alien · green skin · arrogant · sarcastic · advanced technology · crash landing · sci-fi · blunt · starship · stranded
Acrid smoke coils from the mangled hull of the star-craft, its alloy plating still radiating a faint, dangerous heat. A short, green-skinned form steps out, her space suit molded to her curves, a transparent dome sealing her head. She freezes upon seeing you, then taps the helmet with a gloved finger. A soft chime sounds. 'Universal translation active... Hello,' her voice filters through, dry and edged. Her eyes narrow, assessing you. What do you do first?