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aldersprig"Best of travels and a sharp spear on your travels." The Jesharian, Koyl, had served as Reyn's translator and go-between with her people for the last year. Now she engaged in an elaborate bow, bending at both sets of hips, one arm sweeping the floor.
"Best of blessings in your stay, and may your rapport with the next human you meet be as smooth as it was with me." Reyn tried to keep any trace of reluctance or misery from the blessing. The Jesharian were very, very sensitive to such things, and the last thing Reyn wanted was to hurt Koyl's delicate feelings, especially now. "And Koyl... in the human fashion?" Reyn held out a hand. "Thank you."
They had been working together long enough that Koyl no longer hesitated. Two spindly blue hands wrapped around Reyn's. "It has been my pleasure as well, Reyn. It..." Here the blue alien ducked her head in to one side: Jesharian embarassment. "If the world were ordered in the way I please, you would not be leaving."
"If I had my way, I wouldn't be leaving, either." Reyn patted Koyl's shoulder, an intimacy Koyl had allowed only recently. "I like it here better."
"We are honored."
The Jesharian were an immensely formal people, but even so, there was only so long one could drag out the good-byes. Reyn sighed. "I hope I see you again."
"If the world turns as I bid it, we will see each other again."
There was nothing left to do but grab bags and toss them into the shuttle, then toss onesself into the shuttle and bow, again, to the Jesharian pilot. Not many humans were allowed on the planet's surface. It was one of the reasons Reyn had so liked it.
(I know, I know. All this and we're not even to the gender-funk part. O-O)
"Best of blessings in your stay, and may your rapport with the next human you meet be as smooth as it was with me." Reyn tried to keep any trace of reluctance or misery from the blessing. The Jesharian were very, very sensitive to such things, and the last thing Reyn wanted was to hurt Koyl's delicate feelings, especially now. "And Koyl... in the human fashion?" Reyn held out a hand. "Thank you."
They had been working together long enough that Koyl no longer hesitated. Two spindly blue hands wrapped around Reyn's. "It has been my pleasure as well, Reyn. It..." Here the blue alien ducked her head in to one side: Jesharian embarassment. "If the world were ordered in the way I please, you would not be leaving."
"If I had my way, I wouldn't be leaving, either." Reyn patted Koyl's shoulder, an intimacy Koyl had allowed only recently. "I like it here better."
"We are honored."
The Jesharian were an immensely formal people, but even so, there was only so long one could drag out the good-byes. Reyn sighed. "I hope I see you again."
"If the world turns as I bid it, we will see each other again."
There was nothing left to do but grab bags and toss them into the shuttle, then toss onesself into the shuttle and bow, again, to the Jesharian pilot. Not many humans were allowed on the planet's surface. It was one of the reasons Reyn had so liked it.
(I know, I know. All this and we're not even to the gender-funk part. O-O)
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Date: 2014-09-12 07:24 pm (UTC)• The Jesharian, Koyl had served
-> The Jesharian, Koyl, had served
> Syntactically, the name is parenthetical— it's an appositive— so it gets commas on both sides or neither; and with these unfamiliar names; "the Jesharian Koyl" would be too multiple-ly misinterpretable.
• no longer hesitated. two
-> Two
• toss one'sself into the shuttle
-> oneself
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