OPEN LOG

[goldfoot]

Date & Time: Backdated to Oct 4-6, that range of time. She explores for a few days.
Location: Anywhere in the major part of the city after the attack
Characters: This one and YOU
Summary: There is a raptor-fox-weasel alien wandering around the city, offering help, asking questions, generally freaking people out. She wants to meet all the citizens.
Warnings: n/a as of yet

[The city is different. She is used to bombed, burned, and otherwise ruined habitats. But usually it was the doing of her species, and every glance her way was of hatred or fear.

Here, only few show fear. Most are confused, or just surprised by her presence. Some even speak to her readily, inside storefronts, on the street, in clusters doing repairs or simply digging through the rubble.

So she explores freely, and speaks to anyone who approaches her, and some who do not. This city was different indeed.]

Comments

[goldfoot]

[She continues to peruse through the shelves, pocketing a few more unknown items, antennae twitching in interest.] No. The enemy. They control what lies beyond this island. I am still learning.

[fourscience]

United Earth. That is what they are called, I believe! [She watches her with curiosity, not sure why she's taking souvenirs, but she won't comment.] Yes. I think you are right.

[goldfoot]

I have a suspicion. [She wanders further into the store, but her smaller ears are trained on Nananea.] The actions in our time aided this reality. This is dispair. But—there are no goldfoot here.

[fourscience]

I think...or it is possible that you are right. Yes. They send us to their past on missions. I do not know if what we do there helps. I think it does. [She doesn't really want to be wandering around the bombed-out building this much, but she wants to keep talking. So she's following.] No goldfoot but you. That is good. Yes?

[goldfoot]

[The goldfoot suddenly stops and turns to look at Nananea, expression very serious.] The Initiate. They intend to revise this reality. Could bring the Empire.

[fourscience]

I- oh. [She falls silent as she contemplates that possibility, glancing away as she thinks, then back to the goldfoot.] You think that is a possibility.

[goldfoot]

Need to research. [Her ears relax and her gaze diverts. It's a wild accusation, she knows, but it just occurred to her. And Nananea is the only one here that understands why the fate would be so horrible.] If a return is likely, it would not be worth this planet. Greater threats.

[fourscience]

Yes. I know. You- we. We would have to do something. [She sighs, finally looking back at the goldfoot.] I would follow you, of course.

[goldfoot]

I will not be rash. [She is done in this store, but doesn't leave. Instead she approaches Nananea to put a hand on her shoulder.] I am glad you are here.

[fourscience]

[She smiles again, and when the goldfoot is close she leans forward and kisses her snout.] And I am, too. It is good to have someone I know here.