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[He wasn't sure who he'd been with the night before, but who ever it was, they had gone out and left him alone in their room. That was just fine by Seth. It gave him time to use the bathroom, get cleaned up and dressed before he made his way home.

He was surprisingly well rested, odd considering what he must have done the night before, not that he could really remember much of it.

To him it was no big deal to wake up in a strange room, he did that at least three times a week. In the light of day this particular apartment was a lot cleaner than the kind he was used to. There wasn't a T.V which was weird, no newspaper either or really anything to do except a weird looking computer that was probably locked.

There was a weird little tablet phone thing which he decided to pick up and place in his pocket. Whoever it belonged to shouldn't have left it laying around should they? It was his now. He could probably get some money for it later.

After a long shower and about twenty minutes doing his eye make-up the quiet of the room got to be too deafening for him and he decided to leave. It was only when he closed the door behind him that he realised something was amiss.

His name was on the door.

Seth Aurailia

What? That was... Just what? He didn't live here. Was this a joke or trick? He examined the box on the door again and sure enough, there was his name on an electronic screen. He went back inside and looked around. There was no trace of any one else inside the apartment.

Seth looked inside the drawers somewhat frantically. There were no clothes or personal belongings, just a few more attachments for the little phone he had found. There had been no soap or toiletries in the bathroom either.

Nobody lived here...

Instinctively he withdrew the small phone-tablet again and took a closer look at it. It was not like any phone he had ever seen before. Still he managed to switch it on even though he had no idea what he was doing with it.]

Um... 'Ello?

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[Mot had his own worries. He had been dragged off to a place against his will already this perigee; he was not pleased about it happening again. Well, 'not pleased' was a complete understatement: the terror was rising in him, bubbling up in his throat as a scream that was just shy of bursting out of his lips. The only thing that was stopping it was that this room looked nothing like the breeding cell he had been shut into.

His palps stood erect and bristling and he felt the drip of his venom as the adrenaline pumped through him. He explored the room, ready to bite or spit at the first thing that so much as moved. Everything was so... well, basic here. He was used to the sharp angles and colours of Theridii's technology. Everything here seemed clunky and bass coloured.

He found the Ivytwine and stared at the old-fashioned communicator with no small amount of bafflement, even in his fear and his wariness. Was this some kind of a joke...?

Bristling still, he fiddled with it until it came on, and the first feed on the network started playing.

A voice.

Someone he didn't know was contacting him.

His ears flicked as he sensed for movement. He couldn't feel any in the room around him, so he held the tablet close to his face as he replayed the message. Just a simple 'hello'. Nothing else. He shouldn't even deign to answer it.

... But the need to know what was going on was too much, and the words burst out of him before he could stop them. They were strained with fright and all the more angry because he couldn't keep that from his throat.]

Who the hell are you, and where the hell am I?

Woah! [Okay that was not what he was expecting. Angry person is angry!] Calm down cowboy, this is no my phone ey? I just found it in um... My room?

I'm not a godbedamned bovine! [He snarls it, anger beginning to overtake fear.] And you expect me to believe that?

Ey ey! Please, I do not know who you are. I just pick up this phone ey? I see my name on room door but, this is not my apartment so...

I am as confused as you are, si? [Seth is not afraid of the voice, after all, it's on the other end of a phone right? It can't hurt him.]

What, so you just arrived here too?

[His palps were still bristling, the pincers extended. But if that was the case...]

What's your Hatching Designation? Colour Caste?

What is what? [These are things Seth has never heard of. Unless this guy thinks he is in a space RPG or something? Or maybe he's just crazy.]

I don't er... I am sorry. I don't understand for what you say. [When in doubt, blame the English]

[Is he talking to an idiot?]

Where were you hatched?!

Okay? [Should he just play along? Are they doing a/s/l?] I was born in Transylvania. How about you? Where are you 'hatched' cowboy?

[He hasn't heard of 'Transylvania' as a hatching ground, and he was pretty sure he knew most of them. Exploring a phobia was something he couldn't avoid sometimes. His eyes narrow at the screen.]

What species are you? [Meaning a Red, a Blue, or a Purple, of course...]

[He resists the urge to say something silly. After all things are getting serious here. He's peeking into other rooms in the hall and they are all empty. Where is everyone?]

Species? I am a human being si? Why, what species are you? A Vulcan?

[What the hell is a 'Human Being'? Mot hadn't heard of anything like that before. They certainly weren't among the dominant lifeforms the Kingdom was planning to subjugate and drag screaming in its fold...]

A Lartodec. [His pincers snapped out of his palps again, a faint 'snick' sound.]

Lar-to-dec? [He says in sing song.] Well er... I don't know what this is ey? I never hear of it.

You 'ave a name? I am Seth Aurailia. The amazing.

Are you stupid? [No, he's not. If Mot really is talking to an alien he hasn't heard of, it stands to reason this alien hasn't heard of him...

He groans and tugs at his horns. He could really do with biting something right now.]

Mot.

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