Emily repeated what the angelic creature had said, "Bassofera Enchant"? "What the hell is that" She said sarcastically.
Finistoria smiled and seemed to float towards them effortlessly and gracefully. As she reached the bars of the cell she simply seemed to grow translucent and float through the bars. Then become fully viewable again.
The tall, graceful female Basso stepped, or closer to the truth glided close to the pair, "I am Finistoria, and I'm an Enchant, or in your human terms, a witch"
Adnaan looked at the two, obviously still confused, the two women looked back at Adnaan in the Bio cocoon and said in unison, a spellcaster.
Emily looked back at the elegant Basso, "All right, so your Basso, that pretty much means we can't trust you".
"I'm not Basso, which is actually short for Bassomaor. The Bassofera society was an advanced group that lived on an adjacent planet in our solar system. The Bassomaor feared us and our powers and made it their mission to destroy us and our planet. Which they did. Those of us that remain are scattered throughout the system. She said matter of factly but Adnaan noticed sadness in her tone.
"Emily was biting her lip, "If you were superior, how did they manage to destroy you?" she said her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"The Bassofera believed in advancing ourselves mentally, and spiritually. The Bassomaor believe in power by brute strength and medical manipulation. Our abilities adapted to a point they were afraid we might try to take over their culture and destroy them. As a result they laid waste to our planet.
Adnaan watched as Emily's hard edge faded upon hearing the story of genocide, Meanwhile he wrestled with the questions he had for the tall angelic creature. Finally curiosity got the best of him, "So besides walking through solid objects, powers or abilities do the Bassofera possess"?
Finistoria placed her long slender hand in the med gel, Adnaan jumped back slightly as the gel began to glow brilliant white then return to normal. She slid her hand out as if she had touched nothing, "How's your leg now? she asked.
Adnaan got out of the cocoon and examined his leg, there was no gash, no blood and no scar. In fact he had no indication he had been injured. Adnaan looked at Emily then at Finistoria, "I don't believe it, not a scratch?! he said.
Finistoria looked at Emily, reaching her hand out, Emily stopped her, "No way, I'll deal with these myself, she stated sternly, holding one of the wounds she had on her arm.
Finistoria smiled "Nian and Mefa said you were head strong and stubborn she sighed.
Emily looked at the Bassofera, 'Wait, You know of the Ovion?
"Of course child, They have been waiting for these times for many cycles. Your friends are with them right now. They are the first competitors to reach the Ovion ever.
Adnaan reacted first, "What do you mean the Ovion, you mean their real, the mythical Ovion are real, he reached out and grabbed the pants put out by the Basso,
Emily stepped up to Finistoria, she looked up to the taller woman with no sense of fear as she looked the Bassofera in the eyes, "We have little choice but to trust you, but rest assured, If you betray us or my friends get hurt you can be sure You will answer to me. Do I make myself crystal clear?"
Finistoria sized up the human woman for a couple of seconds, never changing the look on her face, "Yes, of course, I understand...completely, she returned her stare.
Adnaan finished getting dressed in the horrible grey outfit, trying to adjust the ill fitting garments. Finistoria touched Adnaan's shoulder and the garment became his favorite outfit. Adnaan looked down and then back at Finistoria, He smiled at her "Your handy to keep around' he nodded.
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Adelade - A new beginning
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