M.C.C.F.

[gorillaman16]

"I'll do it too only cause the howlers are the ones who took my parents."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

<I would not expect to find you parents. The Howlers dont keep prisoners.> Jenmia turned to Finch. <What about you?>

[Estelore]

I glanced back at Cobra, who had caught my eye when he agreed to go.  He had a very determined look about him, one that I hadn't expected to see.

That settled it for me. I looked into the main eyes of the Andalite who now leveled her gaze on me. "I'm in. I'm not sure how useful I'll be to you with just the skills I bring into this; my battle morph isn't exactly desert-ready... but I'll do what I can, even if that means nothing more than flying recon and cover."

The Andalite's eyes seemed almost to soften at the edges, like the three of us had somehow been measured and found worthy of her approval.
<Very well. I trust the three of you already have some idea how dangerous this will be; if you want out of it, I suggest you leave immediately.>

<Admiral!> One of the aliens in the next room, a species unfamiliar to me, looking rather like a tall mass of orange vines, tumbled toward the Andalite. Her stalk-eyes swiveled toward him.
<Yes, Txaneth?>
<Intelligence has reported that the Howler fleet has just entered the Oort cloud and appears to be headed for Charon.  We suspect this is a refueling stop; we are aware of Skrit Na fueling stations in that vicinity.>
<Thank you, Txaneth; please keep me updated.> Her eyes turned back to the rest of us.
<Come humans, and we will brief you on how to confront Howlers in combat, should the need arise; you can brief us on any ideas you may have on the matter. We have little time.>

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I looked at Finch. "Gald you decided to come." I followed Jenmia. "I've trained against a Howler simulation before to work with sonic weapons. Does that help?"

[gorillaman16]

"all i know about howlers is that they are killers from birth but terminated before they get to old so they dont realize what they are doing.oh and one other question when do i get to learn to morph and get my morphs?"

[Estelore]

<Any prior training will be helpful to you; we will need to outfit you with soundproof morphing suits that will limit the danger to you while you are between morphs.  Our technology still only provides a limited resistance to the howling, but it is far better to have some resistance than to go against them with nothing at all to protect your ears.>

I nodded, then I turned to the stranger from the next cell.
"I can help you learn how to morph, but I don't exactly carry an Escafil Device with me all the time."
<That will not be a problem; we have several with us in the next room. The Hork-Bajir near the door is one of my colleagues in morph; he will show you to it.>  The Andalite gestured toward a tall Hork-Bajir leaning against the door frame. The Hork-Bajir nodded to the guy standing next to me, then gave an 'after you' gesture to the doorway.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Let's begin." I said simply. Even the training should be stressful.

[gorillaman16]

"im ready to begin tell me where to start"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"To begin with you need to get the morphine ability. I believe the Hork-Bajir over there will help."

[gorillaman16]

"Ok thanks." I walked up to the Hork-Bajir and asked him what it is i need to do.

[Estelore]

((Just so you know, you could write your own dialogue with the Hork-Bajir. He's a non-player character, which means that you are just as able to make him talk as I am. The story moves more if we make long, paragraphical posts that give a lot of foundation for plot... compared to waiting for somebody else to say something back, that is.))

I could hear the Hork-Bajir lead the stranger into the next room... he mentioned having a small array of animals available for him to acquire. I turned to the Andalite.

"Cobra and I can both morph, so that's not an issue.  Where do we go from here, and what is the plan?"


((Likewise, I could make my own plan for her to say... in this case, though, I'm just about to go to bed, so I'm keeping it short. G'night!))

[Cobra (Gymn)]

<You will need the special sound resistant morphing suits I mentioned before.> The Andalite began to leave the room and I followed her. We arrived almost immediately at a storage room next to the conference room. <The suits are on the racks. Separate changing rooms are over there.> The Andalite gesture towards the two doors on one of the walls.
"Thanks." I replied. I grabbed one of the suits that was about my size and went into the changing to try it on. It was made of a thick black elastic material and it had a hood that covered my head. The area around my ears on the inside were spongy but on the outside every thing was a Matt black.

[Estelore]

I worked my way into the surprisingly stretchy suit and did a quick half-morph first of a fly, then demorph, then of the polar bear.  Each time, briefly the suit tried to conform to my physical changes, and then it blended into the body of what I morphed... except for the ear coverings. By some freakish miracle of Andalite technology, the spongy material over my ears expanded to completely fill the bear's ears, and when I went fly, it stretched down the sides of my body to the sound-sensing parts of my insect legs and up to my antennae... and it always stayed a thickness that didn't hamper movement.

<Can you hear me?>  "EEK!"  I jumped.
<I'll take that for affirmative. The muffling material is nanotechnology; each nanite contains a very small transponder that converts both sound into its equivalent in electrical signals to your brain, whether you are or are not in morph.  It will sound to you like thought-speech, even if the message is being spoken aloud.  This will allow you to receive communications from our base, and you will be able to respond with thought-speech.  Please keep in mind that this nanotechnology will detect all thought-speech, including that which you intend to be private.  Also keep in mind that it will detect what you say aloud, as long as no louder noise than your voice overrides the default pick-up threshold of the microphone.>
I tried to process all that.
"Uhmn... okay?"
<Basically, if a Howler is howling nearby, you will have to use thought-speech to communicate with us. If you are near a jet engine, the same rule applies. You can talk aloud and still be heard, but only if there isn't a much louder source of sound near you.  The microphones are sensitive and delicate; they are programmed to switch off in the presence of more than sixty decibels sound.>
"Ah. Nifty."
<We think so, yes. By the way, I'm Norm; I'll be your contact at the base. Cobra and the other kid have separate contacts, and we all answer to the Andalite.>
"Wait, you're human?"
<What gave you that idea? I'm a reformed Yeerk from the old resistance movement; I trapped myself in human morph the first chance I got.>
"Oh. Hehe... you just sound very human... if that's not an insult."
<Not at all! I'm glad to know I blend in. It's kinda' funny to think that now I'll be the voice in somebody's head again. Well, you'd better get on out there and see what else is going on.>
I could hear the smile in the man's voice; it became clear to me just how serious the situation was... for (former) Yeerks and Andalites to be working together...

...but then, I guess both species did have a very vested interest in Earth not being wasted.
I stepped out of the changing room and waited for the others.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I morphed a snake and the suit blended into the morph. The ear covering filled my ear cavities. I demorphed.
<Hello.> "Who's there?"
<I'm going to be your contact with the base. When you have that suit on all sound will be like thought speak to you. By the way I'm Geraph-Ferag-Shano.> "Good to know Geraph." I excited the changing room and caught up with Finch. "Nifty suits."

[gorillaman16]

After i acquired the morphing technology they told me i had been held captive for 5 years now which would make me 22 and that the others are waiting for me in the other room this morphing suit is something i wouldnt normally wear but it works.

A new Hork-Bajir came up to me and said he would be my contact from the base and that his name is Galla Hamee."Wait your related to the famous Toby Hamme?"i asked him."Yes she is my grandmother and i have the seer gene just like her, so it will be easy to communicate with me."

I walked out to meet the others "ok im ready to do this i got my morphs and my communication partner so lets do this."