Liam Kincaid (
firstofitskind) wrote2019-03-30 08:58 am
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MHA #6, Early Saturday Morning
Verity had been out patrolling in Baltimore last night, late enough that Liam had fallen asleep on the couch waiting. It wasn't the first time that had happened, and wasn't likely to be the last, except that normally what happened is he'd either wake up when she came in through the door window, or if he'd been really tired, after his usual couple hours of sleep and make his way to the bedroom to find her there. This time... not so much. Maybe whatever Fandom magic was in the air was responsible for making sure he actually slept through the entire night, because the Liam who woke up was not the Liam who'd gone to sleep.
The Liam who woke up was about six years old, and very, very confused. Gone were the familiar purple walls of the Mothership and the hum of her engines. Instead he was on some sort of- squishy but also lumpy surface?
He looked around, eyes wide. The only thing he recognized was a completed Taelon puzzle on a shelf just out of reach. A cursory examination of the space revealed another room with a table and chairs, and he dragged one of the chairs over to the shelf and clambered up on it to bring the puzzle down.
Prize acquired, he made his way back to the couch, clinging to the one bit of familiarity in this strange place he'd found himself in.
[ooc: mostly establishy, but open if you live here!]
The Liam who woke up was about six years old, and very, very confused. Gone were the familiar purple walls of the Mothership and the hum of her engines. Instead he was on some sort of- squishy but also lumpy surface?
He looked around, eyes wide. The only thing he recognized was a completed Taelon puzzle on a shelf just out of reach. A cursory examination of the space revealed another room with a table and chairs, and he dragged one of the chairs over to the shelf and clambered up on it to bring the puzzle down.
Prize acquired, he made his way back to the couch, clinging to the one bit of familiarity in this strange place he'd found himself in.
[ooc: mostly establishy, but open if you live here!]
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Again, nobody had told him that this wasn't common knowledge. "They know that joining with humanity is the only way to save their species. But they cannot figure out how."
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That was a thing kids liked to hear, right?
...Unless they were Prices, where they liked hearing 'fast and sneaky.'
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"And alive," Liam supplied helpfully, having finished the rest of his muffin.
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She finished her coffee and poured herself another. "You still hungry, kiddo? Want another muffin?"
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"Sure," she said, getting up to grab another muffin. "Does he, err, explain where you came from?"
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She wished Alex were here. Alex could talk about the biology of alien sex and mating to a six year old, making it sound dry and boring as possible, too.
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This was true for Verity's Liam as well, though he'd never actually put it in those particular words before. That he was supposed to save the Taelons and the Jaridians from extinction, yes, but he'd never gone in to the why.
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There. Nice and vague.
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Liam nodded. “They were the same species, once,” he told her. “The Kaaluet. Ha’gel... gave them what he saw as a gift, the shaqarava, meant to help them on that evolutionary path,” he turned one small hand, and then the other, palm-up so that Verity could see the burn-like marks there. “But they could not agree about how to use this gift. Those that became the Jaridians embraced the violence, the desires it inspired in them. Those that became the Taelons were afraid, and sought to bury it.”
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"Denying a part of yourself generally doesn't end up well," she noted. "It always finds a way to come to light."
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Jesus, no pressure or anything, kid.
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No wait, do better.
"A big responsibility."
There.
"What about the humans? You know, the ones on Earth?"
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He knew a great many things, more than your average six-year-old, but this... this eluded him.
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