Nysa walked out of her college building into a world basking under the bright sunlight of...well, the sun, her hands in the pocket of her leather jacket. She looked around, her face and eyes protected by her black floppy sunhat, at the bright bubbly faces of families enjoying their summer in Montreal.
"Well," she thought sadly, "I guess they aren't as interesting as I thought."
Nysa had come to earth, Montreal in particular, to further examine the human population. From the reports and readings she had done about the civilization, she expected more blood and warfare than what she was seeing. Nysa is severely disappointed. Humans were supposed to be fast-paced and eclectic, species that behaved strangely, but they were doing what most individuals on her planet would be doing on a Sunday afternoon and that is enjoying themselves.
And that, to Nysa, is utterly reprehensible at that moment. She was sent to earth to figure out what differed in the biology and chemistry of humans which led Humans to do what her species did not, and that is killing those of their own kind. If she does not get adequate data for her research, her time on earth would be completely wasted.
"At the least, I can have some form of enjoyment," pulling down her sunglasses to look more closely at a group of shirtless young men walking past her, " But alas, I can only look but not touch."
She sighs dramatically and moves on past the courtyard, under the high column entrance of McGill University and out onto the busy downtown street. Looking both ways, she crosses the busy street, irritated with the dysfunctional way humans have shaped their world, for their ease.
"Lights and roads", she thought to herself, "are a nuisance. A waste of time. Why can't I just BE at the other side?"
The way the human word worked was far different than Nysa's planet. For some strange reason, atoms on earth could not be rearranged at ones will. The rules of the world are too different, constrained.
She scowls lightly and walked on past the main road and towards her dorm.
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Earth
Non-FictionFour roommates are extraterrestrials who have taken human form in the hopes of learning about earth's culture. Unfortunately, each alien is from a different planet and believes the other three are normal humans note: This is based on a writing promp...
