Thread: Lost in space

she nodded a little. of course. if you like, we have many tools available to us. you may use them anytime you wish. she assured him. i do not know if they will work with your machine though. she admitted. you will have to look at them and see, or make your own. she admitted blinking at him with a small grin. it is a great thing, isn't it though? exploring a science no one else thought possible. exploring the regions between reality, and impossibility. she looked at the world. it is the Gravitation Pull of our Galaxy that allows it. you see, we are near where the Birth of the Universe was, and are much, much older. she admitted. Space has a Density. she admitted. the Density here is much, much stronger, which allows for very strong minerals, and very large planets. she admitted. the further out from the 'center' of the Universe, the less Dense the Space is, and the smaller the planets. she admitted with a small grin. if you have... what did you call them? Dwarf planets? you must be very far out of the Center. she blinked at him, her head tilted a little. we do not have Men in this world. she stated simply. we are... she paused, hesitating then. i beleive, here the translator made a strange sound. would be the appropriate term... i do not know if our translators have an earth language translation for you. she admitted blinking at him. there is only one sex on Ithrea. she admitted before giggling at his reaction to their sudden decent. well... no, this isn't normally how we're supposed to land. but it's the funnest. she admitted with a small laugh. plus, it annoys the Guardians! she admitted with a laugh as they touched down on the ground so gently the ship didn't even shudder. of course you may see ore of our world! she promised, grinning at him as she stepped over to a flat section of wall, pressing several spots on the wall, that looked like there was nothing on it. the empty wall slid open, and stairs slid down, letting them out. the world smelled strangely sweet and musty, almost like a rainforest only with a sweet, almost sugary scent to it. the Gravity was very similar to Earths, giving credibility to the Density theory she had spoken of earlier. The High Lord will be waiting. Tuth'Alma admitted, smiling. she will be preparing a feast for you. she admitted happily. there will be much drinking and partying! she admitted happily as she started walking. the village was... massive, to say the least. their homes where built inside of the trees, each house carved out in such a manner that the tree could still grow. there where windows, and doors, and there where doors at the bases, and higher up, thirty, fifty feet up there where long rope and wood bridges that led from home to home high above them. there was laughter as small children ran from place to place, chasing tiny creatures that where faintly cat lie, only so fluffy they looked like round puff balls with legs and tails and tiny little ears. larger adults worked on skinning massive creatures, some as much as three times as large as the villagers. one such creature looked like a giant tarantula, the legs almost twenty feet long, was in the process of being butchered and harvested. it was a rainbow of feathers that drew the most attention. it looked like a massive blanket made of feathers, a shimmering, free hanging blanket that was covered in bells and beads and other such things and Tuth'Alma turned to him with a smile. every Daughter, when she turns her twentieth day, and is able to breed, and make her own choices, adds her Feather to the Ancestry. she indicated the feathers. and joins the Clan, and chooses her Path. she admitted, smiling as she turned to a woman who was walking towards them, her feathers a bright gold, her eyes just as golden. this is my Mother, Rion'Tuth, and her Mate Tith'Evan. Tuth Alma introduced. they both made a strange motion, spreading their wings out wide as they spread their arms as if to hug them. an Honored greeting. Tuth'Alma explained with a small smile as she repeated the process to her parents, who babbled in their bird like language, enveloping their daughter in a hug and sharing kisses with her... full on the lips. they all turned to him and Alma handed her parents translators, which they put in rather clumsily, showing that they did not use them often. Greeting to you, Star Traveler. the one with the golden feathers, Tuth, stated, offering him a smile. it is an exciting time for us to meet a new creature such as yourself! and with such intelligence as well! my Daughter and her Crew have informed us that you lack the vocal cords to try and mimic our language, but that in time, we may learn your language. perhaps, in time, our people might be able to communicate with one another, and unlock more secretes of our worlds together? she suggested, smiling at him. please, come, you must be tired. Alma says you where damaged when your Starship 'Jumped'. you must be weary from such an event. we have food and drink, and comfortable siting arrangements where we may speak.