Fandom Agnosthesia ( Marvel RP)

[Lady_Rema]

In the remote wilderness of upstate New York, the old Stark Inusdries warehouse was remodelled to become the new headquarters for the Avengers initiative, designed to accommodate the ever-expanding team. The Avengers facility is considered operational 24/7, often hiring former Shield personnel to man operations of the facility, anything from security personnel to global surveillance programs to free up members of the Avengers initiative for missions and training. It had the benefit of making things a bit more lively when you had groups of recruits training. Although they kept the number of non-Avenger initiative personnel to a minimum, preferring to avoid further scrutiny of the federal government, Ross, more importantly.

Tony sat in his office going over rather dull documentation; he had multiple spreadsheets examining pay, vacation time, taxes, and other financial costs for running the organization. Dark bags under his eyes as the numbers began to blur into one. He would have to force some team members to take their vacation time...although he suspects the living fossil will give him a hard time on this. Tony leans back into his chair, groaning, exhaustion taking its toll on him as he rubbed his face with both hands. The billionaire genius philanthropist considered taking a break, but this needed to be sorted eventually... He also didn't want even to attempt to solve the issue about their extraterrestrial charge that Shield handed over to them a few days ago.

After a few moments of staring at the file, he decides to push things off to another day as his interest in the documents has long wanned. There was something else that caught his attention, or rather someone. A mischievous expression slowly forms on his face as he eyed at his new assistant for more business-orientated matters. He then, out of the blue, asked a question framed to get a reaction. He was, after all, known for his playboy tendencies. " Ms. Dewin. Have you ever been to Paris?"

He was hoping that his new assistant would answer the question, thus distracting him from his work, but Tony wasn't exactly in any need of an excuse; this one just happened to be one of the more interesting ones.
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Outside on the compound's lawn under one of the few trees that remained on the property, using the shade to hide from the sun's harsh light. A woman wearing a dark green jacket sat there, it wasn't uncommon, but people kept a sharp eye on the alien who masked herself as human and has made escape attempts while back at a remote Shield installation. Arinae was huddled over a stretch book. While not entirely used for its intended use, sometimes there were drawings and sketches, but other times there was writing in her native language Celaric. Her ability to speak or write in one of the human languages was lacking. It caused the Celarian great stress by lacking the experience to use these new skills to their full advantage effectively.

Arinae has never been so far beyond her depth until being stranded far from her native galaxy; nothing of this planet bore familiarity; even the stars do not bring comfort. It only was a reminder of how she had abhorrently failed her mission, and there would be no chance for redemption. At not in this lifetime, if her assumptions on human technology are accurate...it would be many lifetimes before the sentient life of Terra would be ready for space travel. Arinae glanced to the large white puff of fur; at least she wasn't entirely alone on this planet; her loyal companion is here by her side. The Celarian began to pet the fluffy coat in long soft strokes, careful not to wake Celas from his restful sleep.

The alien didn't know what to feel or think about the predicament she finds herself in; pride kept pushing the emotions of dread and helplessness. She hated these situations; it felt like she was at the mercy of a lesser lifeform based on what little she could read in the human language known as English. The odds of not being tortured or cut open as it seems with any attempts of 'discovery' they had this impulse to cut any unlucky lifeform to pieces to see how it works. Arinae would rather be intact. Her wandering thoughts certainly didn't help the negative emotions she felt. She huffed out a breath before placing the sketchbook down and began to meditate, trying to center to feelings to at least back to more neutral emotions. It was difficult because she did not have an ounce of trust or faith that they will not keep promises...because it seems the honouring of words is not in Human nature.

 

[leif]

Landing a job as Tony Stark's assistant had been easier than she'd expected. It was the easiest part of the plan at least. It would only get more difficult from here, but Vala wasn't worried. After all, this was her destiny. She saw it as her only option. This was what she had been raised for her entire life, if she did not succeed, she wasn't sure what she would do. That was not a concern now though, she had only just begun her plans. Getting closer to Tony Stark would be a good start. She wanted all of the Avengers to trust her. As long as they trusted her, they would never see it coming. Of course she did have to be careful though, any slip ups could blow her cover.

Vala was currently seated at her desk where she worked on basically anything that Stark needed her to work on. Right now, she was working on his schedule, keeping it well organized and making sure nothing overlapped. It really wasn't all that bad of a job, she had found she was enjoying keeping things organized. And it seemed Stark really needed someone to do that for him because he appeared to have so much going on in his head that there was no space for keeping his schedule organized on top of everything else. It was also clear that he was exhausted a lot of the time. She wasn't even sure he ever actually went to sleep.

Being distracted from her thoughts, Vala turned to look at Stark, hearing his question. There was a clear look of confusion in her eyes, but a small smile on her face as she said, "I can't say I have." She wasn't sure what had provoked him to ask this question, but she knew of his reputation. Everyone knew of his reputation, it wasn't a secret that he was a playboy. She intended to entertain that side of him when given the chance, knowing it would get her closer to him. "Are you planning a trip? I can add it to your calendar," she offered. She glanced back at the calendar she'd been working on to see where he had any open spaces in his schedule for a trip out of the country.

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Moving facilities from the tower in the city to this compound in upstate New York was a good decision for the team, in Steve's opinion. He found that it was a lot more peaceful out here which gave more room to think. There were some downsides to moving, but overall it was the better decision. This place was far more hidden than the tower had been and had more space for any new recruits. The training facilities were also better here and that was where Steve was found most of the time. He was usually either in the training area or on a run, sometimes he could be found training new recruits. He and Natasha both helped with the training of any new Avengers.

At the moment, Steve was on a run. He was taking laps around the perimeter of the building. He had already taken a few laps around the building by now and it hadn't taken him long at all. Before he'd taken the super soldier serum, he would have been out of breath before the end of lap one. After about ten laps, he decided to take a little break, stopping to grab his water bottle. As he took a drink of his water, he glanced around the compound, spotting some white fur by a tree before he noticed Arinae there. He knew Shield had handed her over to them not all that long ago and he wasn't quite sure what to think of her. He had little trust in the new arrival, but he didn't know anything about her and that sparked some of his curiosity. Though in his experience, dealing with the extraterrestrial was not enjoyable in the slightest.

Steve was cautious, but curious enough to approach her. He saw the sketchbook she had sitting on the ground in front of her. "Sketching something?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, just trying to make some sort of conversation. He was curious to find out more about her, but he didn't know where to start. He knew she probably trusted him just as little as he trusted her, so the likelihood of finding out much was low. His attention was soon taken by her companion who appeared to be sleeping. He found himself curious about this creature as well. He assumed it had also come from where she had and therefore must be different than any creature you'd find on this planet.

 

[Lady_Rema]

Tony was a man of near-infinite resources, especially when it came to wealth, even if most of the wealth was built upon blood money. It was something he still attempted to atone for not just the mistake of his father but the mistakes he had made when he was younger, ignoring the warning signs that Obedah Stan had been up to no good to the point there were plans for his assassination. The bastard nearly succeeded, even though it had been years ago...it still affected his mind to this day.

" Just clear my schedule for the next couple of days; oh, just for extra laughs, push the meeting with Sectary of State's meeting back by three months." Tony made a face when he mentioned Ross since the issue with the creation of Ultron and Vision, the United States government was scrutinizing more closely, waiting for more mistakes to be made. He really did not want to deal with the former general on Friday. " It is either this or I decide to build something volatile and hazardous, and hopefully end up in an accident and will not have to go speak to Ross...also stay away from Ross bad news there is a reason why the Jolly green giant disappeared."

He really missed his science pal; the labs felt so empty without Bruce offering suggestions and theories. It was one of the first times Tony had someone that could keep up with his mind and truly stand as an equal in their pursuit of knowledge. Tony quickly stood up, not wanting to be reminded of the bittersweet memories of a friend who chose to disappear. He felt bad for Natasha but knew that comforting her would likely lead to a broken collar bone. Wearing his band shirt and jeans with a suit blazer, always preferring less formal wear. Tony had made his mind up and now was definitely going to take the announced vacation before Steve or Rhodey found out and decided to use their sense of responsibility and team up for a lecture.

" Pack your best clothes both for walking and fine dining." He planned to show his relatively new assistant his favourite spots; despite dressing so casually, he enjoyed the luxuries of what having wealth offered. Tony can then feel guilty about it later. " Also, I think fashion week Paris is going on...hmm, women like fashion, right?"

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The sketch was filled with a twisted version of the compound, some of the drawings included warped and twisted humanoids, and some of these entities were nothing more than shadows lurking. Arinae simply drew an aspect of reality that few were sensitive enough to see. From the alien's perspective, history and reality are not merely a straight line, but rather a confusing room of mirrors that leads to warp perspective and cause those to constantly retrace their steps. Imagines begin to move and bleed into each other...causing what some humans call glitches in the matrix even if she doesn't understand the reference.

She quickly shuts her book, scooting down on the grass out of the Captain's reach upon hearing his voice. She looks up at him, auburn bangs mostly in her face until she shoves them off to the side. Her expression shifts from confusion to distrust, her body language shifts as she crosses her arms and scoots her feet closer to her body and continues to give a silent side glance. Arinae, upon realizing he would not be leaving anytime soon, took out a damaged mobile device. Her fingers begin to rapidly type into the text to speech app. Her ability to write was much better than speaking it.

"You here to interrogate me?" The alien assumed; at first, this is what motivated him to even approach her. It is why people like colonel Rhodes and agent Romanov attempted to make conversation. Still, her sensitivity to emotions caught on to their intentions rather quickly. since then, had been stonewalling talks or avoiding speaking altogether to avoid her words betraying her in any way. However, her assumptions are not entirely correct in this instance, there is no trust between them, but curiosity was the motivation. She quickly texts more words into the voice-to-speech program. " No, you are curious..."

 

[leif]

Vala looked at him as he instructed her to clear his schedule, nodding. She rose an eyebrow as he said to push back the meeting with the Secretary of State. "Pushing back a meeting with the Secretary of State? I'm sure he won't be happy." She said, though she would do it. As he went on to say what the other option would be, "Is he really that bad?" She asked curiously as she made a note to remind herself to call and reschedule that meeting. With the meeting getting pushed back to three months from now, he might not be around to deal with Ross at all, she thought. As long as everything went according to plan of course.

She had started working on moving the meeting by looking over the schedule to see what was already on it for three months from now. There were plenty of open spaces in three months to move the meeting to so she wrote down a few dates to give as options for when she'd call.

Hearing his next instructions, she looked back over at him, a small smirk on her face. "Yes sir, you don't have to tell me twice." This would be perfect for getting closer to him. He was almost making it too easy. Plus a trip to Paris sounded like a nice added perk to the job. Especially for someone who had barely ever been out of Ohio before now.

"I can't speak for all women, but if you're asking if I like fashion then yes.. I do like fashion." Truthfully, she did not know much about fashion at all. She did appreciate it, but it wasn't something she spent a lot of time looking at. Either way, she was going to tell him she did, wanting to make sure she was on this trip to Paris. Looking back to her computer, she started to work on clearing his schedule for the next few days to make sure he would be free to go on the trip himself. Glancing back over at him, she asked, "Would you like me to inform your coworkers of the trip?" She was mainly referring to the other Avengers.

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Steve noticed how quickly she closed the book and moved out of his reach. He was not surprised, he didn't think she would trust him. Though it did make him wonder why she'd closed that book so quickly, thinking she must have something to hide. He watched her take out a mobile device that he noticed appeared to be slightly damaged. Though it seemed to still work cause she was able to use it. He wasn't sure exactly what she was using it for until he heard the question she asked through it. That made him more curious, unsure why she needed to use a phone to speak to him. He was uncertain about whether or not she even could talk now.

Shaking his head, he said, "Not that's not why-" he was cut off by the sound of the phone speaking once again. This time she was right. He wasn't sure how she had figured that out though. He nodded, "Yeah... exactly." He was clearly a little taken back by this though. He already had a lack of trust in beings he didn't know much about, this added to his distrust and his curiosity. He felt the need to be cautious around someone who was intuitive enough to figure out his intentions before he'd gotten much of a chance to speak. "How did you know that?" He asked her, looking confused. It made more sense for him to be here to interrogate her, so he wasn't sure what had made her abandon that assumption so quickly. Was he really that easy to read? He didn't think so.

His eyes shifted back over to that sketchbook that she had closed so quickly, still curious about her motivations. He didn't know if she'd had something to hide or if it was just private, but he was definitely more curious about it now than he had been before. "Was there a reason you didn't want me to see that...?" He asked with a curious smile on his face. He was cautious, but definitely intrigued. He wanted to know how much he could find out about her. Though he didn't really expect to find out much. She appeared to be pretty private, which he understood, he preferred to share as little as he could about his personal life as well. Mostly out of caution.

 

[Lady_Rema]

"That is the point, Vala. Let's just say I've turned Pissing off Ross as a pass time at this point. I'm sure you have seen him run his mouth about the Avengers after the Sokovia incident... he and other officials have been applying a bit too much pressure recently." Tony admitted he was not fond of Ross for many reasons, but recently, the sectary of state has been more than just a stubborn thorn. The issues he has been causing have expanded to just minor speeches out of pettiness because he did not get the Hulk, and Shield still is blackmailing him for his involvement in creating the Hulk and Abomination. No, this time, he is weaponizing the media since the disaster of Sokovia. "There is a lot of classified information on Ross into the type of hot water that would lead him to resign and losing that fat pension."

" Well, there is plenty of high-end boutiques with designer clothing up in Paris. I remember a vineyard with an excellent specialty wine, or I might be thinking of another place else. Now that I think about it." Tony was used to the lifestyle of travelling before he became a superhero, but unfortunately, this vacation had business elements as well, he would be privately speaking to the president of France, counting on France to be willing to sign the accords and one less nation would entirely be in Ross' corner when appeals are made. " There is this one fine five-star restaurant, but if I am honest... five-star food is overhyped, and you will still be starving, best to stick a lower star restaurant."

He began to walk across his office space, which acted more like Vala's, considering he is most often found in his lab workspace or is away on business. The third option is less common than before as he had attempted to step back from the hero business for a while, or at least when Tony had a reason. Still, Pepper simply couldn't take it anymore and only wanted to remain friends...as heartbreaking as that was...Tony kept his distance. He trusted her with his company...now he had a ring that probably won't ever be used sitting in his room. " Yeah, don't alert the team; let them figure it out."

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Arinae is quiet for a few moments, pondering his question a first confused uncertain if she had made her abilities noticeable. It did make her uncomfortable to discuss how she did seem to know things sometimes, but if answering his question led to fewer questions, then perhaps it would be in her best interest to answer them. There was a pause between each word she typed to sort her thoughts, but none of the words she came up with would best describe how it worked. In the end, she gave up after erasing another sentence. She then spoke, her voice muted and shaky, unsure of the words. Riddled in errors non-native speakers often made when speaking, forgetting keywords, using the wrong words or forgetting pronouns and adjectives. There was an accent that clashed with harsher sounds causing her to stumble over some worlds. " Difficult to explain. I wasn't born the same. My kind...we have cognitive abilities...mine are more sensitive...and odd? T-That's the right word?"

Embarrassed by her lack of skills, Arinae breaks eye contact and uses the phone like her lifeline for communication. Pretty much every other piece of equipment had been locked up for safekeeping or the more likely reason to prevent her from accessing it. At the same time, they attempt and fail to reverse engineer the technology for their own gain. That was her theory on the matter. Arinae then begins to ponder his second question a bit nervous, she sticks to the phone to answer this one, too afraid of failure to test the waters and try to speak again. "I don't like showing people...I do not wish to be under scrutiny. I-I" There was a typo of double I's, and she missed her mistake to get her words out there. " I want to be the wallflower, invisible and forgotten. Less stares..."

It seemed those general human behaviours. Arinae is limited in understanding, and that led to miscommunication, thus the insistence for self-isolation. The Celarian felt like the oddity that people feel compelled to stare and that honestly scared her. Not many had good intentions behind their actions. It made sense why she only gravitated towards Celas or even previous escape attempts while under shield custody. She knew nothing of earth and is essentially alone.

 

[leif]

Vala couldn't help but laugh a little as he said he'd turned pissing off Ross into a pass time. She had definitely seen him running his mouth about the Avengers. He wouldn't have to worry about the Avengers anymore when she was done here though. She nodded as he explained about Ross. She wasn't really sure what he was up to exactly, but she knew he was not happy about the Sokovia incident. No one was of course, but there was certainly talk going around with some government officials about what to do about that. She preferred not to have to deal with the government as well, so she was certainly not disappointed about pushing that meeting back.

Glancing back over at Stark, she listened to him talk about different places an Paris. "So you've traveled a lot, I imagine?" It did make sense being Tony Stark, she figured he had traveled plenty of times. She was quite the opposite, she hadn't had time to travel growing up so she just never had. So she was pretty sure she was gonna enjoy this. Even as just another part of her mission to take down the Avengers, it could still be fun. "I will keep in mind not to go to five star restaurants." She nodded, hearing his instructions not to tell the team, "Alright, I will let them figure it out."

Vala turned back to her desk, grabbing the phone and dialing Ross's number, knowing his assistant would pick up. "Hello, this is Tony Stark's office, I need to reschedule a meeting." She offered up a few dates to the assistant who responded by letting her know this meeting was important and if there was any possibility it could be done sooner than three months from now, that would be ideal. "Unfortunately, Mr. Stark is all booked up for the next three months, that is the earliest time he can do," she said as she looked at his calendar which clearly had some availability. Ross didn't need to know that though. She listened to the assistant on the phone, she could hear Ross in the background and he did not sound happy. "Great, thank you." She said to the assistant before hanging up and looking back at Stark, "Well you've succeeded at pissing off Ross."

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Steve watched her as she seemed to try to come up with a response. He paid attention to how she'd typed into the phone a few different times before it seemed she'd deleted her sentence entirely because she started talking instead. Once he heard her speak, he understood why she had used the phone. She must have not been all that familiar with speaking this language. He hadn't considered that, but it certainly made sense. She wasn't even from this planet, it was unlikely that she'd know the English language very well. He listened to her explanation, nodding, "That sounds like the right word." he wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to say though, so he couldn't be sure if it was correct. He did find himself curious about what she'd said. "So kind of like you were able to sense it...?"

He noticed that she seemed nervous. He wondered if it was the lack of trust between them or if it was something else. Either way, he didn't bring it up. While he wasn't sure he was able to trust her, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable considering that she was in a place that he imagined was completely unfamiliar to her. He knew what that was like. He listened to what she'd had the phone say, nodding in understanding. He could understand not wanting to be under scrutiny. He was under scrutiny pretty much all the time being Captain America. "That would be nice, huh?" He said, nodding. He did like being Captain America sometimes, but it was a lot of pressure from a lot of people. He could get wanting to be invisible.

He glanced back over at her companion as he said, "How did you end up here, on Earth?" He looked back over at her curiously, "If you don't mind me asking..." He added that last part after thinking about what she'd just said. He figured wanting to be invisible included not wanting to be asked a bunch of personal questions. He was too curious to not ask, but he would leave her alone if she wanted. He still wasn't quite sure what to think of her, but he was generally a respectful person and would be polite unless there was good reason for him not to be.

 

[Lady_Rema]

" You could say I've travelled quite a bit, mostly related for Stark industries back before I became Iron Man and long before the not-so-secret boy band formed. It mainly was securing military contracts with the United States Army and their NATO allies. There were times where universities would bring me on as a guest speaker for robotics, AI and engineering." Most of his young adult life was spent being trapped in a turbulent cycle that focused on a toxic mixture of being overworked and irresponsible, often where his infamy came from as a playboy party animal. Realizing now looking back on it, Obediah had encouraged it all, hoping to convince shareholders that he was too unstable to remain as company CEO. He almost succeeded, which eventually made Tony realize that he was hardly fit for the position; thus, Pepper handled that front by making her CEO. " Then there are these networking parties. They can get quite cutthroat when it comes to business and politics, made quite a few enemies at those parties by blowing off people."

He then began to notify Friday to organize a private jet at the nearest airport; Tony did not accidentally cause an international incident by using a military-grade jet. The media is already amping the Avengers' pressure with their extensive coverage of every disaster they either individually caused or as a team. If he hadn't mess with Loki's sceptre, none of this would be happening. " Might take them a few hours to realize I am gone or a few minutes...it depends on who is paying attention. The last person to know will like to be the alien Shield wants us to monitor. No one on the team trusts aliens as a result of the incident in New York."

He leaned against the wall waiting for her to make the call. Tony was a bit disappointed that Ross didn't rip the phone from the sectary's hands and yell colourful curses that only men in the army were aware of at his assistant, not that Tony would ever allow Ross to get away with it. No, he would use it as an excuse to make the man look like the idiot he is by simply calling in a few favours Tony has with the president; after all, he saved the man's life from being assassinated by unstable exploding people. Even now, it just sounded weird thinking about it. He sends his assistant with a flirtatious smirk. " Then I guess we will be ready to leave shortly. You have an hour to pack what you need. I will be going off to pack as well. I recommend packing a black dress as some places have strict dress codes, and black dresses have a level of elegance even if it is not expensive."

After an hour, he was in the underground parking garage beside a sleek black Audi, waiting for his assistant to arrive. Tony is a busy man and tends to cheat a little by having travel suitcases pre-packed with clothes to save time, especially with many unexpected meetings.

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The alien began to type up another response focused on being a bit more concise with her word choice. Still, it has always been difficult to explain her abilities even to Celarian scientists when they ran extensive profile tests to figure out what was wrong with her. Unfortunately, they never figured out the cause of the genetic abnormality. Her blue eyes focus on the screen as her fingers darted across the screen pad. The reflection of her form made her feel unrecognizable to some extent because this was the face of someone else in Arinae's mind. The speech to text began to speak in its monotoned voice. " No...more like feel...like I feel emotions and the sensations of others...physical contact...It has made me more perceptive of other things as well. It's not normal for members of my species...normally only able to feel emotions and sensations from their life partner."

Arinae gave a nonverbal head nod agreeing with him that it would be nice to be invisible or ignored like she was among her people often overlooked when she willed it. Still, here the humans seemed to be so hyper-focused, assuming she was a threat to their entire species even though she is one person and her military had strict rules for military engagements. Besides, why conquer lesser lifeforms? The only thing earth has of value would be resources as everything else from technology, medicine, and culture from Arinae's limited perspective seemed to be riddled with issues.

The question guard, because it wasn't like the other questions she had been asked, it had always been framed as who sent her here, what are their others and what were her intentions. There was no they, and there was never any intent to end up here, nor were there others involved in what Arinae viewed as a tragic disaster. She began to type carefully on the keyboard; she would have to split up her response due to the limitations of the software. "It is difficult to explain...my home star system exists in a zone known as the outer rim of the known universe... Not even warmongering slave empires like the Kree will bring their ships there...many dangers that science alone cannot explain... Few sentient races live that far in...its how the Celarian empire has survived against more numerous empires." There is another pause as she typed the next part out. There were long, drawn-out breaks of no typing as she tried to describe what happened.

" I was part of an elite military unit with extensive medical training. Unfortunately, a high superior officer went rogue and somehow had access to ancient Celarian technology stolen from the vaults...he had deep ambitions. He wanted to eliminate opposition for throne claims as he was considered an emperor candidate but was 60th inline...He planned to usurp the throne...a battle occurred on Morkar's moon. The entire team lost..." There was a moment of silence, as she was forced to think of people who had died to betrayal, lives wasted for the conquest of power, and she failed to kill the traitor. There were times she wouldn't be able to sleep because Arinae wondered if help would ever come; her technology was locked away and deactivated...not even sure if her people could even track a signal from her suit. " In my fight with him as the sole survivor of the team, he activated it, and all I saw was white. Hours later, I woke up cold, wet and all muddy. Celas was a few feet away same state...we were in a crater...there were casualties...civilians... I was mortally wounded, and the body closest to me was a woman who was considered brain dead...I did an emergency transfusion...it saved my life but killed her."

 

[leif]

Vala listened to him talk about the travelling he'd done. It only made sense for him to have done a lot of travelling. Stark was big name. Pretty much everyone had heard of him or his father. Especially ever since he'd revealed himself to be Iron Man. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned the networking parties. She was certainly interested in what enemies he'd made. She was sure he had plenty of enemies, but knowing who they were would be more helpful to her. She wasn't so sure she'd get any use out of that kind of information, but there was a chance it would be useful to her. Glancing over in his direction, she said, "It'll be interesting to see who notices first." She did agree with what he said about the alien Shield had them monitoring. She didn't know much about her, but she had heard plenty about Shield handing her over to them.

Soon, she turned back to her computer just to update the date of that meeting with Ross on the schedule before she could forget the date they'd set it for. Then turning back to look at him, she saw the flirtatious look on his face, bringing a smile to hers. "Yes sir," she said with a little smirk on her face, getting up from her seat. An hour wasn't a very long amount of time to pack, but she was certain she could get it done as they probably wouldn't be there too long. He had only asked her to clear his schedule for a few days. She shut down her computer and grabbed anything from her desk that she would need before heading off to pack.

Vala packed a few black dresses so she would have options, along with any of her more elegant outfits. She did want to look the part. She packed a few pairs of heels as well. Everything she had packed to wear was something she felt she would look nice enough for Paris in. She of course added on top of that any toiletries she would need while they were there. It didn't take her long to pack and before she knew it she was headed down to meet Tony by his car. As she walked out with her suitcase, she spotted him by the car and flashed him a smile as she approached him.

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Steve watched her as she typed out another response, raising an eyebrow curiously. He heard the phone speak once again, nodding at that. That did make a little more sense, though he did have to wonder why she had ended up with this ability when it wasn't normal for her species. "Interesting," he said, nodding. He wanted to know more about that, but he wasn't even sure she knew how she'd ended up with abilities like that. So he didn't bother asking her. He had plenty more questions about it that he chose not to ask her at the moment. He just found it very interesting, the ability to feel other peoples emotions like that. It did at the same time make him a little wary of her. He had already been cautious, but knowing that she could feel those things did put him on guard. He didn't like to feel like his emotions could be easily read at any time.

He listened to her as she started to answer the question he had asked, glad that she was okay with answering it because he was very curious. It was a little strange to listen to the explanation with all the breaks in between due to the fact that she was speaking with a phone. Though, he was able to keep up with what she was saying. "I see.." he said as he waited for her to type out more of her response. This was all very interesting to him, but also very weird. He had previously not believed in aliens at all. That was before the attack on New York of course. Ever since then he was far too aware that there was more out there than he used to believe.

He listened as the voice from the phone started again. He nodded along to the explanation. It seemed that even aliens were power hungry. He'd learned in his lifetime that many people were unfortunately. There were so many corrupt people out there. He didn't know if he really expected aliens to be any different, but the similarities were interesting. As she finished, he wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Wow.." He nodded, "I'm sorry to hear that. It sounds like it was hard." He figured that was probably an understatement though. "I've found there's always someone power hungry enough to do whatever it takes to get that power. It never ends well."

 

[Lady_Rema]

Tony did eye his assistant for a long while before opening the car door on the passenger side. Part of his charm was he knew when to act somewhat like a gentleman when he felt motivated to play the role. The appealing appearance of his new assistant and trying to forget about the heartbreak Tony felt. A new woman was attractive and questioned his more poor decisions, such as delaying important meetings because he couldn't be bothered to sit for hours hearing the exact words they repeat every day. He glanced at her giving Vala a flirtatious smirk. " Ladies, first."

The seek black Audi clearly modified to have full integration with his AI Friday for extra security measures, such as early enemy detection and the ability to notifying the Avengers if the threat level was beyond Tony's ability to handle. The self-driving feature had its uses, but this Audi had the most security of its collections with military-grade strength. Tony knew that the Avenger's approval has dropped significantly due to Ultron. In a world becoming less predictable with more enhanced people appearing, it is only a matter of time before a new threat emerges. Tony wasn't going to risk his assistant using a car with only a minor amount of protective features.

" Treat this trip less work-related and following your boss around and more like a boss treating you to vacation for putting up with his whims," Tony stated casually as if it was customary for bosses to reward their employee's hard work personally. Then again, there is a reason why every scientist, engineer, security and even lower-paid positions like janitors wanted in at Stark Industries; much of the overhauling occurred from the top, which changed how the bottom was treated. It was done to balance shareholder wants and wants of the workers...there were still many unhappy shareholders, but with Pepper in charge, they simply shut up and held on to their stock. " Well, a top fortune 100 bosses that have been voted sexiest man alive a few years in a row."

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Arinae is quiet for a few moments, not typing up an answer, just lost in thoughts over her experiences in the Celarian military, but considering there are many worst fates in the universe, a quick death would be regarded as mercy. She wasn't sure if this fate doomed to live out her long existence as a prisoner on a planet utterly foreign to her. Arinae takes a deep breath and begins to type out a response. " Your sympathy is appreciated and refreshing...your colleagues could learn something from you..."

Her compliment was brief but did jab other members of the Avengers who attempted to try and force out information with little empathy that this situation was not entirely of her choice, merely a consequence of her failures. The Celarian knew that the Captain did not fully grasp her species, and it was most likely for the best. Her species had a complicated history, and sometimes the actions they did in history would startle most historians. She began to type to dispel the assumptions of Steve's statement. Arinae did want him to understand that the problem is common with certain genetic classes of Celarian.

" You misunderstand. My people operate under a genetic class, which is influenced by our history of evolution, but it heavily influences personality, behaviours, physical appearance and even the strength of our abilities. Only three are officially recognized; anything else is pushed to the bottom of the class system. The rogue commander came from a rarer, more powerful class of Celarian...We call them the Regalis variant. They make up a small population, but they are more suited for leadership and are heavily favoured in the government, military and corporations for leadership positions. However, they only thrive when they are in positions of authority; when a Regalis variant is not in a position of power will do what they can to be in one. They almost always tend to have machiavellian traits; they can be highly narcissistic about their self-importance. However, the rogue commander was also a sadistic psychopath...that went on power trips."

There is a pause in her writing after she explained that some Celarians can have dark triad traits, which was a byproduct of the Regalis variant being genetically programmed to be the best in leadership. Unfortunately, their unique abilities to compel Celarians to follow their command were especially dangerous, and it scared her as a child. She began to write again. " Male Regalis are more prone to succumb to their domineering nature and desire for absolute control than Female Regalis, but there have been records of women being sometimes worst.

 

[leif]

Vala smiled at him before she got into the car, "Thank you," she said. It was a nice car, she could tell before getting in that it was a nice car, but the interior was very nice. She didn't know all the features it had, but it was clear he had made some modifications to the car. That wasn't all that surprising coming from Tony Stark. He seemed to do that with pretty much everything in his life. She had picked up on it pretty quickly, he seemed to want to be able to protect everything around him. That was of course impossible, but he definitely tried.

She looked over at him, hearing this and nodding. With a small smirk on her face, she said, "Sexiest man alive, huh?" Her eyes traveled over him before she said, "I'd say they got that right." She turned her head to glance out the window. This was already going better than she'd hoped. This trip would be the perfect chance to get closer to him. Especially if she was meant to not see it so much as a work related trip. He made it especially easy by being so flirty. Though she did want to see if she could get him to actually open up to her. She knew that there must be a lot that he was masking with his sense of humor and his flirtatious personality. If she could get him to open up, she would be close enough to him to take him down.

After a moment of looking out the window, she turned her head to look back at him, "So, Mr. Stark, do you take all of your assistants to Paris?" She honestly would not be surprised if he had. He really seemed like the type to. Though she also knew that he had been seeing someone not all that long ago. She didn't know much about the woman he'd been seeing besides the fact that she was still CEO of Stark industries even after their breakup. She wasn't sure how long they'd been dating, but she was pretty sure when he was with her he wouldn't have been taking assistants off on trips that weren't completely business related. It was still possible that he may have, but she doubted it. She was interested in finding out more about the last woman he'd been seeing though. If he was in a fragile state, that'd be helpful to her.

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Steve looked at her curiously as she went quiet. Hearing the response, a small smile came to his face and he nodded, "That does not surprise me. I know my colleagues can be a little... rude." He tried to find a better word to describe them, but he couldn't come up with much. Most of them definitely did not have the same need to be polite the way he did. He blamed it on the modern world and being raised differently. Not that the world he grew up in had been all that nice, but he found that people in this modern world were a lot different from the people he'd grown up with. By now he had gotten used to them though. Back when he'd first woken up, he'd had a difficult time adjusting to the new world.

He raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he heard that he had misunderstood what she'd said. He did not fully understand her world, but he wanted to have some understanding of it. He was glad she was willing to tell him. He wouldn't have been surprised if she'd declined telling him anything. "So it's not an uncommon problem?" He said, a little confused by this. He wondered if there was any way to fix that problem or if they had just learned to deal with it. Although he thought if they had really learned to deal with it, she probably wouldn't be here. And maybe that wasn't necessarily true, but that was his assumption based on what he'd heard about so far.

He listened as she explained that the males were more likely to do this than the females. Nodding, he said, "That makes sense." He still found himself a little confused about all of this, but the more she explained, the more it seemed to make some sense at least. Talking to her also made him a little less concerned about her or what she might be doing here. He didn't think he could put a lot of trust in her just yet of course, but she didn't seem all that threatening either. Though he had thought the same about others who did turn out to be threats before, so he was cautious around anyone at this point. Especially around someone from a completely different planet. Though he assumed that she was probably just as confused about this world as he was about hers.

 

[Lady_Rema]

" Of course, they got it right eventually. Shame that a few years later Thor and icicle began to dominate the title..." Tony gave a smirk as she eyed him as she made her comment about people magazine being right. It sure gave him the ego boost he needed now; he saunters to the other side of the Audi and gets in the vehicle. The billionaire smirks as he ignites the car to life, revving the engine; however, he instantly thought of Pepper when the question came up, which put a damper on his mood. " You like asking loaded questions, don't you? No, this is not a usual thing I would do for just any assistant, only the reliable ones."

He pulled out of the parking space and let Friday take over the driving. Still, he kept one hand on the steering wheel if something were to interfere with Friday's programming, whether it be a signal that is too strong or an attempted cyber-attack on his vehicle. Tony did not want his trip to be ruined with thoughts of Pepper, but he said he would let her go, and he promised never to call her unless it was business or PR related. He decided that shifting the subject away from the topic that reminded him of Pepper would be wise. He cleared his throat.

" So...have you ever travelled out of the country before? I do hope you have a passport. I rather not have to deal with attempting to sneak you into the country like I had to do just to get Wanda into the United States." He did admit to sneaking in a foreign national illegally, but he saw the amount of red tape involved that would take Wanda years to legally reside here in the US. "Pepper is covering the legal issues involved, and hopefully, in six months, it will be less illegal... This is just between us."

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"I would have used the word callous and unprofessional." She quickly typed up a response making her opinion known about his colleagues. Arinae felt wronged that instead of giving her time to adjust, she went through constant interrogations from her perspective that were pathetic and smelt desperation for answers. Arinae is curious if the Captain agreed with his teammates because that would determine if she would be more willing to speak with him in the future. She then decided to try talking, noticing her battery on the battered cell phone was getting low. Her soft voice breaking her silence. " Do you approve of their actions? Today is the first time...I've been unsupervised...."

She paused at the question and decided to use her phone for answering as it was a bit more reliable than her own voice when answering more complicated questions. "Celarian society tends to keep the dark side of Celarian ambitions in check. We're prideful and honour-driven with a strict legal code. However, the downside is that Celarian government positions and military ranking system are confusing. Corporation structures have similar issues, but as long as a Regalis variant has some position of authority...they aren't likely to cause problems. It's the ones who are denied that become a risk."

There was a pause as Arinae continued to vigorously type a burning question that had been sparked since Steve began to ask questions. She couldn't sense an ulterior motive, and that had her concern. The Celarian continued trying to find the words to ask without sounding hostile or rude while asking an important question. " Pardon me for my rudeness, but why are you talking to me...we don't exactly trust each other, and you never showed interest before? What do you hope to achieve?"

 

[leif]

Vala laughed a little at his comment about Thor and "icicle" who she assumed was Steve Rogers. She looked over at him, raising an eyebrow at his response to her question, "I guess I didn't realize it was a loaded question," she said. "Although I won't ask why that is, that'd probably be a loaded question too, right?" She smirked and looked back out the window as she said, "Well I'm glad you think I'm reliable." She rested her arm against the side of the window as she looked out, until she heard him change the subject.

Looking back over at him, she shook her head, "I have never travelled out of the country before, but I did get a passport pretty recently." She had gotten one just before moving to New York because she'd considered the possibly of needing to leave the country. Whether it was because something went wrong with the plan and she had to flee or because it was part of the plan. So far it was coming in handy. She listened as he explained about Wanda, nodding, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you illegally snuck someone into the country." She chuckled lightly at that, shaking her head. She didn't think she would need to use that info at any point, but she would keep that in mind, just in case.

"So you're a bit of a troublemaker, huh?" she asked, "sneaking people into the country, purposely pissing off the secretary of state... stuff like that." That was certainly what tabloids had said about him, come to find out it was pretty true. He could be seen as a troublemaker. Though he was probably more mature now than he used to be. At least by a little bit. Pepper certainly was more mature, that was probably why she was the CEO. She'd probably actually been a pretty good influence on the billionaire. That was part of the reason why Vala was glad that they weren't together anymore. There were a lot of reasons, but Pepper could have been a threat to her plans.

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Steve chuckled at that and nodded, "Yeah.. that may be better wording honestly. They can be professional.. sometimes." Though he had to agree that many of them were probably less professional than him at least. Particularly Stark who constantly got under Steve's nerves. "I do not approve of a lot of the things my teammates do, but they don't seem to listen to me either." He sort of the Captain of the team and still it didn't feel like it with the way they would pretty much do whatever they thought was best instead of having an actual discussion.

He watched her as she went back to the phone for help explaining. It was making more sense the way she explained it. He felt he understood a little better now at least. "I see.. interesting." He nodded, he did find it all very intriguing. He was interested to find out more about it, but by now he felt he had asked too many questions from someone who clearly did not trust him or anyone else here.

Hearing her question, he was a little surprised by it and not quite sure what to say about it. He didn't know what he was trying to achieve. He wasn't sure he really had a goal in mind. It was more of a curiosity. He had been curious ever since he'd found out Shield was sending her here. "I'm not sure what I hope to achieve... I guess just an understanding.." He wasn't sure if that made sense though. "For a long time I believed that there was nothing else out there.. besides a God. Of course I know now that there is more out there than I thought now. So it can be interesting to learn more about something I previously thought didn't exist." It was strange to think that there was once a time when he had very set beliefs. He still held onto some of his rigid beliefs, but some things he couldn't. After seeing what he had seen, he knew there was more out there that he had never thought possible before. It was like he was learning new things all the time after years of believing otherwise.

 

[Lady_Rema]

" You didn't know they have loaded questions...it is not something I am willing to talk about," Tony explained carefully, trying hard not to think about the questions that give him pain as they continued their drive down the highway. He refrained from turning on the radio despite wanting to be lost in some 80s rock music, maybe if he felt like it was some metal, but he knew better with a guest in the car, considering how much the team complained about his music choices... Especially Steve...damn relic wouldn't know good music if it hit him in the face. He was growing to trust Vala more with the inner workings of the Avengers, but he did so gradually. " You have prone to be reliable and trustworthy...starting when we get back. I will discuss more what your role will be once I get Friday's protocols relating to your new ID card, which will take time."

" Easier to sneak someone out of the country than it is to sneak them into a country unless you are Black Widow, trust me, she can fool anyone into thinking she is on their side..." Tony warned the woman that Black Widow's skills were probably more dangerous than an enhanced individual's because her training is more extensive than Shield Operatives despite the high cost. " She did most of the work arranging Wanda a fake identity to get her out of Sokovia. Thankfully we don't have to worry about fake identities. Thank you! I don't need Ross busting my eardrums over that one."

Tony lowered his sunglasses, giving her a brief wink and a smirk before looking back towards the road. A troublemaker is an understatement. The word alone brought the turbulent memories of youth. Where nothing he did was enough for his father, the high expectations imposed on him since birth and the struggles of his teenager became too much. Tony went to parties and did alcohol and drugs as it numbed the pain, but unfortunately, it fueled his poor decisions. The death of his parents made his self-destructive behaviours to the point where he became the infamous womanizer that the media could never seem to get enough of. A vicious cycle of debauchery and regret that played on a continuous loop until Afghanistan. " It was much worst a decade ago. Pissing off Ross is one of the few hobbies that Bruce would probably get a kick out of it if he was still around. Wanda could make for a strong Avenger and with the world having more enhanced people...it's needed...because I think something bigger than New York is coming. All that I am doing is preparing for the worst."

Those few moments being in that wormhole back in 2012 was enough to change his path for the better part of a decade. He knew the chitauri was the beginning; he saw the massive army that had been waiting on the other side. Tony never would admit it, but he still has nightmares to this day about that incident. Humanity isn't ready to face what lies beyond the stars. He knows it, shield knows it, and heck Ross knows it.

" Anyway, I'm going to go out on a limb and assume you never have gotten on a private Jet and drank expensive champagne while eating fancy cheeses and other appetizers that cost more than they should?" He changed the subject again trying to avoid being vulnerable.

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" I see..." She texted out on her phone before making eye contact, trying to be polite and not have herself wholly glued to a screen while trying to hold a proper conversation. She then glances back at her sleepy friend, giving him a few side pats, wondering if he would ever stir or if he planned to keep her up all night again and possibly the compound with the songs of his people. She glances back at Steve and responds through her text-to-speech device. " A great shame. They do no listen...that is how someone gets hurt on missions or worst."

Arinae then listened to him answer her question; his response is thoughtful, she will admit, and entirely unexpected; then again, this captain seemed to be one of the more serious Avengers who placed honour and truth over some agenda. The Celarian wouldn't admit it is a trait that would be regarded with respect if he was a Celarian due to the nature of how Celarian's viewed non-Celarians. Steve was honest no signs of trying to be deceptive or clever. Pure honesty is quite refreshing when dealing with another person.

" You admit to being curious about other sentient life among the different star systems...You seek to expand your knowledge despite it challenging your dearly held beliefs ...it is commendable, and you should be proud." Arinae used the program to convey her words correctly, but just because a machine spoke the words shouldn't lessen the value of what is said. The alien commended him for the openness that most of her people lacked at times. She felt the need to thank him for his patience, considering typing up responses took longer than speaking. " It has been a while since I freely spoke...this conversation was enriching. I thank you....but I have a request..."

 

[leif]

Vala glanced over at him, nodding, "Fair enough," she said. Though she was certainly curious as to why he wasn't willing to talk about it. She wasn't going to pry though. She hoped she could get him to open up about it eventually, but now was not the time. She looked at him curiously as he said they would discuss her role. This had her more curious of course. "New ID card?" She was certainly interested in finding out what exactly he wanted her role to be. It sounded like she was doing a pretty good job of getting closer to him. He seemed to trust her, at least somewhat. She would make sure he fully trusted her though. She needed him to fully trust her for this to really work.

Hearing what he'd said about Black Widow, she found herself intrigued. She definitely wanted to keep an eye out for her. She could be a threat to the plan if she caught onto what was going on. Though she hadn't spent much time around Black Widow so far so she wasn't worried about that now. She would just have to remember to be extra careful around that woman. Natasha definitely had some impressive skills.

She looked at him, a small smile on her face as she saw his wink. Though she was more curious as to what he meant when she heard his mention of something bigger. "Really? What happened in New York was pretty big.. you think there's more coming?" She asked him. She did wonder what he might think was coming. More importantly, she was wondering if there was anything coming that she would have to worry about getting in her way. She didn't want to have to deal with anything outside of the Avengers. This was already a big enough job for her.

Hearing his changing the subject again, she nodded, "Your assumptions would be correct. I can't say I've ever done any of that.." She noticed that he seemed to like to change the subject a lot. She didn't want to scare him away before she got the chance to really get to know him so she went along with it whenever he did. Though she did intend on getting him to open up more, hopefully on this trip if she could.

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Steve watched her pat her companion beside her before looking back to her. He nodded quickly in agreement, "Exactly! I've tried to tell them.." he shook his head, rolling his eyes a bit at the thought of it. He did wish the team actually listened better. Some of them did. It was generally newer recruits that would listen to him. Though some of them there was no chance he could get them to listen, despite him believing it was in their best interest to listen. Despite some of his differences with people on the team, he didn't want any of them to get hurt.

He looked to her, a smile coming to his face as she told him he should be proud. He hadn't really thought of it that way, but maybe he should be. He was proud of himself in a lot of ways, he had strong morals that he stuck to and he did believe he had plenty of good traits. It was nice to hear it from someone else though. That was something he didn't hear a lot. "Thank you," he said with an appreciative nod. He hadn't been sure what to expect from her, but he was finding that this so far had been a pretty good conversation in his opinion. He thought maybe he would eventually be able to trust her. Maybe.. he was careful about who he trusted though. He wouldn't be quick to decide he actually could trust her, but he thought she seemed like someone he could see himself trusting in the future. Whether or not she would learn to trust him, he wasn't sure. But he liked to think of himself as a trustworthy person. Probably one of the most trustworthy of the Avengers.

Listening to her, he found himself curious about her request. He wasn't quite sure what she would want to request from him, but he was certainly open to hearing it. "What is your request?" He asked her, his interest clearly piqued. He had no idea what it could be that she would want. He found himself glancing back over towards her companion with an intrigued look on his face. He didn't say anything about it though, at least not yet. He had considered asking questions about that too, but he didn't want to seem like he was prying too much. If he did find that she was trustworthy, then he was sure he would want to have more conversations with her about this alien stuff.

 

[Lady_Rema]

" The New ID card would allow you to more access to the Avengers compound; so far, there was a limit imposed during the trial period for the job. We had to make sure you weren't going to be a leak to the media or try to sell Avenger's grade weaponry on the black market." Tony explained plainly, she had not been to be given full access right away, not until Friday had done her check on the newly hired assistant. " There are many secrets that could compromise an Avenger on missions or it can get them killed. We do what we can to avoid leaks of any kind, such as the 60 pages for NDA alone. I however trust you to be my assistant and also part of the Avengers coordinators. Your job responsibilities would be expanded, basically helping to oversee more mundane operations of the Avengers. I believe you can handle the job."

Tony paused when she asked questions relating to what happened in New York felt a lifetime ago, even though it had been around 7 years. The billionaire wasn't sure if he should answer the question, given that what he saw no other Avenger witnessed, thus could be waved off as a delusion or part of the post-traumatic stress disorder. In the end, Tony says nothing, not wanting to bring his concerns on to another person. He'd been coping with these dreadful thoughts for years alone and never even told Pepper of what he saw. How many years had the same vision filled his thoughts, every new suit was designed to prevent what would eventually come to earth. Right now felt like it was the calm before the storm and right now he didn't want to think of the storm.

" Well, if you have a taste for the finer things in life and if not, well, I probably have a few cheap snacks I stashed on board, mostly chips and chocolate bars." Despite living a life of luxury, Tony did enjoy cheap junk food a lot more than fancy meals that were not very filling. Damn, he could really go for a burger right now. He glanced at Vala and decided to approach her with a question of his own. " We will be on a long flight. I was wondering if there is anything you feel like particularly eating at this very moment? This whole trip is on me." Tony silently continued to keep an eye on the road while he waited for her to answer his question; however, he wasn't one to let silence take over for long and asked another question.

" Now that I think of it...I know extremely little about what you do outside of work." Tony glanced back at her with interest in wanting Vala to divulge in herself to learn more about his assistant, who was a bit more private than he had expected than most assistants he had in the past, with Pepper being the standard he wanted... Tony did not like to admit that sometimes he needed someone to tell him no and push him to get things that did not interest him done. " Like, what are your hobbies?

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" There is a proverb among your people...Cannot fix stupid. I think that is the right one. You, humans, have many fancy sayings that confused me sometimes." Arinae typed it out, believing that this was the issue that the Captain might be dealing with. Considering the Average IQ for Humans is definitely lower than Celarians if these humans are killing themselves by attempting to eat things that should not be eaten, even Celas knew better. There was a reason why natural selection exists. She had a hard time believing that they had an award for such idiotic behaviours. It baffled the Celarian that people would reward sheer stupidity with an award, even if it is called the Darwin award.

Arinae tilted her head in confusion when she heard thank you. It was a rare word directed towards her, and she could count on her hands the number of times she had received those words, each time, it was always pleasant. This time more so as it lacked the sarcasm, and he seemed grateful for the comments. It did surprise her how tolerant he appeared to be compared to his colleagues and willing to listen; those are things that her own people often lacked when dealing with someone different.

"My request might seem demanding..." Arinae explained, slowly rubbing her hands together and refusing to make direct eye contact, embarrassed for needing to ask for help. The Celarian felt like a failure for not being able to learn things independently, considering when Arinae was a student, she had been a gifted student. Still, learning an entirely new language, culture, laws, and ethics weren't easy without good literature on the subject. She needed to learn other things, such as human biology, which she assumes didn't stray exceptionally far from Celarian biology but did not want her assumptions to cloud her judgment. Also, Earth's biomes and ecosystems were fascinating...and seemed to be less deadly than other planets. The alien figured out how she should ask for help; unlike members of her species, she was polite and did not demand his help.

" I've been trying to learn what I can on my own...but progress has been slow and tedious without proper reading materials. Especially matters involving language. I need books to help assist me...There is much I need to learn about this planet and humans in general. Could you perhaps help me in getting these books? I cannot leave the compound, and I've been too nervous to ask your colleagues since they prefer to believe I am here for nefarious reasons...I do not understand... why?"

The Celarian ended her request with a question about why people were treating her as if she had plan's to doom their species. When Celarians by their nature, could care less about how other species lived out their life spans or govern themselves. The majority of Celarians assumed that most sentient life was so far beneath them that they saw no value in conquering or enslaving another race, considering they could do things much better than lesser life forms. In other words, she felt that her people were above invading earth.