After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]
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				Title: <strong>After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>18-12-2015, 20:55:42</strong>
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				Delta 8 cruised at a low speed, the junker ship manned by a small crew and one android was on course for another asteroid ring. Apparently a ship had blipped on the radar and like any scavenger vessel in the system it was first come, first served for spare parts. Maybe it wasn't a respectable job, it certainly didn't pull in the credits (unless you came upon a barren luxury liner), and most of your time was spent either fighting or flying but it was a living. After all, as their captain always put it - <em>"If there weren't junkers, space would be littered with waste by now"</em>. Jackson was probably right given he was the only one about of the three, save the robot, with a degree.<br><br>Fae, the mechanic and general greasy monkey, had finally settled in for the night. Flopping down on her small cot, still sweaty and covered in oil. Out of all of them she was probably the one who enjoyed her job the most. Sure, it was normally between the decks platforms fixing or rewiring the flying death crate but she loved being able to use her hands. Not to mention she was the only one small enough to actually fit into the nooks and crannies. Being 5'0" and barely weighing in at 100bles soaking wet, Fae was lucky enough to even have a job in something she enjoyed. Given what she enjoyed was working on heavy machinery in too hot conditions with little to no protective gear. Nonetheless she was in heaven, or as close as one could been when their daily lives involved such things.<br><br>Her long, stringy red locks in desperate need of a good wash and all of her clothes stained with grease. Needless to say, she was just a messy sort. Then again one really couldn't expect a life of leisure on a working ship. Though she might just enjoy the chaos since her other shipmates generally seemed to keep clean...<br><br>Almost as soon as her head was on the cot, Fae was out but not for long. There was a sudden shudder, which she first ignored since it was common, then another and then a whole set until a blaring siren cried out. The halls and rooms awash with a red light and Fae was up. She'd barely made it into the hall with the large window when she came to reason what was going on. The planet they were passing had a much stronger gravitational force than was previously calculated and they were being pulled down towards it's surface.<br><br>The Delta 8 was only used for docking in space and had yet to be outfitted with powerful thrusters. The crew was jostled about helplessly as Captain Jackson barked orders the best he could. Fae, unable to get to the others, was forced back into her room by another more powerful tremor. Thrown against the far wall as the ship turned on it's head, spinning out of control. The little grease monkey was knocked unconscious long before the ship crashed into the unfamiliar planet's land.<br><br>Skidding and marring the dirt, windows broke and metal bent. Heavy, black smoke billowed from the wreck, frightening off anything in the near area for a while.<br><br>Fae awoke an hour later, mostly from pain. Her leg felt as though it were being ripped right from her body and as her eyes open she saw why. It was split open and she could see a too white bone sticking though her pale skin. A sharp sob came from her before she looked about, doing everything in her power not to gaze at the gnarly sight. She wasn't squeamish around blood but the sight was still unpleasant given it was her body. Fae was out in the open, knocked clear of the ship through one of the windows. Landing 'safely' on a the grass, who knows how long it had been since the crash landing. All she knew was that everything hurt, everything was hot, and that she wanted to die.<br><br>"C...Charlie?" She called out first, the medic never replied - later she would find her crushed under some fallen chairs and twisted metal. "Captain Jackson...?" Still no answer, neither did she hear replies for any of her other shipmates. Given that they hadn't survived the crash or were presently dying.<br><br>The little woman puffed a little, taking a few hard breaths as she pressed her uninjured leg into the dirt and dragged herself closer to an open rip in the ship. Knowing that if she could get to a medical kit then she could fix her leg up easy in one to two days, three max if she injected the wrong vein in the first go. She hissed as the broken limb dragged across the soil, feeling hot metal touch her skin was surprisingly more pleasant than the sun kissing at her pale back. Fae laid down once inside the rip. Everything tossed about, papers and glass strewn about. Wires showing from what use to be the floor, she breathed out through her nose - resting for the moment.<br><br>After her rest period, which was actually about an hour long, Fae tried moving again. Pulling herself to the nearest wall before sitting up. No first aid kit in sight with all the mess but she did see one down at the far end of the hall, over a knocked over book case which she couldn't scale in her condition at the moment. Tired and in pain, Far laid against the wall to catch her breath and did her best to mentally prepare herself for what was to come next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>19-12-2015, 07:21:11</strong>
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				Everything was going smoothly until the sky had lit up with flames. The bluish sun in the sky illuminated the beautiful landscape of the savannah-like landscape, open plains filled sparsely with small groupings of trees as far as the eye could see. That, and one lone figure traversing the wide open fields. Every once in a while, the large bipedal reptile would kneel down to make an observation: a tuft of fur here, a large paw print there. It would be obvious to any that watched that it was hunting. At least until a ball of fire streaked across the sky with the sound of booming thunder. <br><br>A hiss of anger leaked from a pointed muzzle covered in scales, the colored flesh on the underside of it's neck turning from a soft green color to an angry red. Whatever in the hells that thing was it had most likely scared off its prey. But as the reptile was about to turn away and try and salvage his hunt, it felt the earth shake and heard a sundering crash in the distance. At that, it's curiosity piqued. Was it a star that had crashed perhaps? It was uncommon, but it did happen. And usually they brought in a hearty amount of money when salvaged. <br><br>Not one to pass of an opportunity for profit, the reptile quickly began to make its way towards where the object had crashed. The hunt it had been hired for May have been ruined, but at lease he could possibly bring something of value back. <br><br>--------------------<br><br>What Tarakk found was not at all what he had expected. After a few hours of travel, he had finally found the crashed object using his keen sense of smell and the plumes of smoke to guide him. Upon seeing a gigantic metal object that had carved a long path in the ground though, he had stopped in his tracks. Now, his kind wasn't exactly advanced mind you, but he knew an artificial object when he saw one. It looked to have been made out of a material similar to the steel pauldrons, bracers, and greaves that adorned his emerald scales that were speckled with colors of sandy yellow and woody brown. The steel components of his armor were attached to his body with tough strips of brown leather crisscrossing his heavily muscled form, one of which belt the sheath of a long and wicked looking blade. <br><br>Still taken aback from he surprise of the artificial object, the young yet large male cautiously moved through the wreckage, looking for anything of value. Well, of particular value. Being made entirely of metal, the entire thing was a proverbial goldmine to him. But if there was still anyone around, he probably wouldn't be able to take anything from it since it was theirs. <br><br>"Is anyone there?" Tarakk called out in a deep baritone voice that almost seemed to rattle in his throat. "Show yourself if you are!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 01:44:22</strong>
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				The human breathed out slowly, her head back against the cooling metal. All her hard work and years spent fixing up this busted heap for not. Of course, she was upset about the loss of her crew but this ship was practically her baby and she would grieve for it all the same. After a moment of silence Fae looked back to her busted leg, shuddering at it's sight before glaring at the medical kit still out of reach. Charlie had always talked about being prepared and keeping personal kits on hand because she couldn't be in two places at once. The small woman gave a sour smile, as ever her hubris was her own fault and now she was reaping the rewards of being stubborn.<br><br>Tugging her dirty tank top up and off her sore shoulders, leaving her in the work out bra that tightly kept her small bust in place and out of the way. She wiped her forehead and after another few breaths she carefully ripped her baggy pant leg open to get a better look. Hissing all the while with a grimace. It was indeed a compound fracture and messy, hard iron scent and deep red blood greeted her. After getting a better look she let it be knowing infection was possible from messing with it too much.<br><br>It wasn't until she heard some strange, deep clicking did she finally glance up from the wound again. She'd never heard anything like that before so apparently whatever planet they landed on wasn't barren. Fae squinted at the open rip, reaching behind her for anything hard that could be used as a weapon just encase whatever was coming was dangerous. She managed to grab hold of a half broken cane, swallowing the lump in her throat knowing well it was one of Jackson's. The head adorn in a golden handle with the late man's initials for holding onto it easier.<br><br>Fae gripped the hard wooden cane in her right hand, the handle at the end so she could leave a nasty dent in whatever tried to get too close for her liking. Still the creature advanced, she could hear it coming closer since everything else was dead silence so in hopes to frighten it away she cracked the metal against the wall. Creating a hard, echoing noise throughout the hollow - she was armed, albeit poorly but she was bound and determined to stay alive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>22-12-2015, 06:27:02</strong>
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				The sharp clang of metal on metal made Tarakk whirl around towards the sound, his teeth bared as he released a low hiss. There was indeed something or someone there. If it was indeed a someone, they were probably trying to be quiet and sneak up on him and accidentally knocked something over. His long forked tongue quickly flicked out a few times, tasting the air for an idea for what was perhaps to come. It was no use though. All of the scents and the tastes around him were so different, so alien. The only thing he could discern was something akin to blood. Maybe the someone was injured and was making noise for help?<br><br>Soon the large reptile made his way to one of the bulkier parts of the hulking pieces of metal, a large rend in it's side. Tarakk decided that this was definitely the one, as he could taste the blood in the air as well as hear something's labored breaths. One hand on his sword's handle, the male quickly ducked into the small hole, only to stand hunched over a few feet from the strangest creature that he had ever seen. His head cocked confusedly to the side, stopping his advance in surprise. What was this thing, it's head so round and matted with red fur that completely contrasted it's pale skin? It was so small and almost frail looking too.<br><br>As he observed the strange being, the overgrown lizard caught another whiff of blood. After looking over it quickly again, he could see that it's leg was horribly injured. The thing's clothing had been torn open to reveal a long white bone that stood ominously out from the bleeding flesh of it's leg. Obviously, it needed help. His curiosity could be settled later.<br><br>Reaching into a leather pouch belted to the leather skirt about his waist, he produced a small tin container which he opened to reveal a dirty brown sort of gel. The substance was usually used by hunters or sellswords, as they often got injured and needed to use something to keep their wounds from getting gangrenous. It was very expensive, but it was usually worth the money if it saved your life. And by the looks of it, this creature needed it. <br><br>"Stay still." Tarakk grunted as he reached out a clawed hand that he had dipped in the substance, intending to apply it to the wound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>28-12-2015, 18:55:46</strong>
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				Fae's arms were tired now after her little stunt which only drew in the creature rather than repel it. And for a moment as they gazed at one another she could only ponder what in the ever loving fuck it was. Obviously reptilian in nature - she'd seen kin of those before, though generally much smaller and friendlier than what she thought of this grand being to be. Charlie would probably be having a field day, this guy would be right up her alley given she enjoyed learning ever single little detail about a new species before moving to the next. Not so much sexually, just the kind of hunger only a crazed scientist would understand as Fae surely didn't.<br><br>She was more alike to Jackson than she'd rather admit. If there was something bigger than you, possible hungry, and armed then it was to be regarded as dangerous until either dispatched or conversation could take place. "Back the fuck up, mister." She spat, with interstellar travel and how English had changed throughout the millenniums there was just no telling how or if the creature would understand her. But as it continued on it's direct path for her she could only come to the conclusion that it did not. So with that knowledge in mind she wielded the battered cane up to give the great beast what-for if it came at her too quickly for her liking. She watched him with palpable distrust yet she frozen up some when he reached for the tin in his bag, huffing defiantly. Being human she had no real defense, save the make shift weapon, as the alien stalked closer.<br><br>Whatever was in the tin smelled rancid and Fae could only ponder the worst, which didn't really help her any. She swung the cane at Tarakk, missing him by a mile and only serving to let out a feeble and warble like cry of pain when her body and leg moved in unison. The young woman dropped the weapon in favor of gripping her pant's leg, which was far more malleable to the touch as she huffed and puffed out air through her teeth. Her muscles stiffened and she couldn't move without feeling an ounce of pain shooting up from her busted leg, hot pin pricks of tears dared to resurface from her green eyes before they made clean stripes down her dirty face. It felt as though her whole little form was being torn apart even after she stopped moving. She'd had injuries before, one or two as bad as this leg but never had she or one of her crew mates never been able to give aid within a matter of minutes. While pain was still something natural to Fae, she rarely got to experience it for what it truly was - a living hell.<br><br>Her small hands clenched harder to the fabric, head back against the wall as she tried to calm herself down which would give Tarakk the time needed to administer his expensive medicine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>29-12-2015, 06:51:12</strong>
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				The reptile tilted his head in curiousity as the creature began to make noise. Perhaps it was trying to speak to him. Whatever was said sounded angry and hostile though. A suspicion that was confirmed after the thing swung a stick with a heavy metal head on top of it. Luckily the swipe at him missed, but barely. And thankfully, the creature dropped it's weapon to clutch at it's injured leg. <br><br>With a throaty hiss, Tarakk glared at the strange being before flicking the stick aside with his tail. Now that the thing was sufficiently disarmed, the reptile stepped forwards more boldly. Putting the container of cream onto the ground, he used his free hand to tear away any cloth still near the wound with ease using his sharp black claws. Once the leg was clear Tarakk reached down with his other hand and gently applied the gel to the creatures open wound. It would sting like hell for a few moments, but it should keep it from getting infected. Huffing in satisfaction, he stepped back again from the thing before it decided to try harm him again. <br><br>"You'd better be grateful strange one." The lizard grunted as he collected his container and set it back away in his pouch before sitting down to look at it. "If you take up anything more of mine I'll end up owning you with what you are costing me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>29-12-2015, 09:03:25</strong>
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				Fae made a weak noise in the back of her throat as it continued to come closer, she was far in too much pain to fight back as it ripped at the already rather large hole in her jeans. The gel hurt but honestly not much more than what she was already in and after a few moments her whole leg was numb. She finally opened her eyes, gazing down at the sight once more. It felt strangely dysphoric. Here was her leg, she could see it and still feel it with her own hands but it itself was numb and she couldn't feel the pain anymore.<br><br>Whatever the creature had put on it actually helped and she regretted being so rude to him, though before this she didn't know his intentions and didn't allow this to keep her down. Especially now that she could move without too much pain and trouble to get to the kit. Though it spoke again but to her it just sounded like clicks and hisses, still it didn't sound too friendly but that might still be her blooming mistrust. She cleared her dry throat before speaking for herself, not that either of them could understand the other; "Well... thanks. Thanks a lot, I guess." Fae mumbled some. It felt strange but hopefully the soft tone of her voice would convey what her words meant.<br><br>She laid back against the cool metal which felt nice on her sweaty skin once more, dying pheromones of stress still reeking off her small frame. The human waited for a few more moments to catch her breath before she tried to move again. Away from him and the cane - down the toppled, messy hall. Not in a way of fleeing, which would be stupid with her leg but it would be clear she was searching for something that was obviously of value to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>29-12-2015, 18:56:26</strong>
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				Whatever the creature said with it's strange grunts made no sense to Tarakk, but the tone had definitely quieted down. Perhaps it was trying to actually be friendly. Or grateful. It sounded something along those lines at least. <br><br>When it started to move Tarakk just shook his head in bewilderment. If it was badly injured, it shouldn't try to travel anywhere without aid, even if it was just a&nbsp; little ways away. Whatever it was after must be important if it was putting itself through all that pain. Still, not a very smart thing to do if you had someone that could help.<br><br>With a huff, the reptile stood up again only to step over to the creature with a couple large strides, his clawed feet clicking against the hard metal floor. Reaching down, Tarakk grabbed hold of the thing's shoulder and held it still in place. Once it looked at him he pointed to the ground with once long finger before speaking. <br><br>"Stay." He rumbled. <br><br>Then, pointing to himself and then in the direction the being was heading in, he gave her a questioning look. Hopefully the message would convey itself through their language barrier and it would realize that he was saying that he'd get whatever it was after. After all, why would it need to put itself through pain like this?
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 04:21:58</strong>
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				While her leg no longer hurt, or at least she no longer felt the pain thanks to the gel, she was still generally sore all over. But that didn't quite matter to her at the moment however her intent was stopped as she heard the beast moving again. Her attention back on him with a quizzical look to her face while he rumbled at her and then pointed, the latter she could understand better. She nodded carefully, feeling her neck pop a little due to her stiffness, still she hoped that would be understood.<br><br>Fae looked back down the hall and pointed, though she was rather certain he wouldn't be certain of what she wanted. Then she noticed the rather red gleam on her fingers from when she had been clutching her leg. Grabbing up a piece of paper, as they were scattered everywhere and within easy enough reach, before marking out the cross that would be on the box. It was an iconic symbol to her people and recognized across the galaxy, even early contacts had adopted the symbol to make aid easier due to it's simplicity.<br><br>"This. Find this." She said as she held up the paper smeared with the mark, it was crude compared to what would be on the box but as long as he found it she really didn't care about her lack of art skills. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 07:49:53</strong>
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				Tarakk snorted in confusion as the creature simply pointed down the hall in the direction it was heading. Yes, he knew it needed something from down there, but it's finger wasn't even pointed to anything in particular. How was he supposed to know what to retrieve for it? Maybe the thing hurt it's head as well...<br><br>Thankfully it drew a picture on a very flat piece of paper afterwards though. If it wasn't for that, the reptile would probably have brought every object down the hallway to it before he got the right thing. It was a fairly simple drawing, but he was able to tell that it was a symbol of some sort. Well, probably.<br><br>Taking the strange material from the thing's hand, Tarakk stood slowly and began to walk in the direction she was heading in before. His eyes drifted slowly over the mess in the hallway, seeing many strange things, but nothing with that symbol. There was one item though, that made him pause for a moment. Bending down, he carefully picked up another flat sheet similar to the paper he was holding, but glossier. To him it looked like a strange painting of some sort but more detailed and more vibrant. Depicted on the sheet was a small group of beings, one of which looked exactly like the creature he just met. One less torn up at least. <br><br>Tarakk decided to put that into his pouch. It could possibly be valuable, as good paintings were hard to come by sometimes. Maybe his kind could learn how to paint in a similar manner from it. <br><br>When he finally reached the far end of the hall, the reptile immediately found the object the thing indicated to him as the symbol stood out quite a bit from the white backdrop of the case. It also became apparent to him, that the creature probably would not have made it onto the shelf looking object that it was on. So after grabbing the case (and a few books as they were also usually fairly expensive), he began to quickly make his way back to the injured being he had temporarily left behind and dropped the container beside it gently. <br><br>After that was done, Tarakk sat down next to the creature once again. This time though, he had something to try entertain himself with. Opening the first book he had grabbed, the reptile examined the strangely thin pages (his kind's pages tended to be thicker so their claws did not tear them) and a few pictures which he did not understand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 10:55:42</strong>
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				Once the creature returned and Fae got the case she set to work quickly. Her fingers fumbled as she worked the case open, feeling shaky as she pulled out the needle. It was primitive by medical standards of the day but Delta 8's funding was short and it still worked. She took out the regenerative, a bottle had already broken leaving her with only one shot - literally. Either way it would work but the wrong vein would mean the difference between a one day or three day wait for the leg to completely heal. That could mean life or death since she couldn't go anywhere, she wouldn't be able to find goods to survive sooner if she did it wrong. How funny, a salvage worker having to salvage from her own ship.<br><br>Fae took a breath before injecting herself, thanks to the numbing gel it didn't sting as much as she'd grown use to and she let out a low whine. More akin to a stressed hiss than anything as she pulled the needle out with a disgusted shudder. She hated needles but thankfully she'd gotten the right vessel and wouldn't be out of commission for more than a night or two.<br><br>Opening her pinched eyes, blinking away the blur before she looked to him again. Flipping through one of the ship's manuals and in his lap was one of her own books - the trashy and extremely fictional (it should be illegal by how inane it was) romance novel. Sure, he didn't know what it happened to be but she couldn't stop the rush of color to her cheeks.<br><br>"Hey." Fae piped, her voice taking a high and stressed note as she scooted over to him to grab for the book. Her brows furrowed and her face red with embarrassment. She'd gotten shit for the crappy book from her late crew members and that's all she could think of when she saw the beast with the leather back travesty. He might not understand her language, he probably would never be able to understand it. But all Fae knew was that the book itself wasn't what she wanted anyone to ever find and she wanted it back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 06:18:40</strong>
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				The reptile looked down from the strange book at the creature at his feet as it spoke. Seeing that it's hand was going to the book in his lap, Tarakk's hand automatically snapped down and grabbed at her wrist, holding it in place as it reached the book. It's hand was quite small compared to his scaled and clawed one. Yet it was remarkable in it's own way. The thing's flesh was soft and warm, contrasting greatly in comparison to his own. Very pleasant and relaxing in fact. He doubted that it could actually harm him without any sort of weapon, so his grip relaxed somewhat. <br><br>Tarakk guessed that the book probably belonged to the creature, since it was so desperate to take it from him. Looking into it's face, he could see that it wanted the book badly. He guessed that he could always salvage and sell another book or something from this ship. Anything to get him some amount of money from this adventure since whatever happened here scared off the quarry he had been chasing forever. <br><br>So with a large sigh, Tarakk released the thing's hand and allowed it to retrieve it's book before browsing through the other one again. Hopefully the creature wasn't attached to everything here and he could use something. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 07:15:39</strong>
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				When the beast snatched up her wrist she frozen in turn. While he seemed to take a moment to marvel at her skin and temperature, she did as well with him. Well, as much as she could between the sudden fright of being grabbed and overwhelming discomfort of his scales. She could feel that the alien was much stronger than her but that was pretty obvious from the look of him. He was far larger than she could ever hope to be, musculature worked from years on this planet. Fangs, claws, a hard hide covered with scales - Fae would be useless in a fight, with or without this injury. Though as he released her and she took the book she didn't have to worry about that fearful thought.<br><br>Her lips pursed a little and she sat back, holding the book close to her small frame. Thumbing the spine softly, "Thanks." She mumbled. It was strange to continue speaking even though she knew the being would never understand her, but it felt even stranger to not speak. Fae was talkative, whether someone wanted to listen or not, there was just so much to share. Though maybe she just noticed how much was left unsaid when no one was around. After another quiet moment watching him, she waved her hand to gain his attention before pointing to herself.<br><br>"Fae." The little human spoke slowly. Pointing once more to herself, "My name is Fae." Pronouncing the last word slowly while touching her barely covered chest, hoping he would get the gist of what she was saying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 19:03:02</strong>
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				The thing's waving quickly drew Tarakk's attention, causing him to set aside the book so that he could give it the attention it seeked. He was growing tired with the book anyways, so he may as well humor it. Perhaps he would learn something even. <br><br>It soon became evident that the creature was attempting to communicate it's name to him as the young reptile watched her gesture and speak in strange grunts. Something that sounded like<em> 'Fae'</em>. It sounded odd, but that somehow fit this strange being. Now that it had told him it's name, he supposed that it was expecting his now. So with a heavy sigh, the lizard pointed to himself and got ready to attempt to teach it his name.<br><br>"Tarakk." He stated, his name rumbling lowly in his throat. "I am Tarakk.<br>"Fae." Tarakk said, repeating its name with difficulty to practice saying it as he pressed a claw tip gently to it's chest. <br><br>Speaking of it's chest, it seemed to have a gentle swell below it's coverings. Perhaps something like mammary glands like other mammals often had. Was this creature a female? There wasn't really any other way to tell, as he did not know what females and males in her species looked like compared to each other. He could easily find out if he cut away the cloth, but it was always a shame to cut good material like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 23:57:56</strong>
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				It was rather strange trying to teach and learn at the same time. Normally a translator was used, either the android or a person that knew both English and the native language. Since Fae had neither of those she was on her own for the remainder of her stay. The giant returned with a strange rumble of his own but he seemed to get her name off the bat.<br><br>Fae, however, had a few issues with his. "Tai...?" The woman started, facing twisting somewhat quizzically as she tried to judge his reaction. "Tire rack?" She asked. That didn't sound right so she tried again, "Tairack?" No, not that.<br><br>She didn't get much chance to try again as he moved one of those clawed hands towards her, instinctively she moved away but wasn't quite fast enough as his fingers idly bumped against her chest. Sure, she didn't have much in that department but that didn't really stop her from being protective of her own body. Especially when the giant beside her had giant claws. Though after the poke he didn't seem to do much else than that so she let it be.<br><br>"Tarakk?" Fae finally asked, a brow quipped up as she pointed at him. It sounded right but after all the prior failed attempts she wasn't so sure anymore.<br><br>After that she laid back with her hands clasp over her stomach as she stared up at the ceiling, which happened to be the floor actually. It was strange for her. She'd lived in this ship for years, she knew it's inner most workings and mechanics, every single inch was her domain. Now her baby was wrecked and would never be space worthy again. With that thought in mind she wondered if maybe this planet had a station of it's own, it was worth trying to find out.<br><br>Fae glanced to the giant lizard, clearing her throat before speaking. "Tarakk?" She called for his attention again while sitting up with a small grunt of air, she shifted through the papers around her knowing well that a schematic would be beside her since these were the captain's files. Finding one that was a rough but understandable look of the exterior of the ship before holding it up. "Ship." She said pointing to it, repeating it a couple times before pointing outside and gesturing wide. Hoping he would understand what she was meaning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:31:38</strong>
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				Tarakk released a low rumbling chuckle as the creature began to try pronouncing his name. It was quite amusing to watch actually. When it finally pronounced it correctly, the lizard grinned widely and bobbed his head up and down in an affirmative. Perhaps if it was able to learn his name, the being could also learn to speak his language and communicate. <br><br>When it lay back, the reptile decided to observe it a bit more, try to see if he could try to figure anything out about the creature as it relaxed. With it on it's back, it was a bit easier to tell that there were two fleshy mounds upon its chest, though they were smaller compared to its body than most mammalian breasts he had seen on the local beasts. The creature's flesh was smooth and bare under its clothing, which seemed strange to him as most of the mammals he had seen had at least a little fur to cover them. And nothing he had ever seen had quite a mane of red fur upon their head either. That was perhaps the most bizarre thing about it actually. What sort of natural advantage could that have? Maybe to attract mates? <br><br>As it sat back up and said his name, he looked at it inquisitively. The following gestures that the creature made confused him quite a bit, as did the noises. What was it saying, or asking about? He cocked his head to the side in his confusion, looking at it strangely. Was it talking about a flying creature perhaps? They did have a few of those on this planet, but why would it ask about them? Thinking that he'd try nonetheless, in response he put his clawed hands together and flapped them like wings, giving the creature an inquisitive look as he did so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 21:22:38</strong>
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				Tarakk didn't seem to quite understand when Fae tried to give an example of what she was looking for. She gave a small huff of a noise before finally pointing to the downed ship, then flattening out her free hand, and giving her best impression of blast off. Sound effects and all. It was rather silly but she hoped he understood that better. Then again, Fae sucked at charades so it mostly just looked like she was miming a weird explosion. She made the decision then and there to either teach the beast English or learn his language, just enough to explain what she needed so she could get off this hunk of rock.<br><br>Being on a planet was unfamiliar for Fae. She had been born on a freight tanker while in orbit, being bound to the laws of natural gravity was strange and unwelcome to her. There were a few times Delta 8 would land but she rarely ventured from her baby, save only to buy new mechanical parts or tools before returning quickly. Needless to say, the human was not pleased being permanently docked.<br><br>The small human laid down again, her eyes closed and faced pinched up some as she tried to ponder what to do. For the few days she would be useless, relying only on what she could reach. Moving while the chemical healing agent was generally ill advised but before Fae had her crew mates to look after her. She peeked one open to glance at the giant reptilian beside her. Wondering if she could even trust Tarakk. He had come to her aid long before anything or anyone else but part of her knew he hadn't come to help her. Judging by his interest in the books he'd gathered earlier he was probably a scavenger like her. Looking for a lucky score and this huge junker was probably just what he'd been hoping for. It didn't quite upset her as she thought it would, this was her life too - the money was good for metal, fabrics, books, everything in a fair condition could make profit. Even poor quality metals that would be used for nothing more than scrap still fetched a couple credits. It would be only natural for him to wish for a bit of that, Fae didn't really blame him.<br><br>She turned her head now to get a better look at the beast. As strange as he was, she'd never seen something like him before. Generally space travelers were also mammalian like humans though not all of them humanoid, it was rare to find reptilians among the stars mostly because it was hard to completely regulate their body temperatures but those that have managed and were about his size came from warring races. Though thankfully they kept their spouts to themselves. Her nails ran against the palm of her hand, the one that had been grabbed earlier and out of some strange curiosity she reached out to touch his long tail. Maybe it was a poor and mistaken thought but she was going to try anyway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 01:25:27</strong>
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				Tarakk just chuckled loudly once more as the creature made more silly gestures and sounds, his scaled jaws opening this time to reveal the serrated teeth lining his jaw. The lizard man just shook his head in reply, as he had never heard of anything like that before. Whatever it was, it sounded very noisy and bizarre.<br><br>While he was busy laughing though, he did not see the creature reach for his tail. The moment it grabbed his tail, he jumped in surprise, the tail tip quickly whipping away from it. He glared at the creature angrily for a moment, before realizing that it was just curious about him as he was of it. Maybe if he let it examine him, he could do the same of it. It would be nice to find out more about this weird thing. <br><br>So he slowly slid his tail closer to the creature so it could reach the long limb once more. He pointed to his tail and nodded to the thing, hoping that it would convey that he was giving his permission for it to continue. After a while he'd try to do the same, but he'd let the smaller creature become comfortable with him first. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 04:14:25</strong>
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				Her hand recoiled back to her chest when the creature whipped it's tail about, his glare evident though it seemed to subside as soon as it crossed his face. Though as he motioned to the extremity before moving it closer to her and she nodded slowly in return. She reached out, one hand at a time as they moved over the hard and thick scales of his tail. Turning it carefully in her hands as she inspected it. Well, gazed at it really. Charlie would have really liked this guy right from the start, though Fae was still rather uncertain herself.<br><br>Still he did seem pretty cool and he was rather helpful before, she was just hoping this wasn't going to turn bad. Fae decided to press that thought away in favor of walking her fingers down as far as she could reach, which wasn't much given she couldn't move from her spot at the moment. Still it was an interesting experience and she was immersed in the act, his skin tough though here and there a scar would appear. Either life was dangerous on this planet or he was a risk taker of some kind. Her digits stroking over a few of these scarred grooves - she didn't really seem to pay him any mind as she looked his tail over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 06:45:04</strong>
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				The mammal's hands felt rather odd running along his tail, mostly because of how warm and soft they felt. His kind were reptilian, so naturally they were more cold blooded, and their skin was covered in scales. Even what mamallian creatures he had been in contact before weren't like this, as they usually had fur or some sort of rough leathery skin. <br><br>At the same time though, it felt rather pleasant as well as strange. Like a nice warm massage almost. It was nice to have his tail get this kind of attention. Tarakk's eyes closed for a moment, his throat releasu a soft rumble of contentment. He was definitely starting to take a liking to Fae. <br><br>Opening his eyes again, the reptile found himself again fascinated by its head of fur. A clawed hand soon reached out and began to comb through the unruly mess. He imagined that it would most likely look quite captivating if properly cleaned and groomed. For now though, it was rather greasy. He'd perhaps have to find some water for it later so that it could actually cleanse itself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>23-01-2016, 00:21:21</strong>
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				The rumble was a good sign, or Fae hoped it was, it didn't sound like his earlier growl but at the same time she knew little of his people so this could be another warning. Still unless he pulled away she continued to touch. Running her thin, nimble fingers against the nicks and healed scars.<br><br>Though she froze when his hand reached out once more, slowly blinking as she watched those long clawed digits mesh into her hair. Breathing out when he chose to be gentle. Soon enough she found herself rather tired, the medicine doing it's work and she shook her head a little to free her hair from his hand as she pulled away.<br><br>Satisfied with her finding, not that she really cared about his body scientifically, Fae moved away to lay back against the floor. She gave a small puff of air as she tried to get comfortable again. Readjusting the tight sports bra with a yawn. With her leg numb she couldn't tell if the injection was working or not but at least she knew it the morning, or whenever she woke up the bone would have been forced back into place thanks to the contracting muscles. It would be better for her to get a couple hours of sleep because she knew that was going to hurt like hell once the numbing agent in his gel wore off.<br><br>"Night, Tarakk." She mumbled while staring up at the ceiling, the inside of the ship had cooled down some but it still retained a nice sum of heat from the sun and crash.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 08:29:49</strong>
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				Tarakk felt somewhat disappointed when Fae moved away from him, along with its hair which he had found so fascinating. But at the creature's yawn, he understood that it needed some rest, especially after such a bad injury. The lizard himself had to stiffle a yawn, as he had been doing nothing but hunting for the entire day. It seemed that they at least had that in common. <br><br>He supposed that the strange shelter that he found the creature in was suitable place to rest. The metal surfaces were quite warm after all. There probably wasn't even any need for him to build a fire to keep himself heated throughout the night. <br><br>Deciding that it was a good time to get some of his own sleep, Tarakk unstrapped his armor and pouches from his body until he was left with only a simple loincloth over his front to cover the bulge of his genital pouch. His species didn't really have everything hanging out, so they were more open about their bodies than one would find most other cultures were. <br><br>Now mostly unclothed, the reptile settled himself nearby Fae and proceeded to try and make himself comfortable. The ground was hard and unyielding, but he was soon pleased enough in the position he ended up in, with his body and tail curled up around himself. After all, it was the best way to conserve body heat. He wondered if the creature had to do the same sometimes. Or if it was as warm as it was all the time. <br><br>Hearing the thing's voice, he slowly slid an eyelid open and peeked out from under his tail to see that it had settled down itself nicely enough. The creature was probably just wishing him a good rest since it began to drift off again though. <br><br>"Goodnight, little one." He rumbled in reply before falling asleep himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 01:06:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fae was so surprised about how quickly she fell asleep albeit her dreams were hard and dark with images that frightened her. She woke with a start, blinking and moving to hold onto herself, her eyes falling on the ceiling once more. She let out a small puff of air, her skin feeling sticky with sweat and as she started working back of what happened yesterday she looked to the giant reptilian who still seemed to be snoozing well. Part of her actually felt better knowing he was still here, she didn't like the idea of being alone and even if they couldn't speak properly to one another - it was better than being alone.<br><br>After she managed to calm down a little from her little fright Fae slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position. A smile drew onto her lips as she looked at her leg. Her bone had been forced back into place and was no longer noticeable. Scar tissue and skin already forming and with an ever so careful hand she probed the injury. A hiss drew from her, the numbing gel had worn off and she could feel the sharp sting. Fresh tears pin pricked on the side of her eyes and she pulled her fingers away. "A...ah, fuck." Fae mumbled under her breath. Letting out long, draws of air to calm down again. So much stress in such a short matter of time wasn't something she was unfamiliar with. The work she'd done was full of stress and after another set of minutes she was well.<br><br>Fae glanced back to her sleeping companion then back to her leg before she forced herself to scoot over to the huge beast again. She would have waited to see if he'd wake up on his own but her patience wasn't what she was known for. Reaching out she touched his back, he felt chilly and she wondered if he had died from being to cold but that didn't seem possible with how warm it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>09-02-2016, 06:29:44</strong>
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				Tarakk hated mornings more than anything. Since his kind was cold blooded, they got rather chilled and sluggish when they were sleeping. He had started the slow process of waking up only when he felt Fae's warmed touch upon his back. Subconsciously, he shifted his body slightly, arching towards this source of heat. His tail had even reached out and tried to wrap itself slowly around the source of this heat. <br><br>When the overgrown lizard had finally come to, he blearily opened his eyes after a wide yawn that displayed his maw of sharp teeth. Even with whatever was warming his back at that moment was helping, he needed to wake up faster. Luckily, his kind had something to help travelers warm up in situations like this. <br><br>Slowly reaching into his satchel from where he laid, he drew out a smooth metal orb that just fit in his hand. It looked rather ordinary, but after a few shakes it began to radiate enough heat to help Tarakk wake up more quickly. He wasn't exactly sure how it worked, but he knew it was some sort of reaction between whatever chemicals were inside it. Anyways, soon he'd be up and about like normal. Well, as normal as one could get with a strange intelligent being around. <br><br>As his thoughts strayed to the creature, he thought of what he was going to have to do about it. He couldn't just resume his mission and leave Fae here alone. With its injuries, it would never survive out here by itself. But it was also going to take a long while for its leg to heal, and Tarakk didn't have that time. He only had enough supplies for a few days more. <br>Maybe he could bring it home with him, just tell everyone it was some strange pet of his until it became strong enough to venture back out. But that would create problems too. With so much discoveries and things going on, there were those that would want to research it. Put it in a zoo on display or something. <br><br>It was too early to think about this, he thought with a grumble. He should just try to teach it some basic words from his language and try get its opinion. Or something like that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>12-02-2016, 03:29:21</strong>
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				Fae hadn't quiet expected his tail to move when she touched him. He was definitely cold and his movement was sluggish at best but she never thought his long, scaly body to try an wrap around her - even weakly so. It was... actually kinda neat. Sure, she was more for machines than monsters as her usual choice of companion but she didn't think he'd actually stay around. Though as he yawn at her and while she knew it was nothing more than him rousing from a good sleep it still happened to be intimidating to see a jaw full of serrated teeth.<br><br>As he withdrew the orb lazily her interests piqued again, watching as he shook it and seemed to warm up near instantly. Or at least it seemed instant compared to how he was before. Fae found herself rather fascinated by the ball than him in the moment, still she couldn't just reach out and grab it if it was doing him such good. He'd probably take her arm if she tried anyway...<br><br>Still she helped by gingerly rubbing his back. Heat helped, she could think back to countless times when she needed to warm up archaic batteries to run her games. They didn't make them anymore after it was found out how horrible they were for the environment but there was just something about old technology that Fae enjoyed. She got a kick out of how ancient humans use to numb their dull lives with virtual reality and while that was still in play today, they were much more involved than those hand held devices. Not to mention the fact they were generally for the super rich, so she made do with the old items not that she'd find them in the wreckage.<br><br>"Come on, you lump." Fae mumbled with another yawn, apparently they were still catching. Touch wasn't an odd thing for her, then again on a small ship with only a few people and an AI on board they fulfilled each others needs. While she was a bit anti-social and enjoyed alone time, even she ended up needing a little affection from time to time. It was natural and if it helped wake the giant reptile up then she'd rub.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 06:08:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few minutes of waiting, Tarakk finally felt warm enough to move around. Though he still didn't really feel like it. The creature had begun to run its hands across his back, and its warmth along with the movements were relaxing his body more than ever. <br><br>Eventually though, the lizard decided enough was enough, and moved to get up. However, he found out that he had wrapped his tail about the thing in his sleep accidentally, and it was preventing him from going very far. With a sigh, he unwrapped the long limb from around its body and turned to face it.<br><br>"I am going out to hunt for food." Tarakk said, pointing to himself and then the hole in the wall before motioning that he'd be back. "I'll return here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>19-02-2016, 21:30:04</strong>
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				Fae scooted back once Tarakk let her go. That wasn't as awkward as she thought it would be but at the same time gave her more information about his species, something she could possibly use if he (or another of his kind) ever became violent towards her. When he spoke, gesturing just enough for her to get the picture. One point to himself, one to the whole, and finally a point to the floor. She nodded before shimmying herself to a wall so she could stay propped up and have a good view of the hole for would be intruders. Not to mention she had a good number of heavy items she could lob at whatever decided to take a peek inside.<br><br>Watching him leave was odd. She hadn't quite grown attached to him but Tarakk had helped her survive the first day on this strange planet. This was going to be difficult, Fae didn't know how long she would be here or how dangerous the giant creature could be. Her safety was her first priority, trust would be slow to come to him but for now she had no reason to distrust him. For now, Fae settled herself against the wall and looked over nearby papers until he returned. She was already growing restless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>27-02-2016, 22:41:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Before leaving, Tarakk undid a couple pouches on his belt and left them on the floor of the ship, as they contained items that was not required for hunting. If anything, they'd just make too much noise. That included the heat orb that he had used to help warm himself that morning. <br><br>Turning from Fae, the large reptilian slunk out of the ship and into the bright morning light. He would probably have to walk a ways away from the wreck of metal, as the noise it had made probably scared away any nearby prey. It wouldn't take much longer than normal though, as they may have already started to move back to the area. The animals on this planet tended to be less timid than on most others. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>02-03-2016, 18:38:13</strong>
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				Once Tarakk was out of her line of sight Fae scooted over to the pouches he'd left behind. Eyeing the door with an uncertainty she hadn't felt since she was a child and knew she wasn't suppose to get into anything. The lessons never seemed to stick with her as she undid the string on one of the little bags, glancing through it's contents. The tin he'd pulled out before and a variety of other things she wouldn't understand unless he were to explain it... somehow. A little disheartened by that she tied it back up and moved onto the next one, this bag contained the strange ball.<br><br>Fae's lips tugged into a grin as she carefully took it into her hands. Palming it over as she rolled her fingers over the silver sphere, mumbling under her breath as she tried to understand it for herself. She had no want to keep it - she just wanted to know about the device. It was still slightly warm but the feeling was dying so out of curiosity she shook the ball between her small hands. In a matter of moments it heated up to much more than she could handle and Fae dropped it with a squawk, blowing on her hands before examining them for damage. Only after noting nothing was wrong with them did she realize the ball and orb had rolled off under a toppled stack of books. Her face paled and she spent the next hour trying to find it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>07-03-2016, 06:51:33</strong>
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				It took Tarakk a couple of hours, but he was able to find prey easily enough. Well, technically it was a predator but it would still serve the purpose of feeding them both. The large wolf-like beast had found had actually tried to hunt him at first. A foolish mistake. While the animal had longer and sharper claws, Tarakk was bigger, had a tough hide, and had years of experience with creatures worse than it. His planet after all was home to many very dangerous animals. <br><br>Walking inside the metal shelter, he was surprised to see Fae's rear sticking out from under what looked like a book shelf. Tilting his head in curiousity, Tarakk walked over to Fae and stooped down to gently poke its bottom and grab its attention. <br><br>With that done, the large reptile sat down near the center of the room and began to skin his hunt of it's rough brown hide. For the most part, he only used his claws, but every once in awhile he would need the aid of a long, wicked dagger strapped to his chest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>12-03-2016, 05:40:50</strong>
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				Fae had been so consumed with finding the sphere that she hadn't heard the beast's approach and was only jolted to attention when he jabbed her in the ass with one of his dastardly sharp claws. It drew a startled squeak from her, a hand reaching back to cover the poked area - giving it a small rub to soothe the embarrassment. She settled back down, sweaty from the exertion of trying to find his item and shaking because she hadn't eaten anything.<br><br>"Heeeey..." Her greeting drew out longer than it should have, sounding too high to be her normal voice. "You're back early?" She continued, eyes going to the large monstrous being that looked similar to the ancient photos of voice which had gone extinct on Earth millions of years ago do to their dwindling environments and pollution from humans. She'd read about them and seen their old 3D models to scale but this thing was far, far larger than those.<br><br>The little human stayed quiet for a bit as he set to work and she continued to try and find his silver ball. Pushing papers too the side in a way that practically screamed she didn't want his attention on her at the moment. Tense shoulders, eyes darting to him now and again as&nbsp; she worked through the pile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>02-04-2016, 03:13:27</strong>
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				Tarakk glanced up from the animal he was skinning at Fae as she spoke, the words completely foreign sounding to him. After he got the food prepared, he'd have to try teach her how to speak in his tongue so that they could communicate. And so he turned back to his kill, becoming much too busy to notice Fae searching for the item she lost.<br><br>Some time later, the reptile had finally finished skinning and gutting his kill and now began to divide the strips of meat into large even chunks. Most of them were placed in a collapsable leather bag from a pouch, but he kept one for himself and another for Fae. Before beginning to tear into his own piece, the large male tossed a chunk of the raw flesh to the creature that sat across from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 04:03:44</strong>
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				In the time it took him to clean the animal she found the silver orb but now with him done she couldn't really put it back where it belonged without him noticing. Which in turn would get her in trouble, her lips turned into an uncertain twist and Fae set the object back down. Picking up a book inside so she wouldn't seem so suspicious and crawled back to the wall.<br><br>By the looks of it the other hunk of meat was for her, or so she hoped since she was hungry but the fact it was completely raw would be an issue. Humans might have evolved in all these years but consuming raw food would just make her sick. She fumbled around a bit, managing to find a pen and scribbled out on a piece of paper before snapping her fingers at him. "Hey, Tarakk. Hey." Fae puffed before holding up the poor picture of fire. It was simple enough so she hoped he'd get the idea quick.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>02-05-2016, 20:39:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tarakk hissed angrily at the harsh snapping sound Fae made with her hand, his head shrinking away from the noise somewhat as he looked up to see the creature holding up another of her drawings. This time, it was something he could actually recognize. Or at least he thought so. It looked like a fire, but with a being as strange as this one, who knew for sure? The drawing was probably of fire though, as he also noticed her untouched portion of meat next to her. His kind would cook food sometimes, but usually only when one had things like spices to improve the flavor. And rarely when on a hunt in the wilderness as fire often attracted unwanted guests. But, from the looks of things, the creature wasn't going to touch the flesh until it got cooked, even though it needed the nutrients. <br><br>With a sigh, he took the paper and pointed to the crudely drawn flames before saying the word fire in his own tongue, as well as the word for wood once he pointed to that too. <br>The two of them needed to communicate, and since his people were the common ones around here, it would have to learn his language. <br><br>After repeating himself a few times to make sure the thing got the message, the large reptile stood up and began to walk out. As he reached the door, he turned back and motioned to himself and then to the ground. <br><br>"I will come back." Tarakk rumbled, before leaving to gather some wood for fire. <br><br>If something saw the fire and came to eat them because of this, he would not be happy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 05:09:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The smaller being flinched away when Tarakk hissed at her. Fae decided then and there that finger snapping was a poor way to get his attention, filing that away as he took the drawing. Only to turn it back on her, pointing to the crudely drawn flames and give her a growl. At first she slumped back, figuring that meant 'no' until he kept doing it over and over again. Soon enough she realized he was saying the word in his language. And from her it came out fairly grumbled, like a drunk infant was trying to make it their first word. The same was still true as she tried to pronounce 'wood' in his tongue as well.<br><br>Tarakk left Fae after that and she watched as he seemed to mime what she could only interpret that he'd be back. She nodded, letting him leave without a word and once a few moments past the little human scrambled back to where she'd hid the ball. Always eyeing the door, for lack of a better term since it was really just a giant hole in the wall, for the alien as she scooted along the floor. Finding the sphere once more, placing it on her lap before pulling herself over to his bags.<br><br>Eyes wide and a grin on her face, her heart pattered heavily in the hopes she'd be able to get away with this little mishap. His bags in hand as she tried to stuff it back into the one she probably pulled it out of that morning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>10-05-2016, 05:59:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The overgrown lizard grumbled on his way back to the strange metal structure they were using as a structure. Gathering resources for a fire wasn't all that troublesome. He didn't even have to walk far to find trees with suitable branches, or dry grass for kindling. It was just extra effort that he didn't see the point of. But for some reason, that thing needed it's food cooked. Was probably just too picky about how it ate things... <br><br>Upon returning though, he found Fae digging through his things. With a low warning growl, he flicked the thing's wrist with his tail before setting the wood down and retrieving the bag. Upon inspecting it contents, it appeared as if the creature was just putting something back inside it, as there was nothing missing and his heating sphere was supposed to be in a different one. Breathing a heavy sigh, Tarakk moved the item back to the proper bag and pointed to his items before speaking.<br><br>"Do not touch." He rumbled out, shaking his head at Fae. <br><br>Sitting down, the reptile began to arrange the wood, pausing here and there to try teach the different words of the items that made the fire. The stone to line the edges, the grass to act as kindling, the flint and steel to light it, and testing to see if the thing remembered how to say wood. Once that was out of the way, Tarakk struck the flint a few times until the grass caught, and slowly built up the fire. When it was nice and hot, he grabbed the uncooked portion of flesh he gave Fae and pointed at it before speaking its name and placing it over the fire.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>12-05-2016, 00:35:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A yelp rang from her and soon enough Fae's was rubbing her hand, a straight lipped look to her face - she was guilty and deserved it but that still didn't cover the fact his tail hurt like a mother fucker. "All right, all right. I'm sorry." She puffed, scooting back to her place against the wall. Crossing her arms under her tiny bust as she watched him inspect his things before finding she hadn't stolen anything.<br><br>She seemed to be forgiven soon enough as Tarakk started arranging a pit and fire for her meat, stopping to explain things. She was starting to get the idea that he was trying to teach her his language. Perhaps that would be for the best, since Fae recalled him even having trouble saying her name. So just to humor him she repeated the words, glad the lesson was over and he started cooking her food.<br><br>It was already starting to smell good as the meat met the flame and she scooted over to the beast to get a better whiff. Fae even licked at her lips as she got closer. "Nice." She mumbled under her breath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 06:33:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Fae slowly approach the cooking flesh as it licked it's lips, Tarakk couldn't help but chuckle a little. Apparently, this creature had some of the same tendencies that most other animals here had despite how strange and different it was. After taking a poke at the meet with his knife to see how cooked it was, the reptile saw that it was well done now and removed it from the fire and handed it to the bare skinned being. <br><br>With that done, Tarakk sat back and leaned against a cool metal wall with a sigh. Despite hating to have to go out to gather fire supplies, he was rather enjoying the raw heat being radiated by it. He closed his eyes as he basked in its warmth and soon began to rumble happily. Almost like a feline's purr or something, but much deeper sounding. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>02-07-2016, 19:14:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The little creature ate with gusto after a test bite, obviously not so dumb as to go about eating things she wasn't sure about, perhaps there was survival hopes for her yet. She ate at least half the meat given before rubbing her now, slightly bloated stomach. A small but satisfied burp came from her and she seemed content now. Thought it didn't last long as she glanced over to Tarrak, he seemed so peaceful and she couldn't really help herself as she scooted over as quietly as she could.<br><br>His soft rumbles were the main reason, she'd never heard something like it before - animals weren't really allowed on junkers and she'd never owned a pet before. Of course she'd heard other species do something like this but that hadn't been so comforting. Soon she was prompt up on the same wall, lips pursed unsure of what to do next. He wasn't as warm as she thought he'd be, generally things this big radiated body heat but he seemed cool. And out of curiosity she reached out to touch him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>03-07-2016, 07:42:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At the sound of what was surely a belch from Fae, Tarakk chuckled deeply for a moment before resuming his content rumbling. It was good to know his cooking was appreciated. In his culture, eating loudly was a sign that one thoroughly enjoyed their meal. If such a strange creature enjoyed his hunt, then he must have done well. <br><br>When he felt the hairless thing touch him though, his relaxation was put on halt, the gentle rumble in his throat ceasing. At least for a moment. The feeling surprised him, much like last night when she examined his tail, and made him flinch at the sudden contact. But much like last time, it was a rather pleasant feeling too. This thing was so warm and comforting, and it was almost bugging him with how much he enjoyed it. What actually bugged him, was that it quickly caused his happy rumbling to resume, but a bit louder this time even. <br><br>His reaction embarrassed him somewhat. Tarakk had never been very touchy before, preferring to stay alone most of the time. Though even he had his limits on his loneliness. Every now and then he'd give in to the whims of some female swooning after him for a night or two. But never more than that. They never really grabbed his attention. <br>But this creature... As much as he hated to admit it, he was very much enjoying its touch. If only it would warm him up more. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>10-07-2016, 21:49:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tarakk's flinch made her flinch as well, uncertain if he'd smack at her or just simply move away. Both would be rather dejecting but the creature seemed to resume his purrs after a moment, relaxing back against the metal and so Fae took that as a good sign. Carefully she rested her hand back onto the alien's arm, watching his face before returning to staring at his skin.<br><br>He was rough but that didn't so much surprise her as most reptilian aliens were, however he was muscular and that was a bit of a shock in itself. Other reptiles she's seen were generally slinky and wire-like musculature, never standing more than three feet and some change but then there was Tarakk. Part of her wondered what the rest of his species would look like, another part of her dreaded seeing that. She was frail enough as is but with this healing injury - she'd be easily over powered - which frightened more than she liked. However, as she glanced back up to the alien, he didn't seem to mind her presence so perhaps the others wouldn't as well.<br><br>The full stomach was starting to wane on her, as was having to move about more today after loosing his strange ball. Her hand slipped off his arm as she pressed herself back against the metal and it didn't take her too long to doze off. Her head lolling to one side before finally finding a nice resting place against Tarakk's arm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>12-07-2016, 07:22:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, Tarakk was rather disappointed that Fae had stopped touching him. He was very much enjoying this strange thing's warmth. That inner complaint soon drifted away once it had cuddled up against him however. That itself was a bit of a surprise though. <br><br>He never had too much contact with others of his kind, or with anything for that matter. Normally, he was on his own and that was the way he liked it. But with this creature, it was different. The lizard actually was happy to have it with him. It was a strange, but welcome feeling really. <br><br>Then, he had noticed that it had dozed off while leaning on him. Tarakk sighed heavily. It was only mid-day, and there was more that could be done. Like cleaning this strange being up. It was still covered in dirt and grime, and that would probably not be good for it's injuries. He supposed that it also needed the rest though, to heal. <br><br>So, the overgrown reptile settled in himself for a little nap, wrapping an arm and his tail around the small and soft creature beside him. After all, he might as well take advantage of having a heat source next to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>29-07-2016, 06:32:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sleep was a funny thing for Fae, generally the small human couldn't - well wouldn't - nap at a time like this. She was dirty, unguarded, and more importantly stranded.<br><br>There were billions of better things to be doing at this point but that damn injury left her sitting on her ass but at least by tommorow at the latest she'd be shipshape. Even then that would really be the only good thing, so much work was ahead of her now. But she didn't ponder them as the strange creature coddled her up. Snoozing away the hours until this planet's sun had nearly set. She first awoke to a strange noise, then noticing how dark it was. "Fire musta gone out..." She mumbled before curling up against Tarakk. That's when Fae's eyes opened, she wasn't in pain. <br><br>Pushing herself from the alien to glance down at the leg, wiggling it to and fro. The skin still a bit red and shiny but the bone was no longer poking through and she wasn't bawling in pain from using it.<br><br>A smile blooming across her face until she heard the noise that had woken her up again. It sounded like claws padding against the metal floor. Her breath drew in slow, fear starting to muster off her before she started smacking at the lizard's arm. "Hey, hey, big guy." She hissed low, hoping whatever was in the room with them wasn't sentient enough to understand noises that sounded like words. Little hands pulling at him as she tried to glance behind her back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>30-07-2016, 07:26:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment that Fae tried getting his attention, a clawed hand quickly moved to clamp the strange creature's mouth shut with barely a sound. Tarakk had been awake for a while already before it stirred. He had heard the beast coming from a ways away, but had hoped that it wouldn't have come this way. The only reason that the lizard hadn't left to kill it already, was because he didn't want to leave Fae unprotected. It was healing quickly, but he still thought of it as rather defenceless. Ironically though, it was likely the blood from Fae that had attracted the thing here. <br><br>It was the same beast he had been hunting before the crash, he was sure of it. Though he could not see it, Tarakk could hear the thing limping from an injury he had successfully inflicted upon it before. Thankfully, that would slow it down. Make it easier to drive it away or kill it. But with wounded prey so close, he'd have to kill it or it would just come back. <br><br>Tarakk slowly rose up from where they lay, his sword sliding out from its leather sheath with barely a sound. He slowly removed his hand from Fae's face, and pointed at the ground for her to stay still before taking his dagger in a reverse grip. His eyes gleamed white in the dark as they reflected light while he scanned the room. Thankfully, the monster was not inside yet. They'd die in enclose quarters with it. The thing's strength was with brute force, so Tarakk would need to use his agility to take it down. <br><br>After carefully padding to the rift in their little shelter, the lizard took a deep breath to steel himself for what was ahead. It was a good thing too, because the beast was just a few yards from the wreckage. It stood five feet taller than him when on it's hind legs, which appeared almost gangly in comparison to the rest of its large body. Thankfully, those were it's only limbs. A tail would make fighting it more difficult. However, those limbs ended in long pointy claws. The entirety of its body was also covered in long tangled grey fur, perfect for holding on to. It's head though, was long with a curved maw that was filled with long razor sharp teeth.<br><br>As quiet as one could possibly be in a life threatening situation, Tarakk snuck around to the beast's backside with extreme care. Once he had finally snuck behind the monster who was currently sniffing at some charred metal with a wet snout, he crouched low and tensed his muscles, readying himself for the attack. And then, he lunged forwards, swiftly enough that he took the beast by surprise. With a mighty roar of anger, it reared up to try and throw off the reptile that had clung onto the fur on its back. However, Tarakk was determined not to fall, so he thrust his dagger into its backside to use as grip. Unfortunately, this enraged the beast, and it began to buck and howl wildly in pain and anger. Tarakk was helpless now, as it was all he could do to hold on for dear life. Falling off now would mean almost certain death. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>09-08-2016, 00:51:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				All that came out was a small, muffled squeak when his hand covered her mouth. Eyes wide as she scanned the door, clearly whatever was out there had set Tarakk on edge. She could fee; his muscles bunching, tensing under his thick hide when the alien held her closer. However it didn't last long ans he soon crept from the dimly lit metal cavern, gesturing oddly before leaving her behind. Perhaps it meant she was to stay here but Fae's curiosity about this world was blooming now that both her legs could work.<br><br>She dud wait - for a few minutes. Giving him time to stalk up to the mystery creature before she carefully and as quietly as she could huddled near the opening. Which in all reality probably wasn't all that quiet. Her heavy soled shoes on wobbly feet more than likely made her sound even more like prey to the injured alien's ears but, really, how was she suppose to know that? She peered out and hadn't expected to see what she saw, it was massive but remember-able. Cycles ago on a derelict hunting ship the crew how found drifting out near the veil these monster were aboard. They'd been fast but weren't much match for their laser rifles. Great Sertics, they were called and they weren't a new species, much to Charlie's dismay - she would have loved to name it. That thought sent a small pang to her but as she watched Tarakk launch himself at the great beast again, even injured, she knew he'd be in trouble.<br><br>Fae scrambled, louder and uncaring of noise now that the monster was squawking up a storm. She scattered papers, hopped over toppled shelves and debris as she tried to find the weapon. There was always one in the hall, all the halls and some rooms really by Jackson's command. If they were ever in a firefight it was best that everyone - including Fae if she wasn't with the crew - could get a weapon in the event of an attack. Sure, rarely would anyone chose to take over their busted little junker but it had happened once or twice since she joined on. Fae found it soon enough, the inconspicuous box next to where the medical use to be as well, after giving her new leg one hell of a work out. She stumbled getting to the opening while trying to retrieve the weapon from it's container. Stupid fucking access codes.<br><br>Either way she stood there now, healed scar tissue torn and starting to bleed, pissed beyond belief that he'd try to take one of these alien monsters with a sword, "Hey, assholes!" She yelled, her voice shrill and high. Catching the monster's attention wasn't too hard, even in the face of death it still seemed to have room for a snack. Or at least that's what Fae was thinking as it charger her, wide maw open and howling out loudly - both from pain and anger. She held the pulse gun tight, positioning it to her shoulder as the beast barreled for her only meters from her. Breathing in, breathing out and then firing. The blue ball of heat and energy screamed from the rifle, blowing a nice and neat hole right through the alien creature's body. Roughly about the size of a grapefruit. The Great Sertic almost seemed stunned for a moment before dropping like a ragdoll.<br><br>Fae put the weapon down and ran to the dying, blubbering beast, "Tarakk?" She called out, not having seen him through the scope of the gun and worried she might have accidentally hit him as well. He'd saved her life and she would be damned upset about killing him while defending them. Not to mention embarrassed since she favored herself a fairly good shot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>14-08-2016, 07:51:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tarakk looked up from the beast, something called a Yaren by his people, in surprise as he heard Fae's little voice call out. A mistake that almost got him thrown from the monster's back. It was only when the Yaren charged that he was able to regain his balance, but by that time his head was full of worry for the little creature he had helped nurse to health. What in the hells was it thinking, taking it on with a stick?! He'd never be able to stop it in...<br><br>And then, with a crackle of blue lightning, the beast suddenly stopped. Sending Tarakk flying off it's back and over Fae's head. Landing in a crumpled heap, his sword clattered to the ground next to him as he looked around in a daze. He had no idea what just happened. <br><br>"What in the name of the allmaker was that?!" Tarakk cried out as he stood up, still wobbling from the tumble. <br><br>Upon seeing the Yaren lying dead with a gaping hole from it's front to end, his eyes narrowed as he hissed angrily. Though he could still get the bounty for this thing, he'd never be able to salvage the pelt to sell. Those usually fetched a pretty penny. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhotic</strong> on <strong>26-08-2016, 20:03:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fae's legs shook underneath her as she watched the Great Sertic fall and skid to a stop a few feet from her, it's hard almost goo-like blood oozing out and painting the desert sand a harsh yellow. She gulped before glancing about to spot Tarakk behind her, squawking out who knows what before she dashed to him. Even with her leg healed she limped some but it didn't seem to stop her from checking him over. Fretting that he might have been harmed during the blast.<br><br>Laser rifles, when in the right hands were fantastic weapons... However Fae wasn't that well versed, the girl could shoot but she really preferred tinkering and creation rather than destruction. A blast like that if aimed improperly could have killed the beast as well as Tarakk. <br><br>"Are you all right?" She puffed, warm hands roaming about his frame to check for any damage the alien creature (or she) might have caused. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After The Fall [Narath and Rhotic]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Narath</strong> on <strong>27-08-2016, 08:16:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Though he was still rather frustrated with Fae for ruining a perfectly good trophy, he couldn't exactly stay mad. Not when the strange little thing was worrying all over him like it was. Or, at least that's what he thought it was doing. He'd just stick with that, and decide to think positive. <br><br>"I'm fine." Tarakk hissed with a chuckle, pushing Fae back gently and holding it at arm's reach before searching her for any injuries. "Now let's see how you are."<br><br>After he was confident that Fae had no injuries, he released her. At least he thought he was confident that it was a her now. While inspecting the female, he had accidentally groped her breasts a bit. He did not know if that was socially acceptable behavior for her kind, but at least he knew her gender now. Well, he did if she was like most mammals. 
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