*Samus had spent the remainder of the trip through Z-space dozing in her cell. She never let herself slip too deep, a part of her mind always aware enough to see that no one was getting too close to her armor, and that the quality of the air was consistent. When Halas turns up to summon her, it's a mild, pleasant surprise. She'd been expecting the more ruthless part of Andalite high command to mobilize quickly. Perhaps, she muses, she wasn't the only one expecting it.*
Thank you, Halas.
*She rises, taking a moment to stretch more than she really needs to--long habit leading her to bank false limits and illusions of frailty in the minds of others. It also gives them time to open the forcefield for her
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Galwin has been occupied pulling up the inventory from earlier. He's not, however, oblivious. By the time the knife is wrapped around his wrist, his tail-blade is poised halfway over his head. For that matter, so is Halas's.
But whatever else their military teaches, the discipline isn't bad. Their tails stop dead as they realise there's no attack. Halas is the first to relax his tail, as he must be. Which leaves Galwin free to inspect the unexpected gift, eye-stalks regarding Samus with a befuddled air.
< What? > Halas asks suspiciously.
Galwin's reaction has a little more relief good humour. < Is this how you normally say farewell to your captors? >
< I understand the concept, > Halas says haughtily. < I just wonder what it's doing in this context. > He gives Galwin a pointed look, as if the security tech needs it..
Of all alien expressions, smiling is definitely one Galwin's unclear on. But he makes a fair guess about the meaning, and opts to return it with the mouthless Andalite smile. And a mild query. < I assume I'm allowed to scan this one? Before I get complacent about things intruders... uh, 'surprise visitors' hand me. >
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Thank you, Halas.
*She rises, taking a moment to stretch more than she really needs to--long habit leading her to bank false limits and illusions of frailty in the minds of others. It also gives them time to open the forcefield for her ( ... )
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But whatever else their military teaches, the discipline isn't bad. Their tails stop dead as they realise there's no attack. Halas is the first to relax his tail, as he must be. Which leaves Galwin free to inspect the unexpected gift, eye-stalks regarding Samus with a befuddled air.
< What? > Halas asks suspiciously.
Galwin's reaction has a little more relief good humour. < Is this how you normally say farewell to your captors? >
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*She favors Galwin with a smile, before answering Halas.*
It's a gift. People in some cultures use objects to help remind them of the people and events connected to them.
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Of all alien expressions, smiling is definitely one Galwin's unclear on. But he makes a fair guess about the meaning, and opts to return it with the mouthless Andalite smile. And a mild query. < I assume I'm allowed to scan this one? Before I get complacent about things intruders... uh, 'surprise visitors' hand me. >
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