i'm sorry i left

I left hoping to find something that was not there, only to come back to something that I left behind to die.

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The mutant watched as the other unveiled the sleeping bag and he looked to the other one, soon copying his motions and rolling it out. Poking it now and again, he seemed to hum as he pat the fabric. It was so soft !

Looking up at the other, since he was crouched and low to the ground, he sat up and nodded quietly. Could he really ? That’d be so nice of him ! No one ever let him do stuff like this.

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Dave smiled. “Okay, I’ll find one you might like.” He went to the pile of crystals, grabbing the bag and kneeling in front of the other. Opening the bag gave his face a light glow. “What about this one?” He asked, pulling out one that seemed to fit perfectly in his hand.

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Nodding, he quietly watched him leave and return with strange objects. He was quiet as he watched him unfold the bag and soon crept closer, his one eye glued on the crystals. They looked so pretty, glowing fainting on the ground. He wanted to touch one, but he wasn’t sure if it was OK, so he just kept his distance and went to poke and touch the cylindrical objects that he had tossed out earlier.

Dave left the back next to the pile of glowing crystals as he went to the sleeping bags. He picks one of the cylinders up, undoing the drawstring on the bag and pulling out the actual sleeping bag. In one motion he unrolls it a few feet away from the “campfire.”

“Do you want to hold one?” He was referring to the glowing crystals, he’d noticed that the other was looking at them. “You can keep one if you really want it.”

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The mutant watched him as he came closer and cowered again. He let out a small whine before he looked at the ship and back to his companion. If he would ever call him that. He tapped long fingers on the bark as if he was having trouble deciding what to do. He nodded shortly afterwords. “P-Please…” He whimpered.

He smiled again, this time in relief. “Okay, I’ll grab some sleeping bags and start up a little campfire. You can.. stay there, if you want.”

With that, he entered his ship, tossing out two cylindrical objects and then leaving the ship with a black bag that seemed to glow dimly. Walking about a yard away from the ship, Dave sat down and opened the bag, showing some glowing crystals within. The crystals seemed to pulse with a cold light as he placed a small pile of them on the ground.

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The mutant had looked over when he heard the other start to hum. It sounded familiar, but he couldn’t remember why. He tilted his head and watched the ship become revealed and quickly backed away to hide behind a tree. His head was hidden in the lower branches, he totally couldn’t see him. Nope. He peeked out from the branches and let out a whine, high pitched and not of krsyall origin.

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He didn’t even realize that they weren’t behind him until he heard them whining. Dave turned to find the much-taller individual hiding.

“Hey, it’s fine. I’m not.. gonna trap you or anything if that’s what you think.” He says, tossing the bag that he brought with him into the ship. Dave then walked over to where his companion was hiding. “But we can sleep out here if you want.” He adds, smiling a little.

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He stopped when he did and shifted slightly, looking at the other as if waiting for him to do something. He looked around nervously and, like most people, curiously moved to poke a tree. He jumped back and waited. When nothing happened, he moved forward.

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Once he was able to make sure that the other was close by, Dave began to hum a strange tone. The tone was artificial sounding, and he began to walk towards the center of the clearing. The air appeared to ripple, and his ship was revealed.

Said ship looked to have no noticeable features, other than that it seemed to have “wings” at either side of it. Dave made another tone, and the bottom of ship dropped down to reveal the entrance.

The krysall turned to face the companion, motioning him to follow into the ship.

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The mutant looked over and tilted his head as he got up, shakily at first before following after. He was pretty weak from being so malnourished. He’d have to try and remember how he was fed back on “home”.

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The krysall walked for a while, until the trees parted showing a clearing that appeared to be empty. Daved stopped walking, making sure that his companion was following.

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The mutant tilted his head as he watched him point behind him. He tilted his head again, “Please ?” He asked before he blinked.

A bed ? What was that ?

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Dave grinned. “Come with me then.” 

He then proceeded to turn away, walking into the forest behind them. 

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Make one ? But… It wasn’t all Kyrsall… It was more than just that. It didn’t have one, even if it stared at the bar. After a moment of intense staring, it looked up to the other and whined. Why wasn’t it working ?

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He hummed again, brows furrowing in concern. “Hey, it’s okay. We’ll figure something out.” Maybe his daughter could think of something.

“Would you.. be comfortable with joining me?” He asked, pointing his thumb behind himself. “I’ve got a ship and real beds you can sleep in.”

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He shuffled away slightly, not wanting to be too closer. He watched him, soon tilting his head, or what he could of it, and touched where he was pointing. Nope, no mouth there. He still held the bar in one hand. Maybe he didn’t need to eat ?

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He hummed. “Hm. Maybe think ‘open mouth’ or something. You’re a krysall, you can make one.”

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The mutant watched him move to take a bite of this other metal that he pulled out of the bag. He still held the ingot and looked down at it before he slowly raised it.

Then he just pressed it against his face.

Yeah. In case you haven’t noticed yet, no mouth. He gave out a confused noise and stared at the other with his single eye. Was he doing this right ? Was he eating it ?

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Well it wasn’t like he could tell.

Still, he couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. “Well, that’s almost right. Here let me help.” He stood up and walked towards the other, soon sitting back down again when he was close enough.

“This is my mouth.” He said, pointing to his own. “Your mouth should be somewhere on your head. Maybe here?” He then pointed to the black line on the other’s face. “Or is it somewhere else?”

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The mutant stared dumbly at the bar as he reached out and touched the bar before holding it. Was this an iron ingot ? It didn’t look like it was edible… He let out a confused noise and looked up at the other as he held it in his long fingers. “Please ?”

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Did they not know? Dave stared at the other, putting the cookie back into the bag. “It is good, you know.” He put his hand back into the bad, pulling out another metal bar of a slightly different color. Rather than is being brick-shaped, it was a short rod.

“Here, you just, take a bite.” Dave then opened his mouth, showing two rows of sharp teeth, which allowed him to bite off a piece of the metal with ease. “Like that, see?”

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The strange mutant had watched the strange thing run off, soon watching him come back and drop a bag into the sand. He hid slightly behind the door, but peered out more as he set down a bar of processed iron. He stared at it for a moment before he moved out from behind the door and walked nervously closer on what appeared to be stilts.

Long arms reached his ankles, if he had ankles, and he his body was rather well fitted. Looked like he was used for combat of some kind, but right now, he was nothing more than a starving, scared little child. Mentally, of course.

The mutant moved to sink down into the sand in front of the other and stared at the bar. His one white halo of an eye looked up nervously. “Please ?” He asked.

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He couldn’t help but stare at the other as they left of container. He was right. Kind of. They were a krysall, but this wasn’t a variation that he’d seen before, which might have been why he was so scared before. They weren’t like anything he’d seen.

Dave gestured to the metal bar, smiling gently. “It’s yours. Just bite into it.” Meanwhile he was going to try some of the human food he had on him. If the other wished to try it they could ask.

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This was all so confusing, and he whined softly. Of course it would be confusing with the mind-set of a child. The poor thing was so scared and confused it didn’t even know who it was anymore.

But the promise of food was too much of a good thing to be bad, so it slowly crawled forward, fingers peeking through and slowly pulling the door apart. It blinked a few times before it pulled it open further and slipped out.

Shyly at first, it looked around before whimpering, backing up back into the container to stay hidden behind the opening.

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He was already running, er, making his way back to his ship. It wasn’t even that far, Dave was just, well, panicked. He didn’t even really think of what to bring over. 

When he came back to the krysall he was a little relieved to know that it had stayed where he left it. Dave then dropped a medium-sized cloth bag onto the sand, leaving a small puff of dust in its wake. He then proceeded to sit down in front of the bag, opening it and pulling out what looked to be a brick-shaped metal-seeming bar.

“Hm well I have.. iron. And uh, a bag of cookies that my daughter made me about a week ago.” He took the iron bar and placed it a few feet away from him. “You can have this. It came from a planet in the Inionus System. I;d recommend savoring it.”

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Again, no response from the flighty thing, aside from the whimpering and shuffling in the back. But it was was quiet.

“Please ?” It asked, as if asking if the other really meant it. What it thought it was saying was krystall. It came closer, nervously, into the fading light just a bit. A copper colored body glistened dully as one halo of an eye shifted nervously. It knew that word. What did it mean again… ?

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“Krysall. You’re a krysall.” He smiled lightly when he saw that they were getting out of the container. “See? It’s-- it’s nice out here, right?” 

But upon getting a good look at the other does is face reflect his horror. Oh. No wonder they were terrified of him. But now he was, well, terrified of them.

Dave took a step back from the container. “Y-you can come out if you want. I’ll uh, grab something to eat. To share, you know?”

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He didn’t mind the light, to be honest. It just reminded him of how sickeningly bright it would be when he was…. Operated on. He stayed inside, but when it started to darken, he slowly crept forward.

He didn’t respond to the other, but whimpered now and again. The sound of food sounded especially good, which made a few long, needle thin fingers poke out of the hole before another few curled on the opposite side. He was about to pull the door apart before the fingers quickly disappeared and there was shuffled running back to the other end.

How could he be so stupid ?! It was a trap ! Had to be…

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His back was turned when the other was about to get out. Head turning at the last second did he see the thin fingers retreating into the hole. Were they..?

“H-hey! Wait!” He approached the hole, peering inside. “I made a promise! I’m not going to hurt you.” Dave was nervous, he wasn’t sure if what he saw was right. “You’re a krysall, aren’t you?”

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The sudden shout muted the other in a near instant. The being was deadly quiet as it trembled in the corner, fingers playing with one another in an anxious manner. Well, when you say it like that…

He still said nothing, he still whimpered very quietly, please, over and over again. Because it was the only thing he could say. But for now, he’d listen and obey, the man on the other side of the bright tear in the darkness sounded pretty scary.

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“Okay, thank you. Now.. you don’t like the light, right?” He paused, thinking. “I guess I can wait here until the sun goes down.”

Thankfully it was already late in the afternoon, with said sun touching the horizon. Until then he could... do something?

“Hey um.. do you need anything? I’ve got food and clothes and any medical stuff you might need.”

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The giant mutant stayed huddled in the back, whimpering and crying again for mercy, although all it said was please. The reassuring voice only made his panic fester as that’s what he commonly heard when they promised him. He screamed again as he hit the side of the container. He was willing to fight if that’s what he had to do to earn his freedom.

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A long sigh. Whoever this was was just making it really hard for him to help, on top of that talking sense to them just didn’t work. 

“Hey!” He shouted. “I need-- I need you to stop screaming. And I want you to know that I mean it when I say that I’m not going to hurt you.” He was getting frustrated with them. “And why aren’t you saying anything other than ‘please’?”