Thread: Cursed with Prophecy

She should She's inspired off her Emelia pouted lightly, looking down at the cup of coffee next to her laptop, tilting her head lightly. She looked back and forth between it and the screen, eyeing the communication feed very deeply. Well.. I have been drinking coffee, but that's nooot it.. I'm not seeing eliphants this time.. Nor am I screwing up a mission. And I'm quiiite sure that little blinking red light, is positioned somewhere between Earth and nowhere... Deeper then even our brothers and sisters have been able to travel... She chantered on, as she spun around in her chair. She tilted almost entirely vertical as Chandra entered the room, spinning to face her. Hey Chaaand... Auh.. She sat up straight in her chair, and spun back to face the screen. Sorry Captain. But lookie.. The red light really is beepy out there, somewhere. She said, making a wave with both hands, to make the transparent screen even larger. She knew what the technical term of everything was, but she almost never used real words. You should really not take Gabriel's creations' name in vain. It's baaad luck. She murmured with an almost serious voice, at least as serious as it got with Emilia, even though she didn't believe in the stories either. She just thought them good reading. Ay ay, Captain. She accepted, pressing the red beeping mark with two fingers, stroking them outwards to make the mark bigger, before pushing it through the transparant screen, making a large video feed go up on the big screen. But instead of showing there, a lght shined from the screen and to the floor, and instead of a video feed, they got a living picture of the Alien instead, to see it in all it's splendor. The being seemed old and rinkled, yet in shape like a young man. Emilia widened her eyes a bit. Wooow.. I didn't do that... She said with a silent voice. No.. I did. The Alien replied, his eyes focusing on Chandra as she presented herself. I am very well aware of that. The Intergalactic Communications Center, has kept an eye on you, since you where born. A remarkable family you've had. My name is long and impronounceable in your tongue, so you shall know me as Divine, as must of the Earthlings I've been in contact with does. Emilia giggled slightly, rolling her chair closer to Chandra. Uhhh it's been spying on yoou... How.. Much do you think? She asked, giggling with an innocent grin, before she rolled back to the computer as ordered. Ay ay Captain. She agreed, pressing a few buttons to lock off all feeds, leading to the other SDTF communication centers. Ouh.. That really won't be necessary, Chandra.. Last time that happened, it made such a mess, and it took me Weeks to find all my parts again. She mumbled, before she leaned forward in her chair, almost laying in it again, leaning her elbows on the table to look up at the Alien. Your world, could be in great danger. This shut up Emilia entirely, and she just stared at the Alien now. She knew when to be serious. The rest of the Earthlings, is not ready to know of us yet, so we have kept ourselves a secret. But now, someone potentially very dangerous, has come to your planet. Someone, out of our control. He is a convict, and the most dangerous of that kind. This means, that we wont be able to keep his position hidden for very long.. Bounty Hunters, will come to your planet, in search of Convict One, and they won't be discreet. They will kill whomever they have to, to find Convict One. His bounty, is now Dead or Alive.. We would prefer him Alive, but this is up to your group, and your judgement. The Alien continued. Out in Sector 42's Camp, a hybrid lay on the floor, close to a small fire she had created. She broke small pieces of the bread she had in her hand, leading them to her lips. Her body was nearly like any other humans, except she bore a thick scaly tail, that could be hidden for others view, but never was in camp. Over her breasts, her hips and other intimate areas of her skin, was a scaly hide, that hid away what she didn't want others to see. She rarely wore a suit, because she enjoyed the fresh air. As she wanted to breathe, a long snakelike tongue whistled out from her lips, dangling in front of her, as if tasting the air. A man on the other side of the fire, also eating a piece of bread grunted. I wish you would stop that, Slither. He grinned. She returned the grin, leaning a bit up on an elbow, as she stroked her legs together. You didn't seem to complaint last night... She taunted, licking her lips with the long tongue. Suddenly a small capsule landed close to them, burying the spike of it in the ground. It was only just large enough to fit a human being. Slither hissed and almost jumped up from her position, shooting out claws from her fingertips, as she observed the capsule. She tilted her head as she eyed it, both her and the Angel tilting their heads at each other. Slither pressed behind her ear, chuckling lightly. You better come see this, Captain. She remarked, not knowing what an important meeting the Captain was undergoing. I have sent someone down to you. Her ship was cloaked, so only you will know of her position. She is one of my race, and she is the one responsible for Convict One's escape. She will help you track him down, because none of your.. More primitive tools, will not do this trick. No offence to this, your race's haven't had long enough to evolve. He complimented, waving a hand. Now. I grant the task of tracking down Convict One, to the SDTF. Your. SDTF, Captain Chandra. THis is of utmost importance, that this is done as silently as possible. Humanity.. Is not ready for us. Once your ready to greet your guide, your hand will open her capsule, and no others.. Do your best, and better.. If that is necessary to catch Convict one.. The fate, of not only Earth.. Is possibly in your hands. He said, bowing his head lightly, before his image fizzled away. As it did, Emilia pouted. I don't think my computer is primitive... She mumbled, stroking the laptop lightly.