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The Vithian in the dark-brown robes moaned in his sleep and feeling Mucklebones'
tough-leathery arm across his chest, the old Time-Traveller seemed to purr with
contentedness. Tibbs' small spectacles lay on a small outcrop of stone beside his
heavily-lined face has if someone had placed them there on-purpose and it was this
sight that Tibbs opened his eyes to.
The taller-Mucklebones snored on and her large head lay on Tibbs' chest, the whispy
red-hairs mingled with her lover's grey bearded-ones.
Slowly reaching for his spectacles, Tibbs focused on his surroundings and as the blurred
woodland became clearer -due to the lenses, he looked on over-hanging trees and a cold-
"Honey...? we're here" he mumbled to the mottled-head that moved up-and-down with
his breathing, Tibbs felt a small gasp as Mucklebones came awake.
They clambered upright with groans and sniffs, Tibbs eyed the Gray tugging on her poncho
and after the Muckles' rear-view he'd just been privvy to -Tibbs announced "We're going to
have to seek out some underwear for you!"
The cool breeze brought a nod of approval from the Witch and pulling down the back of the
dark-green garment, she agreed with "Aye... there's a wind gettin' where it shouldn't"
The other view, the one that showed the dark-watered lake and faraway mountains, gave
the old couple a few moments of quiet contemplation and only the faint bird-songs invaded
"BIAD! SILOOO! TIBBS!" came the coarse voice and glancing at the puzzled expression of
Mucklebones, Tibbs cupped his hands to his mouth and was about to answer the call, when
a long skinny-fingered hand knocked his hands away "What the hell yer' playin' at...?"
the Crone snapped "... we're marooned on a planet that we know nuthin' about and yer'
hootin' out fer' all to hear!"
Tibbs sighed in agreement of the logic and sought his handset, holding it out towards
-where the voice came from, the Vithian grinned at the recognised life-symbol.
"It's Nenothtu" Tibbs said and stuffing the device in his pocket and grabbing Mucklebones'
hand, he set off dragging the hesitant Crone with him.
The Yydryl hung in the stratosphere and scanned the planet below, Ship pondered the
recent change in her position and found no logical reason how her vast body could be
hovering over TallTown on Carbiox and then in an instant, find an unknown world on her
starboard. The results of the scans were still being analysed as Silo's eyes flickered open
and the lavendar-haired girl felt the raging hangover roll in.
"Aw..." she hissed as a promise of a belch rumbled and racing towards the sink, throwing-up
seemed to be the order of the day. Chumley decided to 'off-load' concealed-air from the
other-end of his body and the room suddenly took on a stale-like aroma.
"Sorry.." Chumley hicked and lowered his eye-stalks in embarrassment, the Regalian recalled
the empty thick-bottomed Carbiox Whiskey-bottle and groaned to himself, the window-
shades were down and a small prayer for that -was said.
"Ship... where are we?" Silo said into the water-splashed sink and silently vowed to never
drink again, any Tavern-Girl attributes that had remained from the 'Carbiox Days' -must have
been left on the planet. "Aw... gwark" she muttered as she plunged her head into the cool
"Brrrrr!" Boy In A Dress stuttered and checking that nobody was near, he stepped out of the
dark-watered lake and shook himself. The recently-scrubbed red dress hung from a budding
Willow and his high-heeled shoes were parked neatly near the unlit fire.
BIAD shivered violently to shake off the last of the water droplets and remembered the
tiring-flapping fish that his hair had caught, he reeled it in and made for his campsite.
The Man/Girl thought about his arrival here as he rolled the smoldering stick against the
one between his bare-feet, he was alone on a strange planet... again.
The naked hermaphrodite blew softly on the kindling and small flames lapped into the air.
Ernie and Sslar ambled along the deer-trail and the strange-looking man in bib 'n' braces
reckoned they would be feasting on venison before the evening came.
Sslar sniffed the air and picked up a familar scent, the alien and the small man were close
-she thought and wondered if the wall-eyed human with the sharp-pointed staff should be
informed. Ernie stopped and gazed around the shadows in the heavy foliage and whispered
"Ah' can smell someone" and the Xang Cat wondered if he was part-animal.
They trudged on and watched for hoof-prints.
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