Thread: Lost in space

Rual chuckled a little and nodded. yes, a translator. i can understand you, and you can understand me. she admitted. but only one wearing this device will be able to speak with you... you lack the correct vocal muscles to be able to manage our language. she admitted, blinking at him. though, with time, we may be able to learn yours. she admitted, smiling at him with her bright emerald wings, and eyes as red as a ruby. they had no pupils, just clear, color that studied him intently. the Nanomachines, as you call them, are programmed only to heal physical damages. they cannot change your physiology. Rual promised him. you are in the Thean Galaxy, we are not sure where you have come from, your Hyperdrive was... malfunctioned... it tore through a 'wave' she hesitated a little. it is like a Wind, through space and time. she hesitated a little and shook her head a little. it is... difficult to explain, i do not know your ways of thinking. she admitted. you leaped through space... and there is no telling where you started. she admitted. we have only explored... thirty other Galaxies so far. there are over thirty three million galaxies that we are currently aware of. she admitted blinking at him. you are naked, because your strange coverings where not compatible with the Scans. Alma admitted simply. we could not examine you for damages with them on. she admitted simply, blinking at him. we, are the Ithreanians, of Ithrea. Ruan admitted, smiling at him. as i said, i am Ima'Rual, this is Tuth'Alma. what is your name, and your species classification? she asked, blinking at him as she carefully helped him to sit up, carefully helping him to get dressed. you must rest, you are damaged. Ruan ordered simply. we appear to have similar immune systems. this is good, it means you will eat and drink the same as us. she admitted. we will bring you food, and water. she promised, gently patting his knee. Alma, we must inform the High Lord of this. a new woman, wings as blue as sapphires, eyes as black as coal. Get her on the Radio. let her know what's happening. Alma ordered simply. we need to finish our job before we can go back to the surface. Alma admitted, amused that the new, Blue winged woman was already wearing a translator. is everyone wearing a Translator? yes Ma'am. we thought it would be nice for the... whatever it is, to understand us. she admitted smiling at him and giving him a chipper wave before vanishing back out to where she'd come from to contact the planet. would you like to see where you landed? Alma asked, smiling at him as she offered him his hand. you must be a very intelligent race, to be building Hyperdrives. most of the species we've so far discovered are not... their brains aren't developed enough to understand how linear space works. she admitted, smiling a little. come, this way. she ordered simply, leading him to the Main deck with all it's windows, letting him see the massive green and blue planet, with the three Sun's burning as they rotated around the massive Earth, which did not rotate, making the entire planet stable when it came to weather. beautiful isn't it? Alma asked, smiling at the planet. that is our home, Ithrea. and the three Suns, Roan, Theorat, and Fauir. she admitted, smiling at him. this is a map of our Solar System. she admitted, setting a hand on a map, Ithrea in the very middle, unmoving with the three suns around it, two more planets wobbling around the middle planet. we are a small system. she admitted. how many planets are in yours? it will help us locate your home world.