CHAPTER 7;
AN AMBASSADOR SPEAKS
This was an exciting time. aliens were coming to their city, and it was her job to make them feel welcome.
As ambassador, her duty was a very fulfilling one, one that came with a lot of new experiences. She had already greeted three new alien species' this week alone. She had lost count of anything outside of this week, and she realised that it didn't matter all that much how many aliens she had greeted and made alliances with.
She waited with three law officials, eager to meet the new visitors, and learn their language. She was the front line of communication between these people.
She had always had a talent for languages, and she knew that she had always been able to pick them up easily. It took a little work, but after a couple of practices, and periods of just staring at their language, she could normally pick it up.
For now, she was using a crude translator that would translate simple phrases, such as 'Hello', and other such rudimentary things.
And then she saw them, walking towards her, and the figure in the middle seemed to be their leader. He wore exquisite jewellery, and fine garments made from delicate fabric. He was tall. assuming he was a he. There was no hair on his head, and his eyes appeared to a gentle shade of purple.
She smiled at them, and held out her hand to greet them.
After a couple of moments of simply staring at the offered hand, the alien took it in his, and shook it, clearly recognising the custom.
His skin was cold, and the colour of the ground they stood on now.
She pointed at herself, and said one word, her name, "Hoshi."
The alien cocked his head, and copied her.
She shook her head with a smile, and repeated her self, again, with the action, "Hoshi."
Then she pointed at him, and cocked her own head slightly.
He seemed to smile as he understood, and pointed to himself, saying in a silky smooth voice that was music to her ears, "Rintah."
"Hello, Rintah," she said slowly, so that the translator would be able to pick up on it, and try to translate it. Inside the crude device was a tiny scanner, one that scanned the alien, and tried to pick up his language. It was harmless, and the science of it was lost on her.
After a couple of silent moments, he said, "Hello, Hoshi."
She felt like cheering in triumph, but simply laughed quietly, and held out her hand for him to take, so that she could show them to the conference hall. There, they would meet officials from all over the city, and they would start a dialogue, with Hoshi's help. This way, they could define some sort of alliance, and an agreement that would benefit them both.
Hoshi felt his cool skin on hers as Rintah accepted her hand, and she led the way.
AN AMBASSADOR SPEAKS
This was an exciting time. aliens were coming to their city, and it was her job to make them feel welcome.
As ambassador, her duty was a very fulfilling one, one that came with a lot of new experiences. She had already greeted three new alien species' this week alone. She had lost count of anything outside of this week, and she realised that it didn't matter all that much how many aliens she had greeted and made alliances with.
She waited with three law officials, eager to meet the new visitors, and learn their language. She was the front line of communication between these people.
She had always had a talent for languages, and she knew that she had always been able to pick them up easily. It took a little work, but after a couple of practices, and periods of just staring at their language, she could normally pick it up.
For now, she was using a crude translator that would translate simple phrases, such as 'Hello', and other such rudimentary things.
And then she saw them, walking towards her, and the figure in the middle seemed to be their leader. He wore exquisite jewellery, and fine garments made from delicate fabric. He was tall. assuming he was a he. There was no hair on his head, and his eyes appeared to a gentle shade of purple.
She smiled at them, and held out her hand to greet them.
After a couple of moments of simply staring at the offered hand, the alien took it in his, and shook it, clearly recognising the custom.
His skin was cold, and the colour of the ground they stood on now.
She pointed at herself, and said one word, her name, "Hoshi."
The alien cocked his head, and copied her.
She shook her head with a smile, and repeated her self, again, with the action, "Hoshi."
Then she pointed at him, and cocked her own head slightly.
He seemed to smile as he understood, and pointed to himself, saying in a silky smooth voice that was music to her ears, "Rintah."
"Hello, Rintah," she said slowly, so that the translator would be able to pick up on it, and try to translate it. Inside the crude device was a tiny scanner, one that scanned the alien, and tried to pick up his language. It was harmless, and the science of it was lost on her.
After a couple of silent moments, he said, "Hello, Hoshi."
She felt like cheering in triumph, but simply laughed quietly, and held out her hand for him to take, so that she could show them to the conference hall. There, they would meet officials from all over the city, and they would start a dialogue, with Hoshi's help. This way, they could define some sort of alliance, and an agreement that would benefit them both.
Hoshi felt his cool skin on hers as Rintah accepted her hand, and she led the way.