"Well...Just a conversation." Red said with a shrug. He hefted his sack and let himself slow the slightest bit. "Been a while since I've just had a decent conversation. It's kinda hard to come by when you spend all your time in the forests."
"Christ, just kiss her already. You're makin me sick." Harlon said, striding past them. This was absolutely painful to listen to. Harlon startled and looked up, as he whipped out his pistol, nearly dropping his bag in the process. What on earth was that? He knew it was probably his mind pulling tricks on him. Da.mn cacti. "No. Not on my watch." He says sternly, eye intense, as he bolts away into the foliage.
"What's wrong?" Asked Querta, her voice rising bast her cool exterior into a twinge of worry. "Is it the natives?"
"Ah, da.mn. That's the cactus juice." Red let out a low whistle. He reached up to absentmindedly rub at his very freckled face. "All over his face...Do you think we should follow him?"
Harlon attacked the beast with his hunting knife. It's skin was thick and hard to pierce. He had never seen anything like it, other then in story books from back on Earth. "Think you can outsmart me? I'll show you..." Harlon leapt into action, bag of cacti forgotten as he started the navigate the dense forest around him, vines coming to life.
Kiri found a river and bathed in it quickly. As she was drying her hair she heard an animal make a horrendous noise. She peered through the forest and started walking towards the noise. She saw.....something. A human or one of her kind, fighting a beast. Kiri hid among the leaves and trees, watching.
He couldn't take it, the colors, the sounds! It was overwhelming, he could hear everything's heartbeat. His own was like an earth quake. Just as Harlon opened fire on the beast, he went through a lucid patch. The beast was only a lizard. One of those weird oversized chameleon like things that could blend in to its surroundings. They were relatively harmless. Their skin was a sort of replacement for leather. Harlon didn't know if it was the cacti talking, but he could swear he just saw black eyes. "You." He said, for lack of anything else to say. She was that girl from the Asanitimay village, from the first time they had tried to establish peace with the natives all those years ago. She was grown up now, but he was sure it was her. He would recognize those black eyes anywhere.
Querta rushed to follow Harlon, glancing once at a mutilated lizard but immediately forgetting it when she saw a native. She seemed somewhat familiar, from the attempted peace meeting, assumably. She couldn't help but stare, the intelligent creatures of this planet amazed her.
Red swore a little and rushed after Querta. He rushed as best as he could with his ankle and his sacks, but still managed pretty okay. He halted right beside her and let out a low whistle when he saw the native. "Mon Dieu..." He mumbled almost inaudibly. He stood completely still.
Querta, realizing the potential danger they could be in, whispered to Red, "What should we do? Do you think Halon's hallucination has worn off?"
"Probably not..." Red mumbled. He stayed as still as he could, looking over towards the native, just standing there. He shifted ever so slightly, sliding his hand up into his jacket sleeve where at least one knife lay hidden.
((ok, I think Harlon should do something, it seems like Querta and Red can't really do anything.....
and sorry if it sounds like i'm being lazy by not posting....))
((I'm waiting on Jaded.))
Kiri just stood there. She'd seen humans before, of course, but they were...surrounding her. She took two steps back, wondering if she was in any danger. "Yes?" she said to the one who had spoken to her. Her fingers reached for a weapon, but came up with nothing. Her eyes roamed all the faces, deciding on what to do.
"I know you." Harlon said, holstering his pistol and scrambling up the hill. "But the funny thing is, they killed you." He remembered that day. The peace negotiations had ended in a fire fight. Apparently they had interrupted a ceremony. Knowing what he knows now, Harlon would have chosen a different day to approach the natives.
Kiri quirked her lips. "Did I now?" She didn't bother to elaborate, but stared into his dark blue eyes fearlessly. Her accented human-speak was better than most of her people's--she'd studied the humans' behavior so as to better avoid them. She waited for them to attack, or do whatever it is they were going to do.
Harlon stared at the native. Her eyes were like deep space, it was a little disconcerting. He didn't know what to say. "Uh, sorry for bothering you. I'm trippin ba.lls, thanks to Annie Oakley over there. Do you smell bread?" Harlon looked off in another direction.
Kiri pursed her lips, unfamiliar with the expression "bal.ls." She stared back at the human and shrugged slightly. "Maybe." She barely noticed that her body was more relaxed, and she'd stopped gribbing her fists so tightly.
Querta, trying to seem as casual and non-threatening as possible, walked up to Harlon, keeping a wary eye on the native all the while. "What's going on? Do you know this alien? What should we do?" She whispered.
"Wull, she ain't an alien." Harlon said to Querta with a shrug. "We're the aliens here." Humans after all had come from a different solar system. Harlon doubted that the black eyed native was hostile. Asanitimay were fairly peaceful when left to their own devices, and they were dam.n smart as well. She would know that there is no point of attacking. "My name's Harlon, this is Querta, and that weirdo over there is Red." Harlon said in the native language. "We were not aware we were crossing boundaries. This is neutral zone, we're just hunting."