(2018-08-03) This Alien Me
This Alien Me
Summary: Syd and Hunter talk. Syd finds herself feeling less alien when confronted with a real alien.
Date: 2018.08.03
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Back Lawn
A large swatch of green that goes in all directions. To the east and northeast, the lawn goes from the green of grass to the yellowish-brown of sea grass and then sandy beach, the blue-green of the ocean spreading out as far as the eye can see. In the center is a tall overgrown hedgemaze, with dormant flowering bushes at the corners.


It's a drizzly night, and Syd can't sleep yet. After the pressure of studying for her exams, the sudden letup is uncomfortable to the steel girl. That, and it's never fun seeing the doctor for school. That sort of thing seems to bother Syd, and the necking session with Bryce distracted her, but didn’t quite make it go away. This would explain why she's out in the dark, in the drizzle that puts her mineral oil coating to the test, whether or not she'll rust. She sees movement and squints into the dark to try to see who it is.

That movement? It's Hunter! Wearing a hooded light sweatshirt undr his usual bomber leather jacket, Hunter's eyes find Sydney as he sees her just outside in the drizzle. "Oh goodness, why are you out here?? you might rust!" of course, he thinks of the fact that she's metal and science and… "wait, do you rust? nevermind!" he takes off his bomber jacket and attempts to at put it over Sydney's head but not actually but the jacket on her. effectively helping keep the rain from her. "Are you alright?"

Sydney starts at being rescued from the rain. That, she did not expect. She combs her hair back from her face with her fingers and shakes the water off. "Thanks… I'll rust a little, but not as much as I do when I wade in the ocean. It's no biggie. I just… retract my hair, polish my head, and turn the hair on again, you know? Life of a carbon steel nanocyborg." She looks at Hunter. "What're you doing out? Practicing IFR flying?

Hunter smiles to Sydney, before helping direct her over to a tree where they could stay mostly dry. "No problem! But…hey, I wouldn't know. I'm just the alien. Yeah, I like flying in the rain or during a thunderstorm sometimes. Lightning doesn't hurt me, so…yeah. otherwise…well, wasn't exactl ytrying to re-enact a scene from teh Notebook." he teases her softly. "You look nice, by the way. Here, wear this. It should help you keep dry." he finally ahnds her his bomber jacket.

Sydney tilts her head slightly and smiles. "If you're going to insist on being noble and self-sacrificing, you're going to be cold and wet. Thank you." She slips on the much too large jacket. "What's 'The Notebook?'?"

Hunter shrugs. "Well, hey, I love the cold. and the rain. I'm not bothered." he smiles to her warmly. "Eh, it's some cheesy romance movie or something." he then starts to blush. "N-Not to imply that….erm." he's bad at this. "Sorry."

Sydney laughs and shakes her head. "Don't worry about it. I don't automatically assume that someone's flirting with me. And I'm terrible at it myself, so…" she shrugs and grins. "Getting used to this century. And hanging out with people in it. And dating. I just got asked out on my third date ever. I guess it's part of why I'm awake, not just the visit with the doctor."

Hunter smiles to her. "Good, good. Oh? you were asked out? By who?" yes, tell all the details!! "Are you stressed?" he asks curiously.

Sydney laughs. "Bryce. We've been kind of informally seeing each other for a couple weeks. I have no idea where we're going, or what we're doing there. Probably not eating out, since I'd find the silverware more nourishing than most restaurant food." She looks down and brushes her boot in the lawn, trying not to tear the grass. "A little. Not by that. Well. I don't think by that. It's just… I had my physical today. Which is always fun, especially if you're a girl. It also came with a firm reminder of how inhuman I really am, and that makes me uncomfortable. It goes away. When I first got thawed, I was in the hospital for a week while they made sure I wasn't going to die on them, and tried to figure out what the fuck I actually was. Eventually they decided I did know what I was talking about when I told them." Syd shrugs. "So are your people an example of parallel evolution to humans?"

"Oh! Sounds lovely." Hunter encourages Sydney in her decision, having not even noticed she was seeing Bryce. "But hey, if you go somewhere, just enjoy yourself. Don't worry about minutia and detail. just have fun." though he hears about her waking up in the hospital and he looks sympathetic. "I'm sorry. But! if it didn't happen, you might not be here. so…good thing!" he chuckles. "I guess. Not entirely sure about that." of course, he was in his alien, multicolored appearance at the moment. "Since my race were cosmic beings and humans are….sporadic in their abilities."

Sydney looks at Hunter and nods. "I guess so. I mean, would an interstellar race think I'm even the same species as a normal human? I think so. I still have human DNA, and living human cells. They just work…differently." She looks at Hunter. "It's gotta be weird being here… are you the only one of your species on this planet?"

Hunter smiles softly to her. "Of course. you have the same energy patterns as a normal human. Bio-field and all. So…it's mainly just blood and what we can relate you to." he smiles to her. "and….it is. and lonely. I'm the only one left, you know. On this planet, on my homeworld….I'm the only Khantorian left."

Sydney reaches out to pat Hunter. "I'm sorry. I can't… well. I can kind of imagine it. My whole family is gone. In the thirty-five years I was frozen, all the family I knew found things to die of. The friends I had…scattered all over the place. I found one of them. Big brother of my best friend… we were friendly, but not real close. His little brother is gone too. 35 years is a long time. It's freaky 'cause the guy who's still alive's got kids who've lived longer than me, even though he was only born 6 years before me. So… if I stretch that… stretch how strange it feels sometimes…" Syd wraps her arms around herself. "I guess I can kind of imagine it." She looks at him. "Bio-field? That sounds complicated.

Hunter accepts the comfort of the patting from Sydney as she tries to relate. "I'm sorry. I lost my people and my home… and you lost your time." he gives her a sad expression. "Bio-fields are rather complicated but….it is what it is." he shrugs. "So, how long do you intend to stay in the rain?" he asks curiously.

Sydney yawns and stretches, which is far less spectacular (muscles) than it might otherwise be under the flannel shirt and the bomber jacket. "Actually, I should probably head to bed now." She shrugs out of the jacket and hands it over. "Thanks a ton, man. That was very kind of you. And thanks for talking to me. Kinda helps me put it in perspective."

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