Alarms blared, displays flashed warnings as a small disaster hurdled into the mesosphere...<br/><br/>A ball of fire lit up the night as it streaked across the sky. It struck high on the side of mountain thick with forest. Strange bits of foreign materials marked the trail of the fallen object across hundreds of miles of landscape. If not for the insignificant fire it had caused, the exact location of the landing likely would have gone unnoticed.<br/><br/>From the wreckage emerged a being. After checking themselves over the being set to getting the small scattered fires put out. With relief it started to rain. Once the immediate fires were out the being started dragging chunks of metal closer to the main wreck.<br/><br/>They spoke softly to themselves as they went about their tasks. Using broken tree limbs and other disrupted foliage they started to cover the wreckage, camouflaging it. Once content with the state of things they disappeared back inside the main compartment, from which they had initially emerged.<br/><br/>It wasn't the most opportune state of things, but it was better than it could have been. While the vessel may never be able to fly again, it could at least serve as a decent base of operations for the time being. Deciding it was best to get some rest before doing any exploring the being settled in to sleep.<br/><br/>Late into the following morning the being emerged once more. A long cascade of blue (nearly black at the ends to nearly white at the roots) hair hung about the slender creature. Severely damaged blue and silver clothing concealed the being's metallic blue tinged body.<br/><br/>Almond shaped blue eyes surveyed the surrounding area carefully. Long pointed ears twitch at the strange sounds of the local wildlife as this humanoid ventures down the trail left by the crash. Taking care to try avoiding an indigenous peoples just yet.<br/><br/>The being would stop and talk softly to themselves once in awhile, looking over the surroundings. After trekking about a mile they headed back, collecting scraps of the wreck on the way. Weight didn't seem to be much of a concern to this being.<br/><br/>After checking a mile out from the landing site in all other directions, the being decided it was far enough from any signs of people and started settling in, working on what could be repaired. Over the next few days the being never seemed to rest or eat, always keeping busy.<br/><br/>Days turned to weeks and the being had further camouflaged the wreck, going so far as to start burying it and surrounding it with large stones, making a veritable hill. In time the being would blend it into the mountainside. But for now, the being had started venturing out again...