Double Drabble: Alien Behaviour
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Title: Alien Behaviour
Author:
badly_knitted
Characters: Gwen, Owen, Jack, Team, OC.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 549: Nature at
tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Understanding aliens can be a tricky business.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
All living things, whether earth natives or alien beings, behave according to their nature; that’s a basic fact of existence. The problem when dealing with aliens is that their behaviour is usually as alien as their appearance, which is why it’s a bad idea to judge alien behaviour and motives by human standards; ninety-nine times out of a hundred you’ll be wrong.
“What’s it doing?” Gwen hissed at Owen as the strange being standing in front of the team writhed and squirmed, twisting its body this way and that, its upper limbs flailing. “Is it dancing?”
“Search me,” said Owen. “Maybe this is how its kind communicate, a sort of sign language combined with body language.
“It looks very complicated.”
“Yeah. Don’t think I want to try, I might say something wrong. Wouldn’t do to insult it; we don’t know whether or not it’s friendly.”
The alien was clearly intelligent and dressed in flowing garments; although no weapons were visible, that didn’t mean it didn’t have any.
“You’re both supposed to be trained observers,” Jack said. “Sometimes I despair of you.” Approaching and bending over, Jack helped the alien extract its foot from the hole it had got stuck in.
The End
Author:
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Characters: Gwen, Owen, Jack, Team, OC.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 549: Nature at
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Understanding aliens can be a tricky business.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
All living things, whether earth natives or alien beings, behave according to their nature; that’s a basic fact of existence. The problem when dealing with aliens is that their behaviour is usually as alien as their appearance, which is why it’s a bad idea to judge alien behaviour and motives by human standards; ninety-nine times out of a hundred you’ll be wrong.
“What’s it doing?” Gwen hissed at Owen as the strange being standing in front of the team writhed and squirmed, twisting its body this way and that, its upper limbs flailing. “Is it dancing?”
“Search me,” said Owen. “Maybe this is how its kind communicate, a sort of sign language combined with body language.
“It looks very complicated.”
“Yeah. Don’t think I want to try, I might say something wrong. Wouldn’t do to insult it; we don’t know whether or not it’s friendly.”
The alien was clearly intelligent and dressed in flowing garments; although no weapons were visible, that didn’t mean it didn’t have any.
“You’re both supposed to be trained observers,” Jack said. “Sometimes I despair of you.” Approaching and bending over, Jack helped the alien extract its foot from the hole it had got stuck in.
The End