WeaselThor
The Thundering Mustelid
Nyx, Megnu, & Zorn.
As the three aliens continued up the beach eventually sand gave way to pavement. People surprisingly became fewer and farther between dispite the aliens moving further and further towards the city. "Megnu explain, why do the mudwalkers flee if they sent the signal which called us." Nyx said with a slight tone of amusement. The fat alien to Nyx's left spoke up in his disgusting voice. "Its likely that they could not see our physical appearance with their technology, as such they were unprepared to witness our greatness. After all look at how ugly and grotesque these beings are. Surely even they are aware of our superiority, how could they not be...look at us." Nyx smiled at his fat friend. "somehow i dont think thats the case. What say you Zorn?" as per usual the taller alien said nothing. Simply nodded and pointed to Megnu indicating that she agreed with him, the shrug that followed stated thay she didnt really care either. So long as the humans did not try to attack she didnt care what they did. Nyx's eyes grew a bit wider. "Hell must be freezing over Megnu, Zorn actually agrees with you...anyway have you deciphered the primitive language this half of the planet uses." said the captain with a gesture to the city. "in fact i have. This culture seems to speak a complicated mudwalker language called English." nyx rolled his eyes prompting Megnu to nod saying "i know, so many dialects on this planet, youd think they would have a singular global language." shortly afterwards captain nyx stopped. "Its too quiet wait here for now...Bosd, scout the path to the signal origin." the drone launched itself up on the air from Nyx's shoulder and began to hover off towards the mansion. Megnu sat on the hood of a nearby car triggering its alarm, whereas Zorn leaned against a well shadowed wall almost blending in with the shadows. Meanwhile the Captain produced a cuban cigar from his coat. One of the machanical pieces of his arm produced a torch to light the Mudwalker invention. He was actually convinced that between alcohol, tobacco, and industrialization mankind was actually surprisingly similar to the Tetraxians Way of thinking. It wouldnt surprise him if they eventually were found to be cousin species.
As the three aliens continued up the beach eventually sand gave way to pavement. People surprisingly became fewer and farther between dispite the aliens moving further and further towards the city. "Megnu explain, why do the mudwalkers flee if they sent the signal which called us." Nyx said with a slight tone of amusement. The fat alien to Nyx's left spoke up in his disgusting voice. "Its likely that they could not see our physical appearance with their technology, as such they were unprepared to witness our greatness. After all look at how ugly and grotesque these beings are. Surely even they are aware of our superiority, how could they not be...look at us." Nyx smiled at his fat friend. "somehow i dont think thats the case. What say you Zorn?" as per usual the taller alien said nothing. Simply nodded and pointed to Megnu indicating that she agreed with him, the shrug that followed stated thay she didnt really care either. So long as the humans did not try to attack she didnt care what they did. Nyx's eyes grew a bit wider. "Hell must be freezing over Megnu, Zorn actually agrees with you...anyway have you deciphered the primitive language this half of the planet uses." said the captain with a gesture to the city. "in fact i have. This culture seems to speak a complicated mudwalker language called English." nyx rolled his eyes prompting Megnu to nod saying "i know, so many dialects on this planet, youd think they would have a singular global language." shortly afterwards captain nyx stopped. "Its too quiet wait here for now...Bosd, scout the path to the signal origin." the drone launched itself up on the air from Nyx's shoulder and began to hover off towards the mansion. Megnu sat on the hood of a nearby car triggering its alarm, whereas Zorn leaned against a well shadowed wall almost blending in with the shadows. Meanwhile the Captain produced a cuban cigar from his coat. One of the machanical pieces of his arm produced a torch to light the Mudwalker invention. He was actually convinced that between alcohol, tobacco, and industrialization mankind was actually surprisingly similar to the Tetraxians Way of thinking. It wouldnt surprise him if they eventually were found to be cousin species.