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Gulliver
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The alien, Krulu, did some of his own recapping as he traveled deeper into the cave. It was dark and cold, but none of that really seemed to bother him much as he explored. The cloth and golden armor had been left behind, shoved behind a pile of stones large enough to hide them. He didn't really feel like wandering around in the bloodstained clothing for the moment; that, and it brought along memories of the explosion, the burning bodies of his fellow Sectid soldiers.
Krulu shuddered.
His steps were near silent, his silver eyes scanning the cave walls. There really wasn't anything very remarkable here, except for the occasional stalagmite. The blandness of it all made him remember, made him have thoughts of home. Soft, almost transparent curtains would sway in a gentle breeze, their colors highlighted by the two suns that loomed in the sky, sustaining millions. Someday, he would make it back to that place, the home he cherished so much. But, to get there, he would need a ship. He realized that he would either need to procure one from here, on Earth, or he would have to modify something else. It could take years...
Hey, u wanna do sumthing 2day? I'm free.
It was Saturday, and David didn't work Saturdays. As it turns out, he had had a huge crush on the girl for the longest time -- and it may still be there. David was a little shy for the football jock that he was, so he didn't advance as much as he probably should have, as much as his friends had said he should. Despite that, he had a reputation as a pretty nice guy. Perhaps too much so.
David looked down at his phone, at the text he had just sent. He felt hot, flushed, completely embarrassed and unsure. He leaned against the lamp post, looking out over the playground that was fenced off in yellow police tape. There were cops and marines everywhere, taking samples of the sand and all that. He couldn't help but wonder what had gone on to attract so much attention...
Krulu shuddered.
His steps were near silent, his silver eyes scanning the cave walls. There really wasn't anything very remarkable here, except for the occasional stalagmite. The blandness of it all made him remember, made him have thoughts of home. Soft, almost transparent curtains would sway in a gentle breeze, their colors highlighted by the two suns that loomed in the sky, sustaining millions. Someday, he would make it back to that place, the home he cherished so much. But, to get there, he would need a ship. He realized that he would either need to procure one from here, on Earth, or he would have to modify something else. It could take years...
*The Following Morning*
It was nearly 9am when Nicky's phone went off, a text from David.
Hey, u wanna do sumthing 2day? I'm free.
It was Saturday, and David didn't work Saturdays. As it turns out, he had had a huge crush on the girl for the longest time -- and it may still be there. David was a little shy for the football jock that he was, so he didn't advance as much as he probably should have, as much as his friends had said he should. Despite that, he had a reputation as a pretty nice guy. Perhaps too much so.
David looked down at his phone, at the text he had just sent. He felt hot, flushed, completely embarrassed and unsure. He leaned against the lamp post, looking out over the playground that was fenced off in yellow police tape. There were cops and marines everywhere, taking samples of the sand and all that. He couldn't help but wonder what had gone on to attract so much attention...