Leaving his ship, a four-armed alien walked proudly through the streets of a beat up town in the middle of a desert. Looking around, he watched as the several dozen people begged him for money, but he ignored them, heading straight toward a building that had a sign at the top that read "Freshly Squeezed Dropleax".
Smiling, he walked inside and opened the doors, instantly approaching the bartender. He was a large fellow, with gray skin, one eye, and spikes lined along his back.
"Good to see you Jexk!" the four-armed alien greeted, holding out one of his hands for the bigger alien to shake.
"Ahh, my friend! It's good to see you too!" Jexk smiled, shaking his hand. "What can I get you?"
"Just a fligpripper, please," he answered. "I'm only here for a short time, just needed to fuel up."
"Comin right up!" Jexk approved, handing him the drink quickly after it was done.
Taking the beverage, the four-armed alien smiled, then began to walk to a table.
"Woah woah! Where's my payment!" Jexk growled, slamming his hand on the bar.
"You owe me. Remember?" he replied, giving Jexk a smug grin.
"Right.. yea," Jexk murmured, going back to cleaning.
Chuckling, the four-armed alien took another drink, but then, something caught his eye.
Out the window, and far off in the distance, he watched as a meteorite fell from the sky and hit the ground, causing a plume of red sand to explode into the air.
"Hmm... interesting"
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