"Are you serious, son!?" Yelled Letertan.
"I sure mean it, Father. I want our people and these people, Gawims and Toyus alike to establish an alliance."
Letertan made another grimace, he was conjuring an argument. "Detertan... I don't know how other how... mine and your people will take this foreign culture."
"Father, don't let your pessimism get ahead of you again. You seemed to enjoy what we explored, mostly. You agree, Myaostha?""
"That is difficult for me too." He answered. "The Culture shock it'll bring, some will turn away and say "I don't like this, go away. Some of you do have a bad temper against new things." Myaostha still remembered that general's vicious attack against them.
Detertan looked disappointed that both had bad ideas about this. "We must at least try. 2 civilizations as a great and powerful one, we combine each of our technologies and do fantastic things."
"Intriguing, but we of course have to get Minya-Toryshhe's consent on this."
"I hardly doubt she will doubt that."
''Lower your tone, this is serious." Letertan said, frowning and apprehensive. "We're gonna do it, we best show people no danger."
"Yes, pressure is all there will be."
And the trio, with Detertan's formulated plan of either success or failure, followed through the center, thanked the staff, and exited promptly.
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The party kept going. The chatters kept chatting. The Eaters kept eating. More than 200 had gathered now and the Toyus were undoubtedly the most outstanding.
The adults decided to show them their Asas. Lifting the children Gawim up high and they pretended to fly. Tububig told a moment in her life:
"There was this nasty little thing from the hole. And I with my keeeeen curiosity, I pulled my head toward it and WHASH! Everything around turned to nothing and next moment I knew I was laying in a bed with all these doctors. I look to my arm and it was YELLOW!"
Her listeners gasped, winced, and cried, "YEW!!!"
"Don't worry. my awesome nurse of a father turned it to normal!" She unfurrled her shelve and her audience sighed.
"Tububig, don't make the children ill." Told Uldefyn, sickened by the story. He was inspecting the design of Gawim plates and chairs.
"Well at least they're feeling queasy together, ha ha."
"You're ignorant." He said very quietly.
Despite the minor refute, it was ignored and the party kept on.
Minya and Couma-ret just sat down and enjoyed the view. Adults and children took heed of Minya's majestic appearance.
"Hey don't play on Toryashhe's robes!" Couma-ret told a couple of little Gawims. They ran away from his aggressive shout.
"That was a little over active, Couma-ret." Said Minya.
"Don't fret, I am protecting you from unwanted touch."
"It didn't hurt, just curiosity at work... You should know, I think I want our two peoples to come together as one."
Couma-ret grew a little shocked. "Really Tory-"
"Gasp! Rentilan guards!" The tone of voice (from Captain) brought great attention to where it was directed. In the distance, approaching with intent, were several dozen guards carrying their prestigious weapons and moving rectangles of metal (called Zoun-Yuans). They surrounded all directions and the Gawims became fearful, they knew something in their midst was dangerous.
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FantasyWarrior Detertran keeps his people in check and is told what to do by his father. But things take a turn when Detertran finds a strange object in his room.
