[Kerra Holt has been to many, many worlds in her travels, but a planet filled with towering forests of crystal was definitely some Moondust level shit. The psychedelic landscape is enough to have her leaping to her feet, patting herself down to make sure she's not missing anything. Her dark battle suit wasn't marked or scuffed more than usual, her blaster and lightsaber still hung at her side, and the meager few keepsakes she had were still in the closed pockets so she hadn't been mugged or anything. No reason to panic, no reason to freak out, but her memory was a little hazy and that was definitely a Problem.
The ravenous hunger building inside her was also a Problem but one that she could stave off, for the moment.
Drawing in a breath, she focused on her preternatural senses, gauging the area and feeling around for signs of life. There were others sentients, though no life signs she recognized. Figuring the best place to start is with another person, she begins moving towards the nearest one.]
Hey, you okay?
Camp Nowhere -E
[Preserved powdered food? That's not a problem at all. Kerra's already on it like a hungry wolf on a pile of steak. She grabs a pouch and tears it open, giving the powder a sniff before tilting a little into her mouth. Swallowing thoughtfully, she grimaces as it goes down.]
...Kriff this tastes like paste.
Interstellar Action Force -G
[A ride and a drink in exchange for not fighting a bunch of natives? It helps that the natives don't seem hostile and aren't seeming to harbor any ill will towards her, so accepting their help is much simpler. That's actually kind of a sweet deal, and Kerra is all on board for that. She's happy to answer a few questions about herself, because these guys are clearly unfamiliar with her race. A little strange considering the widespread nature of humans but she's already got the sinking feeling she's well, well outside of the Galaxy.
Cup of something warm in hand, Kerra heads into the transport's sleeping chamber and grins lopsidedly (Maybe a little drunkenly) at whoever she's gotten stuck with.]
Hey stranger. Scoot over a bit? I guess you and I are supposed to get cozy for the ride.
Interstellar Action Force -H
[Fortunately for the natives, Kerra's got no qualms about undressing and letting them take down some data. There's really no harm in it, and if they've just achieved first contact with humankind this way, then they really should get the data if for no other reason than medical purposes.
If someone's kicking up a fuss nearby, Kerra will poke her head around the cadre of scientists and call out:]
Just go along with it. They aren't going to hurt you. Better for them to know more about us and our biology than not. I think it's some sort of first contact protocol.
[Alternatively, after the examinations are done, Kerra strolls out, clothes clutched to her chest, mumbling to herself]
Moonblessed? That's a new one...
Wildcard
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Kerra Holt | Star Wars (Knight Errant) | Sanguis
[Kerra Holt has been to many, many worlds in her travels, but a planet filled with towering forests of crystal was definitely some Moondust level shit. The psychedelic landscape is enough to have her leaping to her feet, patting herself down to make sure she's not missing anything. Her dark battle suit wasn't marked or scuffed more than usual, her blaster and lightsaber still hung at her side, and the meager few keepsakes she had were still in the closed pockets so she hadn't been mugged or anything. No reason to panic, no reason to freak out, but her memory was a little hazy and that was definitely a Problem.
The ravenous hunger building inside her was also a Problem but one that she could stave off, for the moment.
Drawing in a breath, she focused on her preternatural senses, gauging the area and feeling around for signs of life. There were others sentients, though no life signs she recognized. Figuring the best place to start is with another person, she begins moving towards the nearest one.]
Hey, you okay?
Camp Nowhere -E
[Preserved powdered food? That's not a problem at all. Kerra's already on it like a hungry wolf on a pile of steak. She grabs a pouch and tears it open, giving the powder a sniff before tilting a little into her mouth. Swallowing thoughtfully, she grimaces as it goes down.]
...Kriff this tastes like paste.
Interstellar Action Force -G
[A ride and a drink in exchange for not fighting a bunch of natives? It helps that the natives don't seem hostile and aren't seeming to harbor any ill will towards her, so accepting their help is much simpler. That's actually kind of a sweet deal, and Kerra is all on board for that. She's happy to answer a few questions about herself, because these guys are clearly unfamiliar with her race. A little strange considering the widespread nature of humans but she's already got the sinking feeling she's well, well outside of the Galaxy.
Cup of something warm in hand, Kerra heads into the transport's sleeping chamber and grins lopsidedly (Maybe a little drunkenly) at whoever she's gotten stuck with.]
Hey stranger. Scoot over a bit? I guess you and I are supposed to get cozy for the ride.
Interstellar Action Force -H
[Fortunately for the natives, Kerra's got no qualms about undressing and letting them take down some data. There's really no harm in it, and if they've just achieved first contact with humankind this way, then they really should get the data if for no other reason than medical purposes.
If someone's kicking up a fuss nearby, Kerra will poke her head around the cadre of scientists and call out:]
Just go along with it. They aren't going to hurt you. Better for them to know more about us and our biology than not. I think it's some sort of first contact protocol.
[Alternatively, after the examinations are done, Kerra strolls out, clothes clutched to her chest, mumbling to herself]
Moonblessed? That's a new one...
Wildcard
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