1st Catch, video

[fishhumanalien]

[A pale-haired, violet eyed face appears on the screen, grinning. Haru is wearing what some people might recognize as a blue school blazer, with a rather un-standard pink vest beneath. He seems to be in the city aquarium, surrounded by tropical fish who are all taking quite an interest in him. Humans, similarly, hover nearby.]

Video phone call STARRRR-RRRRT! Ring ring! Hello helloooo, are you there? [He can barely hide how pleased he is with how well this is going so far!]

I'm Haru. [Pointing to himself.] I'm an alien!

Someone put a chachoo on my wrist. [Haru pokes his wrist where the glowing tattoo is.] Bad manners! When you touch, you need the thing called permission! When you touch without permission, it is "bad manners" and "rude"! Strangers touching is bad! [An exaggerated whine and Haru wrings his fist in front of his eye, imitating crying.] So embarrassing! [It's clear from his voice he's imitating something he's seen, perhaps on television. After all, this kid doesn't seem capable of embarrassment. He's acting out this whole thing in front of a whole bunch of people, and all the fish.

In his fit of pretend-tears, Haru flops over on the bench he's been sitting on, kicking his feet. Then, dramatically, he goes quite still for a moment, face planted right into the bench. A moment later, he sits up in a single burst of movement.]

I'm supposed to live in #17 now, but every time I go somewhere that says 17, they say, "Not here!" Where is it? Is there food? My stomach is emptyyyyy.

Comments

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[ofloveandbeauty]

You're a real alien?! [Omg so cool, she sees no reason not to believe him.]

What planet are you from? Why don't you have antennae or green skin if you're an alien though?

[fishhumanalien]

Mm-hm! I'm a real alien!

This is how I look! To come to Earth, I had to be human! [Of course, within his approximation there's a few errors, but that's a story for another time.]

As for my planet... It's home! It's far away!

[ofloveandbeauty]

That's really cool! What's your planet like? [This is something out of a science fiction anime or video game but in real life! And he seems pretty nice, Minako definitely wants to get to know him.]

You're the first alien I've ever met from outside the solar system!

[fishhumanalien]

It's very warm and wet! The sea covers the planet and everyone lives in the water!

What's your name?

[ofloveandbeauty]

So you're a fish alien then?

Oh right sorry! I'm Minako, it's nice to meet you, Haru!

[Video]

[5thchild]

Number 17 would be your residence. if you ask for "Residence 17" they will tell you where it is, for sure.

[fishhumanalien]

[Haru leans in, staring at the pale-haired lad on the other side. His nose bumps the screen.]

Your eyes! They're red!

[5thchild]

Yes. Yours are violet.

[fishhumanalien]

Really? Really really?

[Haru closes his eyes, tapping at them with his fingers for a moment, then making his fingers into Vs at either side of his face as he opens his eyes.]

Pachi!

Pachi pachi... violet, violet... violet is... a violet is...[Haru's screwing up his face, looking quite serious.]

A FLOW! ER!

Do you like gardens? Do you know Kate? She has gray hair like yours!

[5thchild]

I don't mind gardens. But I haven't met Kate, I'm sorry.

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[boobwindow]

[ ID reads Karen Starr and there's another blond appearing on the screen, perplexed by Haru's behaviour so far. Also the fact he mentions he's an alien.

Also the fish. What is up with that? ]

It's called a tattoo.

And you're right, they shouldn't touch without permission.

[fishhumanalien]

[Haru peers, and mimics her vocal cadence:] It's called a tattoo.

[One serious nod.]

Tattoo... chachoo... catch you... bless you!

[He pulls back his sleeve and is now apparently attempting to lick the tattoo.]

Hmmm.... won't come off!

[He puffs out his cheek in an annoyance.]

[boobwindow]

[ Her eyes grow wide. ]

Okay... that's a bit weird. And creepy.

Don't lick it. What are you doing? It's not going to come off.

[fishhumanalien]

[Haru is still puffing up his face, rubbing furiously at his now spit-damp arm.]

Why is it "hero", anyway? Hero is... what? Is it "hero" like TV?

[He strikes a Power Rangers-esque pose, the tattoo apparently forgotten.] Hero! Save the world! Love and peace! Like that?

[boobwindow]

[ She does her best not to look at the arm itself. Ugh, gross. ]

Sort of. Heroes are people who protect the innocent. There's all sorts of heroes.

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[darkspider]

[The truth is, he reminds him a lot of Aracely.

That fact is enough to motivate him to help.]

Did you find it?

[fishhumanalien]

[Haru has apparently lost interest in his phone for the time being, and can be seen a short distance away, communing with the fish at the aquarium.]

Huh? Huhhh? [Haru looks over his shoulder.] Hello!

[A small, glowing triangle spins over Haru's head like a halo. He turns back to the fish, lifting his hands both at once, and making a little pshew! sound as the fish disperse and his halo disappears. He returns to the bench, poking at the screen of his phone.]

Hello hello!

[darkspider]

[In fact, he's too much like Aracely.

Is Aracely an alien? The thought occurs to him as he watches Haru. Yes, he's aware that Aracely is technically supposed to be earthbound and a god of some kind, but what if that's wrong?

It could be wrong.]

Hi. [A beat.] Have you found your home, or did you relocate?

[fishhumanalien]

Hi! [Waving!]

My home is... my home is...

[Looking around. Where'd they park his UFO again? Wait. Wait.]

My home isn't here! But I must go to my residence!

[darkspider]

[An Aracely that doesn't know synonyms.

Great.]

That's the same thing.

[transuniversal]

You're not supposed to be an alien spy, are you?

[As one alien to another: he'd be a terrible one. Either that, or this is absolute genius.]

[fishhumanalien]

Spy! No. No way! Nope, no! [Haru's so annoyed! He puffs out his cheeks!]

Not a spy! I told you guys! I'm only here to fish! Are you an agent? Get Akira on the phone, he'll say! [He drops his voice to a deeper, more serious and adult sounding one] Designation JF1. Non-threatening sightseer.

[transuniversal]

[That means...absolutely nothing to him...but he'll play along with it, he supposes.]

Communications are jammed. You have the documentation to prove this?

[fishhumanalien]

Docu-men-tation?

Docu-men-tation. Hmmm!

[Haru looks thoughtful, tapping his cheek with his green water pistol. Actually, he's familiar with the general concept. There were some major forests of kelp he had to swim through in order to start attending school in Enoshima, but a little mind control took care of it back then. As for being studied and assigned designation and classification by the local anti-alien group, he hasn't paid all that much attention. They didn't ask him what he wanted to be called, after all.]

Sounds boring!

Isn't this enough? [Haru pulls down his sleeve to provide his Hero tattoo.]

We all have these, right? I'm an imPort!

[giddily]

--I'm imPortant!

[transuniversal]

[So this is actually honestly, legitimately kind of new. At least the Skifflefluff's had a reasonable explanation for why they acted like loopy teenagers. This is more like talking to a loopy ten year old.

It's not behavior he can place with any species he's met on any planet in any dimension.]

Is that why you came to Earth?