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[ It's easy enough to pass through towns and cities on a new world mostly unnoticed. However, for this Eldarian, it's more than just a choice. It's a necessity. He's baffled by the ruby-red wings that sweep out between his shoulder blades, and confused about how he got here. Where his clothes are. Where his Sol is.
He wants information, but that desire clashes with his desire to fly under the radar. The last thing he needs is a group of civilians to find him guilty of committing some illegal act he was ignorant to. The likelihood of this, he imagines, is fairly strong. It's best not to get too involved with anyone just yet.
So Faize wanders, ignoring the ache in his new appendages and looking around at the strange new sky with mixed apprehension and excitement in his eyes. ]
He wants information, but that desire clashes with his desire to fly under the radar. The last thing he needs is a group of civilians to find him guilty of committing some illegal act he was ignorant to. The likelihood of this, he imagines, is fairly strong. It's best not to get too involved with anyone just yet.
So Faize wanders, ignoring the ache in his new appendages and looking around at the strange new sky with mixed apprehension and excitement in his eyes. ]