Thread: Lost in space

she smiled a little and nodded. you are not a child then. she chirped simply. you are very much an adult, particularity to have such hardships when it comes to your scientific work. she admitted, nodding a little. you will have to talk to Iner'Thrut. she's the daughter of the Scientist who created our own hyper-drives. if you let her see your hyper-drive, and your mathematics, she might be able to calculate the location of your planet, and figure out a way to return you to your planet. she admitted with a small smile before looking astonished at his lack of body hair... frankly, non of the Ithreanians had body hair... not even the babies when they where born had hair. it had been bred out of them thanks to the Laych. she smiled as he settled into the relaxing pool, and lounged with him, sighing softly as she closed her eyes, smiling a little as she napped. they new the Laych had affected their own Evolution, in fact they where certain it was the Laych why there was only one single sex on the planet... but they never imagined it would affect a species that wasn't their own. the Genetic structure of the Ithreanian and the Human where very similar though, so it wasn't that much a shock if one really thought about it, but as the man's body began to change, Alma began to get a very bad feeling. oh my Gods! Alma shrieked, startled as she clapped a hand to her mouth, looking at him in horror. oh... oh no! oh... oh what happened?! she asked, staring, shocked... in fact, all of the people where there where staring at him, a little stunned as they examined his new pair of breasts. oh no... please don't be mad! i'm sure we can fix this... it's just the Nano Machines i'm sure!... she stuttered, wrapping the towel around his waist, scooping him up, and racing to a 'tree house' where Ima'Rual was working on another Ithreanian. this house was very different from the others, there was glossy metal surfaces, and technology everywhere. this was clearly the hospital, or their version of the hospital. Ima'Rual was clearly scolding the young Ithreanian on the 'operation Table' as she literally sewed the creatures wing back onto it's back. it had been severed clean off. instead of being asleep though, the young lady was scowling and chattering back, clearly unhappy about being scolded as her wing was reattached to her body. just wait here. Alma ordered calmly, moving over to Ima'Rual and whispering in her ear, Rual looking shocked as she looked over at Trace, her mouth dropping open in shock before she shook her head muttered something back to Alma who nodded and took a seat next to Trace while Rual finished attaching the wing, moving a machine over to the wing. a very tiny red beam shot out, like a tiny laser, an with the smell of burning flesh the girl on the table finally showed signs of discomfort, her eyes closing and her teeth gritting as the wing was sealed closed, and then bandaged tight to her body so she couldn't use it, and sent her on her way. then she turned to Trace, examining him with a look of complete bafflement as she examined him from head to toe before chattering at Alma who nodded. she's going to take a blood sample. Alma explained as Rual approached with a needle and drew a small sample of blood so effortlessly, it didn't even hurt. she moved over to a machine and examined the blood very intently through various technological tools, shaking her head in shock as she motioned Alma over, the two of them talking in their pretty bird language for a long time, clearly trying to figure out what had happened as Rual pointed to a sheet of paper with thousands of strange symbols on it. finally they looked over at him and motioned him over as well. we need to examine you. you don't have to get naked, we have a machine that will look at every part of your body, skin, nervous, organ, bone... she had him lay down on a table and told him not to move and in a matter of a minute he'd had five, full body pictures, which where now hanging in front of them, letting them see what had changed from the first set of scans from the ship. ...oh my...