[private/action]

[dachopunk]

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.]

Comments

[icequeen_aran]

Your mother?

[Oh... Oooohhhhhh god oh man this is...]

The one I brought to Tallon IV? Is she alright?

[dachopunk]

[She nodded.]

She is fine. There is no emergency. She said to think of this as a...

[She struggles to remember the word.]

... Graduation.

[icequeen_aran]

Leaving the nest, huh?

[If that phrase doesn't bring back very personal memories herself. Samus lingers on a reply before giving the tiny bird girl something of a lop-sided smile--in understanding--then slowly stood. Her boots groggily scrape the dirt until she was sure she could stand straight up. She winces with a quiet hiss, but brushes the pain off.]

You've come a far way.

[dachopunk]

[The girl stood as Samus stood, still looking over the woman's wounds with a hint of concern in her eyes. She pulled at her sleeves self consciously. It was still hard to process that she had actually managed to track down the bounty hunter she had set out to find.]

Very far. I cannot believe you are here, and I am here.

[icequeen_aran]

Sometimes I can't believe I'm here either.

[She OFFERS A HAND... a slightly bloody hand which she wipes off on her pant leg quickly then re-offers]

Let's go find your pod.

[dachopunk]

[The girl lightly takes her hand, slightly in awe.]

It is this way! I hope you will be impressed.

[icequeen_aran]

I'm sure I will.

[Samus walks a little carefully, still thrumming from the sting of the crash, but--literally--about to walk it off.]

[dachopunk]

[Every so often, when going over a particularly large log, the bird would stop making sure Samus got over it alright. Obviously she felt a bit guilty. But then. TA-DA. There was the pod.]

Mother taught me how. It's very easy to use!

[icequeen_aran]

[This pod looks awfully familiar in terms of design--if not familiar then very aesthetically and technologically appreciable to Samus. She carefully circles around it, hand trailing it's hull.]

So... your transformation--is your pod designed with that in mind? How exactly did you accomplish that anyway?

[dachopunk]

Once I gained the ability to transform, I modified it slightly to open up. It only seals around me when I am a Dachora. I got the anklet from in town. I suppose many of the residents of this planet are not as they seem, just like me.

[icequeen_aran]

There's all kinds of species here. Can't say I've met too many from sectors of space I'm familiar with, however.