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Post by Buggy on Dec 3, 2015 4:49:32 GMT
Gloria let out a long hiss. More technology? They had flying metal and burrows that sealed themselves and now magical... light-records. She clicked her pedipalps and tapped at a blank space with one of her enormous digging claws. A mark appeared.
"What language is this in? What do I do to put my name? Can I just talk to it?"
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Post by Unokins on Dec 3, 2015 5:08:38 GMT
Gultag closed their eyes and ran their fingers over them. They knew this would happen, but how they were hoping it would have been easy.
"This is the written language that we are talking in," Gultag explained. "You just-" They glanced at the pad. There was a bracket instead of a G. They sighed. "Let me-" They paused. "Give me a moment, please." Rising, they stomped over to their office door, where a young else was standing. Black hair, red eyes, and pale complexion. A shaking hand held several of those rods.
"Valdin Grey," Gultag said respectfully, nodding his head. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Well, Tarimas Grey needs an update on some things... Here." He held out the rods to Gultag, but the tremors caused his fingers to loosen. They fell to the floor. "Shoot! I'm sorry." As Chiro hastily gathered the rods, one rolled to Gloria's leg, coming to a stop against it.
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Post by Buggy on Dec 3, 2015 5:23:31 GMT
Gloria glanced down from the rod to the little elf at the door. She clapped her claws to her face.
"You poor thing! What are you doing outside of your nursery tunnel?" And before she'd had time to think about what she was doing, she scooped Valdin Grey up with her digging claws and began to groom his hair with her palps.
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Post by Unokins on Dec 4, 2015 2:18:59 GMT
Chiro gasped, a quiet "ah!" escaping him as he found himself heaved gently into the air and pressed against Gloria's chitinous armor. "Oh, uh-" She was warm, and the armor smooth. And the grooming? He had read a little about the Lemarck. Not much were known about them. But Chiro had found them fascinating. And Varen had been alarmed. The potential to take advantage of this race scared them. And it was one more thing Varen decided to fight for.
"Gloria!" Gultag snapped, their scales a pale green flushed with pink. "Gloria, put the Valdin down! He is a grown man! And an important one, at that! You canNOT just pick people up like that!"
"O-Oh," Chiro started, an embarrassed smile on his face. "I - It's okay. It's harmless, really."
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Post by Buggy on Dec 4, 2015 3:18:00 GMT
Gloria quickly put Chiro back on his feet and took a step back. Her black eyes peered lidlessly at Gultag, and her voice was anxious as she hissed to him. "Did I do a bad thing? I'm sorry."
She twisted to look at Chiro as well. "I am very sorry. You dropped your things, and I thought you were a nymph."
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Post by Unokins on Dec 4, 2015 3:47:56 GMT
Staggering back at the sudden drop, Chiro braced himself against Gultag's desk to avoid falling to the ground. A laugh escaped his mouth, and Chiro held up his hands in a placating manner. "Oh, no, no, no!" He said. Absently, he ran his hands through his mussed up hair. "You are perfectly all right. No harm was done." He glanced toward Gultag. "Why do you have a Lemarck here?"
"Paperwork, sir," was the curt reply. "Nothing you need to concern yourself about."
Chiro smiled kindly at Gloria. "Paperwork? Would you need some help with that?"
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Post by Buggy on Dec 4, 2015 4:17:54 GMT
Gloria nodded vigorously. "My claws are not good at your paperwork I think, and this poor guard is very stressed. I think they would like to go home." She took a step toward Chiro, uncertainly. "You're important? Are you on the Lit Tritsii, because I need to talk to them. We want to be represented, and I didn't know how best to contact your kind's government."
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Post by Unokins on Dec 4, 2015 4:29:02 GMT
"I'm not Lit Tristii. My brother, Varen, is." Chiro closed the gap between them and held out his hand to her. "I'm his Valdin, Chiro." Wow, a real Lemarck. She towered over him, powerful appendages and kind eyes. Despite the differences in strength, Chiro felt no fear. She was just another creature who needed help. And he was determined to give it to her.
"I could get you an audience with my brother."
Gultag coughed politely.
"As soon as we get your paperwork done. Would that be all right?"
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Post by Buggy on Dec 4, 2015 5:01:47 GMT
Gloria looked down at the frail little elf. Maybe he wasn't a nymph, but he was still fairly young. And he didn't seem very well, physically speaking. Well that was all elves, if she remembered correctly... anyways. Her antennae and palps twitched, and with a gentleness like she were petting a kitten she extended her claw to meet his hand.
"That would be very all right. I will do everything I can to get the paperwork filled out and be as helpful as possible."
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Post by Unokins on Dec 5, 2015 18:32:09 GMT
Chiro shook her claw, amazed at how delicately she could move it. It was so smooth, and Chiro had to check himself to keep his excitement from showing through. He was a professional Valdin, and boyish enthusiasm - especially in front of an Officer - was not something he was going to show.
"Would you like to come with me, then, Gloria?" Chiro asked. "I can leave these-" Chiro gestured to the metal rods "-with officer Gultag, and perhaps he can take the rest of the day off."
Gultag's look of absolute relief was quickly covered by professionalism. "That sounds like an excellent plan, Vn. Grey."
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Post by Buggy on Dec 5, 2015 19:19:08 GMT
Gloria nodded with vigor. She had been very concerned about stowing away on the ship, but it looked like things had turned out all right. And Chiro was actually going to take her to see a Tarimas!
"Thank you very much Valdin Chiro! And I am very sorry Officer Gultag if I caused you undue stress. That was not my intention, and if I get on the Council I will try to prevent anything like what I did from happening more."
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Post by Unokins on Dec 5, 2015 22:19:31 GMT
Gultag gawked at Gloria as Chiro handed them the rods. "Wait, the - the Council? You plan to join the Council?"
But Chiro has already taken the paperwork Gultag had started and was leading Gloria out of the office. "So," he said, glancing back at her as they headed outside. "What is it you're planning to do?"
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Post by Buggy on Dec 5, 2015 22:29:59 GMT
"Yes, isn't it great?" she hissed to Gultag as they left. "I will see you again sometime!"
She looked down at the top of Chiro's head. His hair was still mussed; she wanted to groom it properly, but then maybe he would prefer she didn't. "Well. I was planning on talking to the Council about the problems of the Lemarck at some point. Others have mentioned things but nothing was getting done, and I thought that perhaps I could represent us. And then we don't have a Tarimas of our own, so... well that's a lot to ask for isn't it?"
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Post by Unokins on Dec 5, 2015 22:41:42 GMT
Chiro tapped his chin as he thought. His gait was uneven, and he limped slightly still. The crowds parted slightly for him, those who recognized him nodding or giving a quick hello. Chiro breathlessly returned them.
"Well," he started, glancing back at Gloria, "you do have ambition. And that's a good thing." He stopped at a light as traffic bustled by ahead of them and supported himself against a pole with his free hand. "But there's a lot to do, and a lot that is a gamble. We'll take it one step at a time. And Varen and I will do all we can to help."
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Post by Buggy on Dec 6, 2015 3:24:40 GMT
Gloria listened attentively as Chiro talked, but she kept getting distracted by the hitch in Chiro's voice, his labored breathing, the way he limped along. She was big and strong, and he was clearly ill.
"I am very appreciative. Would you like me to carry you?"
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