Allow Me To Introduce Myself...
by Slinter
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Voices. Voices. Everything seemed to be infused with voices. The
air that suddenly filled his lungs again, the lights that penetrated the
darkness of his eyes, even the sensations on his ravaged skin. Voices.
"What is it?"
"Humanoid. It was detected by one of the capsules before it
returned. It lay near the Base."
"How did it come to be here?"
"It seems to have clung to one of the returning capsules."
"How could it have survived? On their surface, with no air?"
"Unknown."
"It did so on the surface before our gift."
"And now it is here, in our air."
"Will it recover?"
"Unknown. We have no experience."
"It is like the others."
"Yes. But also unlike."
"If it does?"
Silence fell, and he began to feel himself revive. Slowly, slowly,
cell by cell, gasp by gasp...
He opened his eyes, and looked straight up. At first, he thought he must be blind. All was darkness.
Then, slowly, he could see light, or rather lights. Smears and flashes of color, flitting and
hovering about him. He could feel that he was on a table of some sort, and
taking a deep breath, he sat slowly up. The lights, or whatever they were, moved
back, and suddenly, all was silence. He could hear only his own heart
beating, his own breath. He looked all about, seeing nothing but the
strange transient illuminations. He reached out, but felt nothing, his
fingers closing on emptiness. Slowly, he sat up straight, feeling his body
healing, and the fact that he was almost naked, his clothes virtually
destroyed. How...?
Of course! It all came back to him. That worm...But there would be time, later, for that. For
now...
"Greetings," he said, in his best, friendliest tones. "Allow me to
introduce myself." He stood, and began to smile, a smile of pure
malignancy. "I am Balor. Of the Planet Progron. To whom have I the honor
of offering thanks for my rescue?"
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by Slinter
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Voices. Voices. Everything seemed to be infused with voices. The
air that suddenly filled his lungs again, the lights that penetrated the
darkness of his eyes, even the sensations on his ravaged skin. Voices.
"What is it?"
"Humanoid. It was detected by one of the capsules before it
returned. It lay near the Base."
"How did it come to be here?"
"It seems to have clung to one of the returning capsules."
"How could it have survived? On their surface, with no air?"
"Unknown."
"It did so on the surface before our gift."
"And now it is here, in our air."
"Will it recover?"
"Unknown. We have no experience."
"It is like the others."
"Yes. But also unlike."
"If it does?"
Silence fell, and he began to feel himself revive. Slowly, slowly,
cell by cell, gasp by gasp...
He opened his eyes, and looked straight up. At first, he thought he must be blind. All was darkness.
Then, slowly, he could see light, or rather lights. Smears and flashes of color, flitting and
hovering about him. He could feel that he was on a table of some sort, and
taking a deep breath, he sat slowly up. The lights, or whatever they were, moved
back, and suddenly, all was silence. He could hear only his own heart
beating, his own breath. He looked all about, seeing nothing but the
strange transient illuminations. He reached out, but felt nothing, his
fingers closing on emptiness. Slowly, he sat up straight, feeling his body
healing, and the fact that he was almost naked, his clothes virtually
destroyed. How...?
Of course! It all came back to him. That worm...But there would be time, later, for that. For
now...
"Greetings," he said, in his best, friendliest tones. "Allow me to
introduce myself." He stood, and began to smile, a smile of pure
malignancy. "I am Balor. Of the Planet Progron. To whom have I the honor
of offering thanks for my rescue?"
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"Humanoid. It was detected by one of the =
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"How did it come to be here?"
"It seems to have clung to the returning=20
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"How could it have survived?"
"Unknown."
"It did so on the surface before our gift."
"And now it is here, in our air."
"Will it recover?"
"Unknown. We have no experience."
"It is like the others. Yet unlike."
"If it does?"
Silence fell, and he began to feel himself =
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Slowly, slowly, cell by cell, gasp by gasp...
He opened his eyes, and looked straight up. =
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own=20
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illuminations. He reached out, but felt nothing, his fingers closing on=20
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Of course! That worm...But there would be time, =
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"Greetings," he said, in his best, friendliest=
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smile of=20
pure malignancy. "I am Balor. Of the Planet Progron. To whom have I the =
honor of=20
offering thanks for my rescue?"
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