"Child." Bonjüal said, turning towards Laura. "Pack your bags."
"What?! What's going on?" Laura was baffled, doing her best to avoid staring at the woman who looked so much like her in shape. Never had she seen such a skinny body and only two arms on anyone except on herself.
"Child, those two words spoken are the words that mean your life is in danger. You must go with the guardian." Banjüal gestured to the blue woman, and Laura bet, if he had a face, he would be frowning.
"Are you in danger?" Laura inquired, looking at her adopted father.
"No. As long as you aren't here, we shan't be effected by the war."
"Wait, what war?"
"Stop asking questions, and get your things!"
Laura was away from the area in a moment; never had she heard Banjüal sound so frustrating with her. He usually was so tender…
In her room, she swept her things into a bag, which included three pairs of clothes, a hair brush that she'd had since she was a baby, a tiny orange and white uniform with two gold stripes on the sleeves, scissors that she used to style her hair, and her twelve books, all in different languages. (She loved learning new languages, though it was quite difficult sometimes because the Taujeerians didn't like knowing many languages.) Finally, she loaded her special blanket into her bag, closing her eyes and heaving a deep breath.
She pulled it around her shoulders, hurrying out back to the clearing, where the woman and Banjüal were standing in awkward silence. "I'm back!" She informed them, grinding to a stop.
"Good, we must go, child." The woman gestured to her, not even sparing Laura a second glance when she hugged Bonjüal and climbed into the ship.
"So…who're you?" Laura asked as the woman went to a cockpit and settled down in a chair.
"Oh. It's you." The woman scowled, looking Laura up and down.
"Yeah…is there anyone else in this ship?"
"No…but soon there will be." The woman sighed, frowning. "Quite unfortunate. But, I suppose, I can never get used to the quite."
"Well…um, what's your name?"
"Acxa. And you're Laura."
"You know my name?!"
Acxa rolled her eyes, frowning. "One doesn't go to a planet, or in your case, a moon, looking for a child without knowing their name."
"Uh…unnerving. Banjüal mentioned I was in danger. What did he mean by that."
"Look…Laura…there's a lot of stuff that I'm not allowed to say. How about you go in back and look at those rooms back there. They're dorms. Find one you like, and just…stay outta the way. I'll get you when we land."
Laura slunk away hesitantly, frowning. Well…that was strange. Acxa was strange. And…how was her life in danger?!