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Post by Tiamate on Jul 20, 2006 17:36:32 GMT -5
Tia nodded, raising both eyebrows and sitting to eat the salad. After a moment of watching the weird guy, she finally posed the question she had been dying to ask for the last few minutes. "Are you a member of the Sharing?" she questioned, swallowing her food and staring at him.
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Post by Dessan on Jul 20, 2006 17:39:32 GMT -5
As expected, Dessan sat, ignoring the two of them. He even missed the question about the Sharing, not that he would even know what that was. For some reason he heard a few whispers, though, but ignored those also, in favor of eating, of course!
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Post by Esplin 9466 on Jul 20, 2006 21:16:34 GMT -5
Indar nodded as he stuffed a taco into his mouth. The taco had a hard shell and was crunchy. He loved it. Gerlan loved it.
He hoped he wasn't acting too much like an Andalite, though; no one knew of him being Andalite, and he wanted to keep it that way. He wouldn't mind the Visserial promotion, but, if Visser Three were to find out, Indar would be dead meat for sure.
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Post by Tiamate on Jul 24, 2006 18:04:33 GMT -5
Tia smiled, looking at Indar. "Good," she said, walking over to him. "Do you remember where the next meeting is? I forgot."
Norpo then leaned her in slightly and whispered, "Get control of your host. You're making the rest of us look bad."
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Post by Esplin 9466 on Jul 29, 2006 14:18:32 GMT -5
"Hm..." Indar said. "I think it's tonight. Yes, tonight! There are some important things they're going to discuss, so Mr. Smithson would not want anyone to miss it." Mr. Smithson was Visser Three's human morph, of course. Indar grimaced. He hated Visser Three.
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Post by Dessan on Aug 18, 2006 17:57:01 GMT -5
Dessan ignored his sister for now, beginning to prepare his fourth taco from the bag, smothering it in nachos and eating both together in as little bites as possible. He thought it was funny personally, but he knew that Tia was disgusted when he ate like that. Which is why he did it. Stopping, he wadded the taco wrapping up and chucked it at the back of his sister's head. She was ignoring him, and he JUST got back!
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Post by Esplin 9466 on Aug 18, 2006 22:53:48 GMT -5
Tia frowned, turning to glare at her brother. She took the taco wrapper and chucked it back at her brother. "Sorry, Worm. You had something on your neck. Oh, wait, that was your face!"
"What is the purpose of this form of interaction?" Indar asked, blinking. Humans confused him, as he had never had a human host before.
Swiftly, the boy dodged the flying paper, and stuck out his tongue to his sister. "Well if you could AIM maybe it'd look more like a target. You have to have skills!" He grinned evilly and launched a nacho slathered in cheese at her head this time.
She ducked as it sailed over her head barely. {This boy doesn't know who he's messing with,} Norpo muttered. {He's going down!} Norpo picked up a napkin and chucked it at her brother, this time taking care to properly aim at his nose. "There is no real point," Tia said to the other "human". "It's just for fun."
"I see," he replied. <<Tiamate,>> he said privately. <<May I speak with you alone? My host is an Andalite, but I have been keeping it secret...>>
Tia jumped slightly and turned to look at him. "Ahem. Um, Dess, here's some cash. Mind running to the vending machine for me? I'm in the mood for chocolate. There's only enough for two things and maybe a soda."
Dessan just stood still, a monoemotional look on his face, looking at her in annoyance as the napkin faltered in the air from being so light. "Wow, you are a sad, sad person," he said, shaking his head and going back to eating, crunching on his chips. <Not to mention fat,> he thought aloud, which was bad, considering she probably heard it. "And thanks, but I'm keeping the money," he said, taking it from her and grinning, though he stood and moved off to do so.
Indar heard Dessan's "thought-speech". His Yeerk reaction was immediately. "Andalite!" he hissed, though audible only to Tiamate and some punk nearby, who turned to stare at him.
Tia's eyes narrowed, but she turned to Indar. "What? My brother's not an Andalite," she hissed, sounding rather put off at the concept of her brother even being associated with them. She didn't not like them; she just didn't want her baby brother associated with them.
<<Then how did he use thought-speech?>> he asked, leading her toward a deserted area that he could hide, and show her.
She shrugged. "He's always been able to do that, or at least since he was twelve. It gets kind of annoying. Now, where are we going then?"
<<Somewhere private.>> Indar stood, where no one could see him, and began to remove his clothes.
Tia stared at him and then Norpo covered her eyes. "Tell us when you're done."
Indar demorphed, then stood there, fully Andalite. His human form had use the restroom really bad, and he didn't want to deal with that.<Done.>
"Ok...Remind me again why you decided to demorph in a crowed airport of all places?!" She hissed, staring at him like he was a moron.
<My human form had to...eh…defecate.>
"What?" Tia questioned, raising an eyebrow. "I think it means he had to pee."
<No. Humans would call it 'poop'.>
Dessan began to walk back, turning around and looking over the assortment of goods he'd bought at the vending machine. He completely ignored the blue horse-man and all the screaming people running by him. When he approached, he smiled. "Look what I got, Ti...a..." He'd looked up and froze, holding his things, staring at the huge blue horse. "Woa. Horse-dude..."
Tia smiled, trying to act calm. "Dess, um...Don't panic. Or run screaming in the other direction. He's just an alien from another--country! Another country. He's just having an allergic reaction to some of the food." {Allergic reaction?} Tia asked.
{Sorry, I panicked,} Norpo responded.
Indar stood there, and blinked.
"Yeeeaaa, I'll go with that..." Dessan said, inching backwards. "He's like a moldy donkey with a guy's body on him..." His eye twiched, wondering if he'd gotten sucked into a TV or something.
<<What do I do?>> Indar asked Tia. He was nervous.
"Um...Just turn into either a human or something very small and meet me at the 'Help Desk' at the Sharing. We can talk if I'm not busy." To Dessan, she added, "Um, listen. Why don't we just go to the movies or something? I hear there's a new sci-fi movie playing." She had picked up the idea from Norpo, hoping Dessan might just associate the "moldy donkey" with something in the movie.
"New movie? Must be good if people MORPH THEMSELVES INTO HAIRY PONIES!" He twitched again, barely resisting the urge to run.
Indar, unable to help it. A steady stream of yellow Andalite urine poured from him, to the floor in front of Dessan, then he retracted his organ, flushing deep purple.
Dessan, upon almost being urinated on, turned and just walked away, headed for the bathroom, though he didn't get anything on him, he was going to be scrubbing for weeks. He felt dirty now. He was still twitching, unable to believe what he'd seen.
Indar began to morph human. <Oh my, I apologize. I did not mean to do that.>
"Um, I've gotta go talk to him. And I'll tell him you're sorry. Um, like I said, the 'Help Desk', tonight. By." She turned and started off after Dessan. "Dessan, wait up!"
"Wash... Wash... W-Wash..." Dessan twitched each time he chanted the word, still holding onto the chocolate and sodas, bee lining for the bathroom.
Indar finished morphing, and dressed himself. A man walked up to someone who he didn't know was a Controller. "Sir, I saw a blue horse urinating on the floor over there."
Tia took off running after Dessan. She felt so bad about everything. "Dessan!"
"Andalite," the Controller hissed, looking up at Indar to see if he had noticed the word. Without giving him any chance to question it if he did, the Controller continued, "Thank you. I will have a maintenance crew clean it up. Meanwhile, might I talk to you for a second?" He smiled, indicating a small room.
Indar blinked as he walked over, fully dressed. "There was an Andalite in here?" he replied. "This is not good." He blinked. In a hushed whisper, he said, "You are one of his guards, am I correct?"
The man nodded to the Controller.
The Controller nodded. "Yes." He turned to the man. "Right this way, sir. I would like to hear all about it."
A man who was not a man walked over. He seemed to send off a dark aura; when you looked at him, you seemed to know he was evil. His black hair was slicked back, and his face was incredibly handsome and distorted in a look of disgust. "What is going on here?" he asked, in a sharp, slightly British accent.
"Sir!" The Controller snapped to immediate attention. "This man thought he saw something. I was simply going to try and get a better description of the...creature."
"It was a blue horse," the man told him. "It had a scorpion tail...antenna eyes...it looked like a centaur."
Visser Three blinked. "That is an Andalite. Have this man infested, and have the airport searched immediately."
"Yes, sir!" He saluted and turned to the man, taking him lightly, but forcefully by the arm. "This way, sir."
"Whe...where are you taking me? What is going on? Infested? Searched? What the..."
"This way. There's nothing to worry about."
"The blue thing, it was an alien, right?"
Dessan had finished washing himself off, and was about to go outside when he heard voices. Was it the cops? He didn't want to go out there just in case they wanted to talk to him, so instead pressed his ear against the door and listened.
Tia managed to stay out of the way of the Controller and the visser. She didn't want to get roped into a search. Plus, she needed to find her brother. She watched as the Controller smiled reassuringly, "No, sir. We just had a sci-fi convention get off. It was just someone in a costume, but I would like to speak to you about it. We're trying to decide whether it is too bothersome to the other people using the airport if people walk around in costumes."
The man nodded.
The Controller brought the man into the room, where he was handed off to Hork-Bajir to be infested. Meanwhile, a small group of security guards was sent out to search, while they waited on the arrival of the police.
Tia took that time to slide over to the bathroom. She knocked on it twice. "Anyone in there?" she half whispered, pushing against the door slightly to crack it.
(YIM RP done with me, Tia, and Dessan)
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