Stranger in a Strange Universe
A human dancer is exploring the space station that she has arrived at just a couple of days ago. One moment, she's in the Zocalo, and the next she finds herself somewhere that doesn't even look like Babylon 5. She looks about her and sees writing form in the air. Part fo it is in Earth standard, and the other part are the same words, but in the language used by the people where she was raised, Saterna Prime.
"Hmm...I see..."
The dancer bows in greeting, as is proper to the Saterni.
"I am Siann Marlowe," she speaks once she straightens, "My question, while I am here, is this: how does a human deal with the sense of being a stranger in a strange universe?"
(OOC: Are there any B5 pups out there?)
"Hmm...I see..."
The dancer bows in greeting, as is proper to the Saterni.
"I am Siann Marlowe," she speaks once she straightens, "My question, while I am here, is this: how does a human deal with the sense of being a stranger in a strange universe?"
(OOC: Are there any B5 pups out there?)