Saturday, July 08, 2006

126. Taren

Sweat dripped from Rog’s forehead. His knuckles threatened to tear through his porcelain white hands, robbed of blood from the strain of intense maneuver. By all accounts Rog’s piloting was nothing short of spectacular.

“Kyra, I can’t keep dodging these torpedoes all day. Got any brilliant ideas?”


“I don’t think you are going to have to,” responded Kyra. “We’ve got an incoming transmission. Emy, can you bring the vid to full screen?”

The crew stood and watched as a murky blue figure appeared on the main screen. The alien image and alien voice sparked fear. Thought flowed and adrenaline pumped.

“Kyra, our computers cannot translate whatever language this species is speaking or even tell us what species this is,” said Emy. “I’m afraid—“

“Bravo-Four-Zero. You are in violation of Arc’teryx space. Prepare to be boarded. Resist and we will destroy you.”

The bridge got quiet. Just a few seconds seemed like minutes before Von spoke. “Seems we don’t have to worry about translating. Our friends appear not to be ignorant savages, or at least not ignorant. Kyra, may I escort you to the bay?”

“Anyone have any other ideas?” asked Kyra.

“If we let that thing onboard, we might as well just bend over. I for one ain’t, well . . . . I say we make a run. I dodged their torpedoes, I think I can—“

“Rog, we have no significant external defenses. We have no weapons. Our craft is not built for speed. And, we are in uncharted territory with no idea where the vortex has taken us. I don’t think we have a choice," said Von.

"I beg to differ. Did you see the way--"

"With all due respect Rog, if those torpedoes were meant to destory us, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

“I agree. Emy, transmit our welcome. Rog, stay here, you’re more valuable at the moment on the bridge. Von come with me. Keep all comms open,” said Kyra. “Watch your fear, don’t resist it. We may need the energy it brings to the table.”

Inside the bay, a small craft appeared more so than landed. Silver with bluish and purplish hints of scorched metal, neither Von nor Kyra had seen anything like it. Six figures emerged. One tall and rather dignified in his bearing, one shorter and wearing what appeared to be a cloak with only his cool purplish eyes showing from under the hood and four that looked like the armed escort. The tall one moved forward.

+My name is Taren. I trust you are Kyra?+

[editor's note: the + symbol used instead of quotes signifies non-verbal, mind to mind, communication]

Categories: Story, Kyra, Rog, Von, Emy, Taren, Arc'teryx

23 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great graphic and great text. Can't wait for the next installment (as always).

Anonymous said...

Did you keep your promise, about the weekend Tree?

Just checking.

(smile)

Trée said...

Jenni, expect a few more surprises in the chapters to come. I would say more but I don't want to spoil where we are headed, which, by the way, is not entirely clear in my head. :-D

This image was done in Sterling-Ware.

Trée said...

Why Kel, when do I not keep my promises? :-D Has been a wonderful weekend. I leave this afternoon for another week-long business trip. Back to beautiful Utah about an hour north of SLC. Thank Janus for iPods. How did I ever travel without them. ;-)

Anonymous said...

This is a really intense image; I love it! It soooo goes with this latest segment of the story.

Trée said...

Deb, I created this image months ago and just had nothing to use it for. Sometimes having an image archive is a good thing! :-D

As always, thanks for the kind words. :-)

Anonymous said...

Happy Monday morning sweet man. So sorry I missed you this weekend.

Magnificent work, as always. :)

Do have a wonderful day. I'll stop in again this evening. Off to work with me now. ;)

HUGS

Trée said...

Happy Monday to you too Aggie. To see your name in my comments is the perfect start to my Monday. Thanks for the kind words my dear. :-)

Anonymous said...

Great image and yay, it's story time again! I am looking forward to what is yet to come.

I got firefox, btw and you were right, the tabs are great!

Smooches and hugs and more smooches.

Trée said...

Oliviah, so glad to see you have been involved in the story. Been great fun for me to get back into it and your feedback is much appreciated.

Firefox is the bomb and tabs are like color TV to black and white. Once you go tabs you can never go back.

By the way, if you go to the extentions site for Firefox, you can download several different extentions that upgrade the tab feature. I've been using Tabbroswer Preferences for over a year now and I'm very happy with the extra functions it gives. But there are several tab extention options that I haven't checked out. Some look pretty good.

Hugs and kisses and welcome to the world of Firefox. I think you are going to be very happy. :-)

Anonymous said...

I like the details in the image, although it looks a litte evil to me.

Anonymous said...

nishhhhe one mate ;-)

btw I missed ya!

Keshi.

Trée said...

Missed you too Keshi dear. :-)

Trée said...

Chicky, I haven't decided yet if Taren is evil or not. He does look a little evil though. :-)

Anonymous said...

Morning sweet pea, coffees ready and waiting :-)
This is such a wonderful image, dark and a little ghostly, but in this case appearances could be slightly deceptive, it doesn't seem that spooky.
Very exciting chapter! Excellent, as always - how could it be anything else when typed by your fingers :) - Left wondering who and what are these beings and how does Taran know Kyra?!!! Can't wait for the next chapter!

Have a safe and great trip, xoxo

PS JB came 2nd in the Shagger's League :-D

Trée said...

Thanks for the coffee dear. Over exerted myself on the basketball court last night and I need a little somthin somthin to get me started. :-D

By the way, the + signs used instead of quotes means communication is taking place between minds and not vocally. Kyra heard the communication, but Von, standing right next to her, didn't.

Here is a preview of coming attractions: Taren knows about the eight passenger on B-4-0 and it's this eight Hynerian that has his interest and the reason the ship has been boarded.

As always, thanks for your kind and lovely words. You know how to make me smile. :-)

Trée said...

That should be "eighth." Think I'll go have that coffee now. :-D

Anonymous said...

The frac is one of the best ones I've seen you create, such fine detail. Great story too, and I like the name "Taren" close to someone else I know LOL

Have a great day, *HUGS* to you and Jack!

Trée said...

Karen, thanks for the kind words on the image. The story is about to get interesting with a surprise or two so stay tuned. Hugs and kisses from Jack and I. :-)

Anonymous said...

Mind to mind communication... how clever.

Trée said...

Whatever it takes to keep the story interesting :-D

Thanks for visiting.

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of the background of some of my old Nintendo space games like Metroid. And that's a compliment - I love those games. Classics.

Trée said...

Thanks Jack. I had this image in my library for months before Taren came to mind and I found it useful. The original image was very dark, too dark to see any detail. So I lightened it up, cropped it, and then applied a filter from photoshop to give a printed media look and there you have it. Your kind words are much appreciated my friend.