07-08-2018, 06:03 PM
(07-08-2018, 05:52 PM)Luci Wrote: Tak'iali nods nobly. The girl is a Prime, that much she could tell by her Trail. A new one, fresh from the fountain. She seems scared, lonely, isolated, as many Primes are when they are first abducted. Tak'iali is nervous, though she refuses to show it. She is scared of Primes, with their fantastical powers and their immortality. She wonders what her father, the crime boss Jorax the Hutt would do.
Tak'iali smiles warmly down at the girl, but her eyes glint with evil intentions.
"Yes, the Omniverse is very strange. That's why we stick together," she say kindly. She lifts her petticoat just an inch or two, showing her gastropod poking out where her ankles should be. "The uh," Tak'iali fumbles over the word; 'Slug' is something of a racial slur to her. "Slug-people, we stick together. We have a lot of enemies here in this world. They would kill us if they could," she warns.
"Do you have someplace to stay?"
at the opportunity to get some answers, a place to stay, a rebellion, her eyes light "i-i d-dont have a place to stay" the warning was perfectly understandable to her, being a slug girl she was used to being hunted down by humans, attacked and all sorts, but now she was happy, the gastropod that Tak'iali had gave her hope, maybe there was a bunch of slug girls here after all, just not like the ones back at home.
if this woman could provide her a place to sleep and answers melk would probably do anything she requested, not really ever being independent, relying on others was what she did best, it wasnt like she was incapable or anything, more like she needed a push in the right direction to help her get on her way