Setsuna returns to Earth pt 1

Standing at the head of the conference table, the Wolfkin captain said, “We have problem. The Earth people know we're here.” He cast a quick glare at Setsuna's mother, Nikiri. “They have been sending us transmissions, asking us to come down and speak with them. We have been ignoring these requests. The question is, will they take our refusal to answer as if we've left, or possibly take it that we are hostile and begin searching for us intently?”
Nikiri told him, “When Setsuna landed, she found Earth humans helped her and helped protect her. She made a few friends in her visit. It is my belief if we answer and treat them well, it will help our relationship with them and possibly lead to cooperation and us finding out more about them.”
“Nonsense!” The navigator stated. “It is well documented how violent Humans are!”
Mr. B offered, “I met the ones who Setsuna was with. Yes, they were wary, but not violent. They were happy someone came to retrieve Setsuna.”
The Communications officer said, “The transmissions I've been getting were offers to meet and greed and possibly understand each other. Look at if from the human perspective. They know they have an alien craft in orbit, and they may be getting nervous about us. Meeting with them, we can show them we are here for scientific study only and will not harm them.”
“Our mission was to monitor, record and stay hidden,” The First Officer stated. “Since we have been discovered, we should break orbit and leave.”
“I agree” the navigator announced. “It is not safe to stay near this planet now they know we are here.”
“Since when has space flight in general been safe?” Mr. B asked. “We all knew from the time we left, that anything could have happened to us on the way. Even where we are now, in orbit around Earth, we're constantly dodging satellites and the occasional rocket they send up. THINK people! The more we learn, the better understanding and more information we'll have to return home with.”
“And if they become violent?” the first officer asked.
“If they become violent, we immediately break orbit and head for home,” The captain said firmly, “No matter who is where.”
The communications officer asked, “Even if we have people on the ground?”
“Yes,” the captain stated.
“I vote we send a small group down to talk to the humans,” Nikiri said.
The captain eyed her. “This is not a democracy! I gathered this meeting to get opinions, not to collect votes!”
Mr. B raised his paws up. “What are we doing here?” he asked. “We came to collect all the information we could on Earth and humans. If we leave, that won't happen. If we don't talk to them, there may be vital information we're not getting.”
The navigator pointed a claw at him. “Then YOU go down and talk to them! If we send a transmission, they may be able to track us.”
Mr. B eye him. “Fine! I'll go. Captain, request permission to go to the surface.”
“I'm going with him,” Nikiri stated.
“I have not yet given permission for anyone to go,” the captain stated.
“What are you afraid of?” Nikiri asked. “We take my shuttle, launch and contact Earth and ask permission to land. Wether or not they let us, the transmission will not be coming from this ship. The ship will remain safe, the hazard will be all ours.”
Mr. B nodded. “That should satisfy everyone with very small or no genitalia.”
All the other officers glared at him. He looked around at them. “What?”
The captain's voice came out in a growl. “I suppose to maintain our current mission, that would be the best solution. No matter what happens to Officer Nikiri and her scout ship, our ship will be safe an we can record the level of violence the humans respond with. Nikiri, you may launch. Stay in stealth until you are far from our ship, then uncloak and announce yourself.”
“Mr. B?” Nikiri asked.
“I'll go make sure our ship's ready to go. You know Setsuna will want to come.”
Nikiri sighed. “Yes she will. I'll go get her.”
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“We're going back down?” Setsuna asked, her tail swishing in joy. Her paws clenched in front of her. “Can I see Coco, Hanna and their friends?”
Nikiri shrugged. “We'll see. Since we will be announcing ourselves to Earth, I'm sure they will have a place they want us to land at.”
“Ohhh, I want to go get General Zso's chicken again! That was soooo good!” Setsuna said bouncing in place. “And Mom, you need to hear
Earth music! Coco sings really good and there's all kinds of music they play. It'll make you feel like dancing!”
“Let's get down there first,” Nikira said firmly, hoping to dull her excitement a bit. By her look, it didn't help. “Get packed, if we get to land, we're going to be down there for a while.”
Setsuna nodded and raced to her room. She made sure she brought the 'cell phone' she'd acquired on Earth.
Nikiri went down to help Mr. B with the preflight checks. She no more than got to the hanger when Setsuna raced by, her sack of belongings over
her shoulder. She watched Setsuna practically race up the ladder and into the ship. Yeah, she was just a bit excited.
Once they were ready, Nikiri piloted them out under stealth. She flew out a little farter in the same direction of satellites and once they were over the pacific ocean, she turned the stealth systems off.
“Wow,” Mr. B said raising an eyebrow, “We got six different radars banging on us. They know we're here.”
Nikiri picked up her coms. “Earth, this is Nikiri Okami, Wolfkin visiting your planet. May we break orbit and come down to the surface?”
The reply came a moment later. “This is NASA flight control in Houston. Welcome! We have your track. An escort is being launched to come meet you in atmo. They will guide you to Nellis Air Force base. We heard about your brief appearance in London. The pod your crew
member landed in is there if you wish to retrieve it.”
“That was easy,” Mr. B noted.
Nikiri replied, “Thank you Houston, beginning decent. We should be in thicker atmosphere at 60,000 feet within fifteen minutes.”
Instead of the slow, stealth entry, Nikiri just plummeted down, letting the flame of their entry flail out around them. In a few minutes, they were in thicker atmosphere and slowed down to under mach 2. Nikiri let them drop down to 60,000 and kept slowing until they were only going just under mach 1.
“Got two contacts approaching dead ahead. Look like those fighter planes,” Mr. B said.
Shortly a pair of planes zipped past them to their right. A coms came in.
“Escort one here, was that a space shuttle?”
“Escort 2 here, where'd they dig that thing up from?”
Nikiri keyed her com. “Wolfkin scout here. We saw what you used for orbital flight, so we copied the look so we'd be less noticeable.”
With a chuckle, a reply came. “Escort 1 here, you're a couple decades behind. It's been years since we used those. We're catching up. Slow to 400 Knots.”
“Escort 1, I am not familiar with that terminology. Wolfkin scout slowing. Tell me when I'm going the correct speed.”
In another couple minutes the planes came up beside them on either side. “That's good, Wolfkin scout. Escort 1 will lead the way. Just follow me.”
“Escort 2 is moving behind us,” Mr. B noted.
Nikiri let Escort 1 lead and kept up with him. She also noticed Setsuna was up in between their seats, watching.
“Shouldn't you be still strapped in?” Nikiri said with a strong hint.
“All the rough manuvers are done for now, aren't they?” Setsuna asked.
Mr. B stated, “When you assume you make an ass out of yourself. Strap in!”
“Ugh,” Setsuna groaned and went back to her seat.
Bringing up a map of Earth ground. Mr. B located Nellis Air Force base. He brought the base into closeup. Looking at the runways, he got on the coms. “Escort 1, Wolfkin scout, do you know which runway we'll be landing at, and where we're supposed to park?”
“Not yet, Wolfkin scout. We should be getting that information shortly.”
Right after they flew over the west coast, landing instructions came in. Mr. B noted the runway and the hanger number they were to park in. He showed Nikiri where she had to go.
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General Packer stood near the hanger with his men and several reporters and cameramen as they waited for a real, alien spacecraft to arrive. Noting their excitement, General Packer smirked.
“General, can you tell us when they are to arrive?” a reporter asked.
General Packer grinned. “In about five minutes, they are making final approach. I hope you're not expecting some silver flying saucer. By what our pilots reported, these Wolfkin wanted to look like a ship they'd seen from our orbital craft so the duplicated an old space shuttle.”
“But, it is a rel space ship?”
“Of course. How to you think they got here?” Looking off into the sky, he nodded and said, “Here they come.”
All camera turned to the sky past the end of the runway. Two fighter planes flew off to the side. As he said the shape of an old space shuttle came on, lowering down at it approached. There was no tip to it, it came down flat. It passed low over the runway. Everyone was expecting the landing gear to lower. The ship slowed as it came on 20 feet above the runway. A low hum came from the craft. Slowing to below any flight speed, it didn't drop. Nor did the landing gear lower. Jaws dropped as it came to a stop even with the hanger. It then pivoted, hanging in the air and backed up towards the hanger.
“That isn't a real space shuttle,” A Captain said.
Only when the Wolfkin ship was just outside the hanger, did it stop in the air. The landing gear came down, then it landed and backed into the
hanger. All the cameramen and reporters rushed over to keep their sights on it.
The Admiral strode into the hanger with his officers, guards made a living fence to keep the reporters out.
A ladder dropped out of the bottom of the craft behind the front landing gear. The first figure slid down the ladder. With no helmet on, they could all see the white fur of the wolf looking head and a more or less human face The figure pulled something behind him and a long white fluffy tail appeared and wagged a bit. He was about six feet tall. The next one down was slightly shorter, again no helmet and another wolf headed form. The third one that came down was shorter, maybe five five, They also released their tails. The shortest one waved with a smile.
The middle one came forward and nodded to the General. “I am Nikiri Okami. This is my husband, Mr. B, and this is my daughter, Setsuna.”
General Packer smiled and extended his hand. “I'm Genral Lewis Packer, This is Captain Freeman, and Lt. Jackson. Welcome to Earth, Nikiri Okami.”
Cameras caught it when they shook hand to paw.
Nikiri looked at all the cameras and asked, “May I speak to them?”
Packer motions and said, “Yes, of course.”
All the microphones pointed as Nikiri as she approached them just behind the line of guards. She nodded to them. “Greetings, humans. In case you are wondering why I can speak your English, We have been orbiting your planet for six of your years, nearly seven, collecting all the data we could. We also studied your languages so when we did come down we were able to communicate effectively. I am sure you have questions for me?”
They all stared asking at once, so Nikiri pointed to one of them. “You.”
The woman reported beamed, “I see you have your husband and daughter with you. Do you usually bring families on your trips through the stars?”
“It was a long trip,” Nikiri replied. “Setsuna was born on the way here. Mr. B and I were much younger when we started out. You would call us teenagers then. As I have studied your planet's trips around your sun, I would be about 50 of your years old now. The same with Mr. B.”
A man quickly asked, “Why do you call your husband Mr. B?”
“That is his name, what he prefers to be called.”
Hands when up this time, Nikita pointed to another man.
That reporter said, “From sources, I understand that Setsuna had landed on Earth before in the London area. Is that true?”
Nikiri grinned. “It is. She accidentally ejected herself when she was doing maintenance in an escape pod. She's learned to be more careful.”
That got some chuckles out of the reporters.
“As it turned out,” Nikiri added, “That was a happy accident. From the communications we received, your broadcasts that do reach out of your solar system, we had been sure humans were a violent and warlike race that enjoyed constant fighting. Setsuna landing on Earth and finding friends who stayed by her made us realize that not all humans were like that, and it was possible we wouldn't be killed upon making contact.” She then pointed to another reporter.
That woman said, “Your craft looks like one of our old space shuttles, but by what we saw when it came in, it sure doesn't fly like one.”
“Indeed, it doesn't,” Nikiri agreed. "Our craft does have things like inertial dampeners, a limited energy field and anti gravity coils, which are a modified form of time displacement units. From what I know, truly understanding space-time is still new to your race.”
The next reporter asked, “Will you help our scientists improve their knowledge?”
Nikiri winced. “That is a tricky subject. Understand that before one uses any tech, they must fully understand how it works and not just the theory. Much harm can come from attempting to use anything you partially understand.”
“Does your military work like ours? With ranks and divisions of responsibilities?”
Nikiri shook her head. “We don't have militaries. If you are speaking of job specialties, yes we have those. For instance, I focused mainly on piloting, command responsibilities and navigation. Mr. B focuses on engineering, medical and navigation. Setsuna has yet to pick a field to focus her studies on.”
A woman she picked asked, “Does your species have marriages? I mean dedicated one male, one female relationships?”
“If you mean do we pick out mates? Yes, for life.”
General Packer raised a hand and announced. “People! I understand we all have a million questions for Mrs. Okami, but they do need to
get settled, so I'd like to have a question and answer period tomorrow with the press. Main conference room in the admin building.”
Nikiri waved. “We'll see you tomorrow.”
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Getting settled was easy, the hanger door was shut and after a shot discussion, Nikiri was going to keep her family in the hanger and on their ship. General Packer left two guards inside the hanger to be sure they weren't disturbed. He also offered any food and services they would need. He also reminded Nikiri that scientists were going to want to study their ship. Nikiri and Mr. B went with him. They told Setsuna to behave herself.
Not knowing what to do while they were gone, Setsuna noticed one guard was looking at her. The other looked bored. No wanting to be bored herself, she went over to the one watching her. He saw her coming, blushed and looked away.
“Hi, I'm Setsuna,” she said brightly.
He looked back at her. “Kevin,” he replied, still blushed.
Setsuna eyed him. “Kevin, are you hot or something. Your face is kinda red.”
“Ahh, no... maybe.” he offered weakly.
“Did you have some Genral Tso's chicken? I know that makes me feel warm,” she offered.
The other guard said, “He thinks you're cute.”
Setsuna glanced at the other guard briefly, then back to Kevin. “Really? I'm just me. You think I'm cute?”
Kevin shifted in place. “Yeah, it's just, I mean, with your fur and that tail … you just look nice.”
“Thank you!” Setsuna beamed. Tipping her head slightly she studied him and said, “You know, I think you're kinda cute too. Not enough fur, but your smooth skin looks nice. You're cheeks are getting redder.”
The other guard laughed. “Kevin there is afraid of girls.”
Kevin frowned. “I am not!”
“Are too.”
“Am not, most girls are just plain looking.”
“Yeah, so what's so special about Setsuna here?”
Focusing on the other guard, Kevin said, “Just look at her! Those ears just look too damn cute, don't you think? I mean yeah, she's got
plenty of fur but her face is really cute too. I also think she probably has better tits than most girls I've seen!”
Setsuna eyed him. “What are tits?”
Kevin spun his head back to gape at her, flushed deeper realizing what he said and mumbled, “Nothing.”
The other guard laughed. “He means your breasts, you know, knockers, boobs, those rounded things on your chest?”
Setsuna looked at him then down at herself. Pointing to herself, she asked, “You think these are cute too?”
Squirming in place Kevin looked away. “I mean, all of you is cute,” he offered.
“Really? Even my tail?” she asked and turned around to wag her tail at him.
“You're going to make him pass out,” the other guard said.
“Shut up, John!” Kevin barked.
John grinned, pursing his lips. “Kevin, just tell her she's hot.”
Setsuna eyed him. "No, I'm not hot, the temperature in here is fine.”
John chuckled. “I mean, Kevin there thinks you're sexually desirable.”
Setsuna looked at Kevin. He flushed deeper. “Are we getting relieved soon?” he asked with a groan.
Setsuna thought briefly. “We have a station for that on the ship. I can take you in so you can relieve yourself if you want.”
Kevin stared at her. John laughed out loud. A belly laugh. Kevin frowned at him, then looked back at Setsuna.
Trying to figure out why Kevin looked uncomfortable, She offered, “You can ask me anything you want, I don't mind.”
The way his mouth opened and shut without saying anything made Setsuna think he was nervous about her. “You like my fur?” she asked.
Kevin nodded, she she leaned closer. “You can touch it if you want.”
Kevin swallowed. He reached up and gently pet the side of her head. “Wow, that's soft,” he whispered.
“Ohh, behind the ear. Give me a scratch?” she asked leaning towards him.
Kevin did. He also seemed to know just how hard to scratch. “Ohh, yeah, like that!” she said eagerly. Her tail began wagging.
Mesmerized by the soft feel of her fur, Kevin scratched each ear, then rubbed the inside gently to feel the fleshy inside. Setsuna's eyes half closed. '”Mmmm, that feels nice,” she said in a low pur.
Kevin felt his pants tightening up.
Just then, Setsuna's communicator cam to life. “Setsuna! Have a guard show you to the mess hall, we're going to have lunch.”
Setsuna frowned. “At a messsy hall?” she asked.
John chuckled. “That's what we call the cafeteria. You better go show her where to go, Kevin.”
Kevin nodded. “Right, Come on Setsuna, follow me.”
Setsuna walked beside him up the hallway. “This place isn't gross messy, is it?”
Kevin grinned. “No, it's just what they call it. Military has strange words for things.”
“Good.” she stated, then eyed him. “Why is the fur you got so short?”
He grinned again. “We have to cut our hair and shave.”
“Shave?”
He rubbed his face. “Yeah, shave all our facial hair off.”
Setsuna frowned. “That's mean!”
“It's required,” he replied with a shrug.
Setsun frowned. “Someone tries to shave all my fur off, I'll bite'em!”
Kevin stared at her. Setsuna opened her mouth in a snarl and growled. “No shaving me!”
Seeing the size of her canines, he agreed, “I doubt anyone is going to try to shave you.”
“Well, in London, I did get my knees shaved.”
“Why your knees?”
“Hanna said to look more human when we walked around town,” she explained.
“That worked? I mean, what about your tail? That kinda sticks out there.”
“I put it up under the long raincoat I had. No one saw it until I was eating General Tso's chicken. Eating that, my tail started wagging all by itself. I was sitting down so no one noticed.” she explained.
“I take it your tail wags when you're happy?”
“Yeah, and at times, it betrays me,”
Kevin had a good chuckle at that. “Ahh, it's an emotional indicator?”
“Yeah.” Setsuna agreed. “You can call it that. I call it traitor.”
Kevin grinned. He guided her into the mess hall and showed her how to grab a tray and silverware, then led her through the line. He guided her on what was good and what wasn't. After they got through the line, another guard by a door said,” Setsuna Okami? Your mother said to eat in here with the officers.”
Setsuna took a step and noticed Kevin didn't follow. “Well, come on,” she prodded.
He shook his head. “I can't go in there. That's for officers only.”
She frowned at him.
“I have to eat out here with everyone else.”
Setsuna didn't think that was right. “Then I will too.” she decided.
“Setsuna, you need to...” the other guard started.
She snapped her head to him. “I'm eating out here with Kevin! You got a problem with that?” she asked in a hard tone.
“No Ma'am.” He said weakly.
She eyed him them asked Kevin, “Where do you want to sit?”
Setsuna had a fun lunch with Kevin. He had a collection of 'CD's, disks that played music. She found out they both liked the band Aerosmith. Funny name, because none of the band could fly themselves in the air or make anything that flew. Kevin thought that was hilarious. He also liked blues, and was impressed she'd not only met Coco, but stayed in her apartment in London the last time she was on Earth.
“Speaking of Coco,” Setsuna said and pulled out her cell phone. Seeing Kevin watch her, she explained, “I promised to call her if I got back to Earth.”
Kevin's eyes widened. “You have her phone number?”
Setsuna nodded. She paused then said, “Hi Coco, It's Setsuna, I'm back! … Oh you were told? … You're coming here? We're at an air
base called Nellis …” She looked at Kevin. “Could you tell Coco how to get here? She's on a plane, on her way.”
Kevin sported a wide smile. He was going to personally talk to the famous Jazz singer Coco!
Nikiri told him, “When Setsuna landed, she found Earth humans helped her and helped protect her. She made a few friends in her visit. It is my belief if we answer and treat them well, it will help our relationship with them and possibly lead to cooperation and us finding out more about them.”
“Nonsense!” The navigator stated. “It is well documented how violent Humans are!”
Mr. B offered, “I met the ones who Setsuna was with. Yes, they were wary, but not violent. They were happy someone came to retrieve Setsuna.”
The Communications officer said, “The transmissions I've been getting were offers to meet and greed and possibly understand each other. Look at if from the human perspective. They know they have an alien craft in orbit, and they may be getting nervous about us. Meeting with them, we can show them we are here for scientific study only and will not harm them.”
“Our mission was to monitor, record and stay hidden,” The First Officer stated. “Since we have been discovered, we should break orbit and leave.”
“I agree” the navigator announced. “It is not safe to stay near this planet now they know we are here.”
“Since when has space flight in general been safe?” Mr. B asked. “We all knew from the time we left, that anything could have happened to us on the way. Even where we are now, in orbit around Earth, we're constantly dodging satellites and the occasional rocket they send up. THINK people! The more we learn, the better understanding and more information we'll have to return home with.”
“And if they become violent?” the first officer asked.
“If they become violent, we immediately break orbit and head for home,” The captain said firmly, “No matter who is where.”
The communications officer asked, “Even if we have people on the ground?”
“Yes,” the captain stated.
“I vote we send a small group down to talk to the humans,” Nikiri said.
The captain eyed her. “This is not a democracy! I gathered this meeting to get opinions, not to collect votes!”
Mr. B raised his paws up. “What are we doing here?” he asked. “We came to collect all the information we could on Earth and humans. If we leave, that won't happen. If we don't talk to them, there may be vital information we're not getting.”
The navigator pointed a claw at him. “Then YOU go down and talk to them! If we send a transmission, they may be able to track us.”
Mr. B eye him. “Fine! I'll go. Captain, request permission to go to the surface.”
“I'm going with him,” Nikiri stated.
“I have not yet given permission for anyone to go,” the captain stated.
“What are you afraid of?” Nikiri asked. “We take my shuttle, launch and contact Earth and ask permission to land. Wether or not they let us, the transmission will not be coming from this ship. The ship will remain safe, the hazard will be all ours.”
Mr. B nodded. “That should satisfy everyone with very small or no genitalia.”
All the other officers glared at him. He looked around at them. “What?”
The captain's voice came out in a growl. “I suppose to maintain our current mission, that would be the best solution. No matter what happens to Officer Nikiri and her scout ship, our ship will be safe an we can record the level of violence the humans respond with. Nikiri, you may launch. Stay in stealth until you are far from our ship, then uncloak and announce yourself.”
“Mr. B?” Nikiri asked.
“I'll go make sure our ship's ready to go. You know Setsuna will want to come.”
Nikiri sighed. “Yes she will. I'll go get her.”
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“We're going back down?” Setsuna asked, her tail swishing in joy. Her paws clenched in front of her. “Can I see Coco, Hanna and their friends?”
Nikiri shrugged. “We'll see. Since we will be announcing ourselves to Earth, I'm sure they will have a place they want us to land at.”
“Ohhh, I want to go get General Zso's chicken again! That was soooo good!” Setsuna said bouncing in place. “And Mom, you need to hear
Earth music! Coco sings really good and there's all kinds of music they play. It'll make you feel like dancing!”
“Let's get down there first,” Nikira said firmly, hoping to dull her excitement a bit. By her look, it didn't help. “Get packed, if we get to land, we're going to be down there for a while.”
Setsuna nodded and raced to her room. She made sure she brought the 'cell phone' she'd acquired on Earth.
Nikiri went down to help Mr. B with the preflight checks. She no more than got to the hanger when Setsuna raced by, her sack of belongings over
her shoulder. She watched Setsuna practically race up the ladder and into the ship. Yeah, she was just a bit excited.
Once they were ready, Nikiri piloted them out under stealth. She flew out a little farter in the same direction of satellites and once they were over the pacific ocean, she turned the stealth systems off.
“Wow,” Mr. B said raising an eyebrow, “We got six different radars banging on us. They know we're here.”
Nikiri picked up her coms. “Earth, this is Nikiri Okami, Wolfkin visiting your planet. May we break orbit and come down to the surface?”
The reply came a moment later. “This is NASA flight control in Houston. Welcome! We have your track. An escort is being launched to come meet you in atmo. They will guide you to Nellis Air Force base. We heard about your brief appearance in London. The pod your crew
member landed in is there if you wish to retrieve it.”
“That was easy,” Mr. B noted.
Nikiri replied, “Thank you Houston, beginning decent. We should be in thicker atmosphere at 60,000 feet within fifteen minutes.”
Instead of the slow, stealth entry, Nikiri just plummeted down, letting the flame of their entry flail out around them. In a few minutes, they were in thicker atmosphere and slowed down to under mach 2. Nikiri let them drop down to 60,000 and kept slowing until they were only going just under mach 1.
“Got two contacts approaching dead ahead. Look like those fighter planes,” Mr. B said.
Shortly a pair of planes zipped past them to their right. A coms came in.
“Escort one here, was that a space shuttle?”
“Escort 2 here, where'd they dig that thing up from?”
Nikiri keyed her com. “Wolfkin scout here. We saw what you used for orbital flight, so we copied the look so we'd be less noticeable.”
With a chuckle, a reply came. “Escort 1 here, you're a couple decades behind. It's been years since we used those. We're catching up. Slow to 400 Knots.”
“Escort 1, I am not familiar with that terminology. Wolfkin scout slowing. Tell me when I'm going the correct speed.”
In another couple minutes the planes came up beside them on either side. “That's good, Wolfkin scout. Escort 1 will lead the way. Just follow me.”
“Escort 2 is moving behind us,” Mr. B noted.
Nikiri let Escort 1 lead and kept up with him. She also noticed Setsuna was up in between their seats, watching.
“Shouldn't you be still strapped in?” Nikiri said with a strong hint.
“All the rough manuvers are done for now, aren't they?” Setsuna asked.
Mr. B stated, “When you assume you make an ass out of yourself. Strap in!”
“Ugh,” Setsuna groaned and went back to her seat.
Bringing up a map of Earth ground. Mr. B located Nellis Air Force base. He brought the base into closeup. Looking at the runways, he got on the coms. “Escort 1, Wolfkin scout, do you know which runway we'll be landing at, and where we're supposed to park?”
“Not yet, Wolfkin scout. We should be getting that information shortly.”
Right after they flew over the west coast, landing instructions came in. Mr. B noted the runway and the hanger number they were to park in. He showed Nikiri where she had to go.
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General Packer stood near the hanger with his men and several reporters and cameramen as they waited for a real, alien spacecraft to arrive. Noting their excitement, General Packer smirked.
“General, can you tell us when they are to arrive?” a reporter asked.
General Packer grinned. “In about five minutes, they are making final approach. I hope you're not expecting some silver flying saucer. By what our pilots reported, these Wolfkin wanted to look like a ship they'd seen from our orbital craft so the duplicated an old space shuttle.”
“But, it is a rel space ship?”
“Of course. How to you think they got here?” Looking off into the sky, he nodded and said, “Here they come.”
All camera turned to the sky past the end of the runway. Two fighter planes flew off to the side. As he said the shape of an old space shuttle came on, lowering down at it approached. There was no tip to it, it came down flat. It passed low over the runway. Everyone was expecting the landing gear to lower. The ship slowed as it came on 20 feet above the runway. A low hum came from the craft. Slowing to below any flight speed, it didn't drop. Nor did the landing gear lower. Jaws dropped as it came to a stop even with the hanger. It then pivoted, hanging in the air and backed up towards the hanger.
“That isn't a real space shuttle,” A Captain said.
Only when the Wolfkin ship was just outside the hanger, did it stop in the air. The landing gear came down, then it landed and backed into the
hanger. All the cameramen and reporters rushed over to keep their sights on it.
The Admiral strode into the hanger with his officers, guards made a living fence to keep the reporters out.
A ladder dropped out of the bottom of the craft behind the front landing gear. The first figure slid down the ladder. With no helmet on, they could all see the white fur of the wolf looking head and a more or less human face The figure pulled something behind him and a long white fluffy tail appeared and wagged a bit. He was about six feet tall. The next one down was slightly shorter, again no helmet and another wolf headed form. The third one that came down was shorter, maybe five five, They also released their tails. The shortest one waved with a smile.
The middle one came forward and nodded to the General. “I am Nikiri Okami. This is my husband, Mr. B, and this is my daughter, Setsuna.”
General Packer smiled and extended his hand. “I'm Genral Lewis Packer, This is Captain Freeman, and Lt. Jackson. Welcome to Earth, Nikiri Okami.”
Cameras caught it when they shook hand to paw.
Nikiri looked at all the cameras and asked, “May I speak to them?”
Packer motions and said, “Yes, of course.”
All the microphones pointed as Nikiri as she approached them just behind the line of guards. She nodded to them. “Greetings, humans. In case you are wondering why I can speak your English, We have been orbiting your planet for six of your years, nearly seven, collecting all the data we could. We also studied your languages so when we did come down we were able to communicate effectively. I am sure you have questions for me?”
They all stared asking at once, so Nikiri pointed to one of them. “You.”
The woman reported beamed, “I see you have your husband and daughter with you. Do you usually bring families on your trips through the stars?”
“It was a long trip,” Nikiri replied. “Setsuna was born on the way here. Mr. B and I were much younger when we started out. You would call us teenagers then. As I have studied your planet's trips around your sun, I would be about 50 of your years old now. The same with Mr. B.”
A man quickly asked, “Why do you call your husband Mr. B?”
“That is his name, what he prefers to be called.”
Hands when up this time, Nikita pointed to another man.
That reporter said, “From sources, I understand that Setsuna had landed on Earth before in the London area. Is that true?”
Nikiri grinned. “It is. She accidentally ejected herself when she was doing maintenance in an escape pod. She's learned to be more careful.”
That got some chuckles out of the reporters.
“As it turned out,” Nikiri added, “That was a happy accident. From the communications we received, your broadcasts that do reach out of your solar system, we had been sure humans were a violent and warlike race that enjoyed constant fighting. Setsuna landing on Earth and finding friends who stayed by her made us realize that not all humans were like that, and it was possible we wouldn't be killed upon making contact.” She then pointed to another reporter.
That woman said, “Your craft looks like one of our old space shuttles, but by what we saw when it came in, it sure doesn't fly like one.”
“Indeed, it doesn't,” Nikiri agreed. "Our craft does have things like inertial dampeners, a limited energy field and anti gravity coils, which are a modified form of time displacement units. From what I know, truly understanding space-time is still new to your race.”
The next reporter asked, “Will you help our scientists improve their knowledge?”
Nikiri winced. “That is a tricky subject. Understand that before one uses any tech, they must fully understand how it works and not just the theory. Much harm can come from attempting to use anything you partially understand.”
“Does your military work like ours? With ranks and divisions of responsibilities?”
Nikiri shook her head. “We don't have militaries. If you are speaking of job specialties, yes we have those. For instance, I focused mainly on piloting, command responsibilities and navigation. Mr. B focuses on engineering, medical and navigation. Setsuna has yet to pick a field to focus her studies on.”
A woman she picked asked, “Does your species have marriages? I mean dedicated one male, one female relationships?”
“If you mean do we pick out mates? Yes, for life.”
General Packer raised a hand and announced. “People! I understand we all have a million questions for Mrs. Okami, but they do need to
get settled, so I'd like to have a question and answer period tomorrow with the press. Main conference room in the admin building.”
Nikiri waved. “We'll see you tomorrow.”
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Getting settled was easy, the hanger door was shut and after a shot discussion, Nikiri was going to keep her family in the hanger and on their ship. General Packer left two guards inside the hanger to be sure they weren't disturbed. He also offered any food and services they would need. He also reminded Nikiri that scientists were going to want to study their ship. Nikiri and Mr. B went with him. They told Setsuna to behave herself.
Not knowing what to do while they were gone, Setsuna noticed one guard was looking at her. The other looked bored. No wanting to be bored herself, she went over to the one watching her. He saw her coming, blushed and looked away.
“Hi, I'm Setsuna,” she said brightly.
He looked back at her. “Kevin,” he replied, still blushed.
Setsuna eyed him. “Kevin, are you hot or something. Your face is kinda red.”
“Ahh, no... maybe.” he offered weakly.
“Did you have some Genral Tso's chicken? I know that makes me feel warm,” she offered.
The other guard said, “He thinks you're cute.”
Setsuna glanced at the other guard briefly, then back to Kevin. “Really? I'm just me. You think I'm cute?”
Kevin shifted in place. “Yeah, it's just, I mean, with your fur and that tail … you just look nice.”
“Thank you!” Setsuna beamed. Tipping her head slightly she studied him and said, “You know, I think you're kinda cute too. Not enough fur, but your smooth skin looks nice. You're cheeks are getting redder.”
The other guard laughed. “Kevin there is afraid of girls.”
Kevin frowned. “I am not!”
“Are too.”
“Am not, most girls are just plain looking.”
“Yeah, so what's so special about Setsuna here?”
Focusing on the other guard, Kevin said, “Just look at her! Those ears just look too damn cute, don't you think? I mean yeah, she's got
plenty of fur but her face is really cute too. I also think she probably has better tits than most girls I've seen!”
Setsuna eyed him. “What are tits?”
Kevin spun his head back to gape at her, flushed deeper realizing what he said and mumbled, “Nothing.”
The other guard laughed. “He means your breasts, you know, knockers, boobs, those rounded things on your chest?”
Setsuna looked at him then down at herself. Pointing to herself, she asked, “You think these are cute too?”
Squirming in place Kevin looked away. “I mean, all of you is cute,” he offered.
“Really? Even my tail?” she asked and turned around to wag her tail at him.
“You're going to make him pass out,” the other guard said.
“Shut up, John!” Kevin barked.
John grinned, pursing his lips. “Kevin, just tell her she's hot.”
Setsuna eyed him. "No, I'm not hot, the temperature in here is fine.”
John chuckled. “I mean, Kevin there thinks you're sexually desirable.”
Setsuna looked at Kevin. He flushed deeper. “Are we getting relieved soon?” he asked with a groan.
Setsuna thought briefly. “We have a station for that on the ship. I can take you in so you can relieve yourself if you want.”
Kevin stared at her. John laughed out loud. A belly laugh. Kevin frowned at him, then looked back at Setsuna.
Trying to figure out why Kevin looked uncomfortable, She offered, “You can ask me anything you want, I don't mind.”
The way his mouth opened and shut without saying anything made Setsuna think he was nervous about her. “You like my fur?” she asked.
Kevin nodded, she she leaned closer. “You can touch it if you want.”
Kevin swallowed. He reached up and gently pet the side of her head. “Wow, that's soft,” he whispered.
“Ohh, behind the ear. Give me a scratch?” she asked leaning towards him.
Kevin did. He also seemed to know just how hard to scratch. “Ohh, yeah, like that!” she said eagerly. Her tail began wagging.
Mesmerized by the soft feel of her fur, Kevin scratched each ear, then rubbed the inside gently to feel the fleshy inside. Setsuna's eyes half closed. '”Mmmm, that feels nice,” she said in a low pur.
Kevin felt his pants tightening up.
Just then, Setsuna's communicator cam to life. “Setsuna! Have a guard show you to the mess hall, we're going to have lunch.”
Setsuna frowned. “At a messsy hall?” she asked.
John chuckled. “That's what we call the cafeteria. You better go show her where to go, Kevin.”
Kevin nodded. “Right, Come on Setsuna, follow me.”
Setsuna walked beside him up the hallway. “This place isn't gross messy, is it?”
Kevin grinned. “No, it's just what they call it. Military has strange words for things.”
“Good.” she stated, then eyed him. “Why is the fur you got so short?”
He grinned again. “We have to cut our hair and shave.”
“Shave?”
He rubbed his face. “Yeah, shave all our facial hair off.”
Setsuna frowned. “That's mean!”
“It's required,” he replied with a shrug.
Setsun frowned. “Someone tries to shave all my fur off, I'll bite'em!”
Kevin stared at her. Setsuna opened her mouth in a snarl and growled. “No shaving me!”
Seeing the size of her canines, he agreed, “I doubt anyone is going to try to shave you.”
“Well, in London, I did get my knees shaved.”
“Why your knees?”
“Hanna said to look more human when we walked around town,” she explained.
“That worked? I mean, what about your tail? That kinda sticks out there.”
“I put it up under the long raincoat I had. No one saw it until I was eating General Tso's chicken. Eating that, my tail started wagging all by itself. I was sitting down so no one noticed.” she explained.
“I take it your tail wags when you're happy?”
“Yeah, and at times, it betrays me,”
Kevin had a good chuckle at that. “Ahh, it's an emotional indicator?”
“Yeah.” Setsuna agreed. “You can call it that. I call it traitor.”
Kevin grinned. He guided her into the mess hall and showed her how to grab a tray and silverware, then led her through the line. He guided her on what was good and what wasn't. After they got through the line, another guard by a door said,” Setsuna Okami? Your mother said to eat in here with the officers.”
Setsuna took a step and noticed Kevin didn't follow. “Well, come on,” she prodded.
He shook his head. “I can't go in there. That's for officers only.”
She frowned at him.
“I have to eat out here with everyone else.”
Setsuna didn't think that was right. “Then I will too.” she decided.
“Setsuna, you need to...” the other guard started.
She snapped her head to him. “I'm eating out here with Kevin! You got a problem with that?” she asked in a hard tone.
“No Ma'am.” He said weakly.
She eyed him them asked Kevin, “Where do you want to sit?”
Setsuna had a fun lunch with Kevin. He had a collection of 'CD's, disks that played music. She found out they both liked the band Aerosmith. Funny name, because none of the band could fly themselves in the air or make anything that flew. Kevin thought that was hilarious. He also liked blues, and was impressed she'd not only met Coco, but stayed in her apartment in London the last time she was on Earth.
“Speaking of Coco,” Setsuna said and pulled out her cell phone. Seeing Kevin watch her, she explained, “I promised to call her if I got back to Earth.”
Kevin's eyes widened. “You have her phone number?”
Setsuna nodded. She paused then said, “Hi Coco, It's Setsuna, I'm back! … Oh you were told? … You're coming here? We're at an air
base called Nellis …” She looked at Kevin. “Could you tell Coco how to get here? She's on a plane, on her way.”
Kevin sported a wide smile. He was going to personally talk to the famous Jazz singer Coco!






