Wilderness of Polup
The Elefirn closest to Alec stepped forward on only two legs, then fell to all fours and knelt, looking inquisitively into the medic's blue eyes.
"If you're a greeting party, where are you from, fuckers?" the creature asked Alec in a whisper.
"Apparently they learned Trade from someone with a mouth," O'Riley said in a low voice next to him, but allowed Alec to be the one to reply.
To Tobias, a different Elefirn clothed in a
green bikini said from its perch on one of the boulders, "We don't know if you're a threat or not. We're waiting for the—"
"Damnit, shut up!" Another Elefirn said in a quiet, almost indiscernible voice.
O'Riley spoke again, saying, "For a species that whispers so much, you really have foul mouths."
The green attire that had spoken earlier asked, "We do?"
Cadence shook her head. "You do. It's a bit of a dichotomy. The way you look and whisper versus the fucked up language you use."
"We don't mean any ill-will to you..." she said from her perch. "I am Allorow and this is—"
Again, she was cut off, "Shut up, ass hat!"
Cadence raised her eyebrows. She had a plan, but it would require everyone to work together. And for them to intuitively figure out the plan, as well.
"Stein, you thinking what I'm thinking?" Cadence asked with a grin.