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Chapter 16
28/12/2009- 13/02/2011
I know it's short, but it wanted to be posted!
Please note! This chapter contains the use of “f” words! BEWARE!
Thoughts of an Unnamed Earth Explorer
by Zuzanny
lionette AT mailcity DOT com
part 16
_*_
The Planet was green. Not blue-green with clouds the way it was back Earth side, but green-green with clouds that swirled around. At first the scientists theorised it was green because of high concentrations of copper in the atmosphere, but the probe results nullified that.
Of course, intellectually we all knew before we saw it up close that it would be green. We had seen the deep space and the long range images for months before even beginning this mission. But it was green. It really was. I remember that hitting me, just like the first time flying out of my home country as a kid and looking out the window to see the shape of the coast line. And how it really resembled the maps. That was what it was like again now, looking out the windows into the black as soon as we were close enough to get a visual.
And it was green.
I remember how silent and still everyone on deck went as we all watched this ball of green in front of us slowly grow in size, it was like we were all mesmerised. It was only broken by the computer beeping, letting us know we were close enough to send out satellites. So we did. And it wasn't long after that that we were landing on the green planet.
_*_
It was more than 24 hours after landing that my squad and I left the shuttle. During that time, our scientists had been examining the atmospheric compositions to make sure if it were toxic or not, while my team and I observed the surroundings for forms of intelligent life.
After the dust had settled from our landing, there had been some... curiosity from some... animals, I guess you could call them, but no signs of what we would consider intelligent. So exactly one hour after the sun rose on this planet (which was a different time of day to when we landed), my squad and I stepped out of the airlock to walk down the ramp and secure the terrain before the various hordes of scientists in their enviro-suits could rampage and take samples and do other scientist-ish things.
The base of the ramp fell to yellow coloured reed-like grassland that reached up to our waists, that spread out around our ship a few hundred kilometres in each direction. Every now and then there were green leafy plants and other flowering plants mixed in. (I had been surprised that the landing didn't flatten the whole lot of them.). Beyond that it was thick green jungle up into mountain ranges.
At my order, my squad and I split and went off in different directions to scout around. Even though our radios were open, no one spoke until reaching the forest edge.
“I've found nothing.” (X) said just as I reached my section of forest. (Y), (Z), (A) and (B) also concurred. I was about to radio the same when the ground where I had attempted to step with my right foot didn't so much as shift as not exist to begin with, and I fell at the perfectly wrong angle for that knee.
I consider myself very manly, but I admit that I may have shrieked like a girl when my knee snapped out of joint and I hit the ground hard. (X) called out to me on the radio while I curled around my leg cursing loudly and trying to breath through the pain.
“I'm alright,” I eventually gathered coherency to send out. “Stupid, fucken knee of mine is all.”
“Don't tell me,” (Y) sent with teasing affection. “You tripped and fell.”
“Ha-ha. You are so funny.” I sarcastically replied, still trying to breath through the pain so that I could relax enough to put my knee back in place. “Fuck,” I hissed through clenched teeth, looking down at that leg. “that angle is so wrong.”
“Need any evac?” (A) asked.
“I-” I cut off in surprise as the grass to my left slowly parted as something passed through it and headed in my direction. “I've got movement here!” I hissed out as what ever it was got closer to me. Being unable to shuffle backwards as my foot was still stuck down that blasted hole, I drew my weapon and held it ready to defend myself in case the what ever it was – that was making purring and clicking sounds now- had teeth and claws. So I was surprised when the grass parted to reveal greenish eyes on a face that looked almost human, with white human-like hair growing from the top of it's head and trailing back through the grass on either side of the shoulders that also looked very human-like. It's ears were in the same place, just... kind of cat-like in shape, and it's skin was very pale, actually shimmering white. It crawled through the grass on hands and feet, knees sticking out the the sides, keeping low and still making those purring and clicking noises. It wore clothes, I realised with some brief hysteria that made me laugh. Grey fabric that shimmered on movement. And after it was almost a meter from me, it sat back, squatting just like a human would, and looked at me in what I would like to say was a thoughtful manner. “Guys...” I breathed, “I have just made contact.” And I started describing what I was seeing.
“Stay put. We will evac you ASAP.” (A) ordered me.
“Sure, no problem.” I replied. “So far I don't think it wants to eat me.”
It kept making noises at me while it sat there, alternating between animal noises and gibberish. Finally I said, “If you're trying to talk to me, you might as well stop. I can't understand you at all.”
It looked rather surprised at that, if raising of eyebrows was of consistent meaning here, and it's cat-ears twitched and focussed in my direction. Then shock of all shocks, it repeated everything I had just said with the exact same inclination of voice and everything. Then it paused, looking thoughtful as it quietly repeated my words again, stretching parts of them out as it explored the sounds.
I just sat trying to breath with my hands hooked under my knee, until it sighed and looked back up at me. It's eyes widened as it saw my foot was not above ground and that I had issues with my knee, and it scooted closer, talking gentle gibberish as it reached out to run it's hands from my knee down to my barely visible ankle. It's touch was firm on my leg, but did not hurt at all. When it reached my ankle, it pulled something like a spade blade but only made out of thick bark out of a pouch it had tied around it's waist and began to dig around my foot. When I was able to, I rocked back on my backside and freed my foot from the dirt. The alien supported my leg at calf level with one of it's own hands and held my leg against it's body, while the other hand it used to rub tiny circles in my leg in areas around my knee. It made gibberish noises the whole time, but I felt the tension literally running from my leg. Slowly, the alien lifted my leg, still massaging my knee as it did so, until it was with the tiniest of clicks that my knee returned to it's normal position. The relief was instant. While my leg still ached like there was ice wrapped around my bones, it was no longer as agonising as it had been moments before. The alien then reached back again and into it's pouch, pulling out something that I think was some kind of root, then took big, chunky bites out of like it was a carrot, and began chewing. While it was still chewing, it grabbed one of the clumps of reeds beside us by the base, and still holding my foot to it's side, began stripping long leaf layers down like it was peeling a banana and ripping them off. Once it had stripped the plant to it's bones, it ran fingers down my leg again until reaching the elasticised foot holes of my pants. It's fingers froze and it tilted it's head slightly before raising it's eyes to mine and slowly sliding the fingers under the hem, over my boots, and up to my still aching knee.
It's hands were warm.
It turned it's attention back to my knee, and slid the hem of my pants up onto my thigh, prodding a few places around my knee again before spitting out the chewed up root into it's palm and slapped the warm, gooey stuff against my leg. I flinched at the feel of it. The alien held my leg firmly so I couldn't easily pull away, and began smearing the stuff around my skin, which started to tingle to my surprise, and the pain continued to fade. It then reached down to the hole it dug and packed dirt over the chewed root before bandaging my whole knee very professionally with the leaves it had stripped. It gently pulled the leg of my pants down again, fingers hesitating over my boots. It had bare feet, I saw. Again very human-like in shape.
Without realising it, I found myself relaxing back into the grass, all the pain melting away like ice in warm water. It was wonderful. The alien continued to watch me as it crouched at my feet. I lay back in the grass, sighing in contentment. “You know, this stuff... is almost as good as Morphine.” I murmured.
It scooted closer, up toward my hip. “I can't understand.” It said with a slight accent and a husky voice. I blinked up, not sure if I should be surprised at it speaking, or if it were just repeating again. “Morrrr-phine?”
I shrugged, feeling indulgent. “It's good for pain relief.” I said.
The alien hummed quietly, and lightly ran fingertips over my knee. “It's goood forrr pain rel-leaf.” It repeated. “Tallk to me.” Then is spoke more gibberish.
I snorted. “Sure, what ever you say. I'm from Earth, a planet very far away.” I raised my arm up and waved vaguely in the air. “Some where way, way out in that direction. Hmmm... I think this may be better than morphine, you are wanting me to tell you stuff right?” I was feeling warm and fuzzy and... cuddly. Which at the time I knew was not quite right, but for the life of me I couldn't be stuffed caring about. I think I rambled on for a while, watching the clouds drifting by in the blue sky above us. My attention was brought back to the alien when it gibbered another sentence or so and then pressed it's hand to my chest.
“Hmmm?” I raised an eye brow at it, and it took it's hand from my chest and repeated the gibberish it had just said, putting it's hand against it's own chest. At heart level, if it were human, I noted. Then it's hand was back against my chest. Over my heart.
“Tallk to me.” It said. It's hand went back to it's chest. “I-” that same gibberish that was something like Harraglar-(blah-blah-blah-blah with a lot of hacking noises in between.).
“Are you asking my name?” I almost laughed then, and purely because I felt like it, I told it my name, placing my own hand over it's warm one against my chest. “Can I call you Harry?”
It smiled softly, repeated my name, drew my hand against it's chest, then clearly said “You can call me Harry.”
to be continued...
I know it's short, but it wanted to be posted!
Please note! This chapter contains the use of “f” words! BEWARE!
Thoughts of an Unnamed Earth Explorer
by Zuzanny
lionette AT mailcity DOT com
part 16
_*_
The Planet was green. Not blue-green with clouds the way it was back Earth side, but green-green with clouds that swirled around. At first the scientists theorised it was green because of high concentrations of copper in the atmosphere, but the probe results nullified that.
Of course, intellectually we all knew before we saw it up close that it would be green. We had seen the deep space and the long range images for months before even beginning this mission. But it was green. It really was. I remember that hitting me, just like the first time flying out of my home country as a kid and looking out the window to see the shape of the coast line. And how it really resembled the maps. That was what it was like again now, looking out the windows into the black as soon as we were close enough to get a visual.
And it was green.
I remember how silent and still everyone on deck went as we all watched this ball of green in front of us slowly grow in size, it was like we were all mesmerised. It was only broken by the computer beeping, letting us know we were close enough to send out satellites. So we did. And it wasn't long after that that we were landing on the green planet.
_*_
It was more than 24 hours after landing that my squad and I left the shuttle. During that time, our scientists had been examining the atmospheric compositions to make sure if it were toxic or not, while my team and I observed the surroundings for forms of intelligent life.
After the dust had settled from our landing, there had been some... curiosity from some... animals, I guess you could call them, but no signs of what we would consider intelligent. So exactly one hour after the sun rose on this planet (which was a different time of day to when we landed), my squad and I stepped out of the airlock to walk down the ramp and secure the terrain before the various hordes of scientists in their enviro-suits could rampage and take samples and do other scientist-ish things.
The base of the ramp fell to yellow coloured reed-like grassland that reached up to our waists, that spread out around our ship a few hundred kilometres in each direction. Every now and then there were green leafy plants and other flowering plants mixed in. (I had been surprised that the landing didn't flatten the whole lot of them.). Beyond that it was thick green jungle up into mountain ranges.
At my order, my squad and I split and went off in different directions to scout around. Even though our radios were open, no one spoke until reaching the forest edge.
“I've found nothing.” (X) said just as I reached my section of forest. (Y), (Z), (A) and (B) also concurred. I was about to radio the same when the ground where I had attempted to step with my right foot didn't so much as shift as not exist to begin with, and I fell at the perfectly wrong angle for that knee.
I consider myself very manly, but I admit that I may have shrieked like a girl when my knee snapped out of joint and I hit the ground hard. (X) called out to me on the radio while I curled around my leg cursing loudly and trying to breath through the pain.
“I'm alright,” I eventually gathered coherency to send out. “Stupid, fucken knee of mine is all.”
“Don't tell me,” (Y) sent with teasing affection. “You tripped and fell.”
“Ha-ha. You are so funny.” I sarcastically replied, still trying to breath through the pain so that I could relax enough to put my knee back in place. “Fuck,” I hissed through clenched teeth, looking down at that leg. “that angle is so wrong.”
“Need any evac?” (A) asked.
“I-” I cut off in surprise as the grass to my left slowly parted as something passed through it and headed in my direction. “I've got movement here!” I hissed out as what ever it was got closer to me. Being unable to shuffle backwards as my foot was still stuck down that blasted hole, I drew my weapon and held it ready to defend myself in case the what ever it was – that was making purring and clicking sounds now- had teeth and claws. So I was surprised when the grass parted to reveal greenish eyes on a face that looked almost human, with white human-like hair growing from the top of it's head and trailing back through the grass on either side of the shoulders that also looked very human-like. It's ears were in the same place, just... kind of cat-like in shape, and it's skin was very pale, actually shimmering white. It crawled through the grass on hands and feet, knees sticking out the the sides, keeping low and still making those purring and clicking noises. It wore clothes, I realised with some brief hysteria that made me laugh. Grey fabric that shimmered on movement. And after it was almost a meter from me, it sat back, squatting just like a human would, and looked at me in what I would like to say was a thoughtful manner. “Guys...” I breathed, “I have just made contact.” And I started describing what I was seeing.
“Stay put. We will evac you ASAP.” (A) ordered me.
“Sure, no problem.” I replied. “So far I don't think it wants to eat me.”
It kept making noises at me while it sat there, alternating between animal noises and gibberish. Finally I said, “If you're trying to talk to me, you might as well stop. I can't understand you at all.”
It looked rather surprised at that, if raising of eyebrows was of consistent meaning here, and it's cat-ears twitched and focussed in my direction. Then shock of all shocks, it repeated everything I had just said with the exact same inclination of voice and everything. Then it paused, looking thoughtful as it quietly repeated my words again, stretching parts of them out as it explored the sounds.
I just sat trying to breath with my hands hooked under my knee, until it sighed and looked back up at me. It's eyes widened as it saw my foot was not above ground and that I had issues with my knee, and it scooted closer, talking gentle gibberish as it reached out to run it's hands from my knee down to my barely visible ankle. It's touch was firm on my leg, but did not hurt at all. When it reached my ankle, it pulled something like a spade blade but only made out of thick bark out of a pouch it had tied around it's waist and began to dig around my foot. When I was able to, I rocked back on my backside and freed my foot from the dirt. The alien supported my leg at calf level with one of it's own hands and held my leg against it's body, while the other hand it used to rub tiny circles in my leg in areas around my knee. It made gibberish noises the whole time, but I felt the tension literally running from my leg. Slowly, the alien lifted my leg, still massaging my knee as it did so, until it was with the tiniest of clicks that my knee returned to it's normal position. The relief was instant. While my leg still ached like there was ice wrapped around my bones, it was no longer as agonising as it had been moments before. The alien then reached back again and into it's pouch, pulling out something that I think was some kind of root, then took big, chunky bites out of like it was a carrot, and began chewing. While it was still chewing, it grabbed one of the clumps of reeds beside us by the base, and still holding my foot to it's side, began stripping long leaf layers down like it was peeling a banana and ripping them off. Once it had stripped the plant to it's bones, it ran fingers down my leg again until reaching the elasticised foot holes of my pants. It's fingers froze and it tilted it's head slightly before raising it's eyes to mine and slowly sliding the fingers under the hem, over my boots, and up to my still aching knee.
It's hands were warm.
It turned it's attention back to my knee, and slid the hem of my pants up onto my thigh, prodding a few places around my knee again before spitting out the chewed up root into it's palm and slapped the warm, gooey stuff against my leg. I flinched at the feel of it. The alien held my leg firmly so I couldn't easily pull away, and began smearing the stuff around my skin, which started to tingle to my surprise, and the pain continued to fade. It then reached down to the hole it dug and packed dirt over the chewed root before bandaging my whole knee very professionally with the leaves it had stripped. It gently pulled the leg of my pants down again, fingers hesitating over my boots. It had bare feet, I saw. Again very human-like in shape.
Without realising it, I found myself relaxing back into the grass, all the pain melting away like ice in warm water. It was wonderful. The alien continued to watch me as it crouched at my feet. I lay back in the grass, sighing in contentment. “You know, this stuff... is almost as good as Morphine.” I murmured.
It scooted closer, up toward my hip. “I can't understand.” It said with a slight accent and a husky voice. I blinked up, not sure if I should be surprised at it speaking, or if it were just repeating again. “Morrrr-phine?”
I shrugged, feeling indulgent. “It's good for pain relief.” I said.
The alien hummed quietly, and lightly ran fingertips over my knee. “It's goood forrr pain rel-leaf.” It repeated. “Tallk to me.” Then is spoke more gibberish.
I snorted. “Sure, what ever you say. I'm from Earth, a planet very far away.” I raised my arm up and waved vaguely in the air. “Some where way, way out in that direction. Hmmm... I think this may be better than morphine, you are wanting me to tell you stuff right?” I was feeling warm and fuzzy and... cuddly. Which at the time I knew was not quite right, but for the life of me I couldn't be stuffed caring about. I think I rambled on for a while, watching the clouds drifting by in the blue sky above us. My attention was brought back to the alien when it gibbered another sentence or so and then pressed it's hand to my chest.
“Hmmm?” I raised an eye brow at it, and it took it's hand from my chest and repeated the gibberish it had just said, putting it's hand against it's own chest. At heart level, if it were human, I noted. Then it's hand was back against my chest. Over my heart.
“Tallk to me.” It said. It's hand went back to it's chest. “I-” that same gibberish that was something like Harraglar-(blah-blah-blah-blah with a lot of hacking noises in between.).
“Are you asking my name?” I almost laughed then, and purely because I felt like it, I told it my name, placing my own hand over it's warm one against my chest. “Can I call you Harry?”
It smiled softly, repeated my name, drew my hand against it's chest, then clearly said “You can call me Harry.”
to be continued...