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            \u201cEighteen,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cAre you kidding, Broosk?\u201d Another customer left. Kaylee\u2019s eyes fastened on how easily the other species walked away or did not want anything to do with her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWhat about if I show some skin?\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cFor? Dinner? I cannot tell if anyone has eaten a human. The few humans that I knew of only died because of the climate,\u201d said the Broosk, \u201cPeople usually allow the remains to rot.\u201d Kaylee imagined the process.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cNothing picked at it?\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHad I had time for a thorough examination of the process, it may have proved an interesting study, human, but I didn\u2019t,\u201d he said. She found herself admiring the kindness he showed to her, and he proved to be ample protection for her. Broosk\u2019s are never intimidated by others because of their immense size. She felt safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWell? What about you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t need you. I cannot feed you. One of these others with earth experience may provide you the right sustenance for your biological internals. That may hold the key to your survival,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 By all standards, Kaylee was a beautiful nurse in her earthly life. On an invite to a friend\u2019s party, it spilled over into a raging drive to a better part of the upper middle-class suburbs. They invaded a prominent billionaire\u2019s home where they drank some of his priceless wine. She passed out in a vessel headed for space, now trillions and trillions of years away, she was merchandise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The two strangers were at a central crossroads leading into the city of Markets. All species gathered there to sell their items. The tall and bulky but astute Broosk gazed at the crowd of people walking the market lines back and forth, some not noticing the human woman he displayed for sale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThis is out of compassion for you. I forgot your name,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cKaylee,\u201d she said, “And thank you.” The thought of needing someone to feel sorry for her was annoying but she had little choice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cAh, yes. We have a fruit called Kaale, but I don\u2019t think you taste anything like it,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWell, you never know?\u201d She attempted to flirt with him to no notice. The Broosk sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cKaylee, we will attempt this for another day, maybe a few nars from now but it will be my final time, there then you must be on your own,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIs there something you need to do, you\u2019ve been very kind,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIt is the crying. I am far from Oorath, but I do not weep for it. Your nightly mourning is enough for a people to willingly commit genocide on itself,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHey, that sucks. You are mean,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOf course, one has to be at times,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Kaylee\u2019s brow slumped and she scanned the people passing. She then stared at the Brook\u2019s face as he attempted to stay awake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI am sorry,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cFor what, human?\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cKeeping you awake.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cLook there!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Broosk pointed into the crowd. He grinned as a young male human started to walk toward them, not with purpose, only to the flow of the crowd. Kaylee spotted him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cA man,\u201d she said, but with disappointment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Broosk waved him down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHello, Sir. Do you prefer Broosk or English human?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The man continued to walk past them, ignoring the woman Kaylee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOh my god, are you serious?\u201d Kaylee said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHe does not appear interested,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHe\u2019s a darker shade than I like anyway,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI fail to see the relevance of his complexion, are you not familiar with me and lived in my domicile for this past nar, yet you do not seem to have an issue with me,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI know you though,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWe must allow you to know him,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI would prefer not to,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou are not thinking, Kaylee.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Broosk left her on a small stand where others may view her. The temporary absence of the Broosk brought self-consciousness to Kaylee. Lifting his large arm, the Broosk grabbed the shoulder of the human and turned him around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cMight I speak with you, human,\u201d he said. The two of them moved away from the crowd. \u201cYou appear alone and in need of desperate human companionship, do you not?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI do not,\u201d he said and strode to blend in with the crowd. The Broosk followed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cAre you not Ronnie Talbert?\u201d The Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Ronnie stopped and walked back over to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOk, what do you want Broosk?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cBroosk Namin,\u201d he bowed to Ronnie, \u201cI have a charge to relieve myself of and they are one of your species, a rarity you must admit, and probably a great find for you here among the many peoples that you are not acquainted with,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIt is why I left Earth. Why is she here?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou may ask her yourself, get to know her,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou\u2019re sly,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIt is an honor to meet you. You have helped many of us, this is not an enticement. Perhaps you can help her?\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIs that why you\u2019re doing this?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cCharity comes in all forms. Your fragile species deserves some sympathy,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYes, but not for being stranded.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Ronnie walked back to Kaylee with the Broosk, tears ran down her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cPlease do not wail, human you will scare anyone away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHello,\u201d Ronnie said, his demeanor changed in front of the woman, flashing an old shyness he had to cover up. Kaylee wrapped her arms around herself and produced a sulk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOk, there you go,\u201d Ronnie said and started his way into the crowd again. The Broosk turned him around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou two. When was the last time you met a human here on Oorth?\u201d The Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThis is Borea,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIn my language, Ronnie,\u201d said the Broosk, correcting Ronnie, \u201cHow many then?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cNone,\u201d Ronnie said. Kaylee turned her head away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThis is my first time,\u201d Kaylee said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThere you have it,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cSo?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cSee. Holy shit, what a waste of time. He\u2019s you know, anyway?\u201d Kaylee said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ronnie rolled his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s\u2026\u201d the Broosk attempted to get the rest of Kaylee\u2019s words out. Walking up to them was the Ranokian Milmurt, with a protruding crested head pointing toward his back similar to a slate of rock layered on top of one another. He paused at Kaylee\u2019s front, examining her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHey, Ronnie. Checking out the merchandise?\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOh my god, are all male aliens pigs?\u201d Kaylee said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cTechnically, I can\u2019t be a male,\u201d Milmurt said, \u201cHow much for the Human?\u201d Milmurt asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cEighteen,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cCool,\u201d Milmurt walked away from everyone, and Ronnie began to follow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cTen,\u201d the Broosk said. Milmurt stopped. Kaylee began to weep again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThis is embarrassing,\u201d she said. The two began to walk back to the Broosk Namin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDidn\u2019t you tell me Ronnie that you couldn\u2019t get any of these earth women naked and as luck has it, here she is in the flesh. Let\u2019s see her naked,\u201d said Milmurt.\u201d Ronnie rolled his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Kaylee buried her face in her hands and turned away. Ronnie lowered his head and shook it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cCome on. Next stop, we get what we need and head out,\u201d Ronnie said, grabbing Milmurt\u2019s elbow as some of it crumbled off and grew back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cShe will cease her crying here in a second, potential customers. Give her some time. I am sure she would make a valuable companion or slave,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Kaylee\u2019s wailing overcame the crowd noise, some noticing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Ronnie kept his head down and shook it, \u201cNah. Nah. Let\u2019s go, Milmurt.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cDidn\u2019t you tell me people like her made slaves of you at one point?\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOh no, not this. And that’s not exactly correct,\u201d Ronnie began to walk away again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cPerhaps you then, the Ranokian may require a servant or companion,\u201d the Broosk said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat was it you say, Ronnie? Nah!\u201d Milmurt said and walked after Ronnie. As the distance grew from Kaylee, the Broosk was helpless to unload the human woman. Ronnie took out the money he collected while visiting other locales.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou\u2019re going to buy her aren\u2019t you, Ronnie?\u201d said Milmurt, \u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Ronnie turned around and gave the money to the Broosk. He waved his hand up toward Ronnie for Kaylee to follow but Ronnie started his way into the crowd again, leaving Kaylee behind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI was telling you about my life and how I got here, Milmurt. I didn\u2019t need it broadcasted to the universe. Presuming she knows history; she wouldn\u2019t come with me before,\u201d Ronnie said. Kaylee followed them. Going home to earth stayed on her mind and if Ronnie came from there, he may know a way back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Milmurt turned his head, eyeing her behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWhat is it slave?\u201d said Milmurt with a chuckle. Ronnie turned to stare at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThank you,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou may not be so thankful after a few nights with us, human woman female species gender,\u201d said Milmurt again, giggling like a child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cRelax, he is lying. Slavery is outlawed here. The Broosk probably didn’t tell you that,\u201d Ronnie said and continued walking. His vessel Siouxsie rested in the distance among the other star-faring machinery.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI\u2019m free?\u201d Kaylee said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou were never a slave to begin with. The Broosk wanted to get rid of you otherwise by law he would have to take care of you and you\/ him if there are no claims,\u201d said Ronnie, \u201cDo you want to go home?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            She nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWe are going that way anyway,\u201d Ronnie said. Milmurt put his hand on Ronnie’s shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou\u2019re decent to this universe, Ronald Talbert. It doesn\u2019t deserve you. Me, it can do without.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Kaylee continued behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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