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Delandrea AbreV`k

- "So, you imprison imperfect individuals inside sealed facilities - a challenge, but for whom? the guardsmen or the guarded?"

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a character in “The E.T. Project”, as played by Marxism_smiles

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Name
Delandrea AbreV`k Ivas-Jeta, Asya vis Enidan

Nick name: Del

Description of name:Delandrea (Bestowed name – known name of self) Abre (Name of the Horizon cast – space faring cast) V'k (Title of the law givers – the highest of the Abre, the ascended)

Ivas – Jeta (This is known as the cherished name, the definition of self. The name is chosen by a path finder (priest) and granted to the head of the family (the barer of the greater title). This name remains unknown to the barer until marriage; it is by this name that two are joined by the will of their families. For the time being Del's defining name is the name of childhood (pre marriage): ivas Jeta means of no name of other, which in Terran language is better translated as "unmarried". Finally, Asya vis Enidan represents Del's parents names and act to a Terran perspective as a family name.


Age
18

Gender
Female

Role
Alien female #3

Sexuality
Heterosexual

Face Claim
Ekuryua - banner of the stars







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Likes

Cats – Del is puzzled by these apparently primitive and unremarkable creatures. On the one hand they are what they appear to be; a small predatory creature, on the other; they seem to possess personalities uncanny for their evolutionary station.

A short time after arriving on Earth a stray cat made his presence known to Del and insisted on sitting with her, even though she granted him no food. Security intended to remove the cat but Del decided to keep him, curious as to why the creature found her curious.

Earth – As Del's first real visit to a terrestrial body Del is more impressed with Earth she should be. Del knows she will see many more remarkable planets in the future, but already, she knows her memory of Earth will remain a stirring influence on her judgment. She will not be able to dismiss this planet like most of the Ky`R.

Meat – The Ky`R have no need to consume meat, the concept is as alien to them as Ky`R sustenance would be to humans. And yet, Del is fascinated by it: eating meat is much more challenging then Ky`R sustenance and even other human foods. The preparation, the presentation, the chewing and the flavor… Del has come to enjoy this food and has adapted herself to consume it.

She is a bit surprised by the human surprise that what they would consider "a vegan" species would consider meat pleasing. Del does not understand why humans consider this trait barbaric, from the human perspective: meat is a logical means of sustaining their biological functions… and a tasty one too.

Competition – competition is a means both for entertainment and for self-improvement. Del takes pride in her victories as testimonies of her ability and learns lessons in her defeats. Competition is a central aspect in Ky`R education and leisure, Del is glad humans express reduced but similar traits in that regard.



Dislikes

Sitting – humans seem to be obsessed with the need to sit down and assume other species are as tired as they are. At work, at study, at play, at food, at rest and during travel.Del does not feel tired, she does not see any reason to sit down but humans take this as an insulting gesture… so Del sits down.

Night – on Ky`R ships there is no concept of night time, Ky`R sleep when they require it – based on the needs of their working schedules. Del does not like having her routine dictated to by the planet's orbital whims and by humanities curious choice to slumber when their planet's temperature is most agreeable. Cats are much more sensible in this regard.

Laws – Del is disgusted by the human and other alien concepts of law. Many laws seem to assume their abiding public to be untrustworthy. Laws are made to be followed – not under the assumption they will be broken.


Fears

Losing things - The Abre, due to the confines of their space platforms do not have much use for personal objects. They therefor practice a policy of mutual sharing. Del is not used to having so many personal possessions and is afraid of losing these. Among the Ky`R loss of objects is deemed a failure in responsibility, a serious failure.

Human transportation devices - Del does not understand how humans place so much trust in their transportation when it is one of the greatest causes for mortality among their people. To Ky`R standards the statistical chances of sustaining damage on human transports are greater than a level 5 engagement , Del prefers to walk.

Being discovered as a machine life form – The Ky`R are a secretive people who do not see fit to discuss their nature among other races. As one of the first Ky`R to travel to an alien world and spend so much time on that world the secret is always at risk of being discovered.
Del fears being considered a mere machine rather than a sentient being and has therefor taken greater steps in integrating even more organic processes into her body then the already substantial average.



Skills

Martial arts – The Ky`R have kept their ancient martial arts, developed during the time they were still an organic race on their original home world. These arts have religious, artistic, cultural… even intimate implications as well as their original fighting potential and every Ky`R is trained in them – Members of the Abrekor are trained in the advanced arts while V`k's in particular are trained in the secret rituals and moves of these arts and are expected to become masters of the arts.

The martial art – known as Ryakan (meaning the martial art…), possess sub proficiencies in unarmed as well as bladed fighting. At its core Ryakan is a means of communication, modern Ky`R language was created out of the Ryakan since the language places value on movement as well as speech to deliver words meaning (very useful in space).

Computers – to Del human computers are so primitive she still has trouble adapting herself to access them. Once she has however, there is little Del can't do inside these systems apart from going beyond their abilities. Del can "talk" directly to computers, a trait her people have retained since they first created their artificial bodies and does not require a physical connection to do so.
Del is actually considered talented with computers among her people and explains this trait to others as the result of Ky`R implants, but the truth is that the Ky`R's artificial brain has many times more processing power then all the computing power of the Earth… the only way to maintain such a complex A.I.

Space ships – Del was born, has lived and will probably die on a space ship, she understandably known quite a lot about their construction, function and maintenance.

The Abre traits: The Abre have great physical endurance. They can run for day's should they want to and can perform physical feats beyond organic ability. They do not require air, or much nourishment and think in great processing speeds. These, among other traits require however a great amount of energy, energy which is provided through the ships they live on.

While away, especially on such a primitive planet Del cannot function at 100%, she functions in something more akin to 40% and while slightly faster, more enduring and reacting them most organic beings much of the advantage lost.

Del does breath, and consumes more nourishment, much like the Earth cast of her people to avoid using her artificial energy and thereby possibly risk being discovered as a machine.Del gathers what she can from natural energy projected on the planet from its star or other sources and stores energy during the night while she sleeps through her artificial capability.

Among her unimpaired capabilities, such as her computer skills Del retains her sharp reflexes, her aim and dexterity. She also posses an advanced memory but because she is discontented form a ship's data banks it is limited to her own recollections.



Flaws

Languages – Del finds languages challenging, to her much is lost in the spoken word without a physical gesture and she therefor finds it difficult to express herself using any human language. Del often uses movements while conveying words which normally go unseen by the human eye but when seen appear to be very strange. Likewise, human gestures such as a hand shake are often offensive to Del to whom a hand shake is similar to a very… personal… gesture among the Ky`R.

Headaches – the vast number of radio waves on Earth cause Del many headaches since these interfere with her processing functions. Del has been able to block out most of the background noise but can't stand having a radio on close by. Cellular phones also irritate her but she tolerates them, often walking away whenever some uses one.

A patronizing attitude to humans – Del seems to treat even adult humans as children sometimes, Del's seemingly greater respect and interest to some Earth animals adds sault to that scratch.

Self centered? – Del is used to dealing with her issues on her own and sometimes expects others to do the same.


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Personality
Del is Independent, confident, intelligent, obedient to the will of her parents and dedicated to the greater being of the Ky`R race. She is exactly as she is expected to be, but, under the V`k mask she is also a bit more.

Del is independent, she has had to rely on herself for much of her life but she cherishes friendships whenever these are possible… and appropriate. She is confident, confident in her capacity to be Ky`R but, not as confident to be herself. It is therefore convenient to fall back on the V`k mask of tradition but, on a world such as Earth where these things are immaterial Del has no retreat, she must also live for herself and not only the Ky`R.

Because of this, traits in Del's personality suppressed for years, only let out on brief occasion's surface… hesitantly at first but finally with conviction. Del enjoys her presence on a terrestrial body such as Earth – the first extended visit to any planet she has made, even though to her cast the terrestrial is a limitation and therefor, undesirable.

Interacting with Ives Ky`r (not of our people – aliens) and experiencing such a complicated, random environment is so different from the orderly and pre planned habitat in space she is used to. Del finds the experience enriching, and often trades her composure for an energetic eagerness to explore the difference.

To the humans, Del practices a certain amount of distance and seriousness. Even with the unknown freedom of Earth Del is Ky`r, her mission is to improve the humans concept of self. For all of Earth's wonders – Del knows it’s a common enough world with a sentient species, as of yet unremarkable.

Del does not believe the humans can specifically teach her anything beyond sharing the experience of their planet, which to Del is a special experience but universally it is not. Though she knows the reason for the experiment is the interaction between species she considers her mission to improve these humans as individuals to their society as the really important task.

Del is more relaxed towards her alien counterparts and, for the most part considers them equals. Though she is suspicious of them, more so then the admittedly primitive humans Del does not see a motive for trickery on their part. It is the humans who once said to keep ones friends close and ones enemies even closer , Del therefor sees no difference be them friends or enemies in relation to how she will interact with them.

Biography
Del was born in space as member of what humans could term the nobility of her race. Her father is a law giver: a member of the elite cast which rules the Ky`R. Del's mother used to be a Warlord, commanding many of the Ky`R offensive capabilities but has recently focused on establishing an official diplomatic capacity to the Ky`R race.

Del, as a V`k – law giver by birth has not enjoyed any of the fittings humans expect of nobility. Instead, her life is a constant test by her family and cast – preparing her to continue her ancestors legacy.

Del did not grow up with other V`k and faced the problem of having to prove her worth among the people she was one day expected to lead. Since the V`k of the Abre are separated between fleets Del has felt isolated most of her life, and is therefor independent in her nature though fond of friendships whenever these are appropriate. Even her siblings though close are "light years away" since only the first born may inherit the V`k mantel.

Both her parents have been strict with her upbringing – hardly ever shielding her from responsibility and expecting her to face the challenges alone as she would in the future. Her father however believes in the value of "leisure" and peace of mind and has often relaxed this distance, taking Del to witness council meetings and travel with him on his tasks – including private hiking trips ether alone with his daughter or with the rest of her siblings.

Like her mother, Del was taken for service in the Abrekor – or as other aliens call it the "Armada", the force which deals with the military needs of the Ky`R and literally translates into "expanding horizon". Del was recently initiated in the organization, though she is yet to participate in battle she has underwent rigorous drilling. Upon her return to her people she is expected to assume the role of second on a small but esteemed infiltrator class battle platform .

Now, year before she is married by her parents to a suitable spouse and thereby begin her adult life of service to the Ky`R –Del's mother decided to send her daughter to Earth to experience the aliens of the galaxy.



Species information (note: Ky'R is generally spoken as Kaiyaur among human)

The Ky'R are a synthetic race of humanoid machines – the survivors of the defeat of their race in war which saw the destruction of their original biological bodies.

For centuries, the Ky`R fleet traveled the galaxy, reaching the other side of the galaxy 400 years ago– far away from the Ky`R's vengeful enemies. Eventually they teraformed and settled a number of planets, there by beginning the slow process of rebuilding their species – a process which still continues to this day.

The Ky'R are not simple machines as they once were, their bodies have been recreated to mirror the organic bodies they had lost. Though the original plan was to recreate their old biological bodies the Ky`R have abandoned these plans In favor of enhancing their synthetic bodies. The Ky`R now reproduce in very much the same manner any organic would and require or at least mimic the same needs such as eating, breathing and sleeping.

Outwardly, few would think the Ky`R machines and even fewer know they actually are machines.

Socially the Ky`R are separated into casts. Del belongs to the original Ky`R who could not make planet fall at the time because of their space adapted bodies. Though they are no longer limited to space the cast system has entrenched itself in Ky`R society. Aliens, unless visiting the Ky`R planets only meet the Abre – space faring cast since they are charged with all space related tasks.

To other aliens the Ky`R where known as an aggressive race for most of their history as they expanded well beyond their initial colonies and claimed already inhabited systems. The Ky`R are known for their technology but to Ky'R knowledge no alien race is aware of that they are themselves pecies of technology, a secret the Ky`R aim to keep.

Recently, following a single unremarkable defeat, the Ky`R have stopped their advances and even retreated in a number of negotiated concessions. The Ky`R are still feared by many races but most aliens prefer the Ky`R as a people they can negotiate with rather than the previous arrangement.
Only the Ky`R know the reason for this sudden change, and they have not seen fit to discuss it.







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So begins...

Delandrea AbreV`k's Story

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Arizona, at this point in the day, was looking marvelously beautiful. The sun sat, plump in the light blue sky, and far below, a young boy was staring directly at it in amazement through the window of a car. It was a sight to see: a small teenager buckled into the back of a black, bulletproof car. Two tough looking men sat in the front seats, a very large gun in the hand of the one in passenger's side. The one who was armed seemed to be observing their escort by a constant turning of his head. Upon seeing what he was staring at, the man informed the youth that the sun was not something to be looked at for long periods of time. The boy, in response, turned to face him, but his hands immediately shot to his eyes. He made a small whining noise before drawing his hands back to his lap and looking out the window once more, ignoring the sigh of his guard.

The boy's name was Toddlk Lorav and he was an alien. To any outsider, that statement would seem bizarre and unbelievable, but it was the truth. Toddlk did not come from earth, but when he had arrived as a visitor, he had been treated with respect. In fact, Todd had nearly just arrived. He'd landed in a small ship at some secret military base in northern Arizona, and he was on his way to yet another secret facility.

Suddenly, the car jerked to a stop, it's wheels kicking up dust from the sandy road, pulling the small extra-terrestrial out of his thoughts. He immediately found himself, once again, glued to the window, his eyes widening at the sight of their destination. In truth, he'd expected it to look nicer, as it looked quite like a prison from the outside. It had large stone walls covered in barbed wire and practically an army of guards surrounding its gate. Before Todd could finish looking, his door was pulled open by the driver of his car, whom Todd did not notice get out. He stared at the unfriendly looking man through the opening in the car, Todd not moving from his seat. The two boys locked eyes, Toddlk still not budging. Eventually, the driver seemed to realize what the issue was, leading him to bend over the short blonde in his car and unbuckle his seatbelt. "Thank you!" the alien cried as he grabbed his small suitcase and leaped out of the car, landing in a catcher's stance. He quickly stood up, trotting toward the massive clump of security guards. The driver, who had followed him from the car, rested a hand upon his shoulder, signaling him to wait a moment. Todd didn't mind, as he instead knelt down and began to play with the sand below them.

The man gruffly spoke some sort of code, as "Butternut" was not a word that often came up in regular conversation. The security force grunted in acknowledgement, parting so that the gate they were guarding could be passed into. There was a loud buzzing noise, followed by the swinging open of the gate. Todd took this as a cue to stand up and approach the facility that would be home for the next few weeks.

Upon stepping into the facility, his breath was taken away. Despite its outward appearance of a prison, the city inside was stunning! There were small houses lining the streets, Todd figuring that they were the homes of those in charge of and running the experiment. There was a rather large building, which happened to be filled with classrooms, although the young alien did not know this. In the middle of the town square lied an enormous fountain, water trickling down from the mouth of an extravagant angel resting at the top, all the way into the pool below. The sight made Toddlk flinch with discomfort.

Before he could admire the scenery much longer, he was approached by a stranger wearing a white lab coat. The man, his appearance leading Todd to believe that he was a scientist, seemed fascinated by the sight of the young alien. To be honest, his appearance did attract interest, as he hadn't mastered human fashion at this point. He wore a pair of orange board shorts, paired with a maroon sweater that did not match in the slightest nor looked comfortable in the Arizona heat. However, the man did not seem to be put off, as he approached the young boy and placed a hand upon the lad's head as he examined him. "Mr. Lorav. A pleasure to have you!" he spoke after he had sized the young man up, recognizing him from the profiles of participants available to the staff. "I expect you knew that, when coming here, you'd be paired up with humans, correct?"

Todd stared at him, slightly baffled, only half paying attention to what the man was saying. But, his lips parted into a wide grin and he placed his hand upon the stranger's head, as he figured that it was some human welcoming ritual. The man pulled away laughing, as if Toddlk had done something he found funny. "The dorm buildings are right over there, if you would like to get settled into your room," said the supposed scientist, pointing to a large building down the street and to the right. "I have to stay here to welcome our other guests, so I'll see you later." As Todd turned to leave, now on his own, the man waved at him. Todd waved back, grinning stupidly, before making his way to his room.

The dorm building was about two stories tall and quite wide. Its outer facade seemed quite new, not a single crack to be found upon its surface. It had a few steps leading up to its wooden door, which Todd quickly climbed, prying the entrance open. He stepped inside, finding the foyer to give off a very quaint feel. The lobby had comfortable looking couches inside, and a television hanging upon the far wall. Steps lead up to the next story, a small platform above holding the entrance to six different rooms. The young alien hurried up the steps, finding that, upon each door, two names were plastered. Todd searched until he found his own name, next to the name of a stranger. Eagerly, he stepped into his new bedroom. To his surprise, it seemed quite homey, so he plopped his suitcase down upon the floor. The room contained a large bunk bed, a small kitchen area with a mini-fridge and microwave, and a bathroom tucked away in the back. Todd, unknowing of what to do next, sat himself down upon the floor and stared at the door.

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D`ersh Sector coordinates 92843
219,122 Terran miles above Terran surface
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XXX - Mission briefing – Delandrea AbreV'k - XXX
XXX - Temporally assigned to independent communications operation department - XXX
XXX - Observer to Terra Major - XXX
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###You are assigned to the Terran Sytem AberV'k, your mission is to observe local alien representatives during the Terran galactic audience request###

###The Terrans have expressed the wish to convene a summit on their planet to improve interplanetary relations between their system and the local sentient beings. Though technology theft was suspected by the intelligence department as the reason behind this summit, risks deemed acceptable###

###The 7th Flotilla shall remain in the Terran system suitably camouflaged should you require extraction###

###Terran technology is deemed unremarkable but hazardous, global military presence assessed at 175% above late interplanetary exploration stage average, due to remaining sectarian divisions###

###3 unknown space platforms have been detected during the past planetary rotation – assume this to indicate the minimum number of arriving representatives...


Del read the briefing, a puzzling procedure. Like all Aber, and almost all Ky'R she could access such information though computer databanks at will… normally.

For 15 Terran "days", Del had been absorbing the Terran written and spoken language – programing her senses to process both. Of the two variants she had processed, Del had focused on Russian – deemed the most advanced language on the planet. English, the more common language was known to her, but Del struggled with its nuances.

"What's in those papers yar reading?" – asked the shrouded Terran, his features well and duly covered by his space colored outfit. Del hadn't distinguished herself in the study of Terran dressing habits – but in her mind, this so called "suite" was impractical for security personal.

Del ignored the question and folded the reports back into a round canister she carried, much like several passing humans she had seen do – such was the nature of primitive technology.

Stranded as she was on a planet with no grid infrastructure to speak of, Del would have to get use to making use of such lesser means.

The suited man seemed irritated at the silence but didn't pry further, Terrans where curious but that curiosity did not come before professionalism – and Del respected the security man for it.

The reminder of the journey was spent in silence though Del did not gain much peace of mind for it. The consistent "bumps" of the… land rover, as Terrans called them kept Del's sensor output hazy.

When they finally arrived at their destination, Del struggled to disembark from the infernal machine and moved unevenly towards the complex – past a moderate series of defensive fortifications around the inside buildings. A white cladded Terran male came forward and made his greetings known. Del in the meantime noted that the dark color was consistent with the security cast while the white appeared to be that of the Scientific cast amongst these people.

"Greetings, greetings to you! You must be Delandrea AbreV'k – representative of the Ky'R Empire. We where told to expect your arrival, a tad late but we are glad to have a representative from your esteemed people. Now, your human companion has already arrived and will be glad to meet you! Thank you again for coming!"


Del was never given the chance to speak to this person before his attention seemed to be diverted by a series of beeping noise on one of the computing machines. An unfortunate shortcoming of the humans but it could not be helped. Del was, however surprised at the fact that both the security man and the scientist spoke this plain dialect called "English", it had been her impression that Russian was the language of technological innovation.

Del made her way towards the rooms, arriving both to her own living quarters and to the conclusion that these human companions must be the superior charges of their race and therefor most likely speakers of the superior Terran dialect known as Russian.

Del opened the door and soon noted the presence of the surprisingly small female, Del remained silent for a few moments unsure if this was her charge but decided to assume she was. The human was busy removing the contents of her containers and placing them on one of the sleeping areas of the compartment.

Del saw this as, most likely a rite of some sort marking ownership of a territory and proceeded to do the same with the contents of her containers… or bags as they called them – least the Terran presume to claim her part of the room.

As she set the containers on her "bunk", ignoring the human momentarily as she did so but then, Del turned towards the human and bowed her head in traditional Ky'R acknowledgment. though they may foes in the quest for territory in these rooms, Del was prepared to compromise over half of it. She meant for the Terran to understand her initial silence as the mark of recognizing their division and the show of respect as Del's wishes to exist mutually.

Del spoke her prepared greeting in Russian to the human:" I bid you Greetings, Zantfee chosen of the Terrans. Though you are aware of my titled name, Delandrea AbreV'k, you may simply call me Del whilst we are addressing each other".

"I shall conclude my formal greeting by stating that the Ky'R Empire holds this mission with great regard and intends to put aside previous aggressive histories for a mantel of mutual and enlightened self-interest of all the parties involved".

Del repeated her words in English just in case the Terran failed to understand them but struggled to find a word which conveyed the meaning of Ky'R which in human dialect conveyed "Peoples Empire".

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Jemma swung her legs slightly as she sat on the top bunk. Every time she heard noise out in the hall, she looked to the door, but her roommate had yet to enter. After a few moments, she glared at her bags which still had to be unpacked. It would be something to do so she would not go nuts just sitting there waiting, but she wasn’t quite that desperate yet. Instead, she pushed herself off the bed, dropping into a crouch as she hit the floor with a small thud. Gem stood and walked over to one of the windows in the room. Perhaps there would be something interesting to see?

As she looked, she soon realized the window was on the wrong side of the building to see much of anything. Most of the view was blocked by a neighboring building, and Gem wished she could see out to the gate. Still, even in the air-conditioned building, she could feel some of the heat through the window. Gem was in no mood to face the heat unless she was in a nice cool pool, and even being in a pool was no fun unless there were others there. No, she would stay in the room at least until she met her roommate. Then, perhaps, she could suggest something for them to do together, or even go meet the others here. She had seen their names on the other doors, but had not really paid attention to them. Jemma did recall that some of the names had been rather strange.

Her mind went back to what the scientist had said as she stared blankly out the window. Something about an “alien” roommate? Or maybe he did say foreign. She couldn’t remember now. Either way, there was probably nothing to worry about, and Gem would have the opportunity to learn about a foreign culture! That could be exciting. As long as her roommate liked her, Gem was sure it would be plenty of fun.

After only a few minutes, Gem began to get rather anxious. Looking out the window just was not enough to distract her. Finally, she gave in and dragged her suitcase over to the closet. Thankfully, there were already hangers, she didn’t think about packing that particular item. She unzipped the bulky bag and began haphazardly throwing her clothing onto the hangers and stuffing them into the closet. This was always one of her least favorite tasks, especially when moving.

Jemma almost missed hearing the door open, and rather belatedly turned to see who it was. She quickly realized there was a girl standing in the doorway. She had rather odd blue hair, but Jemma had seen more exotic colors. The girl came in and set her bags on the lower bunk, and Gem managed to squeak out a surprised, “Oh, hi. Didn’t see you there.”

As Jemma turned, she had managed to get several of the hangars she was holding in an odd entanglement involving one of her shirts. It took a few moments of irritating disentangling before she could rescue the garment, and she laid the excess hangers on top of her half empty suitcase, turning just in time to see the blue-haired girl nod in her direction as she began her own unpacking. Gem crossed the room to the beds, and her roommate began speaking in Russian. Jemma was hardly able to decipher any of the quick words coming at her, and she could only think, ‘So I guessed right, she must be Russian… I do hope she knows English….’ Gem could only pick out a few words, and she was quickly getting confused.

Still, Gem did not have to worry long, as the girl repeated her greeting in English. She seemed to hesitate more, especially before she said she was from something like the “People’s Empire.” Is that what Russians called Russia? Gem had not been there herself, so she couldn’t be sure.

Once her roommate, Del apparently, finished her introduction, Jemma gave a small relieved laugh while smoothing the back of her hair. “Nice to meet you Del. My Russian is a bit elementary, so I am glad you speak English,” she started, smiling warmly. “Oh! I am Jemma by the way. Jemma Zanthe. You can call me whatever you like, but a lot of my friends call me Gem.”

She extended her right hand for a hand shake before asking curiously, “The ‘People’s Empire’? That is Russia, right? Sorry for not knowing. I haven’t actually been there, so some of the lingo goes over my head a bit.”

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Elementary Russian?, Del was taken aback but not surprised - maybe these youths only studied the advanced language later?

Del was surprised however at the human's extended hand... though not as insulted as she would have been had this human companion been male. Del thought extensively, this hand movement strongly implied a part of the bonding ritual - an action she would have to undertake at this time, one Terran year ahead. Could she return this gesture? what did it mean to Terrnas?, she could only assume it meant some sort of greeting but... could it be as committing as the Ky'R relative gesture?

"Do excuse me, but I wish to understand to what extent you signify your social advances through your hand? Among our people's Empire, we do take to ourselves meaning of hand bond, I do not know what the hand bond signifies to people to... English speaker".

Del had struggled with the sentence, with this English. Her earlier presentation had been memorized, but she hadn't thought to prepare herself for extended adaptive use of English.

The ‘People’s Empire’? That is Russia, right? Sorry for not knowing. I haven’t actually been there, so some of the lingo goes over my head a bit.”

Del was puzzled, Ky'R where the people and thereby to Terrans people's Empire. Russian was the advanced dialect, not a place - did the Terran mean she had not studied Russian? and what could be lingo? had the Terran meant she did not posses the aptitude to manage Russian words? Was the Terran asking if she had studied Russian? no... it seemed more likely that the question was weather all Ky'R spoke Russian... was the great cast of Terrans so segregated it did not communicate with the inferiors, was this Terran wondering if Del was one of the technology speakers?

"Of my understanding of your query, I am not certain. People's Empire is of my people, I deliver the meaning of Russian but the people do not manage through Russian. We know of Russian, but the people speak as we move - sing our intent though trials and adversity". - Del paused, could it be possible that the Russians had not informed her companion of the mission?, Del did not know how to explain.

Del stepped back and looked towards her bunk and back to "Gem", gesturing for her to follow her as she walks towards her things. Del opened her canister and removed her collection of chats - marked data nodes which stored much information. Each chart was black, blank but for a series of designations stating the chart's function. It was a triangular shaped object, the size of a opened hand. one of the three points to the triangular was a finger high while the depending lines to the other two points lowered to the point of but a mere nail of thickness at the ends.

Del put the chart down on the bunk and told it (mind to machine) to expand outwards as the housing height contracted to a nail's thickness. The eventual deployment claimed the size of a Terran "pillow". the dark matter faded at small tiny points revealing differently colored round objects, patterns, borders and systems.

Del didn't know if the Terran understood, the many objects where little different then grains of Terran sand.

"This is the people's Empire, we fly, swim and walk in the light but our hearts drive us from the beacons of our paradise to the darkness of the horizon".

Del could not find the words, they lost meaning and significance through direct talk but could she belittle her meaning?

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Todd found that his wait was not long at all, as, within a few moments, he noticed the doorknob turn. The opening of the door followed with the entrance of another being, a person which Todd assumed was human. The boy introduced himself, stating that his name was Ian, a shortened version of Julian. He also paired his name with the question "What's up?", a phrase that the alien did not understand. "What's... up?" he asked, leaning his head back to check. "The.... bed above me?" He had no idea why anybody would care to know what was above him, but he knew it must have made sense to humans.

After answering the human's odd question, Todd turned back to his roommate. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ian. My name is Toddlk Lorav, but most people seem to have difficulty saying that here, so call me Todd if you find that easier to say." He didn't exactly know how to greet the people of Earth, and he debated trying the strange head tap that a scientist had used on him a few minutes before. However, a quick read of the human's emotions told him that he had done all that he needed to with his introduction.

Without much of a hesitation, Ian responded with a question. "So are you really an alien? Or is this some huge, complex, practical joke?" asked the human, who now settled down upon the floor.

"Yep, I'm really an alien!" he cried, as if the statement had excited him. Technically, from Todd's perspective, Ian was an alien also, but since Todd had come to his planet, he figured it was only right for that title to go to him. "I'm from Fleiohiri, although it's quite far away so I doubt you've heard much about it. It's a lot warmer there," Todd said as he fidgeted with his blanket. "So, are you from around here?"

Toddlk leaned forward, allowing his roommate to answer. Everything about earth intrigued him, leaving his mind practically begging for information and insight. However, only a few moments passed before a loud voice, belonging to neither of the occupants in the room, echo throughout their dorm. The sudden noise, which came from below the bunks, scared the poor alien sitting above it half to death. "Hello there, participants. I hope that you are all settling down into your rooms and getting to know your partners. As you've probably realized by now, half of you... aren't from around here. As its getting later, the staff of this facility have decided to order you all pizza. If you could begin to make your way to the foyer downstairs for dinner, that'd be great."

Sliding off the bed, Todd decided to examine the source of this voice. He lowered himself onto his hands and knees, not giving Ian much of an explanation to his random behavior, and peered under the bunk. It was there that he found a speaker, one of the many that must have been rigged in every room. He wondered if the scientists could hear them as well as talk to them.

This did not bother Toddlk, though, as he had not come to Earth with intent to judge its people. If it was a human thing to hook up software in the bedrooms of citizens so that you could listen in on them, then who was Todd to deem it odd? Anyway, he had other things to wonder about. For one, what was pizza? He guessed that humans ate it, and he would most likely eat it as well. Although, he couldn't help but wonder if the alien food of Earth would agree with his digestive system, built for foods Earth did not have to offer. Todd had not been smart enough to pack snacks in case he couldn't eat human cuisine, but he didn't worry about it too much. He didn't even seem to care much when he came to the realization that anything and everything about Earth could possibly disagree with his alien body. His solution to his slightly pessimistic thought was to simply not get sick.

Quickly realizing how awkward he must have looked, Todd stood up and dusted himself off. "Should we get going?" he asked Julian.

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Jemma looked on in confusion as Del seemed abashed by Gem’s outstretched hand. It was not like Gem was asking her to dance or anything, but the blue-haired woman seemed confused and wary all the same. When she finally spoke, her accent seemed a bit heavier. English was definitely not Del’s first language. Maybe Jemma would be better off learning more Russian… Perhaps Del could help her learn as Gem helped her with English?

"Do excuse me, but I wish to understand to what extent you signify your social advances through your hand? Among our people's Empire, we do take to ourselves meaning of hand bond, I do not know what the hand bond signifies to people to... English speaker".

“Oh!” Gem said, coloring slightly. She had dealt with other cultures fairly often, but it was always embarrassing when she ended up doing something that was more offensive or intimate than what she meant. She withdrew her hand and began nervously fiddling with her fingers. “Sorry, I wasn’t aware of that. In most cultures, it is just a polite greeting. Like, you know, when you meet someone or are conducting business especially. No biggie though,” she said hurriedly. Though Gem had been looking down throughout most of the speech, she looked up at Del with the last sentence and gave an embarrassed smile. It would not be cool if Del had thought Jemma was upset over the misunderstanding in any way. She already decided to be a bit more cautious about what she did. It would probably be awkward at first trying to navigate around the possible pitfalls of an unfamiliar culture, but Jemma was willing to do everything she could. It would probably end up being really fun to learn about this new culture.

Del’s response to what the so called “People’s Empire” was only confused Gem more. It seemed that Del had sort of misunderstood her question. By quite a bit, actually. Gem stammered, “No, no. I did not mean what language you speak. I—” Gem said, cutting off because she did not really know how to explain. She was beginning to think that Del was not exactly from Russia. The question now was where the blue-haired girl was from.

A look of what Gem hoped was understanding crossed Del’s features. She motioned Gem over as she sat on the bunk and began opening a metal canister of some sort and sorting through rolls of blackened paper. Jemma was immediately curious about what was on the papers, but that did not seem to be Del’s focus at this point. The thing Del pulled out was triangular, with one side higher than the other two. Jemma looked at the object curiously. She had never seen anything like it before, and had no idea what its function could be. She did not see Dell move her fingers or press any sort of button, so she was surprised when the device suddenly changed shape.

Jemma moved to sit on the bed near the girl, her eyes fixed on the now larger machine. Small dots of light speckled the surface sporadically, and Gem tried to make sense of what they were meant to represent. As the design fully surfaced, she was able to make out different, irregular shapes. After a moment, Gem’s mind was able to grasp the meaning. “Oh, it’s a map!” Del explained that what was shown was the People’s Empire, with a whole bunch more poetic phrasing that completely went over Gem’s head. Jemma examined the map carefully, trying to figure out what country it could be. The shape did not seem familiar at all, and Gem’s lack of knowledge frustrated her more than a little.

Not wanting to seem overly ignorant, Jemma suddenly said, “Yeah, now I get it. I know where that is. Thanks! I… uhh...” she stammered, not sure where to go with that. As if on cue, a voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere, rescuing Gem from her awkward lie. Gem jumped at the unexpected noise and hit her head hard on the wood of the top bunk. Jemma flopped back down on the bed for a second. She groaned softly, rubbing the sore spot on her head as she stood. The voice seemed to come out of nowhere, and she looked around for it as it spoke.

"Hello there, participants. I hope that you are all settling down into your rooms and getting to know your partners. As you've probably realized by now, half of you... aren't from around here. As its getting later, the staff of this facility have decided to order you all pizza. If you could begin to make your way to the foyer downstairs for dinner, that'd be great."

As she was unable to find where it was coming from, Gem just guessed there was a small speaker somewhere in the room. She opened the door and looked out as a couple more doors opened around the hall. She turned to face Del as she fully opened the door. “Might as well, right? Wanna go get some of that pizza?” Jemma said, smiling uncertainly.