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            At an opportune time, Ronnie the Human, or Earth man Ronnie, stood from afar the plateau. A Uru vlank, Ronnie dubbed Slim, was near him. The little translucent being folded itself near Ronnie\u2019s shoes, murmuring its language. The young Uru then flapped and waved in the air until he was able to reach close to Ronnie\u2019s height to better converse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOne can only hope he is more friendly than the night before,\u201d Ronnie said. The Uru answered in response to Ronnie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI believe you, Slim. Your people trust too easily. Especially him. I would not have bothered if I was aware he was that <\/em>Milmurt,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The Uru responded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI know it isn\u2019t a common Ranokian name, alright. You got me there. I was nervous,\u201d said Ronnie, \u201cYou think we should try this again?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The Uru answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOk,\u201d Ronnie said and started his trek to the plateau they called \u2018sebewenga.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Milmurt\u2019s head lay on a rock, one leg crossed over to the other. Ronnie came with the Uru vlank behind him, sliding his way forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIs life that boring for you, Ronnie?\u201d Milmurt said before Ronnie made it to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cNo. We are neighbors, and my visit is one of kindness and peace,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou did say last time you now know who I am?\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cSlim here gave me the run down but not in the detail I had hoped for,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOh, and what did you hope for, human man?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Ronnie wanted to give up and turn home, maybe he took Milmurt\u2019s first visit the wrong way. His cordial demeanor, as Ronnie remembered, was stifled by Ronnie\u2019s rudeness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHere is a little. I am allowed one-half hour to leave the \u2018sebewenga.\u2019 If not, the Uru notify your friends and they return. It is a punishment. That should be enough for your curiosity,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cMy friends?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThe Mon,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            In time, when Ronnie came to know Milmurt and both stared into the endlessness of space, Milmurt shared his tour on Zerort 1. Milmurt served on the ship\u2019s crew of Ranokians. Like all other places, different advancements in technologies came at different rates. The Ranokians, in their sector of the universe, had no enemies besides internal conflicts between the tribe of Ranokians on Ranok. Space travel was a mere luxury to them, not expecting war or the discovery of another species. To the Ranokians, preparation was key in any regard. Outfitted with the best weapons they manufactured, Zerort 1 was the pride of the Ranokian’s small fleet of luxury commercial vessels, serving their community.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou? That\u2019s funny, Milmurt,\u201d Ronnie interrupted Milmurt\u2019s story. He sat next to him while the Uru played on the plateau, forming shapes, and trying to get some of the stars to reflect on his skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI was good at my job, laugh all you want, human man,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Placed in the entertainment part of the ship, Milmurt mingled with the guests because of his language ability and his charisma. Ranokians were aware of themselves in the universe and no one else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHow did you manage to get the ship to breach orbit,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI was the face of the place, not the engineer,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The captain, though under a different name for this iteration, tested the boundaries of the distance the ship traveled into space away from their planet before the breakup of the ship\u2019s structure began. At the threshold, the crew spotted an anomaly while on the edges of their normal flight pattern and a return home. A displaced Mon remained still, pretending to be a portion of debris floating in the darkness. At first undetected, the Captain believed he had seen something on their recognition screens close to the ship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Returning home, the same crew asked for another mission to the same area of the Mon\u2019s detection, this time with their revered sages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cSages?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOne thing I know about this lower cosmos, there is always someone, somewhere with wisemen,\u201d Milmurt said, “It never fails.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 An argument, not violently opposed to one another, began on the age-old universal question of life in other parts of the universe. Some agreed, some did not. With the sage\u2019s advice heeded, the captain made another voyage but kept the mission low-key. Milmurt\u2019s excitable disposition bored him of the routine of entertaining others and while on an extended break, journeyed into the ship\u2019s internals to find the emergency return crafts. The vessels were used for extraction from the main ship and to return home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou stole it?\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cAccidentally, I don\u2019t know what I am doing,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Releasing from the main ship after advisement from the ship’s controls, Milmurt allowed it to unlatch from Zerort 1.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cSounds to me like you wanted to leave,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Milmurt didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The vessel floated away and the propulsion system failed. Milmurt signaled for assistance for hours until the crew became aware of missing an extra emergency craft and the popular Milmurt in the entertainment hall. When the crowd found out it was him missing, panic set in and they begged for them to save Milmurt, though the Captain convinced himself to leave Milmurt as a lesson to never do it again because he wouldn\u2019t be able to after death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cSensible of him,\u201d Ronnie said. Milmurt stopped his story to stare at Ronnie, \u201cWhat? Go ahead, I am listening. And thank you for allowing me to hear this,\u201d added Ronnie getting out of his callous statement he found personally amusing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI am not the beast they make me to be, Ronnie Human man,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cTalbert, Ronnie Talbert,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Because the mood shifted from luxury liner to a desperate plea to save the crew member who was good and consistent in assuaging the customer\u2019s fears, the captain made arrangements to save Milmurt although the technology of the time made the emergency vessels difficult to detect since they were designed to return home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWhy did it not return home?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cAgain, I am just the face,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In the ship\u2019s haste to retrieve Milmurt, and turning to an opposite direction to retrieve him, it ran into an object that hindered further movement. The immense dome and oval-shaped Mon remained an obstacle, viewing ports into the ship\u2019s leisure rooms gave sight to Mon\u2019s outer shell and what some believed to be its face with wide deep multi-colored eye sockets and a shifting hollow inside. More panic began, the sounds, which the Mon is brilliant and keen to detect in space, placed it in alarm. Blending it into the ship\u2019s side and changing its colors. As the Mon does during an excitable moment, it attached itself in defense.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThat\u2019s incredible!\u201d Ronnie said. By that time, the Uru vlank, Slim, twirled itself on Ronnie\u2019s feet ignoring the discussion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The Mon sucked up twenty percent of the ship, Milmurt watching the exchange from a distance. With the Zerort 1 headed in the direction of Milmurt\u2019s small vessel, the Mon went with it. In the fright of the encounter, the Mon usurped the remaining vessels stretching all structures, spanning space with its malleable body in a brief time. Distance meant nothing to it if it grew and stretched beyond the limits of its capability. The ships were gone from Ranok.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWhere\u2019s your ship?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Milmurt stood up, walked to the edge of the plateau, and pointed. Ronnie stood and Slim followed behind. Off in the distance sat the ship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cIs that what that is?\u201d Ronnie pretended not to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cDo not do that, Ronnie Talbert, Human man. It is missing components,\u201d said Milmurt, \u201cIsn\u2019t that stealing from where you come from?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHow was I to know it was yours and how long has it been since you left it there,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t know or care,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI put them back. Whatever was broken, I put back,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The two made the journey to the ship, embedded in the grayish-brown dirt of Urus. Ronnie, with the help of the Urus, dug underneath some of the sides of the ship to make a better entry point. Ronnie was inside while Milmurt stayed outside. Ronnie powered the ship up and stepped back to Milmurt. Surprised, Milmurt rounded the vessel, Slim with him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWell, thank you, Ronnie Talbert,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cJust Ronnie,\u201d said Ronnie and walked to Milmurt\u2019s side, \u201cI know it is not much as I do not believe it is designed to travel independently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHow do you know this? You are not like the other humans,\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI know. Over there I am cursed. You\u2019ll never hear me saying I want to go back,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cYou would enjoy Ranok,\u201d Milmurt said. Ronnie stared at his new acquaintance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cI can get you back,\u201d Ronnie said, Milmurt grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cHow?\u201d Milmurt said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cThe Mon. It\u2019s how I am here,\u201d Ronnie said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            Milmurt turned around and began his way back to the sebewenga plateau. Slim grew to match Ronnie\u2019s height again and spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI remember. So, that is how he got his name?\u201d said Ronnie to respond. He stopped and raised his hand to his face, mouth open and fingers sliding down the side of it, watching as Milmurt took the trek home alone. Ronnie, after his awe, kept his distance for now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cWhere is the Mon they hit with their ship?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            The Uru lay flat on the ground motionless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

            \u201cOh no,\u201d said Ronnie, \u201cThat is bad, my friend. Very bad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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