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gave her a squeeze. Kyra had remained silent on purpose, and knew she was playing the role of the timid human scared stiff by her recent run-in with the law perfectly when they all turned to look at her with gentle, sorry gazes.
Tuka stepped closer and put a hand on her shoulder to draw her eyes up to meet his. Kyra did, and she was chilled to the bone by what she found there. Tuka had a hardened stare and a vast degree of iciness to him that shone out from behind his piercing blue eyes regardless of his sorrowful front, and his shaved head only added to the intimidating look he seemed to effortlessly suit. He smiled, but it was clearly forced. “It’s okay, Kiki. I bet you were scared, but you know now just how strong you need to be to stand up to them. They’re ruling our planet through totalitarian methods, but masquerading behind the pretense that they came here to save our species. You’ll learn the truth very soon, and you’ll be better off for it,” he told her, and leaned in so close she wondered if he might kiss her cheek, but then seemed to think better of it. Instead, he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear. “Will you stay after the meeting’s finished? I’d like to introduce you to some more of my colleagues.”
“It’d be our pleasure,” Kyra answered him, and his satisfied smile made her want to vomit. There was something incredibly off about Tuka, and she was quite sure she didn’t want to end up alone with him any time in the near future. He reeked of affluence and power, but there was something else there, and she wondered if he might have his fingers in some very dark and dangerous pies as well as a high standing among the rebels.
When it was clear everyone who’d wanted to attend had arrived, Tuka and another man she hadn’t seen before stood before the crowd of what Kyra estimated to be around forty humans. The pair welcomed them all, and then Tuka began quietly outlining why they’d been requested to attend.
“Many of you were personally invited here tonight, but others were clever enough to follow the trail of crumbs we laid out, so well done. Regardless of how you came to be here—we’re incredibly glad you did. I have an important question I like to ask the people I meet nowadays, and it’s simply…how’s life? Any who answer with a, ‘good, thank you,’ or similar response are not worth my time, but any who check over their shoulders before answering me honestly, they’re who I’m looking for. All of you were the latter. You appreciate the truth and have expressed your agreement in our beliefs that we’ve been conditioned to follow these aliens blindly. So many of us believed the propaganda they’ve fed us about why they’re here and what they want from us, but it’s all crap. We’re here to both enlighten you, and to ask for your help,” Tuka told the gathering. He was unmistakably a force of nature, silencing the crowd while alluring them with his rousing speech, and Kyra had to admit, he was impressive.
She leaned into Gage’s hold even more, and he held onto her tighter. She hated hearing the blasphemous words that were pouring out of the man’s mouth, but also despised how they also made fundamental sense. She’d raised concerns of the same nature to Thrayke once upon a time ago, and knew for sure now that the rebels really were targeting a more shrewd selection of the human population with talk of how they knew better. The new breed of rebels evidently counted on their ability to question the things that seemed out of place, and they were keen on utilizing that rare quality.
Murmurs of agreement echoed all around them, and for appearances sake, Kyra looked up into Gage’s face and nodded to him. When she looked back to the front of the crowd, she saw Tuka watching them, and was certain by the self-assured look on his face that they had him fooled.
“We mean to seek out the truths hidden from our race and then bring them to light. We need you in
Tuka stepped closer and put a hand on her shoulder to draw her eyes up to meet his. Kyra did, and she was chilled to the bone by what she found there. Tuka had a hardened stare and a vast degree of iciness to him that shone out from behind his piercing blue eyes regardless of his sorrowful front, and his shaved head only added to the intimidating look he seemed to effortlessly suit. He smiled, but it was clearly forced. “It’s okay, Kiki. I bet you were scared, but you know now just how strong you need to be to stand up to them. They’re ruling our planet through totalitarian methods, but masquerading behind the pretense that they came here to save our species. You’ll learn the truth very soon, and you’ll be better off for it,” he told her, and leaned in so close she wondered if he might kiss her cheek, but then seemed to think better of it. Instead, he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear. “Will you stay after the meeting’s finished? I’d like to introduce you to some more of my colleagues.”
“It’d be our pleasure,” Kyra answered him, and his satisfied smile made her want to vomit. There was something incredibly off about Tuka, and she was quite sure she didn’t want to end up alone with him any time in the near future. He reeked of affluence and power, but there was something else there, and she wondered if he might have his fingers in some very dark and dangerous pies as well as a high standing among the rebels.
When it was clear everyone who’d wanted to attend had arrived, Tuka and another man she hadn’t seen before stood before the crowd of what Kyra estimated to be around forty humans. The pair welcomed them all, and then Tuka began quietly outlining why they’d been requested to attend.
“Many of you were personally invited here tonight, but others were clever enough to follow the trail of crumbs we laid out, so well done. Regardless of how you came to be here—we’re incredibly glad you did. I have an important question I like to ask the people I meet nowadays, and it’s simply…how’s life? Any who answer with a, ‘good, thank you,’ or similar response are not worth my time, but any who check over their shoulders before answering me honestly, they’re who I’m looking for. All of you were the latter. You appreciate the truth and have expressed your agreement in our beliefs that we’ve been conditioned to follow these aliens blindly. So many of us believed the propaganda they’ve fed us about why they’re here and what they want from us, but it’s all crap. We’re here to both enlighten you, and to ask for your help,” Tuka told the gathering. He was unmistakably a force of nature, silencing the crowd while alluring them with his rousing speech, and Kyra had to admit, he was impressive.
She leaned into Gage’s hold even more, and he held onto her tighter. She hated hearing the blasphemous words that were pouring out of the man’s mouth, but also despised how they also made fundamental sense. She’d raised concerns of the same nature to Thrayke once upon a time ago, and knew for sure now that the rebels really were targeting a more shrewd selection of the human population with talk of how they knew better. The new breed of rebels evidently counted on their ability to question the things that seemed out of place, and they were keen on utilizing that rare quality.
Murmurs of agreement echoed all around them, and for appearances sake, Kyra looked up into Gage’s face and nodded to him. When she looked back to the front of the crowd, she saw Tuka watching them, and was certain by the self-assured look on his face that they had him fooled.
“We mean to seek out the truths hidden from our race and then bring them to light. We need you in
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