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Gilderic Reccesuinth
This was the moment that seemed to stretch endlessly...the moment that seemed to feel like an eternity had passed - First Contact.
Gilderic was dumbstruck, startled and confused for a moment like the rest of his mission group. This was a unique time in human affairs, but he knew that those on Earth now no longer cared for the mission up in the alien ship, for they had their own massive monumental problems now to handle. For good or ill, they were trapped on the ship and it was him and three others as motifs of one culture meeting a individual from a much different culture.
"I don't suppose you want me to try and talk to it?" Victoria had stated.
This brought Gilderic back from his mind wanderings to the very present. He looked at the alien, who had not moved from the space he or it....had taken up a few short seconds...or was it minutes ago? The alien held it's weapon steady and stared at them in what Gilderic hoped was a benign stare.
“Not sure if it can communicate. You can try Miss Crane…you can try.”Gilderic stated trying to maintain his composure and be a leader.
“Wait!” That was Officer Pelka who stepped forward to approach the alien who seemed to be rooted to the floor. Gilderic watched with eyes wide as she stepped 3 steps closer and stopped. He saw the alien clutch its weapon as if it was unsure of Ling.
“Ling! Don’t go any further!” That was Officer Jordan....and then Ling stopped as if the two beings were locked in a staring duel. This is getting stranger by the minute, he said to himself.
He saw Miss Crane take off her helmet and not suffer any bad effects, he took his helmet off and it was then that the alien seemed to lose its calm composure.
What did you do? What did you do to our planet? You blew it up? You blew up the earth? Why? We tried to come in peace, we tried to come to some understanding in this universe, and you decide to fucking blow up our god damned world."
Gilderic's mind raced as he raised his hand at Officer Jordan to calm down....his other eye stayed on the alien. He was about to answer Jordan when he was asked another question by Jordan;
"Sir, what did they do? Do you know? I can't identify the bomb... what is it?"
Oh God! I had a part to play in the downfall of Earth...how can I make my crew understand? "Officer Jordan the bomb is....."
It was at this moment that two things happened simultaneously, the screen behind them changed and a face appeared on the screen. The face was the now dead William Shakespear and it laughed hoarsley and deeply..."Ah the English of Earth....ask your commander who approved the bomb onboard your vessel." It laughed again. "You four are now my prisoners."The face faded to a lifeless screen
The second thing that happened was the alien stepped forward quickly in two giant steps and spoke in its language; "Khaltama tuat itj hetepwy!"
It threw away the weapon and pointed to the four of them. "Ammuna triosuntha, hlatuty." Its digits pointed to them and a unmistakable follow me sign was meant.
This was the moment that seemed to stretch endlessly...the moment that seemed to feel like an eternity had passed - First Contact.
Gilderic was dumbstruck, startled and confused for a moment like the rest of his mission group. This was a unique time in human affairs, but he knew that those on Earth now no longer cared for the mission up in the alien ship, for they had their own massive monumental problems now to handle. For good or ill, they were trapped on the ship and it was him and three others as motifs of one culture meeting a individual from a much different culture.
"I don't suppose you want me to try and talk to it?" Victoria had stated.
This brought Gilderic back from his mind wanderings to the very present. He looked at the alien, who had not moved from the space he or it....had taken up a few short seconds...or was it minutes ago? The alien held it's weapon steady and stared at them in what Gilderic hoped was a benign stare.
“Not sure if it can communicate. You can try Miss Crane…you can try.”Gilderic stated trying to maintain his composure and be a leader.
“Wait!” That was Officer Pelka who stepped forward to approach the alien who seemed to be rooted to the floor. Gilderic watched with eyes wide as she stepped 3 steps closer and stopped. He saw the alien clutch its weapon as if it was unsure of Ling.
“Ling! Don’t go any further!” That was Officer Jordan....and then Ling stopped as if the two beings were locked in a staring duel. This is getting stranger by the minute, he said to himself.
He saw Miss Crane take off her helmet and not suffer any bad effects, he took his helmet off and it was then that the alien seemed to lose its calm composure.
What did you do? What did you do to our planet? You blew it up? You blew up the earth? Why? We tried to come in peace, we tried to come to some understanding in this universe, and you decide to fucking blow up our god damned world."
Gilderic's mind raced as he raised his hand at Officer Jordan to calm down....his other eye stayed on the alien. He was about to answer Jordan when he was asked another question by Jordan;
"Sir, what did they do? Do you know? I can't identify the bomb... what is it?"
Oh God! I had a part to play in the downfall of Earth...how can I make my crew understand? "Officer Jordan the bomb is....."
It was at this moment that two things happened simultaneously, the screen behind them changed and a face appeared on the screen. The face was the now dead William Shakespear and it laughed hoarsley and deeply..."Ah the English of Earth....ask your commander who approved the bomb onboard your vessel." It laughed again. "You four are now my prisoners."The face faded to a lifeless screen
The second thing that happened was the alien stepped forward quickly in two giant steps and spoke in its language; "Khaltama tuat itj hetepwy!"
It threw away the weapon and pointed to the four of them. "Ammuna triosuntha, hlatuty." Its digits pointed to them and a unmistakable follow me sign was meant.