Re: Happenings in Haltom
It had been a very odd time getting there., since Earth started learning more and more about interstellar travel and since they began practicing more on their outer space transit it became more difficult to just ‘fly on in’ then again they were probably happier about that. Actually having to work to get to their small little piece of the universe meant that not just anyone could come bashing through the intergalactic door and rummage through their celestial garbage for parts. IN short, more privacy. But sure enough, as sure as sure could get, she flew her way through the obstacle course that was the satellites, the stations, and even the small odd things that must’ve been empty fuel tanks from rockets yet to be burnt up in the heat of the atmosphere. She was smart, agile, and quite, she could do it.
Now actually at the Space Tower, in Haltom city she was forced to endure all sorts of low grade technology, al though she had to admit, since her people had been watching Earth they had indeed grown. She was proud, in a none active kind of way. Her eyes rolled to the back of her sockets at first, but then she was actually happy, the air was clean and breathable, the people were nice, mostly, and now she’d finally be able to take that extended visit to earth. As she listened and watched the different functions in the tower she was all but ready to help them with their advancements, for instance, the lack of speakers. On her planet all sound was projected into the mind it was able to be easily ignored and therefore reduced noise levels for the entire planet, you cloud literally hear yourself think. However, she was under strict orders from her home planet, not really orders but promises, to watch for at least half of a year before making any dramatic alterations to a public system.
She was about six feet tall, built like a tank with her muscles increasing the curves of her otherwise female shape. Her hair was done in dreadlocks, white with a tight twist tot hem so that they looked small, and like larger strands of hair than loose knotted dreads. It flowed and outlined her form all the way down to her middle back, where it was sharply cut off, off. Her eyes were a stunning red, taking after many of her people Royal Family traits. Her skin a cool calm white with black marking everywhere in a odd tattoo fashion, the symbols of a Princess in waiting for Queenship. She wore a all black top with a strange button like circle that glowed white in the middle, what exactly did that thing DO anyway? The tank top showed off a great portion of her stomach, almost all of it; it seemed to be made of a spandex type substance that literally gripped her skin, doing a great job at ti as well. Her short shorts were made of the same thing, having two white strips going down either side of her hips of the same black fabric, it was nothing standoffish. She was fited with a long flowing black and white tail in the pattern of a skunk, to most of her people this was a sign of beauty, although she had noticed that for the Earthlings it was a sign of ‘don’t stand behind her, she’s loaded’. It also didn’t help that she did emit a very low skunk like odor, it was noticible about three feet away from her, and when it was noticible there was no doubt it was a skunk, it just wasn’t strong.
She listened to her ‘mentor’ although ti felt odd, talking to someone who was her superior whom she was older than. She nodded and spoke. “How do you get there? Do you fly, car, what have you?” She asked calmly not seeming to take any action on getting up and getting ready to run off and fight the bad guys. Especially since it was as simple as a bank robbery, she figured it was a usually level one disturbance and she’d walk in, disarmt hem safely, use a small bit of gas and knock them out without a hitch. That is, of course, in her mind what SHOULD happen. She didn’t really know Earth crime that much, It could have been like pulling the teeth from a grown basilisk for all she knew.