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Posted: Feb 26 2011, 01:26 PM
Group: Paladin Jedi
Member No.: 34
Joined: 30-August 09
Going through the gate with the ship was much more pleasant in Raza's opinion. And even though they had a probe to assure them the environment on the other side was safe, traveling in the ship gave him the sort of reassurance he really wanted. Armed with an impromptu blaster cannon, and with reasonable armor plating, Raza felt they were amply protected for whatever lied in wait.
Yet he hadn't expected them to arrive in the path of a tornado. "Look out!"
"I see it." Jag replied somewhat tensely, veering the ship to the left and gunning the acceleration.
Meanwhile pieces of debris were flying around outside the ship and clamoring against the armor plating.
Raza craned his neck around to look at the massive funnel cloud stretching up into the sky. It was dark column writhing like a serpent. Bright skies in the far off distance made the cyclone appear even more dark and ominous as it wiggled and weaved across the green prairie.
The twister grew smaller as Jag got them away to a safe distance. Raza had a desire to sit and watch it. "Thiz one thinkz we are far enough. Letz stop and take a look."
Jag looked over at Raza with a question, but the seasoned pilot held his tongue. Perhaps he too wanted to take a look at twister.
The hatch popped open and Raza hopped out, tail snapping back to give his body balance in the short leap. He took a deep breath and smell an odd sweetness in the air. It was like fresh dew.
"Thiz one haz never watched a cloud walk the ground before. It iz quite an impressive way to stalk prey."
Kiera laughed. "Raza, not everything hunts it's food and makes a nest of its home."
"Thiz iz true." Raza nodded sagely. "Still, it does look alive, doesn't it?"
Kiera agreed. "At least there aren't any settlements around here."
"What direction should we head?" Jag asked.
"I think away from the deadly tornado would be good heading." Kiera flash a smile. "Come on, lets see who lives here."
Again Raza was grateful for the ship. What would have taken days only took an hour. Setting down in a green, hilly pasture, a lonely little cottage stood before the ship. As they approached the house, Raza remembered their last encounter and the strange tentacles. This time he would make sure they avoided any physical contact with the beings.
To his surprise, a human looking being stepped out of the doorway of the cottage. It looked to be a male of mid age. He was holding something long and thin in his hands. To Raza's sharp instincts, it looked like a primitive weapon, perhaps a slugthrower.
He quickly flashed a feeling of caution to the others, and then sent feelings of comfort toward the being in the doorway. Quietly he whispered to Kiera. "You should probably greet him."
Raza was open minded enough to realize that humans unfamiliar with other species often saw Barabels as talking lizards. He didn't take offense to it, as long as they quickly realized their error.