Saga - OT Saga - Legends Rocks and Hard Places - OC Weather Challenge, one-shot

Title: Rocks and Hard Places
Author: Thumper09
Characters: OCs
Timeframe: OT era, approx. 4 ABY
Summary: A Rebel pilot crash-lands on a world with unexpected weather phenomena and inhabitants.
Notes: This is my non-voting entry for the Winter 2021/2022 OC Thread Weather Challenge, which is as follows: "The challenge is simple, the weather must play a significant part in your OC(s) story. Whether it be the blazing hot sun, deep cold snow drifts, or pelting rain - the weather must be a key feature that the OCs need to deal with."

The weather here is based on the theorized weather conditions of two real-world exoplanets, CoRoT-7b and WASP-76b.

This story is weird. Do not go into it expecting anything but weirdness. Weird descriptions, weird analogies, even a weird brief POV shift, it's just... weird. You're warned.

Constructive criticism is welcome. Star Wars is owned by Disney, etc. etc.

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Lieutenant Volshaka cursed as the hard hit from the TIE Interceptor impacted her A-wing. Everything seemed to happen at once: her fighter bucked, an engine died, sparks flew, cockpit panels dimmed, power bled out. Following right on the heels of that instant, smoke began filling the cockpit, obscuring her vision and making her cough.

She fought to steer her wounded A-wing clear of the dogfight, but even that simple task was nearly impossible; her traitorous fighter resisted her commands and decided to only obey gravity from the planet below. Her ego and pride resisted as long as they possibly could and then some, but by the middle of the third emergency checklist that failed to improve her situation even the slightest bit, she had to finally admit it to herself.

She was going to crash.

Volshaka gritted her teeth and threw a few more curses at the Imperial that had just completely and totally ruined her day. This was not what she wanted to be doing.

The small planet below them was a barren, lifeless, dark grey rock pockmarked with a few craters and what looked like some slopes from erosion. She wasn’t sure how sustainable it was for her brand of life, especially with how close to the system’s star it was, but she didn’t have any other options. Gravity was taking her there whether she liked it or not.

Through sheer force of will she aimed the dying fighter on the best glide path to the surface, and then she coughed, keyed her comm, and punched through the chaotic transmissions from the rest of her flight still engaged in the dogfight.

“Mayday, mayday. This is Seven. Critical damage. I’m going down. I’ll have to eject once I’m close enough to the surface.”

“Seven, are you okay? I’m sorry, I tried to get that squint but I couldn’t in time!” The anxious words came from Volshaka’s wingman, Flight Officer Terekke. The Mon Calamari was a worrywart by nature, and this was just going to send her into overdrive. Volshaka was sorry for putting her through this, especially since Terekke would probably be more upset by this blasted inconvenience than Volshaka was.

“I’m fine, Eight. There was nothing you could do: he just got me. Just send some help when you get back to the ship. Look for my beacon. I’ll be okay.”

“Are you sure?” Terekke didn’t sound convinced. “That planet doesn’t look very hospitable. What if it’s not habitable?”

“Then you’d better send help before my life support unit is depleted,” Volshaka replied. “I’ll be fine, Eight. Now I need to go. The planet coming up to smack me is requiring my attention.”

Volshaka ended her transmission and concentrated on her contingency operations, trying to figure out the best altitude to eject.

She muttered another curse under her breath. This was really, really not what she wanted to be dealing with today.

*****

Few beings ever bothered to visit the world. Even fewer knew the world was inhabited. If they had known that and seen the inhabitants, they would have posited some theories about genetic relations to Sullustan Rockrenders. On the surface they could be forgiven for the automatic assumption, but the fact would remain that they were wrong.

The inhabitants had no collective name for themselves, as they had never needed to differentiate between themselves and anything else. They simply were. What wasn’t them was not them.

Regardless, if more of the other beings had taken the time to visit the world with the not-related-to-Rockrender inhabitants, they would have been able to enjoy the nice night like Nnnzzz was. It had been a very active night for Nnnzzz, and soon it would be time to go dormant for the day. But before that happened, Nnnzzz had wanted to go cool off on the surface.

That was when Nnnzzz had seen the painfully bright lights flashing up by the stars.

Curiosity forced Nnnzzz’s sensitive visual receptors to watch them. Nnnzzz had heard stories of such things from the others, of occasional rocks that fell to the world from the sky but weren’t rain, though Nnnzzz could never figure out how those rocks got so high into the sky in the first place. Sometimes a large metallic rock would fall to the surface and numerous things from inside it would come out and move around on the ground before going back in, and then the large rock would fly away again. Nnnzzz couldn’t even believe that story-- it was too ludicrous. What being could survive its organs mobilizing and leaving it? And how could such a large rock fly upward? It was always very convenient that these particular large rocks happened to “fly away” again so Nnnzzz and the others couldn’t go see it and verify such a thing was even possible.

But now, Nnnzzz wondered what the bright flashing lights were and if they would cause non-rain rocks to fall from the sky, and so Nnnzzz watched in wonder.

Eventually a particularly bright flash caught Nnnzzz’s attention. The glowing object grew larger and larger. Nnnzzz was thrilled to see it was a large rock, and it looked like lava was trailing behind it as it fell. It even seemed like it would land not terribly far away.

Just as Nnnzzz was about to head toward the expected landing location, the falling rock flashed again. Puzzled, Nnnzzz watched as something separated from the falling rock and flew away from it. Was this another rock, or was this one of the rock’s organs? It was going to land a lot closer to Nnnzzz, so Nnnzzz decided to go there first.

Nnnzzz ducked into the subsurface tunnels and moved quickly in that direction.

*****

When Nnnzzz emerged back onto the surface near the smaller item’s suspected landing site, Nnnzzz was pleased to see the chosen tunnel exit was indeed close. Nnnzzz stood still and watched with interest. The thing had landed, and its lack of a hard rock-like carapace meant it must be the large falling rock’s organ. That whole ludicrous story seemed to be true. It momentarily shook Nnnzzz’s world. If that impossible, nonsensical thing was true, then what else was?

Unlike Nnnzzz, the organ did not blend in with the surface’s grey landscape. Strangely, it actually was mobile. It stood on two legs versus the four that Nnnzzz had, and it kicked the ground a few times. It must be hungry, since it was feeding like Nnnzzz did. Maybe the mobile organs were how the large rocks ate. It was an odd thought. But how could the organ eat when it lacked the large claws all the inhabitants had? Breaking rocks and absorbing minerals would be impossible without them, but somehow the mobile organ was doing it. That was fascinating and even a little scary, especially with the size discrepancy. Nnnzzz’s back only came up to the mobile organ’s midsection. Was it dangerous? Nnnzzz felt a little better upon realizing that the mobile organ did not have a spiked club tail like Nnnzzz, so there was some defense there, but again, how could the organ crush rocks without a tail either?

Nnnzzz was pondering that and weighing the dangers of this mobile organ when the first sensations arrived. Nnnzzz looked at the sky, and indeed, it was lightening. Day would be here soon, along with the molten rock rain that heralded the dawn and the thin atmosphere’s drastically changing temperature from cold to incredibly hot as the sun rose. Even now Nnnzzz could feel the distant pings of the rock rain hitting the surface, and it would only get closer as dawn rapidly approached. It was time to go dormant in shelter for the day.

Nnnzzz looked back at the mobile organ. It had stopped feeding but was otherwise not acting like there was danger approaching. Then it raised an upper appendage and made light spill out of it, and this strange power startled Nnnzzz. The small beam of light swept over the ground where the organ stood.

Nnnzzz wasn’t sure what other abilities this organ had or if it would try to feed on Nnnzzz’s own mineral carapace, but a larger part of Nnnzzz was still curious about this freakishly odd thing, and Nnnzzz didn’t want to see it destroyed in the dawn rain. Nnnzzz briefly considered if it would be smarter to go to the large fallen rock and try to save it first, but there wasn’t enough time to get to the large rock’s landing site before the dawn rain came. Nnnzzz had felt the distant yet significant impact from the large rock while Nnnzzz had been moving through the subsurface tunnels to get here, and Nnnzzz wasn’t sure if the large rock was still alive. But without its organ, it might not survive and be able to fly away anyway.

The decision was made. Nnnzzz would try to help this peculiar mobile organ now. Once it was safe to go to the surface again, Nnnzzz could try to find the large rock and offer assistance.

Warily, Nnnzzz began walking toward the mobile organ. Its head-- the organ had a head?-- turned toward Nnnzzz, and then the organ jumped back. Its light shone directly on Nnnzzz, and Nnnzzz stopped and shied away from the pain. Quickly the light lowered and stopped overloading Nnnzzz’s visual receptors.

When Nnnzzz could see again, Nnnzzz looked back at the organ. It backed up another step, and its other upper appendage detached a piece of its body and held it between itself and Nnnzzz. Nnnzzz waited, puzzled. Was this organ actually afraid of Nnnzzz? That didn’t make sense, but Nnnzzz couldn’t wonder about it now. Nnnzzz wasn’t sure how intelligent a mobile organ was, so it would be best to keep things very basic. Nnnzzz rumbled the low frequency through the ground that imparted the messages of “Dawn rain coming. Go down.”

The mobile organ seemed to feel it, since it jumped again and looked at the ground, but otherwise it didn’t move. Nnnzzz repeated the message, but still the organ stayed put.

There was no time for this; Nnnzzz could feel the impacts from the molten rock rain getting closer. Nnnzzz gave the mobile organ a respectable berth but circled around it to its opposite side, then walked slowly towards it to herd it to the tunnel opening Nnnzzz had used. At first it worked: the organ moved away from Nnnzzz and toward the tunnel. But then the organ scooted to the side in a different direction. It was too nimble for Nnnzzz to keep up with.

That meant Nnnzzz would have to make it understand somehow.

“Stop,” Nnnzzz sent through the ground as Nnnzzz stopped as well. Once Nnnzzz stopped, so did the organ. Nnnzzz’s head jerked in the direction of the coming dawn, and the next strong message sent was “Danger.”

The organ stared at Nnnzzz for a moment, then it looked in the direction Nnnzzz had indicated. Nnnzzz could see the glow on the horizon now as the dawn rain approached. Even the temperature was starting to shift higher, and dust particles swirled in the increasing wind.

The mobile organ stared at the horizon glow for a few moments, and then it lowered the detached piece of its body it had been holding out. It looked back at Nnnzzz.

Pleased to have the organ’s attention, Nnnzzz sent the message “Down.” Nnnzzz’s head now jerked toward the tunnel entrance. The tunnel’s opening was in the side of a small crater wall, leeward to the predominant blowing winds of dawn, and the tunnel disappeared below the surface.

The organ looked that direction as well with its light, then back at the ever-closer horizon glow, then at Nnnzzz. Nnnzzz could feel the strong heat from the sun quickly approaching. If the mobile organ didn’t cooperate soon, Nnnzzz would be forced to leave it behind.

Thankfully, the organ took one single, hesitant step toward the tunnel while watching Nnnzzz closely. Nnnzzz took a single step as well. The organ took another. Nnnzzz took another. At last the organ seemed to understand, and it cautiously walked toward the tunnel entrance. Nnnzzz did the same while staying far enough away to not frighten it.

By the time the organ made it to the tunnel entrance, the heat was getting intense. The horizon glow coalesced into a large wavefront of raining, molten rocks. Each one hit the ground with a dull impact. The sun’s light began to blind Nnnzzz as it rose over the horizon behind the wavefront. Come nighttime, Nnnzzz would gather some of those freshly-hardened rocks for mineral-rich food, but right now they were more of a danger than a salvation.

The organ seemed to sense the growing urgency. It lowered itself to the ground on its bent appendages and quickly crawled into the tunnel. Nnnzzz was right behind it. With every step, the dark tunnel grew cooler and cooler until it neutralized the heat of the inferno on the surface.

The organ’s light beam played over the walls. As they moved through the warren of interconnecting subsurface tunnels, Nnnzzz would occasionally nudge the organ to make a certain turn. The organ obeyed, though somewhat slowly.

Before too long, they reached a dormancy chamber. It was wider and more open than the tunnels, and the organ straightened to almost its original height inside. Nnnzzz sent a quick message to tell the organ to stop, and Nnnzzz halted. The organ did as well. Nnnzzz tapped one foot on the ground, then laid down to relax. A short time later, the organ lowered itself to the ground as well on the opposite side of the chamber, though it kept its light out and watched Nnnzzz carefully.

Nnnzzz wasn’t quite sure what to do now. Would the organ leave the dormancy chamber and wander through the tunnels? What if it got lost or ran into one of the others who weren’t expecting this odd monstrosity to suddenly come face-to-face with them in their home? Nnnzzz should warn them. Plus, there were some others who were as curious about the large falling rock stories as Nnnzzz was and would want to take this rare opportunity to see an actual mobile organ. Nnnzzz sent a brief message to the others and warned them to not scare the organ by moving too fast if they came.

Soon there was a crowd at the entrance to the dormancy chamber, with numerous others trying to see the organ inside and asking question after excited question. The organ got to its feet and backed up, so Nnnzzz also rose and stood between the organ and the others in the entranceway. One message told the others to calm down, and another message tried to reassure the organ that it would not be harmed. With the crowd settling and Nnnzzz still interposed between the groups, the organ seemed to relax slightly. From the crowd, Nnnzzz allowed Rrrnnn and Mzrrnn to enter the chamber since those two were always trustworthy and were as fascinated as Nnnzzz with the stories.

Nnnzzz told them all about what had happened on the surface and the encounter with the organ. The excited discussion that followed lasted for some time until dormancy overtook them one by one.

*****

A gentle shaking on Nnnzzz’s carapace pulled Nnnzzz from dormancy. Nnnzzz looked up to see the mobile organ there. The end of one appendage still created light, and Nnnzzz noticed that another small part of the appendage was blinking with other lights. The organ looked at Nnnzzz, and with the other upper appendage it indicated upward, toward the surface. Nnnzzz considered. It was still a bit early, but the dusk rain should have passed by now and night should have fallen. It should be safe if the organ wanted to go back to the surface.

Nnnzzz stood, wound around the others who were lying dormant there after their long discussion, and led the way through the tunnels. The organ followed.

When they emerged onto the surface in the early night, Nnnzzz was surprised to find a huge metallic rock sitting nearby. It definitely hadn’t been there when they’d left the surface at dawn. The organ straightened up and moved quickly toward the gigantic rock. Nnnzzz watched in shock as numerous other organs spilled out of the huge rock and converged on the first organ.

They stood together for a short time, and then the first organ turned and walked back to Nnnzzz. It bent down in a crouch in front of Nnnzzz and looked Nnnzzz in the visual receptors. The organ’s mouth-- was that small hole on its face a mouth?-- moved, but Nnnzzz couldn’t detect any messages. Then, oddly, the organ detached a piece of its body from its midsection, and it pulled a small metallic piece from that. It placed the shiny metallic piece on the ground in front of Nnnzzz, and then the organ straightened up and quickly walked back to the other organs.

The group of organs went back inside the gigantic rock, and to Nnnzzz’s utter amazement, the gigantic rock jumped off the ground and flew away into the sky toward the stars.

Nnnzzz watched it go. It went higher and higher, higher than the heights any dawn rain fell from, until at last it was so high it was almost indistinguishable from the stars. Then there was a small flash and it disappeared.

At last Nnnzzz looked back to the shiny piece of metal on the ground and tried to puzzle out why the organ would have left something so delicious-smelling behind. Part of Nnnzzz wanted to eat it right then and there, but another part hesitated. The metal was the only thing left of the mobile organ that had left on the huge flying rock. It was a reminder that Nnnzzz had witnessed the impossible.

Nnnzzz carefully picked it up between two large claws and descended back into the tunnels. It was time to put this in Nnnzzz’s regular dormancy chamber for safe keeping.

The End

 

a great encounter between two very different species.

 

Thanks! I don't think either one really knows what to do with the other, heh. Thanks for reading and commenting!

 

Okay, so I wanted to comment on this when you first posted it, but I haven't had time until now. But now that I'm finally here:

Oooh

I think you mean brilliant. I haven't read a lot of Ursula K Le Guin's writing, but the overall feel of this story definitely reminds me of it.

This is a great look into the mind and attitude of a starfighter pilot that conveys a lot of information in a brief period while still moving the narrative along; it's very well done

lol

And this makes me think of Douglas Adams - "the ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks didn't" (that may not be a perfect quote; I'm going from memory here instead of looking it up). And it's not that your story copies either Adams or Le Guin in the least, but that your writing is on par with theirs. And both of them wrote some undeniably weird things, but that writing was brilliantly weird. So is yours. Own that. Not very many people can accomplish that. This is pure SFF right here, not just fanfic. (And you know I think very highly of fanfic, but you also know what I mean here )

I love it. I'm also reminded of a Navajo coworker I once had who explained to me that the tribe's own name for themselves, Diné, literally translates to "the people", because what else was really needed?

Once again, I love the names you give individuals from such unusual species. (And am suddenly reminded that I don't think I ever left feedback for the final chapter of your other story I'll get there!) And everything in this paragraph is perfectly reasonable from Nnnzzz's viewpoint, which is just fantastic.

And now I'm thinking about how starfish extrude their stomachs to eat. Life comes in a lot of varieties

Nnnzzz is so sweet

I feel like my feedback here is mostly just "I love this", but I do. I love this form of communication, and Nnnzzz's thought process, and the almost offhand way the phrase "dawn rain" sets us firmly in a different and strange place.

More excellent names

This is so much more likely a form of first contact between species than what we often see in SFF. Or at least, in the visual mediums; it's easier to write immense differences from humans than it is to costume humans to pretend to be those wildly different species. But everything here - and I do mean everything in this entire story - is brilliant. Nnnzzz's species is fully realized in such a short story - who they are, how they see themselves, how they experience their world and interact with each other - Nnnzzz themself is a distinct individual, the tentative and fascinated and kind of scared way the two species somehow manage to communicate, the general feel of the planet itself, everything is communicated so well, so efficiently without being rushed, and is so compelling despite being a very different sort of story that needs a different sort of mindset to read it properly. This isn't a weird story to warn anyone about, this is a brilliant, brilliant story that far more people should be reading and that you should be very proud of. Have you thought about submitting original fiction to publishers, either as a novel or short stories in SFF magazines? Because if you wanted to, you absolutely could. Own this weirdness. It's a unique gift to be cultivated, and a joy to read.

 

Let me start off by saying that your review totally made my week, and I really appreciate it. Internally I'm still a bit unsure about this story in general-- I look at it and see things I could have done differently and words I should have changed, but I know I get myself bogged down in the weeds. The fact that you think highly of it really means a lot to me.

Thank you! I couldn't remember offhand if I'd read any of her books, so I enlisted the help of Almighty Google. I read Omelas back in school, but I don't remember any of the others. I'll have to check them out-- sounds like I'd like her writing style.

Thanks! Crashing is so inconvenient, LOL. She had plans, darn it!

Thank you! Heh, I almost took that entire paragraph out of the story. I was sitting there staring at it, thinking how wrong it was to throw an omniscient POV paragraph in the middle of a story that's completely 3rd Person Limited. Breaking that rule was grating on me. I love lines like that from Douglas Adams (and yup, I remember that one!). He and Terry Pratchett are amazing wordsmiths. I don't always understand their stories well, but I like reading them for the way they craft sentences and inject dry humor into them. I do know what you mean, and thank you. It's an honor to be considered anywhere near Adams.

Right? I think hearing a similar story was what inspired it here. It was such a simple notion that blew me away when I heard it, and it seemed to make sense for a group where there's no "us and them" because there's no "them."

I seem to be making a habit out of creating characters who communicate through physical vibrations that aren't vocal cords and mouths/lips, LOL. I want the rest of the alphabet back, darn it.

Hmm, I didn't know that! I guess that's a much more efficient way to eat though. Work smarter, not harder.

Thanks! Nnnzzz was trying so hard to communicate with something he wasn't sure even had a brain of its own, heh.

Thank you very much, on all counts! I enjoy writing unusual things (like POVs of astromechs and taun-tauns, for example), but this one was considerably off the beaten path, and it helps to have something of a shift in mindset, like you mentioned. I can only imagine how strange humans and humanoids would seem to beings who have never encountered them before.

Thanks, I've kicked around the idea of original fiction. I have a quasi-fantasy story I started looooong ago but haven't touched in ages, and it would need a reboot now that I have a clue what I'm doing, LOL. I was also part of a writing organization for a while that had small competitions, and I tried a couple of those but never got more than a few sentences written. No inspiration, no ideas. The muse is generally much happier with SW fanfic for some reason. Since then I haven't really pursued it, but it's not off the table. Oh, I submitted something to the Bulwer Lytton Contest once (that's such a fun contest!), but didn't get anything. I can't even remember the sentence I sent in, or I'd reappropriate it into the opening sentence of a fanfic for funsies.

Once again, thank you very much for your review, your encouragement, and your faith in this unusual little story and its writer. It's very much appreciated.

 

Okay, so @Gabri_Jade recommended this story to me back when you first wrote it, and she mentioned it again a few days ago, and given her high praise of it and how well-written I know your other stories to be, I expected it to be really good and very unique... and I was not disappointed!

What a great way to hit the ground running (so to speak) with these succinct and vivid action details! I particularly liked how you used "following right on the heels of that instant" as a transition instead of the more typical "then". Not that it's bad to ever use "then", but your word choice here was both more engaging and showed more personality, if that makes sense. It helped immerse me in Lieutenant Volshaka's POV.

Another great example of Volshaka's voice. You did an excellent job of establishing it right away, and clearly. There was a matter-of-fact quality to her that I really enjoyed, and even though crashing isn't at all a funny thing, I couldn't help chuckling a little that she "finally admitted" that she was going to crash.

I haven't read nearly enough of your stories, but from the ones I have read, I know you excel at including these sorts of true-to-life details (or what I imagine would be true-to-life in the GFFA), like Volshaka having to consider whether "her brand of life" (love that phrasing!) can survive on an unfamiliar planet, or the observation that a planet's distance from its star directly impacts what kind of life can survive there, if any. (It reminds me of some of the challenges you've posted in the mini-games thread - astronomical objects and phenomena, SW planets that haven't been explored as thoroughly as the more famous ones - and reading this story makes me want to get off my rear and actually finish a story or two for those challenges.)

I hear you, Volshaka. Oh boy, do I hear you.

I loved how you handled this entire intro to the inhabitants of the planet, and the way you seamlessly worked in the reference to Sullustan Rockrenders. It gives the reader some quick context without losing any momentum in the narrative, which I think is especially important in a story that is already going to be playing against reader expectations and introducing new characters/species/worlds.

I really wouldn't have guessed that I would be interested in reading a SW story where the main POV character was a rock eating creature who doesn't understand the concept of starships or vessels of any kind, really. But you absolutely nailed it with this one, and I was completely interested and invested in Nnnzzz right away. (I also liked the use of "go dormant" instead of "go to sleep".)

This is such a fascinating look at what the totally uninitiated would think when presented with things like starships and the people who fly them. It reminds me of a story I had to read in high school, describing an archeological dig in Earth's far future, in which the archeologists try to identify the functions of various artifacts belonging to a long lost civilization. I believe one of the artifacts was posited as some kind of ritualistic torture device (my memory is admittedly a bit hazy here); we found out after reading the story that the artifact was none other than a razor (I think?), and the other objects were things like hair dryers and toasters and very ordinary household items... and the long lost civilization was an American town, probably from the 50s or 60s. When I first read that story, I had no idea the author was describing modern-ish American life, and because of that altered context, everything in the story seemed strange and alien and removed from my own experiences, and I didn't think to question the POV character's perspective... and that's the feeling I got from your writing here, because how bizarre would all of this seem to Nnnzzz, and to his fellows?

(Although maybe "razor as ritualistic torture device" isn't too far off the mark, now that I think about it... )

Nnnzzz is so cute.

Wonderfully immersive description, and one that tells us just as much about Nnnzzz's own physical characteristics as it does his assessment of the characteristics of this strange new arrival.

This is a fascinating environment that I could perfectly imagine from your descriptions. And I thought it was a great touch to have Nnnzzz feeling the beginnings of that rock rain through the vibrations in the ground. Your attention to those small details really makes the world of this story come alive and helps us understand Nnnzzz's perspective all the more.

Loved this detail!

Poor Nnnzzz, worrying that the strange mobile organ could try to hurt him. But in spite of that potential danger, he doesn't want to see the thing destroyed, and that says so much about Nnnzzz's character.

Aww, Nnnzzz is so earnest and helpful and kind, I love him. (You do really well at writing these sorts of characters; I'm thinking of your Rebel pilot, Darin, and his very endearing encounter with an Anx toddler in Perspectives.)

lolol, I had a good chuckle imagining Lieutenant Volshaka's reaction to Nnnzzz questioning her capacity for intelligence. And then, the message rumbled through the ground was another great detail.

This whole scene was so vivid, and I love the image of the wavefront of molten rocks raining down from the sky. What a terrifying, awe-inspiring sight that would have been. It also provided a great contrast with the safety and increasing coolness of the tunnels.

Dormancy chamber, yes, I love it

I love that Volshaka is the odd monstrosity who might scare the others.

Look at Nnnzzz looking out for his weird mobile organ friend, he's such a good not-Rockrender. And how adorable is he, letting his always trustworthy friends in so they can see this amazing oddity from the sky for themselves. I did not expect to have these feelings!

Yeah, I'll bet that was a shock.

Another great detail, that Nnnzzz can't hear Volshaka talking because of course that's not how his kind communicates, they would have no need for an auditory system. And yet, Nnnzzz and Volshaka are able to connect in spite of that, and I just love that she gave him a little parting gift. He did save her life, after all.

This turned out to be quite the experience for Nnnzzz, didn't it? He witnessed the impossible. I can just imagine him telling this story for years and years to come.

Perfect.

 

Thank you very much! I'm really glad to hear you enjoyed this little... um... non-mainstream story, heh. Also thanks to @Gabri_Jade for the recommendation, very much appreciated!

Thanks! In my first draft of this story, I didn't have any of this first part with Volshaka-- it started with the scene of Nnnzzz on the surface looking at the sky. As things progressed, I realized that wasn't working at all. I couldn't follow things, and I was the one writing the story, LOL. I think it worked a lot better after this scene with Volshaka gave some context to everything. I'm glad the action worked out, since I remember having some trouble with it.

Heh, a while ago I was listening to some published recordings of American military fighter pilots who were on the verge of having to eject and were communicating with their ground base. The thing that surprised me the most was that most of them came across as, "Oh, bother. That missile just took out my airplane's wing. Sigh. That's inconvenient. Guess I'm making an unscheduled landing separately from my plane." For a few of them I couldn't even tell that anything out of the ordinary was happening. Most of my other characters are a little more... excitable, so Volshaka was the first one I could explore that mentality with.

Thank you! I'm a space junkie, and I enjoy imagining those sorts of details and what a character's "normal" would be like. It doesn't always work, but oh well.

Thank you. I almost removed this part more than once because it breaks the POV rules I follow, but I couldn't figure out how else to do it, so I'm glad to hear that it worked and wasn't jarring.

LOL, I've had my share of those stories as a reader too. Thanks, I'm glad Nnnzzz was interesting for you!

That archeological dig story sounds really cool! If you happen to remember the title, could you PM it to me? I love reading stories like that, where expectations and perspectives get flipped around. Our modern-day items would absolutely look super weird out of context. I want to hear a future archeologist explain a bobblehead's function.

Thanks! I enjoy that type of character, though it can make things more difficult for darker or more serious stories.

LOL, right? She got baby-talked to by a rock-eating creature, and she didn't even understand it.

That would terrify me too. I'd probably never leave the tunnels if I could help it.

Humans are very weird-looking when you stop to think about it, IMO. Definitely not something that the inhabitants would want to be surprised by, LOL. Though maybe humans fall into the "so ugly it's cute" category for them.

Aww, I'm glad you like Nnnzzz and Nnnzzz's friends.

Cool, I'm glad you picked up on how Nnnzzz doesn't "hear" through sound waves, per se. And yeah, Volshaka certainly appreciates that Nnnzzz saved her life, even if she isn't quite sure how to express it. She probably figured gifts are universal enough to do so.

Nnnzzz is going to have a lot of thinking to do about his perception of the world now. I wonder how embellished the story will get after the first dozen or so times.

Thanks so much for the review, and for reading and commenting!

Thank you very much! Yeah, this story is a bit... different from my usual stuff, heh. I'm happy to hear the viewpoint change worked, since that was one of the areas that changed the most from first draft to final version. I tried to go in with nothing but Nnnzzz's viewpoint for the entire story, but that quickly got away from me and made no sense whatsoever.

When I was a kid there was a lot of talk about the dangers of acid rain, but acid rain has nothing on molten rock rain. That will ruin someone's day.

Thanks! When I was doing the language barrier prompt, this was one of the stories I kept feeling like I was inadvertently retreading during my brainstorming sessions, and even with finding a different approach for that one, there are still noticeable similarities in how I end up writing two characters trying to communicate without a shared language. And yeah, I love all the unusual space environment stuff, both IRL and in SW. I don't play around with it as much as I'd like because it's so much easier to default back to standard, known environments, but there's a lot that can be explored with it. I imagine Nnnzzz's community lives closely together in the tunnels and leans on each other for survival, and that trait carries over into Nnnzzz wanting to help the "strange mobile organ." Their differences probably didn't even register to Nnnzzz as criteria for whether or not Nnnzzz should help her-- she was something that needed help, and that was that. Nnnzzz is a better person than I am sometimes.

Thank you! I always enjoy the OC prompts, even if something doesn't come to me to post for them. Thanks a bunch for reading and commenting!

 

I've been meaning to read this story since I saw it mentioned in last year's Fanfic Festival. It took me a while, but here I am at last, and I wasn't disappointed!

I think that what makes this fic work so well is the POV change you mentioned in your opening notes. We know why Volshaka is on the planet and why a ship is sent to recover her, but we never get to see Nnnzzz through her eyes. Instead, we have to go along with Nnnzzz's narrative to find out about the species and the planet, and we only learn as much as is necessary to understand the contrast with a human or at leasr humanoid: the claws, the carapace, a spiked club tail, not particularly large, feeding on minerals, communicating through vibrations in the ground... It's the way these details are delivered even more than the details themselves that convey the sense of alienness, and what maes this even more alien is that this species don't only not have a name for themselves – they actually don't use pronouns, since Nnnzzz always refer to themself as "Nnnzzz", which probably means that there is no such thing as a concept of gender among them.

And yet, even with all this alienness, Nnnzzz and Volshaka somehow manage to establish a rapport of sorts and to communicate enough for Nnnzzz to protect Volshaka, and for Volshaka to ask for Nnnzzz's help to leave the cave complex – but the final scene shows how little they know about each other after this brief encounter. I imagine that the piece of metal that Volshaka left behind was the Rebel insignia, but Nnnzzz has clearly never heard of the Rebellion, or the Empire, or any of it really, so to Nnnzzz it comes across as a tasty snack, even if Nnnzzz chooses to keep it as a memento – because, in the end, this is what the story is about: Nnnzzz finding out that rocks flying out in the sky isn't just a tall tale, but something that actually happens.

Fantastic, fantastic writing @Thumper09. It took me long enough to read this story, but it's definitely a story I'll be revisiting!

 

Fascinating! It makes sense that a culture that is singular to a world would have no name for itself since it's the only one. Great job presenting the POV of the indigenous species encountering a strange being and a strange sky phenomena, i.e., rocks falling from the sky. Very realistic portrayal of the 'language barrier.'