The Sharing: Rebellion From Within

[traycon3]

"I am a technician. It's kinda in the job description. But my work varies from ships to computers to the occasional toilet. My sub-visser is sometimes a dapsen. Though, you know, neither of us have ever realized just how weird that sounds. Talking aloud with your host, I mean. So, how long have you two been together?"

[Terenia]

"What? Oh...um....I don't think so?" Aurora said, unsure. "Wait...Wyoming? How did we get all the way to Wyoming?" She looked around the little ship, still somewhat disbelieving. "Aliens..." She muttered, shaking her head.

[morfowt]

((Wow. I think I'm kinda glad I had my character skip breakfast))

Michael was still a little groggy, and his eyes weren't focusing to well but he heard the word, Wyoming. "What's this about Wyoming" he asked once his mouth worked again.

[Myitt]

((Yeah, I get the impression lunch won't be much better XD;; ))

"Always nice to meet a fellow technophile.  I did a lot of engine work on Bugs on the Hork-Bajir homeworld.  Ah, yes, I know what you mean about your boss," Myitt said, smirking.  "It's partially why I quit the whole deal.  As for me and my human conspirator..."

<Constant annoyance,> Tara amended. 

"...we've been working together for three years now.  Only the last two have really been, well, like this." She nodded at the barren rocks outside. 

"Good," Corliss told Aurora.  "The less you told them, the better chance you have of returning home relatively soon.  But you've also seen who we are, and if you were to be captured by the Empire, you'd endanger all of us.  We can't allow that to happen."  He glanced back at his sibling, the pilot.  "Myitt, these are Aurora and Michael.  Yes, another Michael.  They haven't been infested, and they don't really know anything about what's going on yet, except people started shooting bloody lasers at them and threatening their lives."

Myitt nodded.  "Hi, I'm Myitt.  This is Tara," she said, pointing to her human body.  "Welcome to Wyoming.  And I guess you deserve an explanation."

"We're parasites," Corliss said patiently.  "My name is Corliss Three-Eight-Two, Mike is only the human in which I currently reside.  Tia here is one of us as well.  We're...sort of...sluglike in appearance, we control bodies through direct attachment to the host brain.  And we are called Yeerks.  The Yeerk Empire is slowly taking over your planet, one host body at time.  One community at a time.  The Sharing is one of the ways it makes people comfortable with the idea of giving up their body, their freedom, for the benefit of another sentient being.  For the benefit of the Empire."  His voice is low and dull as he explains the last bit, controlling his anger carefully.  "Some of us don't agree with taking hosts involuntarily, although that sort of idea is a very serious crime where we come from.  Some of us can't or won't do anything about it.  Others work to free hosts when they can.  And we...we're...the more militant faction of dissent."

[Terenia]

Aurora furrows her brow, trying to make sense of Mike's speech. "So you're not...really Mike?" She asks, "What happened to the real Mike?"

[yrkd88]

Denise remained tucked safely under the desk, curled into a ball with her head under her arms as if in an earthquake drill. Though of course, this was definitely no earthquake. She was so preoccupied in this position and with the noises from outside, Denise didn't hear the door to the office being opened.

It seemed like an eternity until the vibrations, shaking, and shouts finally subsided. Denise slowly unfolded herself from her position, tucking a few strands of black hair behind her ear, and began to crawl out from underneath the desk. The hood on her sweatshirt had fallen down in the chaos, once again fully revealing her deeply tanned features.

"Glad that's over" she muttered to herself. "Now to officially get the hell away from this place". In her haste to stand up, Denise ended up dripping over her feet and falling face down on the floor. She normally wasn't quite this clumsy, given that she did alot of dancing, but flip-flops weren't exactly the ideal kinds of shoes for making quick escapes.

"Argh, can't anything for once in my damn life, just work out like it's supposed to?!!!" Denise cursed aloud, not realizing yet that she wasn't alone in the room.

[Myitt]

"Mike's still here," Corliss explained.  He paused and waved.  "Hello!" he said, wriggling his fingers in a little wave.  "'Course, you can't be sure he's really talking unless I leave his head."

[Qwerty the Charliecorn]

Kaitlyn was about to stand when a clear but soft voice broke the momentary silence. "Glad that's over," a woman muttered. "Now to officially get the hell away from this place." She heard a serious of thumps, like someone tripping, and a grunt of pain. "Argh, can't anything for once in my damn life, just work out like it's supposed to?!!!" the woman screamed. She could barely tell in the faint light that the woman was wearing a gray sweatshirt.

<It's her,> Kaitlyn thought. <What are you going to do?>

<I'll have to stall,> Illrid muttered.

<Oh, that worked out great last time.>

<Or lure her into a trap.>

Kaitlyn scrambled to her feet and ran across the room, blocking the door. "Don't move," she said sternly to the woman.

[Terenia]

"You can come out?" Aurora asked, sounding horrified. She paused for a moment, processing, "That doesn't make sense. How can a bunch of slugs possibly take over the earth? That's stupid. Impossible."

[Myitt]

"I wish," Myitt muttered.

"We use the bodies we take to advance throughout the galaxy," Corliss sighed.  "Having long range ships with a bit of firepower certainly helps that cause.  I told you this would all sound mad...but think about what you saw today, doesn't any of it seem within the realm of possibility?  You're sitting in a bloody spaceship fer crying out loud."

[morfowt]

"Or in my case, sleeping on a spaceship" Michael joked. "Ok, let me see if I got this straight, you and a bunch of other members of the sharing are normal people with aliens called yeerks in their heads. These yeerks, are like slugs. They have spaceships, and they're trying to take over earth. I think you still have a lot of explaining to do."

[Terenia]

"Right," Aurora agrees, frowning, "This here 'spaceship' of yours could just be some....I don't know, some government project or something."

[morfowt]

"Or maybe it's just some amusement park ride, and the scene outside is fake, although if it was a real spaceship, that'd be kinda cool." Michael added.

[traycon3]

"Oh, Lord, do you need a demonstraton?" Tia inquired, rubbing her temples. "'Cause I will seriously give you one." Norpo needed to feed sometime during the day anyway, so neither of them really cared if a small bit of that was taken up by a demo. Plus, they were really starting to grind each other's nerves. So, Tia needed her space anyway.

[Myitt]

Myitt shrugged.  "Hey, I don't know what they really have in Zone 91, but it ain't a Bug fighter, I can tell you that."  She glanced up at the ceiling and instructed the computer to open the exterior hatch in that strange foreign language again.  The ship's pale, cream colored wall melted and yawned open into a little rounded-edged square, letting in the cool Rocky Mountain breeze.  "As for Wyoming, it may be a government hologram, but that's not our fault."  She smirked, as if at some far off memory. 

"You gonna give them a demo, mate?" Corliss asked Tia/Norpo, amused.  "There are a few small single use generators in the storage room, and there's already a little pool sort of thing set up in there.  Well, it's...it's bloody tupperware.  But it's sterile and it works.  She just mixed the stuff.  Yes, this is the life of glamour."