“They say I am an oddity among my species. I’ve never attended a school or facility of any kind other than the institute that my people recommended I visit. There, it was unpleasant to say the least. I was isolated and quarantined like an animal, as were my parents and immediate family.” Preen’s mood darkens. He continues.
“You see, I am not like your typical Rodellian, and nobody seems to know why that is. Apparently, I’ve always thought outside the box and unlike others of my kind, have never felt right in wearing the subservient skin that the rest of my ilk seem to share. I have always spoken my mind when the need arises and do not tolerate bullies of any kind, period. Where others of my race have fled and hid, I stood my ground and tried to find a way of overcoming the problem.”
Preen’s eyes sadden deeply as his mood worsens.
”That is when he first appeared.”
Tamrin’s visage reflects Preen’s sadness and she tries to comfort him. The emotional Rodellian brushes off her attempts brusquely, commenting further. “I don’t need anyone’s pity, only their friendship!” Forcing himself to smile feebly, Preen’s eyes lessen with sadness as he takes a deep breath and attempts to calm himself. “I’m sorry m’lady. What I meant to say, is that I hope the Academy was right about me and that this freakish gift they say I possess is one that can be used for some good as opposed to its prior usage.”
Though upset visibly, Tamrin appears to understand the reasoning behind Preen’s refusal of her attempt at comforting him. She merely takes a step back and looks upon the creature lovingly and with an empathetic gaze. Preen’s eyes suddenly widen momentarily and then he smiles.
Time passes as you continue to converse among one another…
The sound of Preen’s snoring softly begins to echo throughout the surrounding air. It would appear that the tiny Rodellian has drifted off to sleep as your group continues to prattle on about this thing or that. In time, Tamrin begins to yawn and stretch her voluptuous arms. She smiles warmly and inquiries as to the time. No sooner than she has, an announcement is made over the intercom.
“Attention passengers and crew, this is your Captain speaking. The last of our escort has arrived and final preparations for our departure have been made. I advise that each of you find yourself a bunk if you have not already done so and be prepared to settle down for the night. Our vessels will be entering the Warp in precisely twenty minutes. We shall be traveling in it for the next nine-hours. Get yourself some shut-eye and more announcements to come as needed. That is all…”
