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Crazy about Turkens
"Oh, hiya... uh, I'm St-" she stopped herself. Did she really want to be known as Star the star, here? She could goof around if she wasn't. A twinge of guilt told her that she would eventually have to go home. If that were possible. She still didn't want to trust the aliens, especially after she had watched Linda hold her maybe-sister upside down. Even if she had doctored her leg. She might as well say. If there was even a remote chance of going back, no one could know her alias Seeker. "I'm Star. I can fly, and I was... crawling on the ceiling."
"um, I am Jaxson and this is Narti." He said introducing them to her. He wasn't sure how he felt about the flying human. He had heard of her on earth, something of a super hero. Or that is what she portrayed herself as, but he was never sure how felt about it all. Humans didn't fly, so how could she? Beside he was always of the mind that real super hero's didn't need the fame that she seemed to enjoy.
Narti dipped her head in greeting, "You were.. crawling on the ceiling." She repeated the words thoughtfully to herself "Well, I never heard that before." She said with a laugh. Though she could sense Jax's uncertainty towards the flying human, and was confused by it, but figured it was a normal reaction Star got from other humans. "Occasionally we have to throw a bomb or two at looter ships. But, I know a few of the crew members wouldn't mind blowing stuff up for fun," she chuckled "Though I personally prefer hand in hand combat for fun." She said with a mischievous grin. Narti probably liked to fight too much, and if it weren't for her brother and Skylar, she might as well have turned out to be a bad Siri.She nodded, smiling, but when she realized the Linda-alien couldn't understand that more than the wrustling of her clothes, she spoke. "How do you do?" In the back of her mind she wondered if Narti would want to feel her face to see what she looked like. It was probably dirty as all getout, and as for her hair, the thin dreadlocks spoke for themselves. The people on earth didn't seem to mind. Well, all accept for this Jaxon character. She didn't like the way he looked at her. Any kind of friendliness just seemed to be the polite kind. Huh. Odd.
"Uh, like I said, I was back in the weapons room a while ago. Man, you guys must like to blow stuff up. I mean... when you have to."
(I realized Narti is saying alot of human words. Is it too late to say she has been wearing a translator or...)
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