Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-30014014-20180621191456

Alex, questionned once more by the one who engaged in verbatum with her, simply desists her defensive posture. She starts walking to a particular spot "Me? Yes, you have guess correctly. I am not from this planet, nor this system..."

As she speaks, Alex takes one of her hand and shapes it, resulting in the apparition of a very small table, as well as two chairs, one she sits upon. As she does, a tray filled with sweets is slowly pulling itself from the other side, taking its time with no sign of accelerating "...in fact, I am not even from this universe. Much like the iteration of chaos, order and a fellow mortal companion, I hail from another complex juxtaposition of stars, celestial bodies, nebulous clouds and solar systems".

Finished with that sentence, the tray of sweets finally pulls all the way to this place, a divert assortment of one-bites, representing each flavor to one's preference. Alex turns to th red-clad one, a hand display to the empty chair "Would you like to take a seat? Perhaps we can exchange similarities and differences. That should blur the lines for our reason of being here".

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A ripple in the small dawrf galaxy, which contains the heathens to an invasion, opens. A space alien to their own, with a ship unknow to those who lay eyes to them. It was much less a ship than it was a city shaped as one. bipedal entities silently staking the husk of this ship, beholden only to two individuals standing outside the safety of the ship's own atmosphere. One is purple and Orchid, the other is golden and white...