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Mother

I'm writing this to you as a human
Which is weird
If you thought our natural bodies were sort of weird and gangly it's nothing compared to this

Anyways now I'm eating something the guy in the place with the big glass containers called a sandwich
He asked me to give him something in return it but i don't have anything like that so i just took the sandwich and ran out of the store
He tried to chase me but he should have known better than to try and run as fast as one of our kind
I still haven't found Samus Aran but I think I'm getting close
Or I guess I don't really know but she has to be somewhere on this planet right
Unless she just dumped her gunship and got a new one or something but I don't think she would do that not the way you described her
When I meet Samus Aran I wonder what she will call me
I am proud to be what I am but my name is not as impressive as Samus Aran
My name is not as impressive as anything since I don't think I really have a name
Maybe I will try and come up with my own name
I will keep sifting through this footage I downloaded and I will write you when I find her

Your child

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This is a lot easier with fingers, the Dachora in human guise thought to herself, as she sat in the scraps of what was left of the pod that took her to this planet. It had been a long journey, and the small, old craft was definitely done for when it came to transportation, but she needed a place to plug in. Said fingers flew across an alien keyboard. She had already been through the security tape footage of several large institutes nearby, including banks, bars, and most interestingly, schools. Though many of them had yielded nothing interesting, once she landed on Smash Academy, she began to notice a short, sullen looking blonde woman frequenting the footage. Something about her pinged in the Dachora's mind, she matched her mother's description of what Samus Aran looked like.

She couldn't be sure until the sudden flashing appearance of the familiar physiology of the Power Suit dashing across the screen during one of the schools (many) moments of crisis.

So was this the place she would have to stake out in order to find the woman she was here to find? Within the school's database, the woman was impossible to tap down. No billing address. She was good. She supposed the gunship, if she could track it down, would be a good place to start. And maybe, she thought while continuing to watch explosions and attacks flash across the footage screen, this school would be a good place to start looking for some adventure.

[Starting today, you will see a little green bird poking around the campus every once and a while. Sometimes, she has a scrap of bread in her mouth, but she never sticks around for long.]

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[ Happy sounded happy, and that was what Maisy liked. She gave another 'Mareeeep!' in response to the chirping, delighted for the progress received with the little one. With them sitting in front of her, and hoping that they wouldn't mind it, Mareep moved her head a little out to take a sniff of the bird, to see if it had the same scent as anything that she knew. ]

[The dachora allowed this, resisting the urge to chatter out in Maisy's ear. She might be ticklish. She probably smelled a lot like machinery and grass. Maisy on the other hand, had that slightly muffled and thick smell of static going on. Peculiar. A quick touch of the beak provided her with a texture: puffy and woolen. Not that she knew what woolen was.]

[ The grass wasn't unusual, but the smell of machinery was a whiff of something Maisy hadn't expected to get a load of. It was unfamiliar, a little, and it took her a moment to realise where she had smelt it before. It was here, somewhere... something like the things humans rode and some of the rooms around the school.

Definitely not a smell she suspected for a bird!

Maisy's wool was wooly (ho ho!!!), but her head and the rest in blue not covered by the gatherings of wool, was like rubber. Which the dachora could have plenty a feel of when Maisy rubbed the side of her head gently against the bird. ] Maaa.

[ It was a friendly motion by her, even if it might ruffle her new friend's body a bit. She smelled odd, but that wasn't a bother. ]

[She let out a surprised but pleased noise at the sudden rubber texture. IF she were to make a scientific deduction... this animal's skin served to counteract the static in the wool? She nodded to herself-- this must be correct. She returned the gesture, wanting to show that she was interested in getting to know she sheep better. This will be easier down the line, she told herself. So many creatures, so few ways to communicate.]

[ She maaa'd at the comfort returned by the little bird, even if the size of the creature meant it was a completely head rub - but it made her happy, more happy than she already was.

Maisy decided then, seeing as she felt she had enough trust that there wouldn't be any misunderstandings or fear that she would hurt anyone, to stand back up onto her little legs, moving some steps in place just to get them back into gear. ]

Ma, mareep? [ Now- though she had no idea how to communicate it, Maisy wanted to know what maybe the little green bird wanted. Or needed. Did she have friends here? Did she need a place to stay? Her sounds came out as confused as questionable as she tried to as much to get her thoughts across. ]

[No needs, really, just curiosity. Where do you stay, strange animal? She seemed to indicate an interest in the campus.]

[ Motions towards the campus? Oh, then maybe she wanted to have a look around. Or maybe she had a friend there. But in case she was alone, Maisy decided - she could show her around! ]

Maaaa. [ Crying in a joyful tune, she turned towards the deeper part of the campus, looking still towards the bird and motioning towards the place. She took some steps forward, again moving her head, and another - ]< Maaaareeep.

[ She wanted her to come with her. Does she want to? ]

[Yes, of course! Maisy seemed to know her way around, and that was an important perspective to have! The dachora squeaked in reply, and began to follow.]

[ That was the way to think! With the birdy following her, Maisy began to lead her further into the campus, going along on her little tippy toes with a tail that kept giving off a glow now and then as she moved.

They would come to a fountain, something that Maisy approached the side of. Sometimes, she liked to come here just to listen to it as she closed her eyes for a nap. Ahh...

But now wasn't the time for naps. Now was the time for being awake. And how was her little birdy taking to the place? Miays turned her head to her, wondering what she's doing and if she minds being there. Your thoughts, birdy? ]

[Birdy didn't really get to see that inquisitive look, as she was completely distracted by the fountain. Wow. Seriously. She had never seen anything quite like that! She stood looking up at it, mesmerized.]

[ That's okay, since Maisy saw the look of amazement of the fountain, and the Mareep could understand. ]

Mareep, mareep! [ Amaziiing, right? Maisy looked at the fountain too, watching the water lift and spread out in its circle. The Mareep didn't know how it worked, but found it cool nonetheless. ]

[Well, anything that could show her something so astonishing was worth knowing. The bird hopped and managed to scrawl out a question mark in the dirt. What was the creature's name? What was this water thing?]

[ Maisy watched her move around in the dirt, confused at first what she was doing until she took a closer look. ... Had she seen that symbol before? Did it say something? But Maisy couldn't figure it out, and could only look at the birdy. ]

Mareep?

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