Kraikiran-Rissan Event Update #2 [@Keyguyperson]

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY PEOPLE?" The strange thing before Kinnikara started screaming in its unworldly voice as soon as it'd climbed out of its cryogenic pod, expecting to see her new home. Before that, she had been dreaming her life over and over for 17 decades, with real dreams in between lifetimes. Needless to say, the transition from familiar memories and old hope to the alien before her wasn't smooth. Petrified with shock, it didn't dare even make a sound. And the thing, the alien, didn't like that either. Before she knew it, the alien had reached for its old-tech weapon and fired at her cryogenic neighbour, who happens to be her mother. Kinnikara was too shocked to even say anything, and all she did was to cup her eardrums with her taloned four-fingered hands when it happened, "You'd better give me a response right the fuck now or you'll get a bullet just like that inside of your goddamned brain!"

The reality struck Kinnikara faster than consciousness did. They'd journeyed together through lightyears and three decades (at least that's what she last knew) only for her mother to die in an instant. Feeling faint, Kinnikara's legs and wings weakened. Bluish tears welled up in her four reddish eyes, turning them purple, and Kinnikara cawed sadly after her mother. She covered her eyes and slumped down the foot of her cryogenic pod in tears, which were actually Kraikiran blood; Kraikirans cry blood as a physiological effect of expressing sadness.

Despite being only slightly shorter than the horrifying, featherless and wingless alien that threatened her (standing at 1.6m), Kinnikara was only 13 and terrified, naked, wet, cold and vulnerable.

Her cryogenic pod, unknown to the Rissans, had displayed these infos outright with pictures; A small head with undeveloped beak and features, a book with simple alphabets were printed on the pod, indicating that she was but a child and a student. Her mother was described by a mature looking head with long feathers and a large beak, and a picture of some kind of a syringe with a pair of abstract wings on each side. The alien had killed the very person who might have been able to free the captive Rissans. It was just unfortunate, that even such seemingly simple pictures meant for colonists suffering from amnesia caused by extended hypersleep would still be nearly undecipherable to aliens from another planet.

As the sleeper ship loomed closer to its destination planet, the ship was beginning to come to life. Androids and robots were being released to clean and prepare the ship. Many were service bots, meant to assist the colonists. The lobbies at the main exits of the ship lit up with a strange choral music being played. Holographic sky-dancers filled the air with artificial clouds and spotlights, made possible by the cavernous insides of the ship. Announcements were also being played. To an alien, however, it would all just be weird noises and gibberish resembling intelligent and long bird calls. Greeter androids were released into the lobbies, which could dispense food (saccharide and protein cubes) and water for both Kraikirans and their pets. Unfortunately, they would identify Rissans as pets, and would treat them as such. Hostile action would probably result in the androids attempting to put the 'pets' in the pound.