http://ternaui.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ternaui.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-04-02 04:44 pm

These Are The Beings In Your Neighborhood.

The Chancellor was busy travelling throughout the ship, mapping out the 'Dead Zones' in his mind. A ship-wide revolution needs good, cautious use of dead zones.  He traveled in silence.  So much silence.

He peered through a space he was too large to enter.

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
The Chancellor was too large, but a space would have to be very small indeed to keep Duuv from investigating it. He washed along the wall, every inch of him buzzing and muttering as he practiced making sounds. He looked like a bad special effect and sounded like a distant crowd.

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The chattering stopped and Duuv flooded backwards, interested. A thin little whisper came from his surface:

"Hi! Hihihihihi! Hi!"

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
So many new words! Duuv understood about eight of them. He bunched up, forming a slug-like shape with a knob on one end, then suddenly furred over with hundreds of fine tendrils.

"Hi! Hihihihihi! Am Duuv! Hi!"

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi! Hi! Hello!"

Communication! He froths over in sheer bliss. Someone was talking to him, hooray!

Wait, manners. Right!

"How are?"

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Worry?"

He edges closer, because nothing comforts like physical proximity to something like Duuv.

"Sad?"

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Sad. Big sad."

Poor guy. Duuv settled on one of his feet in a bid to comfort him.

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-02 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Momma. Dad."

He was quiet a moment, thinking, then spread out in a stringy puddle.

"Mommy."

[identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Passing by, because he too was curious to look around and get a better idea of the ship, Snow was finally long out of the pod chambers he had reluctantly stayed in for so long. And the Chancellor wasn't really hard to miss wandering around the ship.

"Hey, you guy!" he called out with a wave.

[identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Wait, what. Snow blinked in surprise, holding off on the Serah Serah Serah yay talk. For now, anyway.

"Woah, so you can talk?" It made sense. He understood Snow just fine when he spoke to him.

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Duuv appeared to be a large clot of blood. He extended a tendril towards Snow and waved it on the air, and spoke in a thin, whispery little voice.

"Hi! Hi hihi hi hi hi hihihihihihihihi! Am Duuv! Hi!"

[identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Snow had run into the Chancellor down in the pod chambers, so had his moment of initial surprise down there. Seeing him again and in a brighter light than they had down there wasn't as surprising a thing, but Snow was able to get a better idea of how big the guy was. But this? This was something else.

He pulled his head back. And though anyone could tell he was quite put off by meeting ... a clot of blood, he still tried to not outright ask 'what the heck is that'. "Young ... fellow?"

[identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Could blood be a species? Meeting so many different kinds of beings like this was confusing. But it waved at him and spoke, so Snow figured for now he'd just go along with this until he learned more.

... Especially since the Chancellor brought up the magic subject, so that train of thought quickly de-railed. Snow smiled widely and nodded. "She's fine, now. Well-- she's just as lost as everyone is. But since I'm here for her, I'm going to do everything to get us the answers we need."

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. Fellow-fellow-fellow. Boy. Am." he affirmed. These things bore repeating.

He waved a long tendril at Snow. The tip of it was covered in still more tendrils, so fine and numerous that they almost looked like fur. "Hihihi! Hi! Am Duuv - you? Name? Hi!"

[identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Slowly, cautiously, even, Snow put out a gloved hand toward the tendril.

"Uuuh, I'm Snow."

[identity profile] nottheredsea.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Golly, but the people here were so nice about inviting him to climb on them! He promptly extended with the intention of wrapping the tip of the tendril around Snow's hand, so as to provide a bridge for more of him.

"Hi, Snow! Hi hi hihihihihihi! Hi! Hi! Am Duuv! How are? Hi!"