<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.adventuresinpoortaste.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/starfire-rebecca-malicious-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Koriand'r / Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029626#msg15029626)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As picture as the space suit retracts into the blue gem shown on the top of the attire.<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Monday, August 24th 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>0030<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Niagra Fall to Sanctuary<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Touch down at HQ and now speaking the language.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Raven, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was magical, to say the least as Raven took her hand and led her out of the room as the doors to the ship opened up as if on cue. Kori gave the young woman a squeeze as she listened to them with attentive ears. Green eyes looking around to the strange area they were in with other crafts that seemed to be present. After a few minutes, the language that the short, cloaked woman was speaking went from a strange, garbled mess to something her ears could understand. The man from earlier finally coming out and speaking to them as they waited for the plane to fully land.<br/><br/>"Scare me? It wasn't fear towards you, little one. The booming, colorful things in the sky worried me more and who knew how many soldiers you had lurking when this woman helped me," Kori replies fluently. "And do your kind all wear such strange things? Why so much clothing? Do they all need to be so... Flowing? And the mask for your face. Do you have a scar you are hiding? If so, why hide them? Wear them with honor. For making it up to me, then tell me where I am, Damien and what those booming missiles were."<br/><br/>Walking off the plane made the Tamaranian look around curiously as she wondered what she was going to see. Again her stomach growled as they seemed to have a one-track mind at the moment.<br/><br/>"Regret with what? Oh and thank you for understanding my gestures! Wasn't sure if you understood hand language or signals at all!" Kori beamed down at them. "So... Do you have food here or anything? I don't mean to be rude, but I'm starving! Oh and thank you for healing me! I don't know how I got off the ship, but thank you for your aid. Though I am curious to how you did heal me and get me off the ship? I was just happy I landed in the water otherwise I imagine it going boom."<br/><br/>Kori was rambling as the two women walked and if Damien chose to follow them, then it was up to him. Stopping occasionally the tall, orange-skinned Tamaranian to look at the various items they run across. Like the light fixtures for example. "Why have so many different ones and different colors too! Why are some white and some yellow? Are they coordinated by who is allowed to enter? Do they have some sort of cultural significance? Perhaps Your rooms are colored based on the fixtures?"<br/>