E.L.F
Posted: 19 Mar 2007, 04:26
Soooo I finished Crown and have launched into a new story. This time...sci-fi! I hope yall enjoy this. Enjoy enjoy enjoy!
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Prologue:
Name: PIXIE (PIX)
Age: Fifteen Cycles (16.2 HST)
Occupation: Companion/teaching attache for Jonathan
Race: E.L.F ***Human Model, seiries 3-A***
Hair: Pink
Eye: Pink
Cyber Capacity: FM radio. 1.2 giga connection to Ship Web, Civilian Clearance. Standard Intake/outtake plug
Hight: Five standard feet and six standard inches.
Current Price: Not for sale. (Estimated: 2Bil SSC)
Current home: Human Settlement 12 by 312, Harbinger.
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Chapter One: Earth
├óÔé¼┼ôHey...Jimmy, have you ever heard of a Earth?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy stood, holding a computer part that he had freed from it's watery grave. Murky brown liquid dripped from it's corners and it's wires had been corroded away by it's time under water. Jimmy threw it over his shoulder.
├óÔé¼┼ôNope.├óÔé¼┬Ø He said, looking over his shoulder at Pix. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhy?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, tapping her ankles against the box she was sitting on. ├óÔé¼┼ôI heard Da talking about it.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy turned full around, pulling his cap off and scratching his head. ├óÔé¼┼ôMust be something to do with the Uppers.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah...but the weird thing is, I can't find it anywhere on the Internet.├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix scratched her antennae, twiddling it slightly. The antennae sparked, electricity arcing between it and it's partner on the other side of Pix's head.
Jimmy turned back to the trash pile. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell it sounds weird. Earth.├óÔé¼┬Ø He tried the word out again. ├óÔé¼┼ôEarth.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix slid off her box, splashing into the ankle deep sludge that filled the trash compactor. She slogged over to Jimmy and leaned on the side of the pile.
├óÔé¼┼ôWant to find out what it is?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôEh,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, thrusting aside some trash, rooting through a load of computer parts. He paused, staring at something. Then he shoved trash frantically aside, groping deep into the pile. He came out holding a shard of crystal. ├óÔé¼┼ôOh...oh...oh boy!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat! What...wow, nice find Jimmy,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, leaning on Jimmy's shoulder and looking at the crystal.
Jimmy gulped, his heart skipping a beat. He handed the crystal to her, trying not to think of how close she was to him.
Pix chewed her lip as she turned the crystal over in her hands. A faint humming sound could be heard, her antennae twiddling up and down.
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's...got data. Some data. I can't decode it without a socket, but this crystal is fully functional.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôThat means...├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said as Pix handed the crystal back to him.
├óÔé¼┼ôThat means,├óÔé¼┬Ø She said. ├óÔé¼┼ôThat means we're RICH!├óÔé¼┬Ø They both shouted, jumping up and down.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe're rich, we're rich!├óÔé¼┬Ø
The trash compactor groaned, the walls shuddering slightly. Pix and Jimmy stopped dancing, looking around. The walls shudders, then started to close in. Jimmy and Pix immediately dashed for the door, pushing through the gunk and the trash. The walls were going faster as the mortars picked up speed. Jimmy and Pix burst through the door before the compactor closed.
├óÔé¼┼ôTubes!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy breathed, looking at the doorway they had been standing in a moment ago.
├óÔé¼┼ôLikewise,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix agreed, breathing heavily. Her antennae folded back into an expression of anger. ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid tubing uppers. They forget we live in these things.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy looked around at the other trash compactors. Rows of them lined the hallway. Every third or fourth one had a small shanty in it. Jimmy didn't hear any more compactors start up. The only sounds he heard was the constant hum and drone of Harbinger, inter spaced with sounds from the shanties. Pix frowned. She looked at Jimmy.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat?├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy asked.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhy did only this one turn on?├óÔé¼┬Ø She asked. Jimmy shrugged.
├óÔé¼┼ôI don't know. Let's ask Da. He should know.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSounds good,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said. ├óÔé¼┼ôJust...├óÔé¼┬Ø She looked back at the compactor. She shook her head. ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid Uppers.├óÔé¼┬Ø
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Five hundred miles upwards, through countless hallways and slabs of metal, one of the ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid Uppers├óÔé¼┬Ø looked out it's window and sighed.
├óÔé¼┼ôAmbassador,├óÔé¼┬Ø The annoying human said, his voice too high pitched, too slow and too fast. He sounded like a xx-lqui-lk, a small chitinous insect that hailed from the middle decks. Humans called them bug squirrels for some reason.
├óÔé¼┼ôAmbassador! Are you listening!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYes,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jorquin said, sitting back on his haunches. The human ambassador was dressed in rags and metal, his shoulders covered with metal, his middle body with rags and his lower body with next to nothing. He looked like an absurd medevil warrior from some backwater corner of the ship, one who didn't even know where they were. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes, I am listening. I just do not care.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSee! You see!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human ambassador gestured histrionically to the other delegates. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe Xorquin, once again, refuse to look beyond their own scent receptors.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSome would say humans do not look beyond their own noses either,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Yetel delegate said, his wings folding and unfolding reflexively.
├óÔé¼┼ôBut this is a issue for the entire ship!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate shouted. ├óÔé¼┼ôHarbinger can not exist without cooperation from ALL races.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Every delegate sat up straighter. Even the Slor managed to look attentive, it's ooze output slowing.
├óÔé¼┼ôIf you do not agree to our demands,├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said. ├óÔé¼┼ôHumanity will wage war over this. We may be in the lower decks, but you can not have a home without a foundation. So...├óÔé¼┬Ø his mouth quirked in what Jorquin knew was the human equivalent of a smile. ├óÔé¼┼ôWe either hang together or we hang together.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Half the delegates laughed. A third of them scowled or frowned in their own ways. The Slor burped loudly, increasing it's ooze output by a factor of two. Jorquin, however, stood.
├óÔé¼┼ôThe Xorquin and their allies will not tolerate this terrorism,├óÔé¼┬Ø he said. ├óÔé¼┼ôHumanity is a belligerent race. Your race was saved by Harbinger and the races already on it. The Xorquin where here for a thousand centuries before your kind. Our allies were here longer. You have no right to dictate terms to us, as if you were masters instead of slaves!├óÔé¼┬Ø
A silence struck the council, a silence more profound than any that had ever struck it before. The Slor's ooze stopped flowing entirely. The human delegate looked stricken, his eyes wide and his mouth open.
├óÔé¼┼ôJorquin!├óÔé¼┬Ø the Urtish delegate shouted, standing. ├óÔé¼┼ôRetract/Rescind your statement! It has no place/time in this meeting!├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jorquin shot a glare at the Urtish. ├óÔé¼┼ôVery well. I misspoke.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo, you did not,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Human Delegate said. He looked at his allies. The Urtish. The Jerles. The E.L.F's. ├óÔé¼┼ôKnow this; Humanity is a race of free men. We can not live without being free. Our allies know this. Our allies understand this. And our allies will fight to the death with us! You will not touch Earth or the entirety of Harbinger will be torn apart!├óÔé¼┬Ø
The council was silent again.
├óÔé¼┼ôThis concludes our part of this meeting,├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said, turning and walking out of the council chamber.
He walked through the gleaming corridors of the upper level. He passed strange aliens. Didn't pay them a second glance, and neither did they give him a second glance. He pulled off his cloak when he reached his suite, throwing it onto his bed. He unhooked his shoulder pads and walked to his closet. He pulled on a simple white shirt and simple white pants. He was about to pull on sandles so he could go to the food court when his computer bleeped.
├óÔé¼┼ôMessage. Message. Message├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôShut up!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said, walking to his computer. ├óÔé¼┼ôOpen channel.├óÔé¼┬Ø
His wife's face appeared on the screen. ├óÔé¼┼ôMartha!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate exclaimed, beaming. ├óÔé¼┼ôI've missed you.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI've missed you as well,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Human Delegate said.
An uncomfortable silence stretched between them.
Then Jimmy burst onto the screen, Pix behind him.
├óÔé¼┼ôDaddy!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, holding up a crystal. ├óÔé¼┼ôLook what I found!├óÔé¼┬Ø
A third being watched the conversation. It was not happy to see the crystal. It turned it's recorder on, moving to another wall computer. It needed to get some messages out. The plan had changed.
Jimmy smiled at his father, who smiled back. ├óÔé¼┼ôThat's very impressive, my boy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's pure too,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix chimed in. Father stopped smiling, looking shocked.
├óÔé¼┼ôPure? Are you sure Pix?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI've checked it too,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said, leaning back into the frame. ├óÔé¼┼ôIt has a lot of data on it, but we can delete it and-├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWait,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father held up his hand. ├óÔé¼┼ôSend me the data, please.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôIt'll take a while,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said, bringing up a window with her finger. She tapped the Internet icon and dragged the data icon into the email slot. After a moment the computer chimed and the email slot turned gray.
├óÔé¼┼ôThank you,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father said. Mother frowned, reading the ETA.
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's gonna take three weeks,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said. Father sighed.
├óÔé¼┼ôI hope it's none too important then,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father murmured. ├óÔé¼┼ôBut it might be. So keep that data crystal safe.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat makes you think it's so important?├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother asked, looking at the crystal. Jimmy held onto it tighter, as if it was going to be whisked out of his hands in a moment.
├óÔé¼┼ôI don't know,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father said, resting his chin on his fist and thinking. ├óÔé¼┼ôIt might be...├óÔé¼┬Ø he glanced at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôNever mind. I will send a message to you later this night. Till then.├óÔé¼┬Ø He tipped his head and signed off.
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Jimmy lay in his bed, eyes closed. Pix snored. Jimmy rolled over and looked at her. Pix was curled into a ball, one of her antennae squashed into her mattress. Electricity sparked between them, a soft fizzit sounding in the room, followed by another snore. Fizzit. Snore. Jimmy sighed, eyes tracing along Pix's back to her...
Her...
Pix murmured to herself, rolling on her back. Her shirt fell upwards slightly to expose her chest and the intake/outtake plug over the right side of the ribcage. Jimmy rolled onto his back, looking at the celling. Pix and he had been friends for...his entire life. Jimmy closed his eyes, trying to not think of Pix's...body parts. His body parts, however, kept thinking about her.
Jimmy grumbled, rolling over and facing the wall. Pix shifted in her sleep, still snoring. Jimmy decided that it was her snoring that was keeping him up. Yeah. That was it. He drifted off to sleep.
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Pix and Jimmy rooted through a new pile of trash.
├óÔé¼┼ôI bet that crystal has something to do with a Earth,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, ducking down. She pulled out a thin strip of orange peel and tossed it away with a disgusted sound.
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, kicking at his trash. He looked at Pix. She was staring at the ground, chewing her lip. She ducked down and pulled out a half corroded computer part. She examined it, then looked at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôUh...├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy stammered. ├óÔé¼┼ôI think we should see if we can find this Earth thingy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix threw the computer part over her shoulder and put her hands on her hips. ├óÔé¼┼ôNow that...is a pretty good idea.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo, wait,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, shaking his head. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe Arachnos are between us and the rest of the ship.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix looked at the celling, thinking hard. She pulled her shirt up slightly, working her hand under to scratch the area of skin around her intake/outtake plug.
├óÔé¼┼ôWell I know the secret rout past the Arachnos,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou do!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell I found it a few days ago when you were away with your Da.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhy didn't you say so?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell...you never asked,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, smiling. ├óÔé¼┼ôCome with me, it's this way!├óÔé¼┬Ø
She slogged out of the compactor. Jimmy followed her into the hallway. As they walked down the rows of compactors, a woman leaned against a door frame in front of them.
├óÔé¼┼ôWant some action, sugar?├óÔé¼┬Ø She drawled, affixing a very fake Upper accent.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe're kids!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, somewhat indignant. He wasn't quite sure what she was talking about (though he did have an inclination)
├óÔé¼┼ôYou never know, sweetie,├óÔé¼┬Ø The woman said, ├óÔé¼┼ôYou could be neonaughts, or E.L.F's like your pretty friend here.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôShe said I was pretty,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix whispered to Jimmy, beaming.
├óÔé¼┼ôWell we're not. Er...I'm not. And she's fifteen. I'm fifteen. Leave us alone!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy stammered, walking hurriedly down the hall. The woman laughed.
Pix stopped Jimmy after a few minutes, right before exiting the compactor zone and entering the hallway cross section that separated the Human area and the Arachnos area. Pix took hold of her right antennae and twirled it off her head, unscrewing it carefully.
├óÔé¼┼ôOkay,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, waving the antennae at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôThis is really cool.├óÔé¼┬Ø
She turned to the wall and inserted the antennae in a small hole. A line of goo had congeled down the wall, as if it had flowed out of the hole a moment ago. Jimmy looked down at a grate in the floor, through which the goo had flowed. After a moment the wall slid open. A foul stench smote Jimmy, who was used to the smell of trash compactors and their contents, staggered backwards.
├óÔé¼┼ôUgh!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy gasped, waving his hand in front of his nose. He looked at the floor of the new hallway they'd found. It was covered with a thin later of goo.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou walked through this?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell...no,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, unhooking her palm compartments and folding a hook out of first her right hand, then her left hand. ├óÔé¼┼ôI used these.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat about me?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix tensed, then jumped, hooking onto the ceiling. She looked down, smiling.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou've stepped through worse, Jimmy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôDang you,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy muttered, starting to walk through the goo. It stuck to his shoes, slurping along with him. Jimmy sighed, wondering why? Why did this have to be the secret passageway. Pix swung her way along the roof, chattering gaily.
├óÔé¼┼ôSo, did you get a good sleep last night?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy shrugged. ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah. I think I'm getting to big for my bed.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI thought you like curling up.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah, but it is nice to stretch every once and a while.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy and Pix kept chattering in this fashion for quite some time, still moving forward, when suddenly the wall to the right of them fell open. Light flashed over them, only to be obscured by a hulking shadow. Pix and Jimmy turned, slowly.
An Arachnos stood there. Twelve foot tall, four legged, it's carapace was painted a dull gray. Four eye pods stuck out of it's mid section, two focused on Jimmy, two on Pix. Five long scythe arms were folded out, one reaching up and over the triangular, many eyed, head. Two thin manipulator arms stuck out of the middle of the Arachnos, holding two bags filled with noxious goop.
Pix dropped to the floor, blinking in shock.
├óÔé¼┼ôJimmy...Pix...├óÔé¼┬Ø the Arachnos eye pods turned from one human to the other. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat are you doing in my laundry chute?├óÔé¼┬Ø
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Prologue:
Name: PIXIE (PIX)
Age: Fifteen Cycles (16.2 HST)
Occupation: Companion/teaching attache for Jonathan
Race: E.L.F ***Human Model, seiries 3-A***
Hair: Pink
Eye: Pink
Cyber Capacity: FM radio. 1.2 giga connection to Ship Web, Civilian Clearance. Standard Intake/outtake plug
Hight: Five standard feet and six standard inches.
Current Price: Not for sale. (Estimated: 2Bil SSC)
Current home: Human Settlement 12 by 312, Harbinger.
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Chapter One: Earth
├óÔé¼┼ôHey...Jimmy, have you ever heard of a Earth?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy stood, holding a computer part that he had freed from it's watery grave. Murky brown liquid dripped from it's corners and it's wires had been corroded away by it's time under water. Jimmy threw it over his shoulder.
├óÔé¼┼ôNope.├óÔé¼┬Ø He said, looking over his shoulder at Pix. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhy?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, tapping her ankles against the box she was sitting on. ├óÔé¼┼ôI heard Da talking about it.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy turned full around, pulling his cap off and scratching his head. ├óÔé¼┼ôMust be something to do with the Uppers.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah...but the weird thing is, I can't find it anywhere on the Internet.├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix scratched her antennae, twiddling it slightly. The antennae sparked, electricity arcing between it and it's partner on the other side of Pix's head.
Jimmy turned back to the trash pile. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell it sounds weird. Earth.├óÔé¼┬Ø He tried the word out again. ├óÔé¼┼ôEarth.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix slid off her box, splashing into the ankle deep sludge that filled the trash compactor. She slogged over to Jimmy and leaned on the side of the pile.
├óÔé¼┼ôWant to find out what it is?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôEh,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, thrusting aside some trash, rooting through a load of computer parts. He paused, staring at something. Then he shoved trash frantically aside, groping deep into the pile. He came out holding a shard of crystal. ├óÔé¼┼ôOh...oh...oh boy!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat! What...wow, nice find Jimmy,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, leaning on Jimmy's shoulder and looking at the crystal.
Jimmy gulped, his heart skipping a beat. He handed the crystal to her, trying not to think of how close she was to him.
Pix chewed her lip as she turned the crystal over in her hands. A faint humming sound could be heard, her antennae twiddling up and down.
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's...got data. Some data. I can't decode it without a socket, but this crystal is fully functional.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôThat means...├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said as Pix handed the crystal back to him.
├óÔé¼┼ôThat means,├óÔé¼┬Ø She said. ├óÔé¼┼ôThat means we're RICH!├óÔé¼┬Ø They both shouted, jumping up and down.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe're rich, we're rich!├óÔé¼┬Ø
The trash compactor groaned, the walls shuddering slightly. Pix and Jimmy stopped dancing, looking around. The walls shudders, then started to close in. Jimmy and Pix immediately dashed for the door, pushing through the gunk and the trash. The walls were going faster as the mortars picked up speed. Jimmy and Pix burst through the door before the compactor closed.
├óÔé¼┼ôTubes!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy breathed, looking at the doorway they had been standing in a moment ago.
├óÔé¼┼ôLikewise,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix agreed, breathing heavily. Her antennae folded back into an expression of anger. ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid tubing uppers. They forget we live in these things.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy looked around at the other trash compactors. Rows of them lined the hallway. Every third or fourth one had a small shanty in it. Jimmy didn't hear any more compactors start up. The only sounds he heard was the constant hum and drone of Harbinger, inter spaced with sounds from the shanties. Pix frowned. She looked at Jimmy.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat?├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy asked.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhy did only this one turn on?├óÔé¼┬Ø She asked. Jimmy shrugged.
├óÔé¼┼ôI don't know. Let's ask Da. He should know.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSounds good,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said. ├óÔé¼┼ôJust...├óÔé¼┬Ø She looked back at the compactor. She shook her head. ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid Uppers.├óÔé¼┬Ø
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Five hundred miles upwards, through countless hallways and slabs of metal, one of the ├óÔé¼┼ôStupid Uppers├óÔé¼┬Ø looked out it's window and sighed.
├óÔé¼┼ôAmbassador,├óÔé¼┬Ø The annoying human said, his voice too high pitched, too slow and too fast. He sounded like a xx-lqui-lk, a small chitinous insect that hailed from the middle decks. Humans called them bug squirrels for some reason.
├óÔé¼┼ôAmbassador! Are you listening!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYes,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jorquin said, sitting back on his haunches. The human ambassador was dressed in rags and metal, his shoulders covered with metal, his middle body with rags and his lower body with next to nothing. He looked like an absurd medevil warrior from some backwater corner of the ship, one who didn't even know where they were. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes, I am listening. I just do not care.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSee! You see!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human ambassador gestured histrionically to the other delegates. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe Xorquin, once again, refuse to look beyond their own scent receptors.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSome would say humans do not look beyond their own noses either,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Yetel delegate said, his wings folding and unfolding reflexively.
├óÔé¼┼ôBut this is a issue for the entire ship!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate shouted. ├óÔé¼┼ôHarbinger can not exist without cooperation from ALL races.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Every delegate sat up straighter. Even the Slor managed to look attentive, it's ooze output slowing.
├óÔé¼┼ôIf you do not agree to our demands,├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said. ├óÔé¼┼ôHumanity will wage war over this. We may be in the lower decks, but you can not have a home without a foundation. So...├óÔé¼┬Ø his mouth quirked in what Jorquin knew was the human equivalent of a smile. ├óÔé¼┼ôWe either hang together or we hang together.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Half the delegates laughed. A third of them scowled or frowned in their own ways. The Slor burped loudly, increasing it's ooze output by a factor of two. Jorquin, however, stood.
├óÔé¼┼ôThe Xorquin and their allies will not tolerate this terrorism,├óÔé¼┬Ø he said. ├óÔé¼┼ôHumanity is a belligerent race. Your race was saved by Harbinger and the races already on it. The Xorquin where here for a thousand centuries before your kind. Our allies were here longer. You have no right to dictate terms to us, as if you were masters instead of slaves!├óÔé¼┬Ø
A silence struck the council, a silence more profound than any that had ever struck it before. The Slor's ooze stopped flowing entirely. The human delegate looked stricken, his eyes wide and his mouth open.
├óÔé¼┼ôJorquin!├óÔé¼┬Ø the Urtish delegate shouted, standing. ├óÔé¼┼ôRetract/Rescind your statement! It has no place/time in this meeting!├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jorquin shot a glare at the Urtish. ├óÔé¼┼ôVery well. I misspoke.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo, you did not,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Human Delegate said. He looked at his allies. The Urtish. The Jerles. The E.L.F's. ├óÔé¼┼ôKnow this; Humanity is a race of free men. We can not live without being free. Our allies know this. Our allies understand this. And our allies will fight to the death with us! You will not touch Earth or the entirety of Harbinger will be torn apart!├óÔé¼┬Ø
The council was silent again.
├óÔé¼┼ôThis concludes our part of this meeting,├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said, turning and walking out of the council chamber.
He walked through the gleaming corridors of the upper level. He passed strange aliens. Didn't pay them a second glance, and neither did they give him a second glance. He pulled off his cloak when he reached his suite, throwing it onto his bed. He unhooked his shoulder pads and walked to his closet. He pulled on a simple white shirt and simple white pants. He was about to pull on sandles so he could go to the food court when his computer bleeped.
├óÔé¼┼ôMessage. Message. Message├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôShut up!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate said, walking to his computer. ├óÔé¼┼ôOpen channel.├óÔé¼┬Ø
His wife's face appeared on the screen. ├óÔé¼┼ôMartha!├óÔé¼┬Ø The human delegate exclaimed, beaming. ├óÔé¼┼ôI've missed you.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI've missed you as well,├óÔé¼┬Ø The Human Delegate said.
An uncomfortable silence stretched between them.
Then Jimmy burst onto the screen, Pix behind him.
├óÔé¼┼ôDaddy!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, holding up a crystal. ├óÔé¼┼ôLook what I found!├óÔé¼┬Ø
A third being watched the conversation. It was not happy to see the crystal. It turned it's recorder on, moving to another wall computer. It needed to get some messages out. The plan had changed.
Jimmy smiled at his father, who smiled back. ├óÔé¼┼ôThat's very impressive, my boy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's pure too,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix chimed in. Father stopped smiling, looking shocked.
├óÔé¼┼ôPure? Are you sure Pix?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI've checked it too,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said, leaning back into the frame. ├óÔé¼┼ôIt has a lot of data on it, but we can delete it and-├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWait,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father held up his hand. ├óÔé¼┼ôSend me the data, please.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôIt'll take a while,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said, bringing up a window with her finger. She tapped the Internet icon and dragged the data icon into the email slot. After a moment the computer chimed and the email slot turned gray.
├óÔé¼┼ôThank you,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father said. Mother frowned, reading the ETA.
├óÔé¼┼ôIt's gonna take three weeks,├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother said. Father sighed.
├óÔé¼┼ôI hope it's none too important then,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father murmured. ├óÔé¼┼ôBut it might be. So keep that data crystal safe.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat makes you think it's so important?├óÔé¼┬Ø Mother asked, looking at the crystal. Jimmy held onto it tighter, as if it was going to be whisked out of his hands in a moment.
├óÔé¼┼ôI don't know,├óÔé¼┬Ø Father said, resting his chin on his fist and thinking. ├óÔé¼┼ôIt might be...├óÔé¼┬Ø he glanced at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôNever mind. I will send a message to you later this night. Till then.├óÔé¼┬Ø He tipped his head and signed off.
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Jimmy lay in his bed, eyes closed. Pix snored. Jimmy rolled over and looked at her. Pix was curled into a ball, one of her antennae squashed into her mattress. Electricity sparked between them, a soft fizzit sounding in the room, followed by another snore. Fizzit. Snore. Jimmy sighed, eyes tracing along Pix's back to her...
Her...
Pix murmured to herself, rolling on her back. Her shirt fell upwards slightly to expose her chest and the intake/outtake plug over the right side of the ribcage. Jimmy rolled onto his back, looking at the celling. Pix and he had been friends for...his entire life. Jimmy closed his eyes, trying to not think of Pix's...body parts. His body parts, however, kept thinking about her.
Jimmy grumbled, rolling over and facing the wall. Pix shifted in her sleep, still snoring. Jimmy decided that it was her snoring that was keeping him up. Yeah. That was it. He drifted off to sleep.
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Pix and Jimmy rooted through a new pile of trash.
├óÔé¼┼ôI bet that crystal has something to do with a Earth,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, ducking down. She pulled out a thin strip of orange peel and tossed it away with a disgusted sound.
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, kicking at his trash. He looked at Pix. She was staring at the ground, chewing her lip. She ducked down and pulled out a half corroded computer part. She examined it, then looked at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôUh...├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy stammered. ├óÔé¼┼ôI think we should see if we can find this Earth thingy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix threw the computer part over her shoulder and put her hands on her hips. ├óÔé¼┼ôNow that...is a pretty good idea.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo, wait,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, shaking his head. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe Arachnos are between us and the rest of the ship.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix looked at the celling, thinking hard. She pulled her shirt up slightly, working her hand under to scratch the area of skin around her intake/outtake plug.
├óÔé¼┼ôWell I know the secret rout past the Arachnos,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou do!├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell I found it a few days ago when you were away with your Da.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhy didn't you say so?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell...you never asked,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, smiling. ├óÔé¼┼ôCome with me, it's this way!├óÔé¼┬Ø
She slogged out of the compactor. Jimmy followed her into the hallway. As they walked down the rows of compactors, a woman leaned against a door frame in front of them.
├óÔé¼┼ôWant some action, sugar?├óÔé¼┬Ø She drawled, affixing a very fake Upper accent.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe're kids!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy said, somewhat indignant. He wasn't quite sure what she was talking about (though he did have an inclination)
├óÔé¼┼ôYou never know, sweetie,├óÔé¼┬Ø The woman said, ├óÔé¼┼ôYou could be neonaughts, or E.L.F's like your pretty friend here.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôShe said I was pretty,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix whispered to Jimmy, beaming.
├óÔé¼┼ôWell we're not. Er...I'm not. And she's fifteen. I'm fifteen. Leave us alone!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy stammered, walking hurriedly down the hall. The woman laughed.
Pix stopped Jimmy after a few minutes, right before exiting the compactor zone and entering the hallway cross section that separated the Human area and the Arachnos area. Pix took hold of her right antennae and twirled it off her head, unscrewing it carefully.
├óÔé¼┼ôOkay,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, waving the antennae at Jimmy. ├óÔé¼┼ôThis is really cool.├óÔé¼┬Ø
She turned to the wall and inserted the antennae in a small hole. A line of goo had congeled down the wall, as if it had flowed out of the hole a moment ago. Jimmy looked down at a grate in the floor, through which the goo had flowed. After a moment the wall slid open. A foul stench smote Jimmy, who was used to the smell of trash compactors and their contents, staggered backwards.
├óÔé¼┼ôUgh!├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy gasped, waving his hand in front of his nose. He looked at the floor of the new hallway they'd found. It was covered with a thin later of goo.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou walked through this?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWell...no,├óÔé¼┬Ø Pix said, unhooking her palm compartments and folding a hook out of first her right hand, then her left hand. ├óÔé¼┼ôI used these.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat about me?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Pix tensed, then jumped, hooking onto the ceiling. She looked down, smiling.
├óÔé¼┼ôYou've stepped through worse, Jimmy.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôDang you,├óÔé¼┬Ø Jimmy muttered, starting to walk through the goo. It stuck to his shoes, slurping along with him. Jimmy sighed, wondering why? Why did this have to be the secret passageway. Pix swung her way along the roof, chattering gaily.
├óÔé¼┼ôSo, did you get a good sleep last night?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy shrugged. ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah. I think I'm getting to big for my bed.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôI thought you like curling up.├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôYeah, but it is nice to stretch every once and a while.├óÔé¼┬Ø
Jimmy and Pix kept chattering in this fashion for quite some time, still moving forward, when suddenly the wall to the right of them fell open. Light flashed over them, only to be obscured by a hulking shadow. Pix and Jimmy turned, slowly.
An Arachnos stood there. Twelve foot tall, four legged, it's carapace was painted a dull gray. Four eye pods stuck out of it's mid section, two focused on Jimmy, two on Pix. Five long scythe arms were folded out, one reaching up and over the triangular, many eyed, head. Two thin manipulator arms stuck out of the middle of the Arachnos, holding two bags filled with noxious goop.
Pix dropped to the floor, blinking in shock.
├óÔé¼┼ôJimmy...Pix...├óÔé¼┬Ø the Arachnos eye pods turned from one human to the other. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat are you doing in my laundry chute?├óÔé¼┬Ø