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located in The Nightwing, a part of The Nightwing's Voyage, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Nightwing

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Character Portrait: Saein Vernig Character Portrait: Thomas Steelbeam Character Portrait: Annarein (Ann) Vernig
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“I think I heard th... did... you say that squidgy seagulls are nesting in your sister...?” Tom’s translator circuit clearly wasn’t working the way it should.

“I said she doesn’t speak Neorussian” Ann looked a bit confused, wondering how that mistranslation had happened.

The conversation went in all possible random directions for a while, so Saein thought it better to wait a bit before explaining anything.

Tom bent down to have a closer look at Ip, who backed away from him a little. The furnak didn’t like being within arm’s reach of alien creatures. Tom wondered aloud "How does that work then... I mean, if you don't mind me asking..."

“It’s fine” Ann replied. “Hmm... where should I begin explaining this... well, I’m blind. Ip here is my seeing-eye furnak in a much more literal sense than other species use that term. All animals from Wen have skin that performs some functions the rest of the universe uses their brains for, the, er, basic things that even the simplest animal needs. Emotions, automatic responses to the senses, that kind of things. Our brains are for the higher functions, like memory and reasoning and language. When we touch, our minds connect, and that way we instantly know how the other feels and can make use of each other’s senses, with some limitations. I can’t read or recognize faces this way, on the other hand telling furnaks apart is really easy for me.”

“And it gets really interesting when there’s a female furnak around” Saein interjected.

Ann giggled. “That it does. Thank you SO much for reminding me. Anyway, this difference between us and beings from other planets is also what makes it difficult for us to touch them, and why androids and prosthetics feel wrong to us on an instinctive level. Though, as Saein just pointed out to me when I was about to refuse you a handshake, touching your robot shell is not a problem when I think of it as armor.”

“It’s strange we don’t have a problem with clothing, isn’t it?” Saein thought aloud.

“We’ve had hundreds of thousands years to get used to it.”

That made sense to Saein. “Point. ...Okay, Tom, I’m about to start on a new row of holes, so why don’t you have a look. First we pull out the bullets that are still stuck in there, then we remove the paint around them, then we cut a sheet of metal to size, and finally we weld that over the holes, making sure it’s airtight - we don’t want leaks between compartments if we ever get hit by a missile or something. Holes in the floor are more difficult and more fun, but I think I’ve already filled all of those.” She handed Tom a pair of pliers. “If you start on the other side of this row, we can do this one together, and after that you’ll know how to do it.” She smiled at him. “Thanks for helping.”

After removing some bullets, Saein couldn’t help but ask “So how much of your human body is in there? I see you’ve had your hand replaced, so I’m guessing it’s not like a glove there...”

Suddenly, Annarein laughed.

Saein asked “What?”

“Now - hee - I get why he was waving his arm like that when he - hee hee - offered a hand!”