Thread: The Landing-Ryax and Moon

Meteo smiled happily at Alma's happy expressions and words. He watched and listened to the strange conversation going on between the little tiger and the large white tiger, smiling a bit slyly at the warrior as the conversation was clear as day even though no words could be understood. The small tiger was clearly in charge. Meteo pulled his hand back as the cat's instead bowed to him, quickly adjusting himself to mimicking their movements as well, bowing in turn, trying to as quickly as possibly accustom himself to their ways. Since he was not used to it, he chuckled slightly at the fact that she referred to him as an Alien, but knew that he was as much Alien to them as they were Aliens to him. Then I'll focus on talking to you for now., he replied lightly as he smiled a bit. We'll of course be happy to help you trade your knowledge and goods., he stated. Meteo listened intently at the small tiger talking about their home planet of Ithrea and how they came to mostly trade for metals and minerals, much of the things that he fortunately had good knowledge of. After Alma had introduced herself and her friends, Meteo bowed as well, Pleased to meet you, Alma, Tuth, Izra, Amal. My name is Meteo.. Even though he tried to pronounce their names correctly he had yet to master it. Yes please!, he responded excitedly at her words, getting much anticipation and excitement over getting to see what they had for trade. He let out a soft gasp alone at the sight of the hovering board that seemingly came hovering and floating along with the cats that fetched it. No way.., he gasped at the sight of the materials, metals, minerals, seeds, cloths and various other interesting things stocked up. Almost everything was clearly foreign to his planet and seemingly nearby planets. Meteo wanted to rush over and finger everything, poke all the materials and take his time to study them closer, but he restricted himself powerfully as to not to make sudden movements and rush up to the board. But to no avail as soon as the cats had settled the board somewhat he had already rushed up to it, already exploring the different items on the board, gasping and exclaiming at everything. Firstly he felt some of the chiming rocks, listening to how they reacted when in touch to his skin, to metal, to wood. He was very, very interested in these and could see immense potential for them. Next he poked at the shining, golden metal that was as flexible as ordinary tinfoil. He stretched it and formed it the way he wanted. He was also interested in this most interesting material, would it be as conducting as normal gold is, it could save billions and billions in production costs and be used better for more awesome constructions and apparatuses. He quickly moved himself over to the material looking like the material that covered the ship. He poked at it, it bent around his finger but when he retracted it, it returned to its original shape. He picked it up, it felt like it would slip out of his hand. He tried pulling it apart and it was just like any other soft rubber blob, easily separating and could be reformed and recollected with each other. He put it down a bit roughly on the table and a loud 'BONG!', just like dense, solid metal hitting other dense, solid metal. He blinked a bit at it and poked it again, uttering a soft 'Hmm..'. He left the mass alone for now, gazing over all the crystals, minerals and jewels that they had as well, clearly noticing the ruby the side of his own head. His jaw dropped a bit while his gaze was fixed on it. He ended up running around and poking everything, feeling the amazing silk-like cloth and studying the awe striking wooden types, sniffing the strange meats. The clothes they could make with the silk-like material were absolutely exquisite, shimmering and shining in the light as if constructed merely out of shimmering opalescent scales. These things are all so.. amazing and wonderful.., he said softly, his eyes gleaming with awe and momentary excitement infatuation as he looked at Alma. He blinked a bit as the little girls question was answered, .. Salt?, he said quietly, a little shocked at the simple request. Seeing as they had a clear and overwhelming abundance of salt on the planet, they were in for a good trade from both sides. Meteo gasped lightly in excitement when he heard what Alma said about larger trades, wanting to examine their technology and minerals and such to figure something out that they might be needing. None of the villagers deemed that they had anything of worth to show, not realizing the value of their normal household technology when faced with such an amazing spaceship and materials as the ones the aliens had brought. Meteo, on the other hand, did realize the value their constructions and inventions would present to them. I think I have many things you might find interesting at my home! I got a lot of metals and minerals and technology! Some of them are quite heavy and large so I wouldn't be able to bring them here by hand alone.., Meteo exclaimed happily, as he beamed with excitement at Alma. I'll be right back! I'll bring the carryable things!, he exclaimed excitedly as he turned and ran back home. He didn't think about borrowing one of the hovering plates that the aliens had, he had completely forgotten about it out of pure excitement. As he got home, he left his door completely open, hitting the switch to barely light up the house a bit. While home, much 'Klang!'s and 'Crash's could be heard as he tossed his stuff around, looking for everything from simple to complex things he had and some that he had made that was small enough to carry with him. Dammit where is it..!, he growled lightly, digging into a pile of cloth when he suddenly exclaimed, Aha!, when finding what he was looking for. It was a tight fitting glove with no fingers. It was fashioned out of nano fiber metal strands, made out of many different metals. On the back of it, on top of his hand, there was a clear slot that would fit something very specific. He strapped it on as he went over to his large work table and picked up his prized possession, his tiny self sustaining ion reactor prototype, in the middle of it all. He slid the reactor into the slot at the back of the glove, twisting it, making it lock into place as he sighed with delight. He had only tried it out a few times before as he was afraid that it might break if overused in its current prototype state. He rummaged through the clothes pile again, picking out a nano fiber suit he had made that could do many amazing things like increase ones strength, ones speed and render one slightly transparent. He picked up a very small radar from the table, that he had constructed when bored. After picking up an ordinary old toaster he also picked up some samples of his metals and minerals. He was a bit overburdened by weight and items but he was damned to bring them to the aliens as he headed towards his door and was going to go back to the ship.