Cerenis. So this was what they called the big seaport town. It was difficult to assess at first what these creatures were doing to these big bulky vessels that were on the something that could only be described as water. Even the twins knew what water was. But still everything seemed so strange. This wasn't like any port they'd ever seen. Instead of sleek, agile crafts made of steel and adamantium, there was nothing but wooden bulk and giant trimmed trees that stood at their center with clothes hanging from them that were controlled by ropes and round contraptions that looked like winches. Strange vessels indeed and nothing like either of them had ever seen before.
But as much as this new place had stood out to them so did they to their new surroundings. Even with their voice scramblers, they both had difficulty deciphering the strange tongue of these people. Few spoke to them as they were clad in dirty cloths, tattered cloaks and made to look like beggars, though they didn't know. "what the hell is this place, Shatter?" Flash asked, fingering the blaster that he'd told her to hide underneath her shirt. They'd gotten rid of the EVP masks a while back when they came to learn the atmosphere of this mysterious planet was not what you'd call toxic.
"Beats the hell outta me. We still gotta find some information. C'mon, maybe somebody know something about this place. And hopefully they'll know what they're talking about." Shatter adjusted the collar of his cloak which covered the voice scrambler that allowed him to change his own voice, from tone to dialect to language and help him better understand what these creatures were saying.
Some of them looked human by what they knew. But their sick, disgustingly pale skin was certainly not Thronian blue. The twins were an odd pair even by their kind's standards with bright gold eyes instead of the standard yellow, and silvery hair as opposed to the more common white. Still, they considered themselves a breed apart from these bipedal beings with their metal sticks and metal jackets, whatever those things were. Shatter pushed his sister to move toward the docks of one of the wooden vessels that just made port. "Somebody's gotta know somethin'. And stop fingering that blaster. I don't think you wanna get us in more of a mess than you already did."
Flash scowled at him and ignored his advice. She watched the vessel pull up and then suddenly something quick and furry leapt from the wooden ship and just as abruptly she saw her brother jump in surprise and pull his own blaster to aim at the strange being that pumped her fist in the air. "Watch yourself, missy," he said in an odd dialect of Common.
"Put that thing away, you moron!" Flash said harshly, pushing the weapon down and forcing it back under his cloak. Then she turned to the woman-cat-thing and patted Shatter on the shoulder. "Sorry. My brother is a bit retarded. He thinks those toys are real. But they're just toys...toys, you know. That don't fire anything. Hehehehe....he.....he..." She said, spreading her teeth wide in a creepy smile. Shaking her head she cleared her throat. "Um, anyway, I was wondering if you could help us. We're a little, well...lost."
