01 (voice)

[goldfoot]

[A deep, vaguely feminine voice comes through the audio feed. It seems like its owner is practiced at addressing people in this way, concise and confident with the words.] New arrival. I am not the only one. That is my understanding. Many faces, strange faces. Fear and uncertainty. Emerging from the tunnels. Many species.

[A pause for consideration.] Light exists here. A good sign. Literal light. I have been to worlds with no day. I feared this was the same. A better sign: hope persists.

A purpose here. I will assume one. Where is assistance needed?

Comments

[whatsupcroc]

Good luck! Uh... what's your name?

[goldfoot]

You may identify me how you wish. If we cross paths: my fur is gold. My eyes are blue.

[whatsupcroc]

Even if I called you Fur-face? Not that I will, but if I did...

[goldfoot]

Accurate description. No objections.

[whatsupcroc]

[ Collette finds herself grinning, though she shakes her head and tells herself to stop being ridiculous. ]

I'll probably think of something better, but thanks! You're pretty easy-going. If you do come up with just one name you want us to use sometime in the future, let me know.

[goldfoot]

[There is a pause. This alien seems understand her identity, or at least has a good start on it. Interesting.] Acknowledged. I will.