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Published: 2014-10-29 19:52:52 +0000 UTC; Views: 1872; Favourites: 21; Downloads: 9
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Rover likes to talk, it really is one of his favorite pastimes, so I figured I'd give him a chance. Β Any questions you have he'll be happy to answer them...although, I can't promise he will do so entirely honestly. Β>>>Please, no swearing<<<
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*chuffs through her snout* "Really? I just asked if you vould take trash out..."
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With such a varied crew, how do you accommodate their different needs?
Amaril: "I am still covered in the slime of your hunting beast and Nana will not let me eat until I wash up. Where are the facilities?"
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"That there is quite a good question.Β Nana is a right good cook and seems to know everything about what a fellah eats before he does.Β She does all the shoppin' an so far makes everyone right happy that'a way.Β As for accomidations, well, the Doc an Nik an Kit brought their own room fixin's with 'em and all of us ten d to pick up things on new planets."Β Rover patted Amaril on the shoulder.Β "Yeah...you got to watch out fer them trails.Β Nana's pretty good at keepin' em mopped up.Β But...."Β Β He led him down the hallway and into a room with an intricate tile floor and a pool with a sandy bottom in the center.Β "That cabnet over yonder has whatever kind of thing ya take a mind to scrub an dry yourself with.Β An the basket underneith has soap."
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"Thank you. Wow, this looks so much nicer than a dirt disintegrating chamber. It actually looks comfortable and inviting."
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"Heh.Β Blue'll be in here for hours.Β Don't let the sand scare ya."
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Amaril's eyes widened in concern. "Don't let the sand scare ya?" he repeated to himself, "What did he mean by that? Is the sand suppose to be scary? There are so many strange creatures aboard this ship, he might have sand sharks at his command or giant, underwater antlions!" The Reem knelt down on all fours to give the water a suspicious poke with his finger. Thanks to the slime he was covered in, he slipped head first into the water with a little yelp, clothes, boots, and all. Amaril righted himself and pretended that nothing happened.
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Whim his feet touched the sand it started bubbling like viniger and baking soda.
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"Sand shaaaaarks!" Amaril yelled and scrambled out of the water. He armed himself with a back scrubber and prepared himself for the worst.
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Rover threw the door open and leaped inside.Β "What!?Β Where!?"
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"Under the sand, of course! I may have frightened them away."
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Rover burst out laughing.Β "That is scrub sand, kid.Β I does that bubblin' thing as a reaction to bein stepped on.Β Has somethin' to do with what it's made out of.Β Gets ya clean like nothin' else.Β Good on the feet too."
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Amaril responded with his own nervous laughter, "Of course, how silly of me! Well, let's give this another try then."
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Rover watched, chuckling. "That's alright. A run in with sand sharks ain't nothin to sneeze at."
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Amaril sat at the edge of the pool and pulled off his boots. "You know, I have never seen a real sand shark before. I have only seen one at a holo zoo."
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"Well, I've had a run in with 'em an' I got scars to prove it."Β He watched for a moment then shrugged.Β He stripped down to his shorts, ran a few steps and leaped into the pool.Β The water bubbled and fizzed violently, splashing briefly over Amril and onto the tile.
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The drenched Reem was peeved for half a moment, but his inquisitive nature took over. He parted the hair from his face, like a curtain, then asked "Is that how you lost your arm?"
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"This arm?Β Naw.Β Β That is a whole nother story.Β But I did get these here."Β he pointed to a half moon of inch long scars on his leg.Β It was clearly a bite mark.Β Β
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"That is quite an impressive bite!" exclaimed Amaril, "It is a good thing it was only a taste and not a meal!" He piled his clothes, except for his trunks, on top of his cloak. Without all the covering, Rover could see the Reem had a long, ropey tail that ended in a tassel. Wisps of hair grew from his wrists and the back of his ankles. "I am afraid I haven't got any scars to show off," said Amaril, slipping into the water, "They were all mended, long ago, and were nothing to brag about anyway."
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"Yup!Β Took quite a chunk outta me.Β Heh.Β Got him back, though.Β Head's hangin on my wall." He smiled a little at Amaril's second comment.Β "I reckon that's a good thing."
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"I am glad you came out victorious, otherwise I would have put on all that finery just to be the one and only guest at my own cremation."
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"You an me both, kid. Say, you know, Kit cuts my hair. Bet shed do a good job on yours too."
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One of Amaril's eyes twitched. "I- I could not possibly do such a thing! A long mane is a sign of vitality. To cut it would require a solemn occasion such as a wedding. It is an act of true love to remain together long after the hair has grown back. Have you got a true love waiting for you back on Earth, by any chance? Could that be why you are so eager to return?"
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Rover looked down and gave a small chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck. "No...no fraid not. Not that I ain't had my fait share of admierers."
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There was a tremendous quaking as the Wandering Star exploded. Amaril buried himself under his arms as water sloshed all over the room. The shield was raised before the Nellie-Belle could be pelted by charred debris. Still sopping wet, the Reem rushed to the nearest window and watched, crestfallen, as bits and pieces of his former life were strewn into space.Β
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Rover stepped up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
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"I cannot think of a more solemn occasion than this. Perhaps I will take up that haircut offer after all..."
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Rover looked down at him, through with his teasing. "You sure?"
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"Yes, and I shall vow to find my people before it returns to full length! Of course, I will need to keep enough that I am still recognizable when I find them."
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Rover patted his shoulder.Β "Alright, then.Β I'll get Kit and you get your duds on."
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"They are still sopping wet, if you are referring to my clothes."
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"Oh, yeah.Β Heh.Β Well.Β Let's get you dried first.Β Over here, pardner. "Β He motioned to a circle of tiles in the corner that were a coral pink, rather than the blues and teals of the rest of the room.Β He manuvered the boy to stand over them.Β Instantly they began to warm and a soft breeze blew from all around him.Β In seconds he could feel himself beginning to dry.
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"That must come in handy in chilly climates," Amaril said when he was finished . The Reem was reluctant to leave the cozy device, but a vow had been made and it was now time to see it through.
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"Sure does.Β Blue is pretty fond of it."
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"Is that the one I knocked over? I hope I did not hurt him during that bit of panic. I could have poked his eye out!"
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"Aw.Β He's alright."Β Rover waved a hand as he stepped on the dryer and then dressed.Β "Don't worry about it none.Β I reckon we did come on strong."
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"That, and my kind can be a bit flighty. It does not take much to spook a Reem, I'm afraid to say."
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Rover chuckled as he put his hat back on.Β "I'll remember that."
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"I do not trust the way you said that! See? I am spooked again already! Oh, let's get this haircut done and over with before I lose the ability to sit still."Β
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Rover grinned and shook his head.Β "I do believe you'll find yer friends Amril.Β And we'll do whatever we can to help ya."
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Amaril could not help smiling back. "Thank you, Captain. And I will keep my eye out for humans. Once I find my people, you will have even more eyes looking as well."
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He looked down at Amiril, with a surprised smile.Β He nodded.Β "I appriciate that."
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"You are quite welcome!"
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"lets get you that haircut."
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"Alright. Could you point out Kit for me?"
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"Ill bring her to ya." Rover brought him into the living room and kit came in moments later.
"Hello." She said cheerfully. "Are you feeling better?"
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"Hello there; you must be Kit," the Reem dropped to his knees so he would not loom over the smaller being, "It was looking dodgy earlier, but I feel much better now, thank you." Nana walked over and casually plonked a ball of yarn on Amaril's horn. She seated herself and knitted with quiet contentment. "I just made an emotionally charged decision to cut my hair, for a vow I made, and I am told you are the one to go to for it. You may do whatever you please; my only condition is I must keep at least a little bit of length." Amaril unraveled some yarn for Nana.
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Kit stood on her tail to meet him halfway. "Pleased to meet you. I cut the captain's hair, I'm sure I can cut yours as well. Do you have a length in mind?"
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"It is a pleasure to meet you as well. I am Amaril, Ama being the family name and ril being my birth name. Let's see... Right under the shoulder blades is as short as I dare go." The Reem felt a tug at the yarn and he unraveled a little bit more.
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"Oh. That is a lovely naming arrangement. Let me get my shears." She moved over to a trunk in the corner and pulled them out with her long tail.
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Doubts and second thoughts nagged at Amaril. To distract himself he turned to Nana. "So, what are you making, my dear?"Β
"Scarf for Captain. Stay warm for snowball fights."
"You are so thoughtful. No wonder I was never able to forget you. That brief summer we had together as children was one of the best! I always felt horrible that I never had a chance to say good bye. I tried to escape the ship when it was time to leave, but my sister caught me."
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