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"Relax, dude." She inspected the room. "I think this is a life support system or something." She pressed a few buttons on a panel that was covered in the glowing dust, and the case blinked before lighting up. A silhouette was visible in the pale lavender light. "... wait a second, you're telling me that someone is actually alive in that?" She wiped the dust off and tried to read the screen, but it was in a language she couldn't fathom. It wasn't German, French, Afrikaan - it wasn't any human language! "... dayum."
*later* The life support tube... contraption had been brought back to the lab and Okeam was tinkering with the screen. So far, no option to open it had been found. And yes, she tried physically looking for a handle. XD I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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"...mmfff." She looked over at Star. "So far all I've got is that it seems to be a female." Analyzing the dust had shown nothing but an extremely tiny crystal formation that seemed to be capable of growing and expanding.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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"But it's like a birthday present!"
"Hardly." S had been called in to see this contraption and was inspecting the screen next to Okeam. "I do recognize this to some degree but I haven't seen it since about the fifties." I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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"I hate to sound like something out of a b-movie, but to put it simply, an alien dialect." He pressed a few buttons and air seemed to rush out of the tank as the light turned off. "It was discovered in a transmission from space - in particular, the transmission of a dying cosmonaut. Our computers couldn't generate actual text, just symbols and images that we use now." He took a step back. "We've only seen one; a male with green skin and white hair. No eyes though, they'd been gouged out."
"What are they?" "My colleague at the time Steiner called them Fluchstein." "...stonecursed?" Okeam raised an eyebrow at him. "They turn into statues when they die." On that note, the capsule opened, and inside was a fairly tall woman a little taller than Star with very pale ivory skin and long, long hair the color of French Lilacs. A tiara of crystals seemed to sit on her head at first glance, but at a closer look Okeam freaked out - they were actually embedded in her skin flawlessly. She seemed to be immobile at first, but the capsule finally started reading her signs properly: She had brain waves, a heartbeat, and was breathing fine. I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |