In reply to Lt (jg) William 'Fast Billy' Xelox (msg # 114):

While Sloane is negotiating with Chiree, Billy notes that the natives are treating the two of them almost with awe. They seem to be pleading for approval when they mention the wounded brother and he notes a distinct unease—even a tinge of fear and dread when they speak of the elder brothers. Even though the translator renders both words as brother they use a distinctly different word for the elder brothers.

Meanwhile, aboard the Thames, Nathan senses the same feeling of dread when they mention the elder brothers.

Tony, on the other hand, is oblivious to this and is champing at the bit. "C'mon, c'mon! 'Nuff o' this gabbin'—we gonna put out the plasma fire or what?" he mutters to nobody in particular. He picks up one of the extinguishers and double-checks it once again.
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Billy Mentally notes the term "Elder Brother" in this context for his after-action report later.

In reply to Lt (jg) William 'Fast Billy' Xelox (msg # 116):

“I’m Zedrick Sloane and the leader of this team. We saw the building crash here and were wondering if you need our assistance.” Zed replies. “This is Billy Xelox”

OOC: I believe they called the Romulan ship a building so I will use the same word in return.

Chiree replies, "Please. We desperately need your assistance. We cannot douse the green fire that burns all. It even burns the rock of the buildings we live in and lo, the very ground we walk on! It has killed many and harmed many more. Their burns are too dire for our healers and we have insufficient herbs with which to make poultices. I fear that even you who inhabit flying buildings may not be able to quench the green fire's hunger but any assistance you grant us will be very welcome." He reaches up and grabs the sleeves of Zed's and Billy's EVA suits and tries to pull them toward the burning Romulan ship. Nathan feels a palpable optimism radiating from Chiree and hope from the other chirpers.

At that, Tony slings the extinguisher on his back and taps the door control. As the door slides open he steps out and says, "Never fear, Fast Tony's here! Alright, buddy, where's th' fire!"

Talja says to Jon, "Go ahead, we'll catch up with you." Turning to Nathan and Leiliri she continues, "I don't think you need to suit up. We'll take care of the fire while you see to your patients. Trauma packs are in that cabinet there." She indicates a large cabinet marked with a caduceus, the ubiquitous Starfleet label for medical equipment. Opening the cabinet door, Nathan and Leiliri find two large backpacks emblazoned with the symbol and well as several smaller field medkits.


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In reply to Relic GM (msg # 118):

Jon slings his extinguisher and jogs out after Tony.

"Very funny, Tony!" Jon says. "Perhaps that Romulan Ship engulfed in green flames is a clue to where the fire is!"

[OOC: Is the ship completely in flames, or is there an obvious source of the fire?]

Lt Nathan turns to the others.
I think our little friends have been visited by tall creatures in flying building before.
I think they use to such creature being able to do things they cannot.
They do not call it magic so I think we find as long as we do not over do things.

He grabs the med pack.
Lt Leiliri.  Grab pack and follow me.  We have work to do.

Nathan leave door and head towards the little creature that talking to others.
I am Nathen Pierce.  I am healer in my people tribe.
I have come to try help you with burns your people have from green fire.
Would you show me the people that need my help please.

In reply to Relic GM (msg # 118):

Billy Follows Fast Tony to help fight the fire.

Tony quips back at Jon, "Nah, ya think?" He tosses Billy's helmet to him and passes him an extinguisher. "Let's show'em how we do a fire drill back on Iotia, Billy!" The extinguisher has straps which allow it to be worn on the back and a wand to direct the dampening foam.

Between Tony, Billy, Jon and Talja, all four extinguishers are put to work on the blaze. Even with the faceplates of their EVA suits polarised to maximum, the glare from the plasma fire is dazzling. Even though the suits are insulated against extremes of temperature, sweat pours from their bodies as they sweep the wreck with the thick viscous foam. Here and there, they must pick their footing carefully due to shattered pieces of rubble and the charred and liquified remains of the chirpers who'd been too close when the ship crashed.

Meanwhile, Zed is busy on the comms requesting a stasis unit to secure the singularity once the plasma fire is put out. "We've got a Mk. I stasis unit being loaded right away. We'll have it to you in about fifteen minutes," reports Commander Alexander, the XO of Dyson Station. Zed had met him at the reception when the Station had arrived in the Sphere—Damn, was it almost a week ago?—a tall bearded fellow with a pony tail and a bit of a paunch who preferred to be called Dave. "We're also summoning the USS Bras d'Or from its mapping mission on the outer surface to help with the defenses. Just a heads-up since you're only a couple dozen klicks from the portal..."

Chiree says gratefully to Nathan, "I give thanks to you, Nathanpierce! These are the most gravely injured. Even our sage healers can do little for such burns as these, save for making them as comfortable as possible." With the overlay of thoughts from the chief of the flock, Nathan can deduce that the translator is using its default mode to translate the chirper's speech in formal terms. Confronting Nathan and Leiliri are several chirpers with grave burns over large areas of their bodies. In many cases, Nathan can see that the patients will not survive and the best that can be done is palliative care. He wishes that the Deltan Doctor Dovan were here with the projective empathy skills to put them at ease. However, Dovan is on the Station... For his part, Nathan must conform to Starfleet Medical Guidelines regarding triage—treat those who have the best chances of survival first and steel himself against the suffering of those he cannot save and those who are less gravely injured. Glancing at Leiliri, he can see (and feel psionically) that she is under the same stress. Her knuckles are white with strain as she grips her canar to better link with her patients' minds. Sometimes, being psionic is as much a curse as it is a blessing.
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Chiree leads Nathan and Aquaal to a cluster of wounded chirpers around whom are several unwounded ones. One chirper in particular lies on the grass with severe burns to one side of its body. The right side of its face is a mass of suppurating tissue and much of the compound eye is damaged. Its right arm is charred to the bone and its right wing is gone. Another chirper sits with it, caressing the unburned side of its face and chirping soothingly, telling it to hold on, that its activator is here. Chiree says in a desperate voice, this is my egg-donor, Churuu and the wounded one is my bearer, Chirrip. Can you help untranslatable?

Nathan is unfamiliar with the terms activator, egg-donor and bearer, but a quick scan with his tricorder shows that they appear to be three distinct sexes. The closest he's ever encountered to a trisexual species are the Andorians, who have two "male" sexes and two "female" sexes. (The Andorian species is unique in that it is composed of four sexes, known in Andorian as chans, thaans, zhens and shens. Chans and thaans are roughly comparable in reproductive function and appearance to the male sex, while zhens and shens are roughly comparable to the female sex.) Nathan is able to feel Chiree's and Churuu's deep love for Chirrip overlaid by a deep terror that she(?) may die of her wounds. Nathan has treated plasma burns before and is certain that Chirrip will almost certainly lose the use of her arm and likely most of the sight in the damaged compound eye. He has treated species with compound eyes before, notably Kaferians, and knows that there is an amazing amount of redundancy in this sort of organ. The facial burns are treatable with a protoplaser to seal and partially regenerate the wounds. If Dyson Station can arrange to give him access to a medical replicator, it is just possible that Dr. Toby Russell's genetronic replication process can create enough muscle tissue to save the arm.
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Meanwhile, Jon, Billy, Tony and Talja make their way to the crash site through the rubble from shattered buildings. The sickly green flames seem to be eagerly devouring everything it their path, the synthetic stone of the buildings melting and running like lava, the bright orange of the molten minerals contrasting balefully with the emerald flames.

"Gottverdammt!" mutters Talja. "It is a scene out of Dante's Inferno Heironymus Bosch couldn't depict it more accurately!"

Deploying their extinguisher wands, the quartet direct the foam toward the base of the flames. Suddenly, something in the wreckage explodes sending a spume of vapourised alloy over the group. The computers monitoring conditions within the suits announce "Caution. The outside layers of the suit material have been exposed to extreme thermal conditions. Suit integrity remains intact. Life support is nominal. Exercise caution." The extinguishing foam damps down the flames wherever it makes contact, but it still takes nearly a standard hour to put out the conflagration. By then, a Danube class runabout has arrived, hovering on antigrav over the field and beaming down several large items of equipment. Among them are the stasis unit and framework, the medical replicator and severl pallets of supplies including inflatable structures to construct a Mobile Surgical Unit, tanks of breathing gasses and so on. Also included are spare extinguisher units and two Damage Control Officers who hurry to assist with the fire fighting duties.

At long last, the fire is out, leaving a charred, partially melted hulk. The singularity generator's shields have managed to resist the conflagration and the Damage Control team hurriedly erect the framework around the unit and mount the stasis unit. The junior member of the team presses an icon on the control panel and suddenly the stasis field engages, forming a perfectly reflective surface around it with the generator module clinging to one side. Tricorder readings confirm that its telltale graviton and chroniton emissions are no longer detectable. A Type 6 shuttlecraft sets down with a medical team to assist Nathan and Aquaal.

Billy Grins "Talk about havin' a hot time in da old town tonight."

Get to work dousing the fires
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In reply to Relic GM (msg # 124):

By the time the fire is out, Jon is sweating like a pig. As he walks back towards the park, where the Thames is, he takes off the helmet of his suit. Desperate to cool down and clean off a little, he looks around for a pond or a lake or something where he can splash some water on his face.

"Man, that was intense!" he says to the others. "I could use a refreshing swim right now!"
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In reply to Relic GM (msg # 124):

> A Type 6 shuttlecraft sets down with a medical team to assist Nathan and Aquaal.

Billy: "Let's hear it for back up!"
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Lt Nathan turn to the little creature.
I will do my best to save your egg-donor.  The damage she taken is great but we will try to save her.
He uses his mind to calm the little creature down and help him do his best to save as much of her as he can.

Nathan puts all of his skills and efforts into doing his best to save the little creatures mate.  His years as diplomat had tort him that sometime one person was more valuable the others.  It may not sit well with the caring Betazoid but this was fact of the universe.
The little creature that had been spokes person was key to relations between the federation and these little creature.  If the creature understood Nathan had done his best for it;s mate then relationship would go well.  If not this could spell trouble for future.

Again Lt. Nathan uses his poem to motivate himself and to keep the depression and anger that the loss of life can curse a caring empathy to become over-welled with.

The universe is one.  All life starts, grows and must die.
I am part of the universe part of the one.
I will see feel the start, the grow and when things dies.  I will feel their joy, their sorrow, their happiness and their pain.
I will feel their death but i will live on for now.
I will be whole and one with the universe as I was before they died.

My job is to help them in their pain
Help them feel joy again.

If she open Nathan will teach Aquaal Leiliri his poem and it's calming effect it can have.
In doing this he gain additional strength.  For underling point of poem is to remind you that by helping other you gain and you have value.  If you help other to help you expanding your effect.
If you help other cope with pain they able heal and keep on healing.

Chiree looks at Nathan and says, "Many pardons, but the injured one is my beloved bearer, Chirrip. This worthy one," he motions to the other chirper soothing the injured Chirrip, "is our egg-donor, Churuu."

Churuu looks up at Nathan. "I humbly beseech you to ply your learned arts. You big ones all look so different from one another, and most of your mind-voices are silent, so it is understandable for you to mix us up." The universal translator is clearly processing more of the chirpers' language and is slowly becoming less formal. Nathan can feel an almost palpable wave of hope, trust and immense gratitude coming from both Chiree and Churuu. Chirrip is now unconscious from the pain and the sedatives that Nathan is administering.

Aquaal accepts the poem and replies telepathically, <That is beautiful. Is it traditional, or is it your own composition?>

Lt Dovan, the Deltan Doctor, arrives on the shuttle about an hour later manipulating an antigrav unit with the medical replicator. "Doctor Pierce, Lt Leiliri, this PADD has Dr. Russel's research. I must caution you that Starfleet Medical is still evaluating the results of their testing, but Cdr Worf is a demonstration of the soundness of the technique. They've given you permission for the duration of this emergency to use her techniques, so long as your patients are made aware that it is still an experimental process; and you will be required to make a full clinical report." He hands over the device. "Now, I've got a full trauma team with me. Where would you like us to start?"

Leiliri begins to brief the trauma team on what they've deduced about the creatures the Thames crew has begun thinking of as chirpers. "They are a sapient species with the mentation level of a bright ten-year-old humanoid, hexapedal with two locomotor limbs, two manipulatory arms and a pair of semifunctional wings used mostly to slow a fall into a gliding descent. They are bilaterally symmetrical and similar evolutionarily speaking to avian theropod dinosaurs with short scaly feathers and an homeothermic physiology and a trisexual reproductive process composed to an activator (inseminator), an egg-donor and a bearer who receives the spermatozoon and ovum and lays a leathery egg. They are iteroparous, bearing few young who mature slowly. The have compound eyes like those of the insectoid Kaferians. They are apparently closely related to the Finorii, of whom they are terrified." She lets out a deep breath after this long speech. "They have a high psionic potential but are currently limited to low-level receptive empathy. Socially, they have a collective tribal structure called a flock, the chief of which is Chiree, one of the mates of Chirrip, our first patient—who needs the medical replicator." Nathan is quite pleased with Aquaal and considers that when she completes her degree she'll make a fine doctor.
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Billy hears Leiliri briefing the trauma team. The cursory description of what she terms as a collective tribal structure piques his interest. The fact that they are a trisexual species with little sexual dimorphism intrigues him. While Andorians are technically a four-sexed species, two of their sexes are gendered as male and two as female. He wonders how the trisexual Chirpers arrange their culture around this aspect of life. They seem to have a non-technological society, but have no apparent fear of technology so prevalent among supposedly primitive cultures. The Chirpers wear simple homespun garments, though they have little in the way of sexual dimorphism. One of the main reasons cultures wear body coverings rises from body consciousness between sexes, but this seems unlikely. Perhaps they simply wear clothing as a temperature-regulating device, or for æsthetic reasons. Some of them wear ornamental jewelry, so the second may be operative. Since the one known as Chiree is referred to as the chief of the flock they clearly have some form of hierarchical social organisation.

Billy's grandmother used to say her bump of curiosity was tingling, and Billy has never before realised just what that meant, but now he does. Chiree is apparently preoccupied at this time with the surgery on his mate as well as the treatment of the members of his flock, and Billy has developed an annoying itch at the small of his back where the lining of his environmental suit has become sodden with salty sweat, so like he feels the need to take a sonic shower aboard the Thames and get into a clean uniform. By then, perhaps Chiree will be willing to speak to Billy. Onlya few days on the Sphere and he's involved in a friendly First Contact. This is the reason he joined Starfleet and he's exited, wanting to make a good first impression with the local leader of a new species.

In reply to Relic GM (msg # 130):

OOC.  been looking at these posts since my last post and having trouble stepping in.


IC

Sloane continues talking to their leader saying “Our doctors will try everything they can to help your people.”

[OOC: Backtracking to Msg #117]



Chiree replies, "Please. We desperately need your assistance. We cannot douse the green fire that burns all. It even burns the rock of the buildings we live in and lo, the very ground we walk on! It has killed many and harmed many more. Their burns are too dire for our healers and we have insufficient herbs with which to make poultices. I fear that even you who inhabit flying buildings may not be able to quench the green fire's hunger but any assistance you grant us will be very welcome." He reaches up and grabs the sleeves of Zed's and Billy's EVA suits and tries to pull them toward the burning Romulan ship. At this point, Tony, Talja and Jon hand Billy his helmet and the four hurry off to deal with the conflagration.



Chiree says, "My deepest gratitude. Many have perished and many more are gravely wounded." Nathan and Leiliri arrive.



Chiree leads Nathan and Aquaal to a cluster of wounded Chirpers around whom are several unwounded ones.

Meanwhile, Zed is busy on the comms requesting a stasis unit to secure the singularity once the plasma fire is put out. "We've got a Mk. I stasis unit being loaded right away. We'll have it to you in about fifteen minutes," reports Commander Alexander, the XO of Dyson Station. Zed had met him at the reception when the Station had arrived in the Sphere—Damn, was it almost a week ago?—a tall bearded fellow with a pony tail and a bit of a paunch who preferred to be called Dave. "We're also summoning the USS Bras d'Or from its mapping mission on the outer surface to help with the defenses. Just a heads-up since you're only a couple dozen klicks from the portal..."

[OOC: OK Zed, that's where we can pick up this flashback. It takes about an hour to put out the fire, during which time Nathan and Aquaal busy themselves treating the wounded. This leaves time for Zed to speak to some of the Chirper flock's tribal elders and coordinate with Dyson Station.]

As several of the diminutive creatures crowd around him, Zed's commbadge beeps. "Samson to Sloane. M'Rel has just arrived with the prisoners. Cdr Talbot is preparing to interrogate the healthy ones while Dr. Adonidas sees to the injured. Good job, Zed. Pass my compliments to your crew. If you have a moment though, I'd like a sitrep. Do I understand correctly that you have a First Contact situation in addition to the crashed Romulan ship? Cdr Glaucus is extremely interested. We weren't aware that the cities were inhabited..." She breaks off for a moment and resumes, "Cdr Alexander informs me that the Bras d'Or will be entering the portal presently to assist in dealing with the Romulans."

The Chirpers are intrigued by the voice coming from the trinket on Zed's torso. They are much like a group of excited children and reach up to touch the commbadge. "Is this a far-speaker? I have heard of such things, but I've never seen one before," asks one, who looks to be somewhat older than the others, with wrinkles about the eyes and with a patch of missing pin-feathers on its right shoulder. The skin is darker there, resembling a bruise. It seems to favour that arm but is otherwise healthy.

One of the other Chirpers, obviously a juvenile reaches up and grabs Zed's tricorder from its holster, cooing and chirping in surprise when it activates as the fledgling manages to flip it open. Immediately, three other juveniles cluster around, demanding to see the glowing lights as the tricorder warbles it operating tones.

Suddenly, a faint vibration can be felt underfoot and a rushing noise fills the air. Some of the Chirpers panic and run for cover as the Nova class USS Bras d'Or rises from the portal. Zed's seen starships close up before, but never has he seen one zip up from the ground only a couple thousand metres' distance. The wizened Chirper grabs his arm and says, "Never have I seen a flying building so large! It comes from the Well of Stars! Is this the dwelling of your brothers?" The little alien quivers. Zed's not quite sure if it's frightened or excited. The child with Zed's tricorder stands transfixed, its chums having fled.

Unfortunately for Jon, there are no handy swimming pools or even lakes, so he has to make do with a sonic shower. There are three sonic shower on the Thames, one on the upper deck and two on the lower module. Sonic showers not only get one clean by vibrating the sweat and dirt off, but have the added effect of hot air blowers and heat lamps. The sonic vibrations also give one an all-over massage. Thus refreshed and feeling clean, Jon dons a fresh uniform and returns outside. Tony and Talja crowd into the third shower unit—a tight fit to be sure, but they don't seem to mind. Jon prefers not to think about it as he cycles the airlock and steps out into the artificial night. The two techs who'd assisted with the firefighting efforts ask if they can use the showers, and since Billy has also finished, they're given permission to use the showers Jon and Billy have just vacated.

Outside, Nathan, Aquaal, Dovan and his trauma team are busy dealing with the wounded. Chirrip's condition has been stabilised, so Aquaal suggests to Nathan, "Perhaps we should move Chirrip into the module. We can set up a sterifield and there's a stasis chamber in case we need it. The medical replicator can run off the runabout's main power."

Once inside Churuu, who has accompanied Chirrip, is fascinated by the glowing and blinking lights everywhere. He(?) spots the pile of items over by the opposite airlock where they'd been deposited by the atmosphere leak and sidles over to sort through them. He(?) finds a tunic which had been left out and pulls it on. It hangs on him(?) like a circus tent but he(?) rolls up the sleeves and wears it like a long coat. He(?) finds a tricorder and opens it, amising him(?)self while Nathan and Aquaal work on prepping Chirrip for reconstructive surgery.

The right wing is completely burned away, so in the initial treatment they had used a dermal regenerator to seal the wound. Doing a deep scan down to the molecular level of the left are, they mirror the structure of the muscle and create new biceps and triceps muscles as well as a new humerus bone. Swiftly, they exise the damaged parts and prepare to settle the new humerus in the shoulder socket, reattaching the ligaments. Next, they attach the new muscles and tendons, rerouting new arteries, veins and nerves to mirror the other arm. Finally, they replicate several hundred square centimetres of new skin and cover the exposed muscles and seal the skin with the dermal regenerator. The operation takes the better part of four hours, after which both Nathan and Aquaal are completely exhausted. She slumps in a chair and falls asleep so fast that she doesn't even stir when Nathan pulls a blanket from the pile of items by the airlock and places it over her.

For his(?) part, Churuu is ecstatic. "Chirrip will live?" he(?) asks anxiously.

In reply to Relic GM (msg # 129):
Aquaal feels a happy warm feeling from Lt Nathan at her comment of the poem.
Oh I wish I could claim the idea of the poem to myself, but I cannot.
It has both a traditional element to it and has an element of your own composition.
It origin's in the history of my race are lost in time.  It is very old.   However when you feel the pain of others as my race does becuase we have good mental link to each other, you have a problem.  If you do not learn to deal with the pain of others and find a way through it yourself then you will become burned by it.  If you do not then you drive each other mad.  It is maybe why so few species develop strong mental links.  They drive each other mad with pain, anger, fear and hatred.
So my people found that poems like this help.  Not all healers use then but a large number do.
However to strengthen the bond you have with the words usually the last four lines are chosen from a number of different versions.  You choose the one you like.
Another warm feeling comes from Lt Nathan but this time it is like being hugged and then that person running off laughing.
I am a bit of a maverick.  I tend to bend the rules a little.  Not break them.  Just bend them if I can.
I only have two lines at the end of mine and they are totally my own.
Much to the displeasure of my teacher.  She said they were to week and simple.
But it works for me.  And she has had to agree with me on that.

Lt Nathan sits down on the floor.
This was not the first and will most likely not be the last time he had been so tired.

He extend a warm positive emotion to the little creature.
It is our hope she will live.
It is also are hope that when she is fully rested she will have little damage from what happened.
Time will tell and she needs time to carry on healing but we are hopeful.
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In reply to Relic GM (msg # 133):

"Just ignore the sounds coming from the other shower," says Jon to the 2 techs on their way in. Jon then seeks out Zed to ask if there are any more duties for him to perform. He is getting getting his first good look at the Chirpers, and finding them quite fascinating.

One of the techs, an Ensign Traci, says to his buddy, "Young love... Ain't it cute?"

Meanwhile, Nathan and Leiliri are deep in concentration as they work on the injured Chirper in the lab area they've converted into a surgery. Jon goes to stow his EVA suit, noting that it'll need a full after-action refurbishment, much of the outer covering having been scorched and discoloured.

Jon steps out of the runabout, looking for Zed. A young Chirper runs up to him and tugs on his trouser leg, holding up a Starfleet issue tricorder, asking "What does this do? What's it called? How does it make the lights and sounds?" and so on. Three other Chirper kids are saying things like, "My turn, my turn. Me next! I haven't had a turn!" They act like every species of children Jon's ever seen. Looking up, Jon notes random flickers of light flashing across the sky as the polarising force fields begin to recover from the disruption caused by the crashing Romulan ship.

Behind Jon, the door to the Thames's airlock whispers open, revealing Tony and Talja pulling on their outer tunics over their shirts, their faces bright red. Tony yells at Jon, "Hey Clare, why didn't you warn us we had company, you son of a bitch?" Talja shushes him, saying "Liebling, it was going to come out anyway. There's no hiding from the grapevine."

In reply to Relic GM (msg # 136):

Jon stares at Tony Talja for a long moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Grapevine? Yelling it from orbit, more like it!" Jon laughs again. "And why not? You two do make a very cute couple!"

Jon turns to the Chirpers surrounding him. "Here, let me help you with that," he says as he takes the tricorder, puts into into tutorial mode [OOC: I presume all tricorders have a tutorial mode for training purposes] and hands it back. "This is a tricorder. It can answer a lot of your questions all by itself!" Jon, being the youngest child in his family, has never had any younger siblings. He is finding interacting with the Chirpers surprisingly enjoyable.

The tricorder does indeed have a tutorial mode, but your're dealing with a juvenile from a pre-literate non-technological society where the sagest adults are only as intelligent as a young humanoid teenager. Still, the tutorials are enough to allow the little Chirper to produce relatively complex patterns of light and sound. It also discovers how to activate the video screen which entertains it to no end. Seeing this, Billy comes over. He remembers an old Earth toy for children from his studies into juvenile psychology, called a Simon, which seems to be just the ticket.


He uses the Thames's replicators to produce a couple dozen of the units and distributes them to the young Chirpers to great effect. The two of you have developed a following among the juveniles.

[OOC: Continued in the thread "The Chirpers"]