From outer space (OmniscientOracle &&& Devilishangel)
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				Title: <strong>From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:20:13</strong>
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				Darunia fluttered her eyes open. Her head hurted, it was as if somebody bounced her head against the wall several times. She had no clear view. She tried to remember where she was, what happened. But before she could she fainted again<br><br>She woke up after...well she didn't know how much time had passed. It could be only a minute, it could be several hours or even days. A minute after she woke up for the second time the memory came back. The space ship, her important mission, the fire....where was she? Her view came back slowly and she could see her spaceship, but in pieces. She was laying on the floor behind the seat she had been sitting in before. In the cockpit there was a small fire burning. She could feel cold air brushing over her elvenbody. She slowly tried to move her arms, her legs, anything on her body, she moaned in pain. God that hurted. She raised her head very carefully a few inches. It took her great strength but eventually she managed to turn from her belly to laying on her back and she turned her head to the other side. Her eyes widened. There was nothing left of the spaceship. The majestic spaceship it once was, white and shiny, was ripped into pieces. In the backside where the storage room was, there was a big hole. Outside it seemed dark. She was on an alien planet. She had never been here before. Sure it had been her mission to find a new planet in the first place. Well at least she succeeded in that didn't she? <br><br>This mission was so important to them. It was so important she would find another planet. Preferably an empty planet. After the planet called earth was destroyed and the few elfs that had been left on the earth finally managed to escape from the lost city Luthivíra, they finally had found their fracture of earth to live on. They called it Chandos. Their world. The only problem was that there were only few recources and now the elven-population was threatened once more to vanish forever. They had to find another planet, another piece of the earth they could populate.<br><br>Darunia was only 25 years old, very young amongst elven, but she was strong. A fighter. Intelligent. They had chosen her from the elvenarmy to go on this trip. She had to do this alone. It was too dangerous to send more elfs. If more elfs would die, it would be a disaster.<br><br>So there she was, alone. And her space ship obviously crashed. She slowly sat down now and shook her head as if she could end this nightmare. But it was not a nightmare, it was for real. She saw that her legs were all scratched and bruised. On her left arm she had a big wound that was bleeding but apart from that she seemed fine. "a damn miracle"she mumbled to herself. She noticed now that through the big hole she had lost a lot of belongings. Even her weapons. She didn"t have something to protect herself. Now she had to find out if there was somebody here, if this planet was peaceful, maybe even empty. Maybe, if she has lucky, she would find no population. She could only hope...<br><br>(http://desktop-wallpapers.net/wallpapers/fantasy/53/1280-elven-girl.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:25:10</strong>
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				It had been impossible to miss.&nbsp; Even without atmospheric scanning equipment, many cities reported seeing the ball of flame descending from the sky.&nbsp; There were those that hopefully dismissed it as debris, but it was pretty evident to those in the military that it had been a spaceship.&nbsp; The only question was, where was it from?<br><br>Hralken lowered his binoculars, looking across the misty treetops to the column of smoke rising into the air.&nbsp; Fortunately, it was the wet season, so they didn't have to worry about a fire, but the faster they could get any flames out, the better.&nbsp; He slid back into the seat of the hovertank, telling the driver to continue towards their destination.&nbsp; Being a Second Commander in the military meant that a lot of jobs were shifted onto you, particularly the ones that the First Commander didn't feel like handling himself.&nbsp; But, it did also mean that he had enough clout to take a sizable regiment with him to identify this anomaly.<br><br>He sighed quietly, hoping that this wasn't going to be like that Dradlus fiasco.&nbsp; Young male Raptilan were always finding ways to impress others or prove their mettle, but flying up around the Orbital Energy Dampeners was a foolhardy attempt at best.&nbsp; The whole purpose of them was to mask the cities on the planet from orbital view, and to "turn off" the engines of any enemy foolish enough to get too close.&nbsp; It was a high rarity to find a marooned alien scout, and sadly more common to find dead or dying Raptilan braggarts who thought they could tempt the hand of the gods.<br><br>Upon reaching the crash site, he used his hovertank and one of his two infantry regiments to surround the area while an emergency response team put out the flames.&nbsp; Once things seemed to be sufficiently quelled, he sent his his other infantry regiment to approach the crashed ship.&nbsp; It was surprisingly ornate, with many flourishes and bold colors.&nbsp; This was clearly not a Raptil ship.&nbsp; And while it seemed unnecessary to send a full regiment to a ship of it's size, they had already found that their scanners could not penetrate through the hull of the ship and give them an accurate count of the personnel inside, or if they were even alive.<br><br>Climbing out of the hovertank turret, Hralken dropped to the ground and watched his warriors slowly creep up to the ship, their thin laser rifles pointed to every conceivable opening.&nbsp; He, like his other warriors, wore a dark grey over-cloak that covered his black uniform tunic and pants.&nbsp; All other forms of armor, such as utility belts, holsters, arm plates, and leg plates were a dark red, and every one of them wore a silver headdress that stretched the length of their snouts, carrying the feathers of rank and accomplishment.&nbsp; Their current headdresses had muted and darker feathers for field wear, but ceremonial headdresses were bright, vibrant, and could be extremely impressive depending on your caste rank and whatever achievements you were rewarded for during your life.&nbsp; The Raptilan race was a very war-like race, but it kept them alive and always ready to face an enemy.&nbsp; And soon they would see the face of this one.&nbsp; He could see that one of his warriors had found an gash in the hull that could serve as an opening, and that the rest were already stalking in, ready for any kind of opposition.<br><br>(https://static1.e621.net/data/c8/27/c827c89157e0ce0d5fadcb89d7b249f9.png)
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:30:05</strong>
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				Darunia listened carefully if she could hear sounds. It was quiet. Too quiet. Threatening in her eyes. She wouldn't dare to move. No not yet. If she would move she would make a lot of noise because of her injuries. Her eyes scanned the area around the hole in the back of the ship as she inch by inch moved backwards untill she could lean her back against the back of her seat. She sighed quietly and scanned the area again with her eyes. She froze..there was something out there. She could see lasers outside. Small red dots searching for a prey to shoot. Her hope that this planet would be empty was gone. And whoever this was, they didn't seem to be too shy to shoot. She widened her eyes and stared into the darkness as she pulled her legs against her body. She followed the little red dots as they moved from left to right. She could see outside it looked like some dessert. No flowers and lush green nature like on Chandos. Now she heard them breath and walk outside. Her impressive hearing ability, a power she had being an elf, heard even their heartbeats. She could even feel their presence. Sometimes being a sensitive elf was such a hassle. She could feel they were not human. They felt cold, different from humans or elfs. She was trapped, she could only wait.<br><br>In the next moment she saw...what were they? They looked mean, like monsters. Dressed in black,grey and darkred. Not like her, in bright green and yellow, no very dark. Their rifles now pointed at her. She shook her head, slowly raised her arms over her head to show them she was not armed and not dangerous. Tears came to her eyes. She could see as one of these creatures grinsed that he had sharp teeth. They were looking for a prey. And hell they had found one. It was her..the prey would be Darunia. She didn't speak. She waited. Waited for her death. Why would they keep her alive? A lonely elf crashed on their planet. They would probably think she was an enemy. She woke up from her trance now and spoke to herself silently "Darunia, you have to tell them...tell them!!"she straightened her back and said in a soft voice "I...I am unarmed..I...I come in peace..."<br><br>Would they even understand her? Elfs had their own language but they were taught english and this is what they used when meeting foreigners. They were such a small population that it was very normal for Elfs to talk english all the time. They needed other populations to survive. Would these creatures talk english? She could only hope so, at least she could try to defend herself, talk to them that way. Now she waited for a reaction...
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:33:36</strong>
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				The warriors had no idea what words she was saying, but the look of fear in her eyes was universal among the hunted.&nbsp; They radiated fear.&nbsp; And this alien was strange, something they had never seen before.&nbsp; It had things growing from the sides of its head, feathers that didn't look like feathers, and a smooth skin that looked as thin as plant membrane.&nbsp; "Should we dispatch the alien?" asked the warrior with his rifle trained between her eyes, speaking in his native language of harsh caws and snarls.<br><br>The Regiment Leader holstered his sidearm, but did not give an order for the others to do the same.&nbsp; "Negative," he replied, "Take it to the Second Commander.&nbsp; He will want to observe this creature, maybe interrogate it."<br><br>Waving upwards with his rifle, the warrior made motions for her to get up and walk with the regiment, though the look in his eye promised no forgiveness if she tried to do anything that they didn't tell her to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:35:36</strong>
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				Darunia saw how they observed her and cursed silently. No they didn't understand her. They looked like...like animals. There was nothing human about them except for the way they walked. But their looks...it reminded her of dinosaurs. Than they started to talk. Darunia tried to understand but it was impossible. Their language sounded as mean as they looked. She shivered slightly and waited, her blue eyes large of fear. She saw how this one warrior that obviously had asked a question pointed his rifle directly between her eyes. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. Now he would kill her, she waited..<br><br>...but nothing happened. She had counted to 3, to 5, to 8...nothing. She heard another of these creatures talking and opened her eyes again. Watched them like a hawk, seeing every movement.&nbsp; Now the warrior made an upwards-gesture with his rifle and she slowly raised herself onto her feet. Than he motioned her to come with them. She kept her arms raised over her head and started to walk.<br><br>Maybe she was lucky it weren't humans after all. If it would have been humans they probably would have raped her. These creatures didn't seem to understand she was a woman, a delicate and slender elf. One of the most beautiful and innocent creatures in the universe. They didn't seem to understand her perfectly shaped body, wrapped in her seductively warrior clothing.<br><br>She was lead outside. Now she saw the space ship had destroyed a part of a forest. So it was no desert after all, it was a forest. She saw a couple of these creatures waiting outside and the warrior that walked behind her with the rifle, motioned her that she had to go towards this other group of creatures. She slowly walked over there. Her heart racing in her chest. One of them was probably the boss, some kind of commander or something. She stopped in front of the group of creatures and waited, her eyes wildly moving from left to right in panic. What would they do with her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:37:56</strong>
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				Hralken watched as the regiment filed out of the spacecraft, bringing their solitary captive with them.&nbsp; There was much murmuring among the warriors as they observed this strange creature, this thing with no tail or claws, but with strange growths on the side of its head.&nbsp; He, however, kept silent, as he needed to look strong and commanding for the warriors under him.&nbsp; To gossip would be to show uncertainty, and he would never stoop to that level.&nbsp; Still, he had to admit that she looked extremely odd.&nbsp; And the only reason why he labeled the alien as a 'her' was because her basic form was similar to that of their own females.<br><br>The regiment marched her up to him, the warrior with the gun pressing the barrel against her shoulder to force her down.&nbsp; Standing to one side of her, the Regiment Leader relayed his report after giving a quick bow of rank recognition:&nbsp; "Only one alien was found, Sir, and there were no other traces inside the ship.&nbsp; It is highly probable that she was a lone scout, sent to report findings of our planet.&nbsp; I have taken the liberty to send some trackers out to search for possible allies, seeing as she does not understand our language, and cannot give us more information."<br><br>Hralken nodded as the Leader finished, replying, "Good work.&nbsp; Bring her with us, and keep her under close observation.&nbsp; We will take her to a Quarantine Center for further observation.&nbsp; Radio ahead, too, and get the Royal Technician to meet us there.&nbsp; We will need his mechanical expertise."<br><br>The leader bowed again and motioned her towards a hovertruck that looked like it was meant to survive a bomb blast.&nbsp; The reality was that it was supposed to be strong enough to contain whatever was put into it, and they would not take any chances, even on such a frail-looking creature.&nbsp; But the one thing that nagged at Hralken's mind as he climbed back into the hover tank was . . . What if she was just the first?
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:39:38</strong>
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				Darunia now noticed this creature in front of her was obviously the leader. The one that held the gun pressed against her shoulder bowed for him and started talking. There was no chance she could understand this language. It was something she had never heard before. Instead of concentrating on what they were saying, she concentrated on their expressions now. It was neutral, the one in front of her, the obvious leader, radiated dominance. But they kind of all radiated that. Just that one radiated it more than the others.<br><br>She now was lead into a dangerous looking truck. What would they do with her? Why didn't they just kill her? She was pushed down on a seat inside the truck. The creature next to her with the barrel didn't leave her side. She wondered what they thought such a delicate and frail elf like herself would do against such mighty looking creatures like them. The fact that they guarded her in this way, that they watched her closely in every move, was just adding to her fear...her fear of not being able to escape the things they had in mind for her. She could only imagine what such creatures did in their spare time. Her imagination running wild as she shivered slighlty and took a look at the creature next to her again. What was under those clothes? Would they look like a dinosaur or a crocodile underneath? She had seen pictures of dinosaurs and crocodiles. If they were as dangerous as them than death was maybe the better solution for her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:41:23</strong>
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				Each Raptil city was actually fairly apart from each other, signifying a tribe that had joined up with the greater union.&nbsp; As such, transport was often a lengthy problem, until the scientists had discovered hover transportation, and the way to build the Accel-Path.&nbsp; A single vehicle, or a collection of vehicles, would gather in the entry port and then become isolated within a perfect sphere of energy.&nbsp; Then, the sphere would be propelled at extreme speed towards the exit port of its destination, meaning that each city was linked by huge and numerous tubes.&nbsp; The military even had their own, separate tube, which was even faster than the civilian tubes . . . And they had destinations that the civilian tubes did not have, like the Quarantine Centers, which were maximum-security areas that would house infectious disease victims, prisoners of war, high-profile criminals awaiting transport, and the occasional alien.<br><br>The battalion made its way into the military-only tube, the only sign of its working being the slight feeling of lightness around the body.&nbsp; It took only but a couple of minutes before they had arrived at the nearest center, a foreboding fortress with massive plasma walls, guards, automated weapons, and every conceivable precaution taken care of.&nbsp; The main body of the battalion waited outside while the alien transport vehicle and Hralken's hovertank went to the admission bay.&nbsp; The doors of the transport were opened to show two QC guards poking their own rifles in, though these had the option to stun as well as kill.<br><br>Hralken removed himself from the hovertank, walking over to where the QC guards were leading the alien to the blast doors that led to the decontamination and screening area.&nbsp; She would be scanned for harmful contaminants, and if any were found, she would be decontaminated and Hralken and all the other warriors would have to be, too, as well as the gear and vehicles.&nbsp; It was always a tedious and annoying process that made for a lot of paperwork in the end, but it was better to be safe than sorry.&nbsp; Hralken watched her progress from viewing rooms that were positioned next to the screening and decontamination chambers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:42:21</strong>
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				The only thing she felt was fear. Fear for those creatures, fear for their way of transportation, fear for the massive and threatening fortress and rifles they held pointed at her at all times. She shivered slightly in fear as they guided her out of the vehicle after they had arrived in front of what seemed to be a massive prison. She bowed her head as they walked over to a room full of electronical equipment. She had to stand in the middle of the room and suddenly a sort of fluid was sprayed on her. She didn't see the leader of those creatures anymore. Her big blue eyes kept on scanning the room and looking at the creatures. She wished somebody could tell her what was going on, somebody would tell her something. She did as they gestured her to do. She wouldn't dare to disobey. She could feel, sense, they would be dangerous. They were used to killing people,everything looked very violent. Tears sprang to her eyes as she realized she would not be out of here very soon, maybe never again...
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:43:23</strong>
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				As the screening supervisor had explained to Hralken the first time he observed the screening process, the spray was an isolating agent that would act as a neutral masking background on the recipients's clothes and skin, allowing any harmful contaminants to be more easily identified.&nbsp; A violet high-frequency laser beam activated in a grid pattern above her head, slowly progressing from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.&nbsp; It was attuned to recognize every kind of harmful microorganism, using the basis for what was considered to be "deadly attributes" on the Raptilan world.&nbsp; It was also of a such a high power that she would be able to feel the warmth of it as it passed over her, but it would not harm her in any way.&nbsp; One could hardly interrogate a pile of smoking ash.<br><br>The screen in front of the window showed up clean, though there were some missing lines on her face where the scan could not register, which made the screening supervisor give a small hiss of annoyance.&nbsp; He was all set to start the process over again, when Hralken stayed his hand with a dismissive wave.&nbsp; "I highly doubt those thin lines on her face will be the doom of us," he commented dryly, "Let her pass."<br><br>The supervisor clicked his fangs together in obedient acceptance, and instead unsealed the room.&nbsp; Another pair of QC guards stepped from the doorway on the opposite side that she had come in, motioning for her to walk through it.&nbsp; They would lead her to a secure Isolation Cell, where she would wait on her own while he and the Royal Technician observed her and figured out what to do with her.&nbsp; Now all that was left for Hralken to do was to wait for the Royal Technician to show up so they could get one step closer to questioning her.&nbsp; She was so . . . Radical, so unique, that he wanted to know everything he could about her.&nbsp; And help to dispel the nervously tight knot in his gut.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:44:28</strong>
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				She was scared of all that they did with her. The worst thing was that she didn't understand a single word of what they told each other. To her they had given up even talking, they only gestured. Those creatures all looked almost the same. As a violet laser surrounded her she panicked first, thinking this was going to kill her. Instead nothing happened. She had her eyes closed and swallowed hard. A silent tear running down her left cheek as she waited for the laser to finish it's job, whatever that was. She opened her eyes as the laser stopped moving. Than two of those creatures came into the room and gestured her to go with them. They brought her in a small room that was obviously a cell. There was nothing in there, only cushioned walls everywhere, probably to prevent suspects to commit suicide. The big question was, would those creatures do something that was so bad that suicide was the best way out? She leaned against one of the cushions on the left wall, sighed and looked up. She discovered camera's, so this was an observation room or cell. She shook her head in desperation and sank through her knees to the floor. She leaned her head on her knees and closed her eyes for a minute. She was so tired, so tired...and before she knew it she drifted off in a restless sleep, trying to escape this terrible planet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:45:32</strong>
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				Hralken watched the female from one of the observation cameras in the room next to the alien's Cell.&nbsp; There were four screens from all different sides of the room, and usually two QC scientists would observe the alien, taking notes on behavioral patterns and external appearances.&nbsp; But Hralken's interest in this one was too much for him to just let her be.&nbsp; And there was a small part of him that even felt sorry for her as she curled up on the floor, crying herself to sleep.&nbsp; She looked so fragile and harmless.&nbsp; But then, this could be a natural defense hiding an unparalleled inner strength.&nbsp; Was she really such a gentle creature, or was it a trap?&nbsp; It was this conflict that drove him insane.<br><br>For a long time, he stared at the screens along with the other scientists, trying to uncover the mystery that surrounded this alien.&nbsp; He only looked away when the door behind him breathed open and he heard the familiar rasping hiss of the elderly Royal Technician.&nbsp; For one so old, the Royal Technician was the greatest scientific mind on the planet, and was a frequent help when it came to investigating aliens.&nbsp; The Royal Technician had even established a program that could, with enough sentences from the alien, interpret the alien language and translate the Raptil language into that of the alien's.<br><br>The Royal Technician immediately headed to the screens and squinted at the images, only giving Hralken a cursory glance to make sure that Hralken gave a nod of respect due to the Royal Technician's higher caste position.&nbsp; There weren't many Raptil who were above Hralken's caste, and those only consisted of the Royal family and those who were in the Emperor's retinue.&nbsp; The Royal retinue could be identified by the lengthwise stripe of yellow and white feathers in their headdress, and the Royal Technician always made sure that his outfits were in the best condition.<br><br>"Has the alien shown any aggressive tendencies?" the old Raptil asked after a moment of silent scrutiny.<br><br>"No, none thus far," replied Hralken, "If anything, she has shone very passive tendencies."<br><br>The Royal Technician uttered a brittle caw of amusement and turned to Hralken with a smirk.&nbsp; "This alien has traversed the void of space all by itself, and you tell me that it is a passive creature?&nbsp; Hmm?"&nbsp; He turned away and started to walk out of the room, calling behind, "I am guessing that you would like to be present for my observations?"<br><br>"I would indeed," Hralken called back, "I just need to dismiss my troops first."&nbsp; He gave word to an underling waiting outside to take the army back to the barracks, and he walked over to where the Royal Technician, his assistant with the translator kit, and two armed and armored QC guards waited outside of the IC door.&nbsp; The Royal Technician nodded, and the QC guards unlocked the door, walking in before the others.&nbsp; While the assistant set up the microphone and computer to work on translation, the Royal Technician studied the alien and spoke quietly into a hand-recorder:&nbsp; "Vaguely Raptilan in form . . . Mammilian, so lack of tail and inclusion of hair . . . Looks slightly familiar, will have to look in the database for more study, try the Sol system . . . Going to try translation now."<br><br>While Hralken stood to the back of the group and watched over the procedure, the Royal Technician took the blue and globe-shaped microphone and held it in front of the female, opening and closing his mouth and motioning with his hand to mimic speaking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:46:28</strong>
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				As somebody unlocked the door she woke up. Her eyes flew open as she realized where she was and she crawled in the corner of the room that was far away from the door. With wide open eyes and pounding heart she waited. Two of what she thought were guards, entered, than another reptile who looked more important, there were feathers in his hairdress, very obviously no guard. Than behind him another higher person. Maybe general or officer. She had seen him before. Than she remembered, he was the one that was also there as they found her in her spaceship. She saw how the reptile with the feathers spoke something in a recorder as more guards hurried, putted a small table and a computer in the room. Her green eyes followed every movement of those creatures. Especially of the one with the feathers. <br><br>Than the reptile with the feathers came towards her. She pressed her back against the wall and begged him with her eyes to do her no harm. But the only thing he did was holding something in front of her that looked like a microphone. Than he gestured with his claw that she should talk. She cleared her throat and hesitated. Her eyes went from the reptile in front of her to the door, where she saw guards and the other higher ranked reptile. Than she looked at the creature in front of her with eyes full of desperation and spoke in a very soft almost angelic voice: " I...I come...in peace...please...don't hurt me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:47:37</strong>
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				The Royal Technician and his assistant stared at their computer, watching the screen as her words were recorded and extrapolated.&nbsp; Hralken had seen the process done many times before, but this was the first voice that sounded so . . . so beautiful.&nbsp; Like music.&nbsp; And the other Raptilan didn't even notice.&nbsp; She was like a crystalline figure:&nbsp; Fragile and pristine.&nbsp; But what did these others care of?&nbsp; Analyzing and categorizing her.<br><br>Wait a moment . . . This was an alien being.&nbsp; Hralken blinked and shook his head a bit.&nbsp; What was this?&nbsp; Was this a mesmerizing trick of hers?&nbsp; He quickly glanced at the others, and they did not seem to be acting odd.&nbsp; Perhaps it was him working too hard.&nbsp; He needed a break.&nbsp; A drink and a relaxing night would do him good.&nbsp; He quickly regained his composure as the Royal Technician waved his hand irritably as a sign for her to speak more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2015, 19:59:07</strong>
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				She didn't know what to say as the reptile in front of her gestured her to keep on talking. They scared and confused her with this. Were they trying to understand her? Why would they do this? Didn't they just want to kill her at this point? Were they translating this? Her eyes searched wildly through the room. She looked at the other creatures in the back of the room as she repeated her words slowly and carefully<br><br>"I come in peace...please don't hurt me..."<br><br>She tried to see in the faces of each of them if they did understand her now. If they reacted on her message. If this computer was able to translate her. She felt tears burning behind her eyes as she started to talk fast now, not really caring if anybody understood, she just wanted to speak it out:<br><br>" My spaceship crashed, it was an accident. I am just here to explore, I am not here to harm anyone. I am alone and unarmed. I come in peace"<br><br>She sighed deeply and waited for a reaction, any reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>10-06-2015, 19:50:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The more she talked, the more Hralken doubted that she came with evil intentions.&nbsp; She looked and sounded far too frightened to present any kind of a challenge.&nbsp; On the other hand, there was something about what the Royal Technician said . . . She had gone, alone, to an alien planet, where she might or might not encounter dangerous alien species.&nbsp; There had to be some sort of a fire within her.<br><br>The progress bar on the computer screen was finally full, glowing green to show its completion.&nbsp; With a triumphant clack, the Royal Technician snapped his jaws and removed a peripheral from the body of the computer:&nbsp; An earpiece with a wire and a tiny microphone on the end.&nbsp; The earpiece would allow her to hear everything in her language, while the microphone would translate hers into Raptilan upon her speaking.&nbsp; The Royal Technician mimicked to the alien of putting the earpiece against his own ear membrane and the microphone next to his mouth, then carefully put it on her, asking eagerly afterwards, "Can you understand me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 20:39:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She understood now what they were trying to do. They wanted to understand her and for her to understand them! She took the earbud with a thankful look in her eyes and put it in her ears. Than she listened to the voice that came from the earbud, a computervoice. It said: "can you understand me?" <br><br>Darunia nodded happily and said in the microphone that she grabbed with both hands now as if this would save her life <br><br>" yes...yes I can understand you...thank god." She repeated again with a soft smile of relief " I...I come in peace,I was sent to explore...my people are peaceful, we have our own planet and are searching for a planet with enough recources for us to live on." <br><br>She sensed that they were doubting about her being evil because she was alone and added quickly<br><br>"there are so few of my species left that I could only come alone...it would have erased our people if they had sent too many Elves" <br><br>She looked into the eyes of the reptile in front of her as she asked quietly "so...are you going to kill me now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 09:56:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The translated voice didn't do the alien's voice a shred of justice, the only major downside to the translating device, as far as Hralken was concerned.&nbsp; Probably nobody else here cared about that, so he kept his thoughts to himself.<br><br>All the Raptilan in the room listened to her story, and the Royal Technician gave a cracked caw of humor as he shut down the computer.&nbsp; "That is for your questioner to decide.&nbsp; We will see if you are telling the truth or not."&nbsp; He turned to Hralken and asked, "Are you satisfied with the results?&nbsp; Shall we send her out for questioning?"<br><br>Hralken hesitated for a second, then replied coolly, "I would like to handle the questioning myself.&nbsp; I need to ensure that there is no threat to the Raptilan.&nbsp; And here will suffice for questioning."<br><br>The Royal Technician blinked quickly, a sign of surprise, but then smiled slightly.&nbsp; "I think that someone is trying to ensure a higher appointment for himself.&nbsp; Your superior wouldn't take such matters into his own claws.&nbsp; Commendable."&nbsp; He and the others headed for the door, the Royal Technician pausing in the doorway to say, "A guard will be outside at all times.&nbsp; At the first hint of trouble, he will make sure that you are protected.&nbsp; I, myself, will not be far."<br><br>Nodding curtly, Hralken took a couple steps towards the alien and stood there, face expressionless and hands behind his back.&nbsp; He knew that the Royal Technician would be watching from the observation room, probably just as curious about the questioning as he was.&nbsp; After pausing a moment to scrutinize the alien, he asked calmly, "What is your name?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 19:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She understood every word of what those two were saying.&nbsp; They were still not sure whether she lied or told the truth. She wanted to shout at them,tell them she was telling the truth but she knew of course that that was the worst idea ever. So she kept quiet. And she understood that the one that was standing in the back would question her now. What more was there to tell? She didn't know what they wanted to hear from her. Back at her home-planet there was no such procedure for 'aliens' like they called her. There was no questioning and cells and translators. Even though she was very thankful that they had a translator here at this point. <br><br>She waited patiently in silence as the one reptile that questioned her before left and the guards did too. She followed the remaining reptile with her eyes as he came closer. She kept herself still against the wall, afraid that those creatures would do her harm. They were bigger, heavier and looked dangerous. Than he asked her about her name. She looked straight into his eyes with her big green ones and said in her soft voice <br><br>" Darunia, my name is Darunia"<br><br>She wasn't sure if this creature appreciated if she would talk more so she just kept quiet and waited for more questions to come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 09:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Darunia . . . Such an exotic and beautiful name.&nbsp; Everything about her was something akin to poetry in a person's form.&nbsp; But he could not be distracted.&nbsp; There was too much yet to do.<br><br>Giving her a gentle nod, he replied, "I am Hralken, Second Commander to the Raptilan army.&nbsp; It is my duty to ensure that Raptil is not threatened by any foreign invaders.&nbsp; As you have already seen, we have an army and a planetary defense system strong enough to withstand any attack, but we would rather avoid the personal bloodshed that would come from war.&nbsp; If we are pushed into fighting, though, we will fight to the last Raptilan.&nbsp; Think about this before you try to cover your true intentions.<br><br>"Now, tell me about your planet, your people, and what brought you here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 13:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at the creature who stated to be Hralken " true intentions?" she shook her head in disbelief and tried to stay calm again as she answered " Sir, I am Darunia, one of the few Elves left in this universe. In the past we lived on the planet called Earth trapped in a lost city. After the earth has been destroyed we managed to get out of there and we still live on the planet Earth on a fracture we call Chandos. Since there are not many recources left though, we are forced to move our species to another planet soon though, before the few remaining Elves will die. I was sent out to find a new planet to live. My spaceship had a malfunction and crashed by accident on your planet" <br><br>During her whole explanation she had looked up into the creatures eyes. She had managed to stay calm ,to keep her voice calm and clear. She repeated again<br><br>" I come in peace, I have no weapons and no intention to hurt you...look at me.." she slowly rose to her feet and raised her hands and arms " Elves are a peaceful species. We live hand in hand with nature, we respect every kind of life. We don't have army's or defense programms, we don't fight, we have no war" <br><br>She had seen that this creatures were a whole different kind. They would kill without hesitation if they would be threatened. Now she stood eye in eye with one of the highest ranked raptilans and she hoped she could convince him of her intentions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 21:21:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps it really wasn't a scouting mission for an invasion, as she was insisting.&nbsp; If things were as critical for the Elven race as this Darunia was saying, then they couldn't even begin to spare the bodily resources needed for an interplanetary attack.<br><br>Besides, seeing her standing in front of him, here, alone, in this cell . . . He found it even harder to believe that this Evlen race would be any kind of a match for them.&nbsp; Darunia, for example, had no protective scales at all, not like the other Raptilan.&nbsp; Her skin was so soft, so supple . . . And her smaller body, with its bounteous curves to her chest and hips, looked like it was made for beauty, not for fighting at all . . . <br><br>Hralken blinked heavily.&nbsp; How was Darunia closer to him?&nbsp; Come to think of it, wasn't he closer to the wall behind him before?&nbsp; What had just happened?&nbsp; He took a couple of steps backwards and tried to look not as interested as he had been.<br><br>But what were they going to do about her?&nbsp; If he let her go, he would face the full wrath of the Royal court.&nbsp; They would strip him of his rank and possibly even execute him for such a dire breach of protocol.&nbsp; But what would he tell her, then?&nbsp; That she was to be detained until further notice?&nbsp; Until she could be presented before the Court and they would decide her fate?&nbsp; Well . . . Better an honorable truth than a lie.<br><br>"I believe you, Darunia," he said softly, "The only problem is that many of the other Raptilan will be harder to convince.&nbsp; You will have to face judgment, and I cannot guarantee your freedom that easily.&nbsp; It will be best for you to cooperate as much as possible.&nbsp; If you try to resist in any way, I cannot promise your personal safety.&nbsp; Do you understand me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 13:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				During their conversations the raptilan came closer and closer to her. Suddenly he stepped back from her again as if he woke up from some trance. That was strange. Had he been attracted to her just now? <br><br>She listened to his words that came through her earbud as a computerized voice and nodded. She didn't understand why his species were so suspicious and couldn't trust easier, but of course she would not try to resist. She could see herself that she didn't have the slightest chance against those creatures. They were tall, strong and looked somehow mean, even when she started to believe some of them did have feelings or emotions. <br><br>She said in her angelic voice " I will of course cooperate, I will not resist. I will answer the questions you have. " She saw in this raptilans eyes that he didn't want to hurt her. She gave him after a bit of hesitation, a soft and reassuring smile. She didn't know if he was really worried about her, she liked to think and believe so, she liked to believe that those creatures were not as coldblooded as they looked like. She believed in the good side of everybody, like Elves did. And thus creatures had a good side too, or not?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 19:20:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything about this female spoke of honesty.&nbsp; It was evident in her body language, her voice, her eyes, and even in her words.&nbsp; Her armor alone, so sparse and . . . revealing . . . gave little room for treachery or deception.&nbsp; He highly doubted that she could hide any kind of weaponry in that outfit, and her form at least seemed to be far too frail to be used to intense physical combat.&nbsp; He, for instance, could easily wrestle her down and overpower her.<br><br>Hralken nodded and replied, "Good, that will definitely help in your defense when you are reviewed.&nbsp; I need to talk to some of the other officials, but I think that I can get you moved from here into an actual room.&nbsp; It will have to be in a security complex, I'm afraid, and you will have to stay there until your case is gone over, but I think that it will be much better than this Isolation Cell.&nbsp; You will have to wait, too, as I talk to the proper people to arrange the transfer, but it should be done before the end of the day.&nbsp; I'll be back with any news I can give you."<br><br>He looked up at the camera that was across from him and said clearly, "Questioning now completed."&nbsp; Giving one last look to Darunia, he turned and knocked on the door, signifying to the guard that he was ready to leave.&nbsp; The guard opened the door and he walked out, his brain already whirling with what he had to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 19:45:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened to his words, nodded that she had understood what he said and he left. She was alone again, Even when she suspected they were observing her from somewhere. There were camera's in the corners and they were too suspicious about her to just leave her unattended. At least the ones that had been there before Hralken talked to her. <br><br>She sat down again, pulled her legs against her body and waited. Waited of what was about to come. What did he mean with room? Did that mean she would have a bed and a toilet and such? Would that mean living without camera's and 24/7 observation? Would that mean they would stop treating her as if she wanted to destroy their planet? As if she was dangerous or poisoned or both? She didn't know. From what she understood was that it was at least better than this room. It looked a bit like a hospital that humans had. She was very familiar with the human race, she had lived very close to them and interacted with them too. Hell,Elves were humans but with stronger powers and different ears. Speaking of her powers, she couldn't use them somehow inside here. Not that it mattered, they were almost useless here. Her good nose, her perfect hearing and her capability of feeling tensions and presence of somebody was not very usefull. Apart from that were those creatures probably coldblooded and she couldn't feel their presence very good.<br><br>She sighed and slowly pulled the earbud out of her ear, laid that on her naked knee and waited...waited for Hralken to come back...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>10-07-2015, 15:21:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was not a lot of time to waste, and there was much that Hralken had to do.&nbsp; He first made his way to the observation booth, where he was sure that the Royal Technician would have a small interrogation of his own waiting for Hralken.&nbsp; Upon opening the door to the booth, he was surprised to see that the Royal Technician did not immediately accost him with questions, but rather continued to look at the screens with intense curiosity.&nbsp; It was a few moments before the aged Raptilan spoke:&nbsp; "You seem to be very supportive of this alien.&nbsp; There is very little to support her claims, and yet you believe her implicitly?&nbsp; Perhaps you really are not as careful as your superior."<br><br>Stifling the urge to swallow heavily, Hralken straightened himself and donned a confident and aloof look.&nbsp; "One only needs to look at her to see that she is no threat to a Raptilan one on one.&nbsp; She has no weapons, and her armor leaves much to be desired.&nbsp; Should we waste the time, resources, and space of a maximum-security facility when a simple prison will do?"<br><br>The elder shrugged his shoulders lightly and turned to face Hralken.&nbsp; "Does she have any natural defenses, hmm?&nbsp; Any telepathic ability?&nbsp; Could she turn the entire guard force of said prison against us without even having to lift a finger?&nbsp; You do not suppose that she could be biding her time until she could take over this world single-handedly?"<br><br>This was going to be tougher than he hoped it would be.&nbsp; Still, he had better get used to such thinking.&nbsp; There was going to be a lot of it when she would be presented to the Court.&nbsp; "If she had any, then she would have used them by now.&nbsp; How would it help her to hide it when she doesn't even know what is going to happen to her?&nbsp; If she had any of these defenses, she would have used them when my soldiers came face to face with her."<br><br>The Royal Technician stared at him critically, not saying a word, then shrugged again.&nbsp; "Lay it on your record, Second Commander," he warned, using a Raptilan phrase.&nbsp; "If this hypothesis of yours fails, then the blood of many a Raptilan will be stained on your claws.&nbsp; Not even your position will be able to save you then.&nbsp; You may go now.&nbsp; You have a long night ahead of you.&nbsp; I will remain here for a bit to conduct further observations, then I will return to my lab.&nbsp; There is some research that must be done."<br><br>Giving a quick bow, Hralken left the booth, breathing a quick hiss of relief as the door closed behind him.&nbsp; That had not gone so bad.&nbsp; Now all he had to do was run the gauntlets of moving her.&nbsp; In a way, he suspected that would be harder than being questioned by the Royal Technician.<br><br>His main priority was to talk to the warden of the Quarantine Center and fill out the necessary forms to get her transferred to a regular prison before the end of the day.&nbsp; Of course, the warden gave him the same concerns and complaints that the Royal Technician emphasized, but Hralken waved those away.&nbsp; And, above all, he made sure that the process would be completed before the end of the day.&nbsp; It was a habit of the Quarantine Centers to drag their tails with rules and regulations, and he wanted to keep Darunia away from that.<br><br>Once he was finished arguing with and placating the warden, he made his way back to the Isolation Cell that held Darunia, curious to see how she would react upon knowing that she was not going to be trapped in there for the night.&nbsp; He nodded to the guard outside the door and was let in, declaring to Darunia's curled form, "It is done.&nbsp; I've cleared the procedure with the warden, and you will be taken from here and moved to a prison within the Capital.&nbsp; It will not mean that you are to be released from captivity, but it will be somewhat more comfortable then this room."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From outer space (OmniscientOracle &amp;&amp;&amp; Devilishangel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilishangel</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 07:56:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Darunia had waited what seemed to be for hours. She wasn't even sure of Hralken would even come back. Maybe he told her beautiful lies. How could she know if she could trust this creature? They didn't look like keeping promises. She sighed slightly and with every minute more, she got more desperate. If Hralken wouldn't return maybe one of the others would be back soon. They didn't seem so friendly or willing to help like Hralken. No, she preferred Hralken to return in this matter. But she could hardly make any suggestions or wishes here.<br><br>Than the door opened and he had returned. She slowly uncurled herself, put the earbud back in her ear and slowly got up. Her eyes rested on his as he stepped into the room.&nbsp; He spoke in his to her alien language and she listened to the computerized voice that told her in English what he said. She smiled softly and nodded as she said in a whisper " Thank you". She was honestly thankful. Even when she didn't understand herself why. He was the same raptilan that took her hostage in the first place. But she could understand that he had no choice in the first place. She could have been a dangerous enemy, she could have been violent, an enemy. Now that he noticed that she was not, he treated her somewhat friendly. As friendly as possible she guessed in this harsh environment. His eyes were friendly, even when the rest looked very mean. She had to trust him, she had no other choice. She said in a soft voice " so...are you going to bring me there?" 
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