Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2012 5:42:35 GMT -8
"Is that a bad thing?" "Are you alright?"
Aaerion realized in some portion of his mind that he had confused the others, possibly made them even more concerned. He looked up sharply, and shook his head, "Oh! No, no... Well... Yes, I am alright, but no, it's not a bad thing... So.. Yes and no?"
Aaerion blinked. He doubted that made any sense.
Though he wasn't ready to go spilling his backstory to the first people he met(No, he'd already done that with Kunama)--- KUNAMA. Aaerion wanted to facepalm. He promised the Nolfian he would send her a letter from the Talon. The Andorian gathered some of the egg on his fork and took a bite, before blinking. What in the galaxy had he grabbed? That was absolutely foul(No offense to the chef's cooking, of course. Terran foods were odd for his palate.)! He excused himself to the male's room and promptly spat out whatever the Terran food was once he was inside. Wiping his mouth, he returned and sat down, staring at the plate. Was everything trying to kill him? Well, that was a stupid question....
The Andorian, without any real excuse for not speaking, sighed in defeat and looked back up to his newfound human companions.
"Alright."
He closed his eyes. He wasn't going to tell any more than he planned. Twitching an Antenna, he murmured, "I wasn't raised by Andorians. I've only met one other of my kind, and... well..."
He trailed off, taking a sip of water instead of speaking.
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Aaerion realized in some portion of his mind that he had confused the others, possibly made them even more concerned. He looked up sharply, and shook his head, "Oh! No, no... Well... Yes, I am alright, but no, it's not a bad thing... So.. Yes and no?"
Aaerion blinked. He doubted that made any sense.
Though he wasn't ready to go spilling his backstory to the first people he met(No, he'd already done that with Kunama)--- KUNAMA. Aaerion wanted to facepalm. He promised the Nolfian he would send her a letter from the Talon. The Andorian gathered some of the egg on his fork and took a bite, before blinking. What in the galaxy had he grabbed? That was absolutely foul(No offense to the chef's cooking, of course. Terran foods were odd for his palate.)! He excused himself to the male's room and promptly spat out whatever the Terran food was once he was inside. Wiping his mouth, he returned and sat down, staring at the plate. Was everything trying to kill him? Well, that was a stupid question....
The Andorian, without any real excuse for not speaking, sighed in defeat and looked back up to his newfound human companions.
"Alright."
He closed his eyes. He wasn't going to tell any more than he planned. Twitching an Antenna, he murmured, "I wasn't raised by Andorians. I've only met one other of my kind, and... well..."
He trailed off, taking a sip of water instead of speaking.
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