ᅠヽ`、꯱𝘦̲𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘪 。
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𝖠𝖶𝖭𝖦𝖠 ⠀. . * 𝑙u ⠀ 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔 ⠀. ⠀ ⠀•⠀ ⠀. ⠀ ♬⋆.˚ ⠀—— ⠀ .⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐍ÌT’ILUKE . 𝗘𝗠𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗬




“In this body, I eat ration and things like this, when your people offer me.” He hummed, stil appreciating the taste of that meal. “In my real body, I eat ration and the food my scientists prepare, it’s good. Very human. >>

I can’t have my own life. He’d say, but this thought would never come out of his mouth. Instead, a frail smile appeared in his lips. “Well, maybe I can’t cook like this.”

"I explore, do the recon. I map the areas we intend to infiltrate, the possible points of vulnerability, I prepare the terrain for possible incidents." Meticulously, obsessively, but she didn't need to know that.

"No, not always. Sometimes we go in groups, sometimes I go alone. It depends on the risks and objetives." They were not even friends. Alek had this problem, of not being able to approach much.

"Well, that's because everything feels new to us, and some humans are more curious than others. I'm used to survive with few things, but I don't refuse gifts that can make life a little easier." Like the braids, feathers, food, >>

"Well, good for all of us." He also brought the bowl to his lips, tasting the flavor with closed eyes. Much beter than ration. About his friend, well... "He gets really excited with exploring."

Did he? Alek lifted na arm to be able to smell his skin, but it didn't seem so bad at-oh, she was just teasing him. "Very funny," he looked at the bowl, and slowly accepted it with his hands. "Really?" It smelled good and >>

It was odd. To be a blue man, going back to his blonde self, then back to the blue body. It was always confusing, like an identity crisis———yet, as soon as he noticed her smile, he couldn’t help but to smile too. >>

Far away from there, his human body sat down——being held and helped by a doctor that injected a dose of medication into his vein before he could get up, still a little dizzy. Slowly, he managed to eat and drink water, regrouping with the others. >>

He observed the movement and sighed deeply as he looked at his wristwatch. It was time; he already felt the headaches from the excessive number of hours he had spent in that body. Slowly, he touched his communicator. "Where are you?" >>

"I can't do that." He was a human and this wouldn't change because he enjoyed spending time with natives - his sister and the Chairman couldn't know that. And, there was that other problem. >>






