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[k_in_black]

The Front Door opens, and here comes a Man in.... Yellow-Green. And Black

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[sighteddancer]

This is when the towel flies out of his hands; there's distortion in the air like a heat wave, the distortion is moving with a whoosh of air, and the towel falls in three pieces.

". . . oh," says the giant invisible shimmer hanging from the ceiling.

[k_in_black]

"Whoa!" K says, taking a quick step back.

Without spilling a drop of bourbon. Naturally.

He looks up at the shimmer and glares.

And in not-quite-flawless, but pretty-good-for-a-human Yautja growls, "Need a refresher about the Rules, Slick?"

[sighteddancer]

Outgrowl her, will you? No, you won't.

"You were pulling a blue thing from your face when I was looking through the filter for kainde amedha. Nothing else is supposed to glow blue. What was that?"

[k_in_black]

"Oh. Much obliged then," K replies, still in Yautja, or at least it's human larynx equivalent.

He sighs. "Not a kainde amedha. Almost as bad, though. Formal name's unpronounceable by humans, but their slime sticks to us just fine."

At least the Suit still looks good.

[gone_byebye]

There's something making small whizzy beeping noises from very nearby.

Surprise, surprise, surprise.

[k_in_black]

Without bothering to turn around:

"Got a whole new class of bio-residue here for you, Chief."

It's.... greasy.

[gone_byebye]

"Oh, sweet. Hang on a second, willya?"

There's the sound of rubber gloves being snapped on, and something being unscrewed.

"I'm gonna get a sample off the back here. Which body fluid is it, do you know?"

[k_in_black]

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere, trust me. Not 'til I've finished a couple more of these," he holds up his bourbon.

"Name's unpronounceable by the human larynx. We call 'em 'glow worms' and leave it at that. Sort of like Annelids, only eight feet tall and notoriously grouchy."

"They have the annoying habit of spraying this stuff wherever they go. Oh, and the part about considering the human brain a delicacy. That's a pain in the ass too."

[madroxmadrox]

"Dude, you're like... glowing."

The man with the messy short-cropped hair and slightly distant eyes is sitting a little further down the bar. And giggling. Just a little.

[k_in_black]

"Can't get anything by you, Slick."

"That's the fun part of diplomatic missions," K shrugs. "You never know how it's going to go."

K might be using 'fun' sarcastically. Possibly.

[madroxmadrox]

"That's like... awesome."

The man's smile is very wide.

"Who were you being... y'know, diplomatic with?"

[k_in_black]

"It was... something."

"Their name's unpronounceable by humans. We call 'em glow worms. Picture an eight-foot tall worm with arms, legs, and one hell of a bad attitude."

"This one was trying to split my brain case open. I sorta had a problem with that."

[mandercommander]

Blink. "Tell me you're not radioactive, please..."

[k_in_black]

K shakes his head. "No. Just annoyed. And.... glowing."

"It's the residue from the chemical communication used by a species we call 'glow worms.' Have no idea what this was saying, but I hope it wasn't good."

[mandercommander]

Blink. "You were talking to glow worms?"

[k_in_black]

"That's the bureau's code name. Their real name is unpronounceable by humans. Picture an eight-foot tall worm with arms, legs, and one hell of a bad attitude."

[corsec_jedi]

"You may or may not be aware of this... but you're glowing."

Corran Horn, Master of the Obvious!

[k_in_black]

K gives Corran a Look.

"Thanks for the tip."

He sighs and wipes off a lapel of the Suit. "Diplomatic missions. Always an adventure."

[corsec_jedi]

"That's why they won't let me go with anymore." Corran smirks and nods. "What kind of situation created your... uh... unique condition?"

[k_in_black]

"Tried to broker peace during a civil war on Yekub IX. We call the dominant life form there 'glow worms.' You can see why."

"Just like you can probably tell how well the peace negotiations went."