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The Perennial Migration


The year is 3010, the human race divided; the new breed living inside the World Administration dome network and outside the older breed. A pandemic, broken out throughout the dome network by a corrosion in the citizens’ wrist chips, is causing the planet to die. Whether the outbreak was accidental or intentional, either way the reptilian race stood to gain from such an apocalypse. With most metal resources now the property of the World Administration, survival of man, beast and plant will depend on such life forms working together; and the leniency of our galaxy controllers.


The vendor continued to speak, but now in his own non-obstructed dialect “Kern, we reptilianss are ssenssitive when it comess our given namess! It is ‘Larsst’.”
Kern reacted sharp, wanting to avoid angering his guest in any form and said “I’m sorry, yes a name is important I must admit.”
He attempted the vendor’s name again, remembering to make a hissing sound with the ‘ss’ and wait before ending the name with a ‘tut’ sound for the ‘t’; said “Larsst.”
Larsst nodded his scaled head to show Kern’s effort pleased him. For the few humans who may have had any doings with reptilians, they saw them eating just a variety of bugs and insects. The reptilians wanted humans to see them eating this dietary. It hid the truth as they had an appetite for human organs – but such meals are treated as a
delicatessen and getting stock remained discreet. The news covered regular reports on people who had gone missing and never found. Kern always ensured that his dinner guest had no cause for complaint and gestured with an open arm, pointing to the dining table and spread of shiny human body organs.
Larsst now made a purring sound from his throat as he went to the table and impaled his chosen meal with his claws. Before eating, he first took his time with smelling the pieces of organ. With a slight grin and movement of his drooling forked tongue, Larsst signalled his delight with what his dinner host offered. Kern recalled that reptilians
deemed it most impertinent to be disturbed during a meal. He poured himself a drink and waited for his guest to finish his disgusting eating ritual – one which he wished not to watch. After Larsst had finished licking his claws clean with his tongue, Kern now proceeded with the conversation. Because unlike fellow human guests, with reptilians the niceties such as asking if the meal had met expectations could be spared.


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