. "be nice!" "i am being nice. i refrained from calling them all idiots." she rolled her eyes. "ignore him. he's tired and grumpy. we hit turbulence on the way in and he didn't get much sleep the last few earth rotations." days apparently. the other two cats looked very amused, so clearly Amal's rudeness wasn't really a result of lack of sleep, he was just naturally rude. thankfully the humans didn't seam to mind too much.

Alma decided to ignore her brother again and nodded to him. "it only works on planets with a certain level of technology..." she admitted. "if they have not found a way to speak to each other miles away, then we can't employ the use of these kinds of translators. the other translators are a complete pain in the ass because we have to actually load the words of the planet into it, and that can take several..." she paused, searching for the right words. "several earth cycles..." years probobly. "a clinic? that must be a healers station?" she asked, her head tilted a little. "i will get Tooth's translator up right away. many of our medications and medicinal technology can branch between species." she admitted with a smile before one of the teenagers hesitantly approached Izrah with an I-Pod and head phones, showing the cat how to use them. soon Izrah was more than content just listening to different music on different donated I-Pods. Alma looked at him and blinked as Amal looked over at Meteo.

"i can answer that one." he admitted simply. "we studied Human's very intently. we have seen your... what are they called? you put them on in a little box, and then the pictures move..." "Television?" "yes, we have seen your televisions. Human's are violent, and even you cannot deny it. if we landed in a large... City? we would have been completely overrun. your... leaders? would have taken us, cut us open, experimented on us and taken our ship. there are too many people in your cities, too many to feel safe." he admitted simply. "landing in a smaller town was much more practical, and allows for us to have a more personal experience with the peoples of the planet. we set up base here, because a smaller crowd has a less chance of going for blood than a larger one." so they'd chosen a smaller town because they where in less danger that way basically, and because they could more intimately get to know the group of humans they had chosen. "besides, if we had landed in a larger city, they might have thought we where trying to invade." Alma admitted as, with a shower of sparks, she finished fixing the third translator, handing it to Tooth who slid the rings into place and smiled at everyone. "You can understand me?" she sounded like a typical doctor, soft, understanding, and very stern when she had to be.

"watch me fix this one Meteo, i'll explain how it works. Izrah is pretty content listening to her music right now so i will leave her alone and take the time." she promised, smiling as she spent the next half an hour explaining the metals, how they interacted and everything else. it was like building a personal Wireless connector, only miniaturized and focused.

Ryax · Apr 25, 2013

Meteo jumped a bit at Alma's sudden roar at her brother. He could well understand the cause of it though as he badmouthed the name of his planet, and that could potentially be a very bad thing to do, but fortunately he spoke to the ears of the good people of Meteo's town, who took it more with a pinch of salt and laughed a bit at it instead of going berserk which more serious people from the larger cities would undoubtedly.

'Hah!', Meteo sounded with a smile and continued, "That does indeed sound like a terrible process. I'm glad we have come far enough in our development that you don't have to do that here.". Meteo nodded, "Yep, a Clinic would be a healer's station.". 'Hmm..', Meteo sounded silently only to quickly accept the fact of their medicine being able to branch out to many species, as they seemed to be carbon based life forms as well, therefor they could and would probably have the same construction of some cells, bacteria and viruses. And besides, he wasn't about to start being skeptical against them as they had developed successful space travel and had visited other planets and civilizations, and could probably construct inter special medicine without fault.

Meteo frowned lightly and nodded at Amal, "You're right. We are violent and it would likely have ended badly if you had visited the Metropolis instead of here.", he sighed lightly and continued, "I still have the naive thinking from my childhood that people are actually good deep inside. But the truth is that we are devilish creatures after all. It was wise of you not to go to the city.". He paused for a while, then uttered happily, "I'm very happy that you chose to land here, it would have been very sad not to meet you."

Meteo gasped as the sparks went flying from the fixed translator. When Tooth slipped it on, she had the voice he had imagined she would, just like a doctor. He directed his attention to Alma as she was about to show him how to fix a translator. "Finally! I thought we'd never get to this part!", he exclaimed excitedly as his eyes shone up, all energetic and filled with thirst for knowledge. As Alma explained the mysteries about the metals inside the translator, Meteo continuously gasped at the genius composition and wiring that allowed for everything. It was like a stroke of clear genius resonant perfection. No waste and no circumvention of techniques needed.

"That's amazing.. I never thought that metals could interact like that. It feels so simple, yet so obvious.. Amazing...", Meteo was clearly astounded and amazed over everything, the composition and the mechanics and wiring to be able to function so well within such a tiny device to be able to translate the entire languages. "If we had this type of technology, it would never reach the markets. Our military would devour it for a few years, uhh... earth cycles, and perfect it before the public even had the chance.", Meteo said with a slight sad voice at the violence between themselves slow the progress of the entire planet down.

"How long are you going to stay here on Earth?", he asked curiously.

FoxWriter · Apr 28, 2013

Alma giggled a little at Meteo and nodded. "it's a horrible process and rather ineffective as well. the words get all weird then and their not placed in the correct order. i'd have walked up to you and said 'Alma i am, hello! coming here in peace we do!" she snorted ad shook her head. "but sometimes it's all we have." she admitted with a nod. "and a healers station would be perfect, but i'm sure she can wait for a little while, it is very late after all." she admitted with a nod. "i am sure most of your Doctors are sleeping." she blinked at him and then smiled a little. "all people are good." she stated simply. "they are born good, with good hearts and happy thoughts. sometimes badness, fear, or anger just takes over their lives." she admitted simply. "and i am glad we landed here as well. Amal wanted to go to Rio." she admitted with a shake of her head. "it is much like our home, thick trees and damp air and heavy rains." she admitted. "i will show you pictures later if you wish." she offered, smiling at him as he got excited about the translator.

"It's all about how one metal interacts with the world around it. for example, your Silver reacts very well with gold, and make wonderful insulators against electricity and energy, unlike Copper which conducts very well, and therefor does not react well with gold or silver." she explained, smiling a little. "Metals are almost like people once you interact with them enough. Amal is better at understanding metal and material's than i am." the big brute of a man was explaining to the people gathered that Cuumo was very sweet, even if it looked a lot like an earth cabbage. "your government doesn't share technology?" she asked, looking shocked. "how horrible! learning and discovering is something that all people should experience!" she admitted before shaking her head a little. "your people are very young yet." she admitted with a nod. "i have no doubt that they will take the 'threat' of extraterrestrials very seriously and band together to protect themselves... after all, we might be peaceful, but not everything that wanders the universe is. there are many races that would love nothing more than to kill everything on earth, simply because they enjoy killing." she admitted with a small sigh. "i think your earth weapons are much qualified in handling such creatures though." she admitted. "i have never seen such things before, bullets and bombs. Amal is very fascinated by them."

she paused for a moment an then. "i do not know how long we will be here. several... what do you call them, years? at the least. maybe a few dozen. once we have settled in and started trading, we will inform our planet, and they will come with bigger ships, filled with goods for trading with." she admitted with a smile. "we can even bring live animals and fruit trees that way. our ship is too small to carry fruit, and our fruit is much too soft to survive such a long journey. but our trader ships have massive indoor gardens that can be tended while in space. the ships are much too large to land though, so they would only hover just outside of earth's gravity, and send transport shuttles down instead. fruit can travel easily in such short distances." she admitted with a nod. "we might even share some of our rare fish, they are very good, but we usually only eat them during very Special Ceremonies." she smiled a little at him. "Earth and my planet, Ithrea, actually has the same seasonal cycle, though our.... year? is much longer." she admitted with a nod. "and we don't get.... what do you call it? the fluffy white stuff..."

Ryax · Apr 30, 2013

Meteo smiled and laughed at Alma's interpretation of their other translator's word jumbling. Meteo nodded and smiled at Alma, "It must be amazing to live on such a planet. I would love to see pictures of it whenever you have the time to show me.", he replied softly. He looked over at Amal and nodded, "Alright, I'll have to talk to him sometime in the future then. See if I can dig up some more information about your materials and maybe test him a bit with ours.", he added with a playful smile.

Meteo was a bit scared of the thought that Alma introduced to him, that other beings could come and start attacking Earth, wiping human kind off the face of the planet. 'Phew!', he exclaimed however, as Alma reassured him that Earths current weaponry would be effective against the looming threat. "I hope you never do get to see them. Bombs and Bullets are terrible, powerful things, causing many, many deaths to happen on Earth each year. But if not used for killing, it can be a great and powerful feeling to blow something up or shoot at something!", Meteo said softly, ending with a bit of playful excitement.

Meteo smiled at the notice of them staying such a long time as they had planned, it would mean he had someone like himself as a friend that he could talk and socialize with. It was awe striking to imagine the ships that could house entire gardens just to transport fruit, to imagine how much material and materia a single ship like that could transport was overwhelming, and absolutely awesome for Meteo. "We have ceremonies like that as well, but we usually don't use all that rare ingredients.", he said with a smile and continued, "What type of ceremony would require such a rare delicacy?", he asked Alma curiously.

"Oh.. You don't have snow on your planet? That's too bad, snow is a lot of fun! If you haven't experienced it yet, I'll take you to a place where's there is plenty some day.", he said softly with a smile. Shortly, Meteo caught another whiff of some of the food that Amal was cooking and his stomach let out a painful growl as Meteo groaned in turn. He hadn't noticed how hungry he was until just now. "I really need something to eat.. I would really like to try some of the things that Amal is cooking, they both look and smell quite delicious.. But if you're hungry, I could treat you to some popular human food?", he asked Alma kindly.

FoxWriter · Apr 30, 2013

Alma giggled a little and nodded. "i'll introduce you later." she agreed happily. "he would like to... how do you say, talk shop?" she asked with a grin. "i'm the technology expert, but he's the... grease monkey." she giggled at her correct use of earth slang. "Amal will want to see earth weapons. he is very curious about them, and we can use them on our own planet to keep the Spidren away from the villages. nasty things that they are, but they have the sweetest meat." she admitted, licking her lips a little with a grin. "any warrior who can kill a Spidren is given an Honor Feat, and armor made out of the Spidren shell." she admitted with a nod. "but they are very dangerous, as we are their prey." she admitted simply, which would easily explain their natural weapons. they weren't the top of the food chain, so they had developed ways of taking care of themselves. "there are many ceremonies, Fish is often served during Birthing Ceremonies, as they are high in blood replenishing nutrients. they are also served in the Feast of Silence, and Death ceremonies." she admitted with a nod. "Salt is also very rare. we rarely use it on our own food, save for during the Fertility Ceremony, as it aids in our reproduction. usually, Salt is an offering to the Three Gods, or our Lady Mother, who is the creator of us all." she admitted with a small smile.

"no, no Snow, but one of our seasons is a 'resting' much like your winter, only without the snow. many plants shrivel and die, and the others go dormant. the animals all go into hibernation, and The People, that is us..." she explained, indicating herself and her fellow Cats. "take the season to rest, relax, and do nothing like the animals and the growing things. it is a season for connecting to each other, and it is during this season that we often hold small parties with good food and drink in order to groom, and enjoy each others company." she admitted with a smile. "the Lady Mother reigns during this time, watching over all that rests and offering peaceful dreams, and helps us think of good goals. it is during Her Time that the planet finally sees darkness." she paused and then. "Then the Sun God Fauir Reigns, and brings new life to everything, babies are born, people celebrate, we plant and grow and celebrate life. this is the... spring, i beleive you call it. then it is the Sun God Roan's turn to rule, and he brings heat, and passion. it is during his time that we hold the Fertility Ceremony, out Kit's are then born in the Time of Fauir." she smiled. "and then it is Sun God Theorat. in the time of... Falling?" she asked, smiling as someone corrected her. "ah yes, Fall. when the things start to go dormant, and the animals prepare for sleeping and resting. the winds also blow very hard during this time, making it almost impossible for us to leave the planet. we do not et out for new destinations during the time of Theorat."

"You have three Sun Gods?" one of the people asked, looking shocked. "of course! we have Three suns." Amal admitted simply. "it is very bright and warm on our planet. only during the Time of the Lady Mother is there any real darkness." he admitted, Alma giggling at the looks of stunned amazement on the human's faces. "what is the Fertility Ceremony?" "oh! that one is fun! we feast, we gorge ourselves on foods that increase our libido and fertility and take in Aphrodisiacs. we all gather in big piles and have large orgies in the time of Passion, and then either retire to our homes with chosen mates, or look for someone to have fun with. we can choose when to become pregnant, and we only become pregnant with a chosen Life Mate." she paused as everyone gaped at her. "what?" "you... you just... pile together and have sex!?" "...yes, it leads to good babies. strong babies." they where still gaping at her and another hesitantly spoke up. "a...and the... Feast of Silence?" "it is a day in the Time of Theorat. we all gather for three days, and eat long meals. during this time there is no speaking, it is a time to connect to the planet, and to the creatures that inhabit it. only the children, and the very sick are allowed to speak during this time. it allows us to better understand out world and the People around us."

she turned and giggled as Meteo's stomach growled and gently poked his belly. "yes, food." she agreed. "it is too late for human food, i think?" she asked curiously. "i will invite you to my table, and let you try our foods. then, tomorrow, we will try your foods. i have been excited to try your moo cow milk." she admitted with a nod. "we do not have anything to make Milk on my planet..." she admitted, beaming happily at Meteo and snagging slices of everything off of Amal's grill, the giant tiger grunting in annoyance, but not saying anything. the humans had given them plenty of salt and interesting things for their meals. and many people had bought interesting stones, and little sample books of their writing. the clothes where the biggest 'seller' though. Alma let Meteo eat, explaining the entire time what he was eating. that is a sliver of Spidren meat, that was a kind of tentacle fish that almost looked like an octopus, only twenty arms instead of eight and no head. that was a Cuumo, a plant that was purple and looked like a cabbage. that was an insect that would make a males sperm count increase. everything had a name, and many of them had a function. like the slivers of orange meat that was from some sort of rodent, that was good for body aches.

Ryax · May 2, 2013

Meteo laughed lightly, smiling and nodding at Alma as he replied, "It's amazing how your device picks up slang so perfectly. But yes, I'm looking forward to talking shop with him, it's something that I do very well after all. I'll be sure to entertain him properly.", Meteo voiced proudly. "The Spidren seem frightening.. But so are our weapons. With such help, I'm sure the tables would turn, the Spidren becoming your pray instead.", he said, brimming with confidence and hope that their weaponry could could have some greater use then meaningless slaughter of it's creator. Meteo smiled warmly and replied softly, "Then it's perfect that you came here since our planet is basically brimming with Salt.".

Meteo kept listening to Alma's interesting tales of her peoples culture and seasons, rejoicing in learning about her culture and her peoples ways, as he found it to be the best way to connect with someone. "Amazing... Some day, if possible, I would like to experience your ways first hand, experience your culture.", he said, his voice steady, filled with sincerity. He wanted to ask more about the ceremonies of her planet, but someone else beat him to the punch. Meteo couldn't help but to laugh at the expressions his people made at Alma's explanation of their fertility ceremony. It was after all still something of a big social taboo to be having orgies on Earth, even sometimes to even talk about sex. Meteo was very happy to hear that Alma's world had cultures endorsing the intimate connections between people, rather then shunning it. It was interesting for him to hear how their physiology was build, the women of their planet being able to withhold pregnancy naturally if they wished. Most women on Earth would kill to have it like that, to not have to use strange medicine and operations to prevent pregnancy yet still keep their fertility.

"Yes, you're right, everything is closed down this time of night, it would be hard to acquire any food.", he agreed. Meteo gasped at her invitation and nodded excitedly, "I will gladly accept your invitation and join you at your table.". He couldn't help but to laugh lightly at her word composition for cows, replying happily, "Good. First thing tomorrow, we get you some moo cow milk from the store, I promise.", he promised her sincerely. "Now let us enjoy your delicacies.", he said as he smiled and immediately accepted the food Alma gave him, eventually trying everything out, but taking his time to savor, experience and appreciate it. He was especially savoring the Spidren meat, as he understood the dangers and perils involving them since she had told him about it before. "I almost feel disrespectful to be eating the Spidren meat, knowing the dangers involving it and I didn't even do anything to really deserve it.", he said a bit lowly. Despite that, he couldn't stop eating it, as it was such a tasteful explosion of flavor for him, coupled with a perfect chewy texture. Every food she offered him was a defining, amazing experience for his taste buds, sporting vastly different flavors and texture that almost made Meteo's mouth water even more, the more he ate. He had already eaten his share of insect meat when Alma finally explained it, he stopped chewing it for a brief moment then finished it with delight. "Well I guess it can't harm...", he said as he smiled warmly. He quickly finished the rest of all the delicious foods she offered him. "Your food is so amazingly delicious! I could probably eat this for the rest of my life..", he exclaimed along with a soft, delighted sighing moan as he was now full. "Thank you so much for introducing and explaining the things of your world to me. I'm deeply grateful.", he said as be bowed lightly to Alma and smiled.

"You've showed, explained and offered so much to me.. I feel indebted already.", Meteo said and smiled at Alma. "If there's anything I can do or answer for you, please feel free to ask me.", he told her softly and sincerily.

FoxWriter · May 2, 2013

she giggled a little. "oh no, Slang isn't picked up. we have to study that part." she admitted with a nod. "we watched a great deal of Earth's Television.... or we did until the translators broke, stupid Amal spilled Necter on them." she offered her brother an annoyed glance and he just smirked at her. annoying! they where certainly siblings. "we will not use weapons to hunt with, only to defend." she explained. "only things that can be made with nature, are taken to nature, to protect the fragile balance." she admitted. "our Guardian's use spears, and arrows, and sometimes stone weapons to take down our prey, so that we do not over hunt the populations. Spidren are very rare, and they are vital tot he planets ecosystem. yes we are prey, but that is the way it has always been." she smiled at him. "we will have our Ceremonies here on earth, same as we would on our planet, you are most welcome to join us if you like." she admitted happily. "we do not have many, but they are always filled with food and happiness, unless it is a Death Ceremony, or a March of Pain, those are sad things." she admitted with a shake of her head.

she happily shared their food with him, the other humans eagerly trying everything they could, though once they found out that a Spidren was a ten foot tall spider, most of them where too freaked out to try it. "The Spidren is a very large creature. those on the hunting party get the best pieces of the Spidren, along the belly." she explained. "the one who made the killing blow, gets the single most delicate, delicious piece of meat on the Spidren, it is the part along the back. he can keep it for himself and his family, or he can share it with the table, it is his to do with as he wishes. what you have there is one of the more... mmm, normal cuts, i suppose. it is the lowest part of the leg... you would call it... a foot?" she asked, her head tilted. "yes, the foot. it is still delicious, but it is also very plentiful." she admitted with a bright smile. "all people of a Village enjoy the spoils of a Spidren, especially the eyes. there are eighty eyes on a Spidren, and when they are cured correctly, they shine and glimmer in the light like gems and jewels. we make jewelry out of them, and give them to hunters to bring them good luck. Amal has one, see?" Amal obediently offered his wrist, on which was a beautiful bracelet made of some strange blue metal, the single 'stone' in it was a glittering black gem that looked almost like glass coated around black ink. you could see rippling patterns inside that shifted and swirled. it really was gorgeous.

"there is no need to feel... i do not know that word..." she admitted, looking a little confused. "it is an emotion, yes? it is a sad emotion?" her people simply didn't understand such things as debt or owing someone. they where a culture that focused on everyone, what one had, everyone deserved. food was always shared, as where toys and stories and everything really. there wasn't much need for greed, when everyone was happy with their life, or at least content. "oh i would love to ask you questions!" Alma chirped eagerly. "how many Earth Cycles does a human typically live?" she asked eagerly. "what kind of metals and chemicals do you have? how did you get your buildings to grow so tall without life?" several people chuckled at Alma's excitement as she handed the translator to Tooth, who was still listening to Earth music, and was mimicking a teenager on 'how to do earth dancing', which seamed to consist of jumping up and down, and touching in strange ways.

Ryax · May 3, 2013

"Oh really?", Meteo said with a curious smile as well as a realization 'Ahh' when Alma told him that they watched a lot of Earth Television. He followed up with a laugh when she told him that Amal so gracefully spilled nectar on them. He listened to Alma's explanation of their populations relationship with their nature and world, reminding him of the age before the great explorations where the people lived with the earth instead of assimilating it to their bidding. "Your people are good.", he stated simply, offering a nod and a smile. He gasped lightly at her offer, "I would love to join and participate in any of your ceremonies.", he replied courteously, offering Alma another courteous bow.

"No matter the cut, a Spidren still tastes exceptionally well.", he stated with a smile then continued softly, "You are fortunate to have such strong and brave fighters and hunters that can protect and feed your people.". "The eyes can be made into jewelry?", he asked curiously and gazed upon the beautiful bracelet that Amal had, offering a gasp and an entranced look as he laid his eyes on the priced cured Spidren eye. "Amazing.. It's so lustrous and.. and..", he voiced softly, unable to finish the sentence properly, being momentarily mesmerized by the beauty of the jewel. He shook his head and blinked a bit as he regained focus, "That is indeed a masterful jewel.", he said softly, smiling warmly. Meteo contemplated over weather he should ask Amal a question that arose within him or not, but he quickly resolved the issue and asked him curiously and carefully, "Amal... Can I ask you something? I was wondering, since you're a hunter, what have you hunted in your life? Have you ever hunted a Spidren? Have you ever hunted one of those.. uhm.. Dragons?", Meteo asked, pointing at one of the gem figurines on the table depicting a creature that looked much like a Dragon.

Meteo was quite surprised to find out that Alma didn't know any real emotions and feelings of ownership. However, he was very grateful to hear that they were not plagued by this concept, and he was not one to introduce it to them as well. He didn't want to pollute their thoughts with the emotional bane of humans. "It is indeed a somewhat sad emotion. Since you don't know of it, I won't be the one to introduce you to it." Meteo enjoyed Alma's excitement and hoped to get a bunch of questions, and he surely did, even larger ones that were a bit complicated to answer without help from charts and posters. "Well, a healthy human usually live for about.. 70 years, give or take some years. Now your other questions..", he paused briefly to assembly his thoughts before continuing, "We have so very many different planetary base geological components. Even more so, we have a great lot more compound materials made from the bases. We have Thousands upon thousands of material compounds.. It's a bit hard to explain them all at once you see.", he said, while showing an expression of being deep in thought.

Even though he was thinking about how to properly show everything to Alma, Meteo's focus averted a bit towards Tooth who was already dancing well according to any human standard. "Wow.. Tooth really picked up some ways of human dancing very quickly.", he said softly as he let himself stared a bit. He had a hard time taking his eyes off of her as he was astounded over the quickness that she had adapted to the main current dancing style of humans. A big factor is of course that it was quite intriguing and fun to see a feline alien do human dancing moves. There was an apparent amazing grace being performed in conjunction with the dancing, which Meteo much appreciated.

He quickly took his eyes off of her and refocused on Alma. "I have scientific charts and posters in my house that I could use to help explain and show the different materials and compounds of this world. There is really to many to list on a piece of paper, but it contains the most widely used ones. If you want to, I could go get them and bring them back here so we can take a look?", he asked simply, a smile on his face as he awaited Alma's answer.

FoxWriter · May 5, 2013

she giggled a little and nodded. "we have many warriors." she agreed. "and the Spidren are very useful for many things, even if they are very dangerous." the Cats all laughed at Meteo's excitement over the gems, and had to tell many people that they where not trading Spidren Gems for anything. they had to be earned after all, only two or three of the eyes turned out properly during the curing process, so they where very rare, only the one who brought down the Spidren was assured one of the special jewels. Amal himself had to explain that, as several of the women wanted one as badly as a two year old wants a piece of candy. "Yes, i have hunted Spidren." Amal admitted, his cultured voice rich and warm with memory. "it is how i got my gem. i was only forty years of age at the time, barley out of my First Fur. i was with my father and we where hunting Kikren, they are like very large rodents, and cause many problems for the forest. they are not native, and we often hold contests to see how many of the invasive little bastards we can kill." Amal admitted. "i also have hunted Thuurin, large snakes, that make very nice clothes and armor. and there are very many of them. he grinned at the word 'Dragon' and shook his head. "no no, Ikerit is not for hunting. they are of the gods. they are... how do you say, pets? freinds. they are only so big, not counting the tail." about three feet long. the tail itself looked like another two. "they are friendly, and love to play, and hang around the village and wait for the Children to wake up. they eat the Ruala. the hottest peppers, no creature but the Ikerit can eat them. the Ruala, and the Ikerit, are of the Sun God Roan, and his element of Fire. to kill, or harm an Ikerit, is a death penalty." there was a pause. "we have an Ikerit on board. you may see him tomorrow. he is very mischievous, but he is only a very small baby. he cannot fly yet, or breath the little flames." a baby dragon... the ladies where going to go nuts.

"only seventy years!" Alma gasped, the other three cats gaping in astonishment as well. "well, some can live to be upwards of a hundred, but that's pretty rare." one of the older women admitted, looking amused as the Cats glanced at one another. "the average Life Cycle of a Ithreanian... or a 'Cat' as you call us, is around Five hundred years. Amal is two hundred and fifty, i am two hundred and thirty five. a 'Cat' is not an adult, or 'out of their first fur' until around thirty five or so. during their 'second fur' we usually explore out world and ourselves, finding what calls to us in life. some know earlier than others. once we have found out life's calling we hit 'Third fur' and that is when we are considered full adults. fourth fur is when we can no longer do what we love to do, either because we are maimed, or because we get too old." Alma explained, her head tilted a little. "that is a great many components." she mused, looking astonished. "we have many kinds of metals and minerals, but not so many as you seam to have on earth." she admitted. "this planet is so rich with resources!" Alma had to smirk as she watched Meteo watch Izrah 'Dance Human'. "such weird dancing... hopping up and down and pressing yourself against others. from the way you all reacted to the suggestion of an Orgy, i would have thought that Human's wouldn't appreciate such carnal dancing." "oh that's Dirty Dancing. young people dance like that. us older folks have real dances, with actual steps and rhythms. we'll make sure Izrah gets a rounded education." the Girl cats all giggled and Amal rolled his eyes as he started putting out the grill.

"it is late now. it is time for sleeping and resting." Amal stated, Alma sulking as she looked at Meteo. "in the morning maybe we could look at your charts of minerals?" she asked hopefully. "Amal is right, it is late, and the human kittens are falling asleep in the dirt... not, i think, a place for Human Kittens to sleep?" she asked, giggling as Parents turned in astonishment to see that their offspring where indeed sleeping in the grass. "i must admit, i am tired myself, i have been awake for far too long, and now that the thrill and excitement is over, i am beginning to feel very tired. tomorrow, we will arrange for tours of our ship, so you can see the technology." Alma decided happily. "and then the four of us will look for more things to study. Amal really wants to show off his weapons. he made most of them himself." she admitted with a small giggle. before giving Meteo a very nice Kiss, right on the lips, purring happily before she took their table of trading items inside the ship, the other Cat's all giving their goodbye's before retreating into the ship to sleep, the door closing firmly, but the lights, the few that had been on, turning off slowly, giving the humans the chance to find their way back in the dark.

in the morning, around Noon, the Cat's had stepped back out of the ship, looking sluggish and sleepy, Tooth held a very tiny creature in her hands. it was the Ikerit, which was utterly adorable, so small it fit in the palm of a grown woman's hand, and was clearly wanting to get onto the ground so it could run around. as expected, the women and children fell in love with the tiny creature instantly, whose name was apparently Erio, which meant Mischief Maker. which was very apt, the tiny would be Dragon had already tried to eat two shirts and a ponytail, had spit smoke at a man, smearing the poor fellows face with ash and soot, and had peed on someone's shoe. there where a lot more people there now, as family had been called in, and freinds, word was spreading about the peaceful, pretty aliens who wanted to trade.

(this is what the Ikerit baby looks like^^ isn't it adorable!? ^^)

Ryax · May 6, 2013

Ryax listened interestedly to Amal's stories about how his life as a hunter had transpired, what the main creatures of the Ithraenian home planet were and what the dragon, Ikerit, really was. "Real dragons.. Sorry! I mean, Ikerit!", he voiced with a sense of awe inside. A world with friendly dragons that one would keep as a free pet, was an amazing thought for Meteo, not only did he revel in science, he also enjoyed many of the more common fantasies circulating Earth, like Dragons. "You have a baby Ikerit with you!?", he gasped, his eyes filling with excitement over the thought! To be able to meet with something similar to a dragon that wouldn't eat his face was quite astounding for Meteo since he enjoyed Dragons particularly. He quickly settled his excitement and smiled, "I'm sure the baby Ikerit would enjoy most of the company here on Earth.", he said confidently with a warm smile.

Meteo's mental jaw dropped at the hearing of the average life span of an Ithreanian citizen of being around 500 years. He couldn't help but to be a bit jealous at the long lifespan as it was something that he would want as well to be able to do what he love for a much longer time. Meteo chuckled and smiled widely at the older ladies taking charge of teaching Izrah the 'proper' way to dance. Meteo looked to Alma with a thoughtful smile as he nodded, "Of course! I'll give you a brief tour of our planet's geology.", he said happily. He turned to look at the sight Amal was talking about, snickering silently at the sight of the children having fallen asleep on the grass. Meteo smiled as his attention were drawn back to Alma, "I'm sure a lot of us would like to see that very much, I know I do!", he replied happily, still much excitement coursing through him at the exciting plans for tomorrow.

Meteo stood in his spot, frozen and a lightly shocked expression at the suddenness of the kiss that Alma gave him. It felt like a bit of his heart had been stolen away the moment that their lips met. ... Warm and Soft.., were the first thoughts that popped into his mind as he processed the kiss. It was certainly not Meteo's first kiss but it was the first time that it didn't feel bland and dull for him. A very light blush covered his cheeks as well as a warm smile as he waved goodbye to the 'Cats'. As he headed back, he thought over the entire kiss situation a bit, quickly coming to a conclusion that it was probably just a normal thing on their planet, as were their ceremonies involving orgies and such. Still, he didn't deny it, he did enjoy the brief kiss with Alma very much.

Meteo quickly made his way back, a heavy tiredness falling upon his as he laid himself down in his bed for the night, almost instantly falling asleep as is. The night passed seamlessly after that, the nature being largely quiet and the towns ruckus had fallen silent. Meteo, as many others, awoke around noon again, having slept their proportionate amount of hours for the night as most were very tired from the nightly visit. The first thing Meteo did was to stuff his mouth with some granola and powerbars, that he had laying around for nutrients before he headed off towards the visitors again. He had also put some powerbars into his pockets if it would ever arrive to him needing any immediate nutrition for whatever reason. As he arrived, there was a clear increase of people surrounding the 'Cats', most of the people in the surrounding area and towns that could make it, were probably here to greet and to see the peaceful 'Aliens'. Arriving a bit after most of the extended masses, he didn't yet get a glimpse of what was going on, but he could understand it had to be something with the baby Ikerit simply from the 'Awwww's and 'Naawwww's that were passed around as well as the other noises.

He painstakingly made his way through the crowd to come up to the front of the crowd, sending a few "Excuse me, coming through.", to the people as he made his way past them. "Good morning!", he said with a smile on his lips as he greeted the Ithreanians to one of his planet's 'mornings', even though it was already way past that, even as far as entering noon. He hadn't laid eyes on the baby Ikerit yet as it was all over the place at the same time. He walked up to Alma and greeted her, quickly deciding to start off the very exciting day for both of them, "So, what are your plans for now?", his expression and voice filled with left over excitement from last night and new. "Have you had the chance to eat any breakfast today?", he added quickly before letter her answer.

(It is indeed adorable ^^ I really want a Ikerit of my own! I can see why all the ladies would be going crazy over its apparent cuteness ^^/)

FoxWriter · May 6, 2013

Alma beamed at him happily at his promise to show her the Geology and the promise of excitement and she giggled as she kissed him, pleased by his reaction. she enjoyed Earth very much, oh so very much. the people where so pretty! and they came in so many shapes! being a warrior and wild race, only the permanently disabled had any sort of chubbiness to them. the Cats eagerly greeted the people who had arrived and had brought out their 'wares' again, though they weren't cooking Food yet. Alma beamed at Meteo as he appeared and she pointed at the ground where the Ikerit was using a pants leg as a tug toy. it was like an adorable little playful puppy with wings. "no, we have not eaten yet. we where all promised by various peoples for a 'earth breakfast'. something about eggs and waffles, Amal is excited. he can't imagine what kind of tree makes Waffles." she giggled a little. "i'm a little curious myself... tell me, from which animal do you make 'bacon and eggs' from?" she asked curiously as she followed him through the crowd. "and will i still be having breakfast with you? i am still very eager to try Moo Cow Milk." she admitted. "and the fruit of Orange?" she asked hopefully before she reached down and scooped the Ikerit into her arms, the creature squeaking eagerly as it ran up her arm and settled onto the top of her head, tiny stubby wings spread for balance.

"Erio gets upset if he's too far away from me." Alma admitted. "i hatched him from his egg, and nursed him so he thinks i'm his mother." she admitted with a giggle as he stuck his nose in her ear. "after we have breakfast, i was thinking of taking you onto the Ship for your own private show?" she offered with a grin, smirking as Amal showed off a massive blade to the other 'warriors' of the small town they where in. Azrah was dancing with the older women, a Waltz, and Tooth was following one of the local dentists back to his office to examine the drilling tools and the thing called Floride. the Cats where clearly in knowledge heaven. "Did you bring your Geology charts?" Alma asked hopefully as Erio settled onto Meteo, sniffing his hair and skin as he explored the strange human that his 'mommy' was speaking to. "you can examine him if you like, he won't mind." she promised with a grin as she took him off of Meteo's head and flipped the little one onto his back, tickling his belly, making the little Ikerit croon in delight and wriggle around before it was planted into Meteo's hand where it curled up and appeared to watch the world. it was so cute!

(ugh, short post is short XP)

Ryax · May 6, 2013

Meteo averted his attention briefly to where Alma was pointing, blinking lightly as he gasped at the sight of the tiny baby Ikerit. "It's a tiny dragon... It's a tiny dragon!", he voiced excitedly, his eyes beaming with awe as he looked back at Alma, "It's amazing..", he said to her, his voice filled with curiosity. Meteo stifled a strong laugh at Amal's silly tree waffle question and Alma's cute animal bacon and eggs remark. He decided to help her out with her questions, smiling at her as he replied, "Well, Waffles are actually made from Moo Cow Milk and wheat flour, which is a thick dust made from grinding a base plant food that we have. You mix them together and you have a dough that you can warm and fry evenly into shapes. That's a waffle.", he ended that part with a smile, "Now, bacon and eggs are not from the same animal. Bacon comes from an animal tat we call Pig. An egg comes from a Chicken. It's an oval shaped container designed for having all the nutrients a new life would need, but if cooked before the process starts, you get all the nutrients for yourself. A very healthy and full type of food.", he said softly, smiling warmly at Alma, hoping that she understood him while he made gestures with his hands to help with illustrating the different foods and shapes.

"Of course! I wouldn't have it any other way.", he said happily as he agreed to them having breakfast together. "I'll make sure you get to try a few of our foods, of course including Moo Cow Milk and an Orange. I'm confident that you will like it a lot.", he said excitedly, already wanting to drag Alma away so that she could experience his culture a bit. However he put the thought on hold for a little while as he watched the Ikerit make its way up Alma's arm, settling on top of her head. Meteo couldn't help but to chuckle at the cute sight, smiling with a bit of a grin on his lips. "I'm sure you make a great mother.", he said softly and he let out another stifled laugh as the Ikerit explored Alma's ear.

Meteo's eyes shone up with excitement at her words, quickly replying without even a moments pause, "Oh! Please, yes! I want nothing more then that!". Meteo was clearly burning with passion about the subject, really, really wanting to enter into their ship and discover its inviting secrets. If there was anything hidden within the message delivered to him, he had clearly missed it due to his over excitement on the subject.

Meteo paused in his tracks briefly, only to continue once more after a sigh, "I forgot to bring them, but on our way back we could swing by my house and we can grab them or take a look right there?", he offered her a convenient and quick solution to his forgetfulness. He gasped lightly as Erio made his way onto him, sniffing and exploring him. "I don't have a choice then to let him examine me first.", he replied playfully and laughed a bit as the tiny Ikerit tickled him lightly. It was one of the cutest and most adorable things he had ever seen and he couldn't help but to take a brief moment to study it, examine it's features and wings with his eyes, still a little bit afraid that he would hurt it if he touched it, even though Alma said it was alright.

"Looks like he settled there for now.", he said warmly as he looked back at Alma. "Let's go get something to eat. I know a nice little Café in the middle of town. Fresh Milk and Oranges and delicious eggs and bacon.", he said with a smile as he took Alma's wrist gently, tugging her along with him as he moved towards the center of town. Since the town was quite small, they had shortly arrived at their destination, a tiny café with outside serving under large umbrellas to keep the sun away from direct contact. "Please take a seat on any of the chairs that you like, I'll go in and order a bunch of things for us to eat.", he said softly as he carefully handed the tiny Ikerit back over to Alma. He didn't want the tiny dragon to be lose within the café and cause a mess with the staff and food, yet. Meteo went inside, the staff being a bit curious at the sight of a alien visitor, at their café none the less. He explained wy they were there and assured them that everything was fine, then ordered a little bit of everything, glasses of milk, some oranges and orange juice, some egg and bacon plates as well as a couple of french toasts and some waffles complete with all kinds of toppings. He quickly got back out of the Café, sitting down opposite of Alma at their small table as he smiled and said, "The food will be here soon.". His words were true, as soon the staff came out, greeting Alma and placing all the breakfast deliciousness on the table for Alma and Erio to pick, taste and ravage to their hearts content. Meteo smiled as he picked up a fork, claiming a piece of bacon as his own as he joyfully chewed on it and smiled at Alma, "Enjoy!", he exclaimed with a grin attached to his lips.

(ugh, short post is much appreciated ^^/)

FoxWriter · May 7, 2013

Alma listened with rapt attention as he explained his foods, looking ever so awestruck. "amazing! i never realized that so much of your food was so complicated!" she admitted with a grin. "we don't eat Eggs on my planet, because they are not very good for us. Eggs are usually coated in a poisonous slime that can't be washed off, so that other creatures won't eat the eggs. Spidren can eat the eggs without being harmed, but that's about it." she admitted with a shake of her head. "are Eggs very good tasting?" she asked eagerly. "and we can swing by after breakfast for the charts." she decided. "we can look at them together after i give you a tour of our ship. i'll even let you into my own living quarters." she assured him, smirking. "i'll even let you try my resting space. very different from your 'beds'. such strange square things... how can that be good for your backs?" she asked, looking quite baffled as she followed him to the Cafe. she looked at the small, pretty building and beamed happily as she found a seat, right in the sunlight and placed the Ikerit on the table to let him wander around and explore his surroundings a little. he wouldn't get off the table.

she looked stunned by the amount of food that he had brought out, and eagerly tasted a little bit og everything. she loved the waffles, and ate two of them by herself. the bacon was eagerly devoured, exclamations of delight over how salty it was. the orange was spat out in disgust, Alma complaining that it was too bitter to be a proper food. she loved the 'Moo Cow Milk' and liked the white part of the eggs but didn't like the yellow, and declared that this 'toasting of the french' was delicious. the Ikerit turned it's nose up at anything it was offered, even from other tables and Alma had to giggle. "Ikerit only eat the Ruala and other very spicy foods." she explained. "Ruala is so hot, that if the juices are squeezed out, it can eat into wood and metal, like Acid." several people where gaping at that and one of them went into the Cafe and came out with some raw Jalapenos. the Cafe pickled and canned their own, from a Garden out back. this, the Ikerit happily devoured, licking up the seeds and then scarfing down the rest, Alma giggling as she shook her head. "if Erio likes it, then it is too spicy for me." she explained, looking amused.

several people yelped as Erio suddenly belched and a flicker of flame and then massive amounts of smoke, ash, and soot spilled out of his mouth. "my god it really IS a little Dragon!" one of the other patron's murmured in astonishment as Alma fretted over the mess that Erio had made, carefully using a cloth to clean the black soot off of the tiny dragon. "there, all better." Alma chirped happily as Erio offered her an annoyed sulk before stalking over to Meteo to be fawned over. clearly the little dragon had not enjoyed his impromptu bath and was attempting to punish Alma, who just giggled at her little baby dragon's attempts. she happily devoured the rest of the breakfast and stood up with Meteo, Erio still riding on 'his new freinds' shoulder. Erio seamed to really like Meteo, and had happily allowed the man to examine every inch of him, purring not unlike a kitten. Alma all too happily let Meteo lead the way to his house, and curiously poked around and tested his bed while he got the charts, humming as she wriggled on top of his covers. "decidedly uncomfortable." she complained with a sulk and a shake of her head.

Ryax · May 8, 2013

Meteo laughed lightly at Alma's curious excitement, enjoying that she was so forward in her questions and seeking of knowledge, just like him most of the time when the chance came to pass. "I'm so sorry to hear that you can't eat eggs on your planet.. Eggs are really good! I'll make sure you get to try at least one for breakfast.", he promised with equal excitement over getting to show her their food. Meteo nodded at Alma's proposal and excitedly replied, "I can't wait! I wonder how your room looks like..", he said with a bit of a wondering stare as he thought back on his own room, completely brimming with metals, materials, junk and other technology. Meteo smiled and laughed lightly, "I never did understand why our beds are the way they are either, supposed to be good for our backs, relaxation and whatever, but they're not optimal in any way as far as I'm concerned.", he agreed happily.

Meteo couldn't help himself but to laugh at Alma's awesome reactions to tasting their breakfast foods, "We have a lot of salty products on our planet, as, well, we got way more then enough as it is.". He decided to taste the orange, which was denied by her, he felt a slight bitterness but nothing too overwhelming, it was obviously not a fully ripe orange. Meteo burst out laughing again, trying to stifle it as Alma worded french toast so perfectly, giving it a twisted and perfect set up for humor. Meteo joyfully listened to Alma talk about the eating habits of the Ikerit. He interestingly watched the Ikerit devour the raw Jalapenos like it was any normal sweet treat, and he just shook his head a bit and said lightly, "I see what you mean, I wouldn't be able to eat a Jalapeno like that without handing myself a stomach problem.".

Meteo twitched at Erio's smoke spewing belching, catching him by clear surprise as he retracted himself a bit. He was clearly not used to this type of thing, being the first time he'd seen it. With a smile, he cautiously and playfully shielded Erio from Alma's attempts of cleaning him any further. Shortly, Erio kept exploring, making his way onto Meteo and quickly up his body to his shoulder, causing Meteo to smile lightly over the entire cute situation. He used a finger to pet Erio gently on the top of his head, running down his back lightly. "Sit on my shoulder all you want little Dragon, Meteo will always be happy to let you use him as your personal lift.", he said joyfully with a warm smile to his lips. They left he café and Meteo led the way to his house where he opened the door and welcomed them both inside, "Welcome to my house, I'm sorry for the mess, but I have far too many things, things to do and far to little time to clean it all up properly.", he said happily. He went digging for his charts and posters, carefully rummaging around where he thought they were as Alma tried out his bed. Erio had immediately leaped off Meteo's shoulder and was eagerly climbing and jumping around his workshop, sniffing everything around him as he explored the perimeter. As Meteo finally found them all, he sighed lightly, "There we go!", he said excitedly as he looked over at Alma, still testing out his bed and complaining about it's uncomfortableness.

At the sight of Alma in his bed, her flexible body wriggling, twisting and turning to find a comfortable laying position, he didn't realize it at first but his thoughts strayed lightly, quickly being captivated by the sight in front of him. Quickly however, he shook his head and mumbled quietly to himself, refocusing himself on that he was soon about to see the interior of their amazing spaceship! "I got the charts!", he voiced happily as he went over to the bed and smiled at her, "Yep. It's really not the most comfortable construction, but I'm used to it.". "If there's anything else you want to look at while here, it can wait! Let's go! I really wanna see your spaceship now!", he voiced excitedly, a bit of his egoistical side surfacing as he carefully picked up Erio, placing him on his shoulder again as he headed out the door, waiting for Alma to come along.

As they made their way to the ship, people were still very much crowding the perimeter of the ship, clearly more then ever interested in the happening. They made their way through the crowd to the front, Meteo excusing himself as he made a light path for Alma to follow. As they made it to the front of the crowd, Meteo paused to overlook the spaceship from the outside one more time before getting the privilege to enter its interior. "It really is an amazing work of technology..", he voiced lightly, awe striking within his voice. He looked to Alma with a light smirk, waiting for her to lead the way into the ship whenever she was ready to. After all, he didn't want to be rude and intrude into their ship, he didn't want to get any of them upset, especially not Alma or Amal.

FoxWriter · May 8, 2013

she giggled a little and nodded as she nibbled her food. "salt is such a rarity on my planet... we have a little bit of salt in the large water ways... you call them Oceans here, though my planet doesn't have such open spaces of water. we mostly have deep marshes." she admitted with a smile. "i doubt you have peppers hot enough for the little guy." she admitted with a small chuckle. "perhaps a Habenero or a Ghost Chili but i'm not sure i can compare a Ruala to a Ghost Chili." she mused. "we haven't tested the Ruala against your Scoville Heat Unit measurements but i'm certain it's up there." she admitted with a smile. a Ghost Chili was the hottest pepper on earth with a Heat Unit of 1,041,427, how could there be something that existed hotter than that!? whether it was hotter than a Ghost Chili or not, clearly the Ikerit was happy to be eating them. she giggled as she poked around his house, her head tilted a little as she examined the mess. it looked like her workshop! she enjoyed squirming on his bed and smiled at him, her eyes half cast, making her look slinky and seductive as she licked her lips a little at him, as if trying to seduce him into the bed with her.

she laughed at his excitement and followed him out of his house and through the crow, which parted for them as Erio chirped and squealed and barked at the people who 'got too close.' "it's one of our newest models." she admitted, amused by his awe. "Amal and i actually helped build it." she admitted as she led the way inside, showing him through various storage rooms and the rooms where they kept all the clothing, wares, and other trade-able goods. everything was well recorded and stored perfectly, everything was clean and well polished. she led the way into the 'kitchen' next. there was food all over, hanging from strands from the ceiling, filling counter tops and stored in what looked like a fridge, but was filled with a heavy cold mist instead of cooling units. there was no stove though, and it became evident that they did all their cooking over fire grills, like the one outside that Amal was cooking on again. it looked like most of their food was eaten raw, and much of their 'meat' was still alive in large containers... most of it looked like insects. the Engine room was amazing, huge engines using energy that human's simply weren't capable of accessing yet. she showed him the escape pods, egg shaped items that closed completely shut, no window, no door, only a computer guidance system that would take them to the closest Ithrean ship, or the planet itself. it would immidiatly let off a distress signal, and the closest ship would meet the pod, or pods halfway.

"not very comfortable, but better than being dead." Alma admitted with a small grin as she patted the silver metal that made up the 'egg'. it unleashed a specific gas that would put the Ithrean into a comatose state, making the limited air not as much of a problem. they could go weeks without food or water in that state, so long as they where rescued in that time. she showed him her workshop, which was in chaos, but it was an organized Chaos. "this is my workshop." she explained with a happy smile as she picked up a small item. "i make things here, various interesting experiments. while we where in Space, i was experimenting with an oxygen replicator and recyclers." she made a face. "the recyclers work alright, not as well as i wanted but the replicators are not going well at all." she admitted with a sigh before leading the way into a small space behind the door. "this is my bedroom." she explained, smiling a little. it was a perfectly warm space, but there was no bed. there was a table with dozens of books all over the place and a large plant that smelled almost like vanilla and cotton candy. "here, this is our beds." she reached up and hooked her finger around a string that had been hanging from the ceiling, and with it dropped down a hammock like cloth.

it was banana shaped and was coated on the outside with a heavy cloth that couldn't be torn. on the inside was a gel like substance that was the perfect temperature for perfect sleep. they slept hanging free in the air, cocooned in body supporting gel. alien bedding was going to be a big hit. the best part about it was, the 'cocoon' was large enough for two people to settle into and sleep together. "would you like to try it?" she asked, offering him a smile as she settled onto the 'bed' and laid back, making the Hammock swing back and forth as she offered him an arm, leading him into the bed. once he was settled she pulled the 'top' down over them and instantly all outside sounds where cut off and they where supported perfectly and she smiled, her hands settling on him as she slid along him and bent down, pressing her lips against him, kissing him again as she smiled. "we could have sex, and no one would know." she admitted softly. "it's a sound barrier." she admitted, smiling as she slid her hands back down, and then up again, under his shirt. her fur stroking, tickling along his belly as she nuzzled his neck. "would you like to try your hand at inter-species fornication?"

Ryax · May 9, 2013

"Almost no salt in your oceans.. That must be such a relief if you were to engage in sailing upon them. You would never run out of almost fresh water to drink!", he said with a smile. "If you were to try to drink the water of our oceans, you'd end up more thirsty then quenched and eventually drink yourself to death. It's terribly dangerous to travel the oceans on Earth if you're not careful enough.", he said, shaking his head lightly as he sported a light smile. He was very much enjoying talking to Alma, to be able to share even his most common of knowledge from Earth to someone that had never known it before, that could also understand him. Meteo smirked lightly at Erio as he gulped down the viciously hot peppers provided. "We definitely need to check the Ruala to our Scoville charts, I would very much like to see how it fares against the Ghost Pepper.", he said softly, hinting a bit of excitement in his voice. As they were in his home, Meteo laid his gaze upon Alma, who he could have sworn had been trying to seduce him with her movements and looks. He chuckled lightly for himself and shook his head, clearly thinking that he's just envisioning things he was desiring after so many years without anyone, that at the first sight of a beautiful woman, even if alien, would make his body long for something more... intimate. He wasn't particularly used to these kinds of things these days as he had devoted his life to science a while back, believing that he had no time for sexual encounters or love at his current point in life.

Meteo smiled at Erio's cute noises as they made their way through the splitting crowd. "Really? That's astaunding!", he voiced again with much excitement as he followed her inside. He was led around, being shown various storage rooms and kitchen. Meteo was gasping lightly at each sight, everything quite the more spectacular then the next. He had always wanted to see a real spaceship, like the ones from the movies. This was kind of like that, he thought. He was amazed by the cooling technique used, not being able to help himself he asked Alma, "How is this mist able to stay cool and chilly like that?". He kept on following her around, gasping more at all the amazing things. They had even brought live insects with them, Meteo not able to keep silent about it again, "What are those insects? Do you eat them? Is any of them the same insect who's meat I tried last night?", he asked Alma curiously and excitedly.

A loud, deep gasp erupted from Meteo as he was lead to the engine room. His jaw dropping a bit as he stared upon the huge engines and the obvious strange energy being used by them. 'Wow..', he voiced, amazed and a bit shocked. As she eventually showed him the escape pods, he was smiling widely, getting more then his fair share of the wonderful technology that was hidden within this amazing spaceship. The escape pods located on the ship were simply astonishing, using such techniques to ease the stress of the body and still survive for long periods of time.

Meteo gasped yet again as he entered Alma's workshop, quickly feeling like he was at his own home with all the technology, materials and various items laying around basically everywhere one would look. "Looks like my home.", he said playfully and smiled. 'Ohh!', he voiced excitedly as he laid his eyes at Alma's personal technology and listened to her talk about them. "Well, maybe we could take a look at them later? I'm sure I can give some form of insight to approaching the problems that you haven't thought of yet.", he said, confident in his own skill and wanting to help Alma as much as he could.

He had finally entered Alma's bedroom, sniffing in the air lightly as he looked around to what could be causing that faint delicious scent. He noticed the beautiful plant in the room, thinking that plants and flowers usually use scents to attract bees for pollination, accusing the plant, since there was nothing more obvious then that to be leaving such a smell around, of leaving the faint smell of something he couldn't instantly put his finger on, but he liked it a lot. "That smells delicious, so familiar in a way..", he voiced as he bit his lower lip lightly, trying to figure out what it was reminding him of, largely unknowing of his own light reaction to it.

He looked to the ceiling and saw the banana shaped hammock drop. "That's your bed?", he said surprised, not really seeing anything quite like it before. "That looks sooo comfortable..", he said, his voice a bit thrilled with want to touch and feel it, even more to compare it to his own crappy bed. "Absolutely!", he said playfully as he took her inviting arm and pulled himself inside, settling into the extremely comfortable gel, letting off a light and playful sigh. He looked a bit curious as she pulled down a form of top to the hammock, enclosing them within the cocoon like bed, apparently closing out the sounds from the outside as the murmur and clinging he heard before was no longer heard. It had become sweetly silent within the bed as he smiled, enjoying it.

Suddenly he felt Alma's touch, her hands traveling along his chest as she settled on top of him. He was about to open his mouth and awkwardly ask her why she positioned herself like that, him not being used to sexual encounters anymore, when she leaned in and kissed him. Instead of asking, a soft, even quiet moan escaping him. He was a bit shocked over her forward nature, but he wasn't about to kid himself of anything, he knew that he wanted this, his body reacting as expected to a situation like this. He felt himself becoming lightly flushed over her offering and her inclining that he had nothing to worry about. Alma moved again, causing Meteo to feel her skin against his, her fur brushing playfully against him as her hands moved up his stomach. He moaned a light 'Ahh', at her touch, the added sensation of her nuzzling his neck caused his boxers to slowly tighten as a response.

"Definitely.", he replied simply with a soft voice as he moved his hands around Alma's back, letting his hands lightly travel along it, getting to feel and experience the soft fur tickling against his skin. Moving his hands down to her waist, exploring her back lightly and still a bit carefully. He would loosen up once they really got started, remembering the old times again and letting most of his inhibitions fly away. "It's been a while.. since I've had sex.", he voiced a bit carefully, filled with uncertainty of how Alma would react. He was hoping that she wouldn't mind it, being from a more sexual acceptive culture and all, and let him find his ways again, together with her. He was a bit nervous of the entire situation due to the many obvious reasons for him, not having sex for a long time, going to have it with an alien humanoid, not to mention that it's inside their own spaceship on a tour, in her own supposedly soundproof bed. However, all of Meteo's inhibitions would loosen up and disappear once they really got things started.

FoxWriter · May 12, 2013

she nodded. "the biggest body of water we have can be crossed in skippers in a few hours... our skippers look a bit like a Earth Canoe." she admitted. "only a mile or two long, the rest is all swamp and marshland instead of actual bodies of water." she admitted. "but there are deep caverns underneath that can be five or six miles deep and have some of the most amazing fish and plants." she smirked. "and Amal is ever so proud of 'His' ship." she rolled her eyes. "it's silly really, he's even named the thing. it's like he expects it to start talking to him at any moment." she admitted with a roll of her eyes before grinning at his rush of questions. "it's a chemical composition much like your earths Liquid Nitrogen." she admitted. "i haven't looked at the compositions but i imagine their the same thing." she admitted with a small smile. "and yes those insects are our food, but we didn't share them with you. we thought that maybe it would be a little hard for most humans to eat insects." she admitted with a small smile. "their very delicious fried in some Necter." she admitted with a grin as she led the way to her workshop, brightening eagerly. "i would love some assistance! Earth Technology has taken a very different branch than ours did, and i'm excited to see how we could compare and combine our technologies." she admitted happily.

she giggled as he sniffed at the air and nodded a little. "it is one of my favorite plants." she admitted, gently stroking the leaves rather affectionately. "it's the only one i can't kill!" she admitted with a laugh. "i don't have much of a good plant vibe." she admitted with a small shake of her head. "yes that's my bed." she teased, grinning a little as he settled into the Hammock like bed, so very pleased. her plan was working, she had seduced him into her bed, and now she would seduce him into intercourse... granted, she would admit she'd more tricked him, but it was the same difference. she grinned as he moaned into her touch, humans where as expressive as they themselves where, what a delight! she grinned as he agreed with her, and a loud sound filled the air... it was Alma, she was... purring! "you have not had sex in a while!? you poor thing!" she murmured, clearly upset that he had been denied such wonderful pleasure. she carefully started stripping him, it was a little difficult in the space they had available, but she could always open the top of she had to. once her door was closed, it was sound proof too.

she murred happily as she stripped him down, and paused to stroke the sides of the 'bed, tiny little lights, like pinheads popped into existence all around them, giving the area a very romantic glow to it. letting her examine him all she wanted as she licked her lips, examining every inch of his bared flesh. "so smooth." she murmured, running her hands along his body, her breath stuttering as she ran her hands along his body, stroking and simply enjoying his body, exploring every inch of him before she removed her own skirt like clothing, letting him look upon her own body all he wanted. her dark nipples and fur covered cunt and long tail, letting him explore her as much as he wanted, moaning and purring as his fingers stroked her body, enjoying the attention, and the sensations, and the pleasure.

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