*Hey all. Apologies for not writing recently. I've had this story in my head for a while so I thought I'd run with it. I will return to dusk before dawn but I'm enjoying this more at the moment so bare with me on that. Comments and criticism welcome.*
"Perimeter gates closing. Perimeter gates closing. All personnel please return to base in 5 minutes. Repeat all personnel return to base in 5 minutes."
The docking bay was abuzz with noise as the last MX Walker-Combat Suits and armoured hovercrafts enter the gates after the sound of the curfew. Dock technicians surrounded the various vehicles attaching exit shoots and energiser cables. The perimeter lights were switched on and the perimeter guards changed with the night watch. After about twenty minutes of bustle the noise of the dock died down slightly but a low buzz of activity still surrounded the area. It always did.
Captain Axel James Hartwell leaned against the balcony of his living quarters aboard the MST - Starwalker. It was rare that he was free to witness this time of the day. As the night closed in the and the docking bay quietened the rich dense forest of giant trees that extend far above the ship that surrounded the expeditionary base came to life. A soft glow began to eminate from the flora of the forest and with it the sounds of the wildlife that existed in amongst foliage. A soft breeze blew across the balcony and ruffled the bronze brown hair of the captain. This planet was truly beautiful. A shame they had to have such a high perimeter. It was necessary of course though. Axel's intercom buzzed an incoming communication.
"Hartwell here." he spoke into the intercom.
"You gaping at the evening again you pansy?" a familiar voice sounded.
Axel smiled. "What do want Alf?"
"Commander Asphalt needs your scouting report. You need to head up to the Bridge. Once your done staring forlornly into the distance desperately trying to figure out the conflicting emotions that swirl in your head, sighing occasionally and imagining a cute guy with an amazing ass that you can sink your-"
"Get fucked," Axel laughed.
He ended the communication and, taking one last look at the evening, walked back into his living quarters, the door sliding shut behind him and the balcony retreating into the ship.
Beyond the perimeter a lone figure stood on a branch near the middle of the trunk of a tree close to the security wall. After waiting a while they turned and shot off through trees disappearing amidst the thick branches.
***
"And we've fixed the filtration system to the ground. Soon we'll have unprocessed water for the hydro-collider and for the facilities on board." Alf ended his report.
"Thank you Captain Macray."
Commander Asphalt's hard eyes focused now on Axel.
"Captain Hartwell. Your scouting report please."
Axel step forward and began his report reading from his Holocom.
"The scouting party left the base at 9:00 am earth time, 27:00am Planet X32 time. We headed North East to the cliff face situated 8.5 miles from the base nestled in a valley. Other than the obvious strangeness of the natural formation itself the team found nothing out of the ordinary. It seems that the forest extends for many hundreds if not thousands of miles. However on our way back to the base one of my men spotted another inhabitant of this planet following us, seemingly a young male. He disappeared shortly before we reached the base.
There was a murmur from the other captains.
"So they are still trying to gain information about us then." said the commander thoughtfully.
He turned to the woman next to Axel.
"Captain Hawkeye have you made any discoveries about these people given what little contact we have had with them?"
Captain Hawkeye stepped forward.
"From the very little information we have been given I have determined two things about the people of this planet. One they are civilised though not to our level. Two they have a very similar if not superior anatomy to human beings."
She tapped her holocom and a projection of the human body appear. An almost identical image appeared next to it.
"The second body that you see is a model i created through the various holograms that have been taken of these people. The similarities are obvious. They are bi-pedal, have a similar shaped spinal column, a head. Classifying them as humanoids is easy enough but if you look closely you can see the differences."
She enlarged the image.
"Physically speaking their skin is a pale pink colour seemingly translucent with even paler translucent markings on their skin. These seem to vary from individual to individual. Their facial features seem more sharply defined. Their muscle balance is based evenly around their entire bodies unlike humans whose main muscle core resides in our torso and the primary parts of our limbs. Much like the Apos race their arms and legs are slightly longer than our own, probably down to evolving around a terrain were climbing would have been the main form of travel before they developed. Also judging by the muscle layout I can also safely assume that their skeletons are made up of a similar compound to ours but it is a lighter more malleable substance. In other words physically speaking these people are fast, strong and agile."
The hologram changed to a picture of one of the natives taken by a pervious scouting expedition. The figure was slightly out of focus due to the fact that the shot was taken in motion. They appeared to be flying through the air. On closer inspection however one could see two wires or ropes sprouting from both legs.
"What you see here is the mode of transport that we have seen the natives use whilst following the various parties. It seems to be a complicated biological 3D manoeuvring gear. The wire that you see clings to the trunks and branches of trees somehow. The person is then somehow pulled forward, my guess is through some form of locomotion occurring inside the wire itself. Where this wire comes from and what it is made of I cannot determine exactly but it seems to be attached to the person using it. An ingenuous way of travelling in a place abundant with trees. However, I have discovered that humans could not possibly use similar devices. The speed at which you would have to manoeuvre yourself to avoid collision would be impossible. Therefore we must also assume that their reflexes are superior to ours. Whether this is natural or conditioned I cannot say."
She finished her report and stepped back in line.
The Commander stood.
"We have been on this planet for two months and we are still in the preparatory stages. Everyones energies must be put towards establishing ourselves on this planet if excavations are going to continue as planned. The prospecting team will be going out tomorrow to search for mineral deposits around the cliff face north east of here. If they discover anything then mining and production should be up and running within the month. With regards to the natives any effort made to contact them has been met with them fleeing. They are obviously still wary of us. If any contact is made it must be reported immediately to me. Until then you are to treat them with caution and no direct effort may be made to contact them. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sir!" the captains chorused.
"Very well. Dismissed."
Outside the Bridge in the main walkway Axel caught up with Captain Hawkeye.
"Sup Trisha? That was a very clever talk you gave us all."
"Eat shit Hartwell" Trisha retorted, but she smiled.