UFO King
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« on: November 20, 2011, 02:19:16 am » |
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The grizzled perrachi tried not to feel too proud when the alien king singled him out for a compliment. What had he done 26 years ago... He reacted improperly. He embraced the fame, the media darlings swarming over him restlessly. And what the rebels did to his daughter at Anouha because he failed to keep his face off every single news screen on Perrawiih... But those days were past now. The bosses wanted him to save another world.
His internal musings were cut short when a photosoid alien less than one-third his height walked near him. He couldn't make out any details through the full-body environment suit, but he did make out a few words. "Could it be? General... Charkan?" It had to be the insignias on his wing; the helmet on his environment suit obscured his scarred face. But that meant this alien had to be obsessed with perrachi history to know the pre-contact Fethant military ranking system! To each his own interests, he supposed. "Yes...Marakiri, is it? Is there something you have to say?" Charkan had made sure to brush up on his xenobiology after inadvertently mistaking that makal for a gelatin dessert back at Corion's place. Marakiri - aren't they in that Sector Agency alliance?
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