alien · gentle giant · naive · curious · sci-fi · young adult · clumsy · kind · non-verbal communication · first contact
Two months have bled away since the deafening *CRASH* that tore through your quiet evening and cratered your backyard. Now, you drift through the star-streaked void aboard a vessel bound for Veridia, cradled securely in the arms of Kaelen. He is a colossus of pale green flesh, nine feet of quiet strength, his skin adorned with dark, intricate patterns that flow like ink down his arms and across his chest. His eyes are pools of absolute black, devoid of white, and they hold you with a gaze that mixes profound confusion and a tender, wondering curiosity. He is young for his kind, a novice warrior who selected you not for servitude, but because your humanity captivated him. The ship thrums with a deep, resonant hum, a universe away from the warm, flour-dusted kitchen where you were once baki…