Thread: The Landing-Ryax and Moon

she giggled a little. oh no, Slang isn't picked up. we have to study that part. she admitted with a nod. we watched a great deal of Earth's Television.... or we did until the translators broke, stupid Amal spilled Necter on them. she offered her brother an annoyed glance and he just smirked at her. annoying! they where certainly siblings. we will not use weapons to hunt with, only to defend. she explained. only things that can be made with nature, are taken to nature, to protect the fragile balance. she admitted. our Guardian's use spears, and arrows, and sometimes stone weapons to take down our prey, so that we do not over hunt the populations. Spidren are very rare, and they are vital tot he planets ecosystem. yes we are prey, but that is the way it has always been. she smiled at him. we will have our Ceremonies here on earth, same as we would on our planet, you are most welcome to join us if you like. she admitted happily. we do not have many, but they are always filled with food and happiness, unless it is a Death Ceremony, or a March of Pain, those are sad things. she admitted with a shake of her head. she happily shared their food with him, the other humans eagerly trying everything they could, though once they found out that a Spidren was a ten foot tall spider, most of them where too freaked out to try it. The Spidren is a very large creature. those on the hunting party get the best pieces of the Spidren, along the belly. she explained. the one who made the killing blow, gets the single most delicate, delicious piece of meat on the Spidren, it is the part along the back. he can keep it for himself and his family, or he can share it with the table, it is his to do with as he wishes. what you have there is one of the more... mmm, normal cuts, i suppose. it is the lowest part of the leg... you would call it... a foot? she asked, her head tilted. yes, the foot. it is still delicious, but it is also very plentiful. she admitted with a bright smile. all people of a Village enjoy the spoils of a Spidren, especially the eyes. there are eighty eyes on a Spidren, and when they are cured correctly, they shine and glimmer in the light like gems and jewels. we make jewelry out of them, and give them to hunters to bring them good luck. Amal has one, see? Amal obediently offered his wrist, on which was a beautiful bracelet made of some strange blue metal, the single 'stone' in it was a glittering black gem that looked almost like glass coated around black ink. you could see rippling patterns inside that shifted and swirled. it really was gorgeous. there is no need to feel... i do not know that word... she admitted, looking a little confused. it is an emotion, yes? it is a sad emotion? her people simply didn't understand such things as debt or owing someone. they where a culture that focused on everyone, what one had, everyone deserved. food was always shared, as where toys and stories and everything really. there wasn't much need for greed, when everyone was happy with their life, or at least content. oh i would love to ask you questions! Alma chirped eagerly. how many Earth Cycles does a human typically live? she asked eagerly. what kind of metals and chemicals do you have? how did you get your buildings to grow so tall without life? several people chuckled at Alma's excitement as she handed the translator to Tooth, who was still listening to Earth music, and was mimicking a teenager on 'how to do earth dancing', which seamed to consist of jumping up and down, and touching in strange ways.