Character Meme

[amberfocus]

Okay, I think I did this meme about a year ago, but I've written a lot more stuff since then, so I thought I'd give it a whirl now that I've got a bit of time.  And because I no longer have writer's block and will need to break up the massive amounts of writing I will be doing in the next four days with something lighter.  So anyway, the meme:

Pick a character that I have written, or that you know I have substantial headcanon about, and ask any five questions about him/her. Be sure to specify whether you would like responses to be OOC (responding as the writer) or IC (responding as the character).
 

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[amberfocus.livejournal.com]

1. Where are you from?

A planet in the constellation your people call Kasterborrus. It's in the same solar system that the man you knew as James Lumin was from. It's the second planet from our star, whereas Luekos is the fifth. We didn't have a name for it. Naming things is a rather alien concept to us. We simply refer to it as place of origin and have a concept of it's position in the universe around us. We didn't name each other, either. As a telepathic race we simply knew who we were communicating with. But I've accepted the name Caelum for use here on Earth.

2. Tell me more about your species.

We don't have a language of our own. We communicate in thoughts, images, concepts that are related directly mind to mind in a sort of musical, harmonic mishmash of sounds. I can communicate with humans, can speak in their language directly into their minds, if necessary. I don't like to do that, though. Their minds are small and my thoughts are large. It is...limiting. We like drifting on the solar winds of our star. It is how we play. We move through space by concentrating on the position in the universe of the place we want to go to. We have two ways of reproducing. The females can make seeds and be pollinated by the males or we can reproduce asexually, breaking off a portion of ourselves and it will grow to maturity, but that happens generally only when we are very old and have never reproduced. It is not precisely the same thing you refer to as cloning as we use inactive parts of our current DNA matrix crystal to prevent direct duplication. The new child is unique, can even be a female from a male or vice versa.

3. You've become a surrogate father to the little girl. How is she different or the same as your species?

*chokes* Father? I am not taking on the role of surrogate father here. Teacher maybe, but...you have to understand, that even if she is far too young now, one day she'll be grown and she's all I will have. Thinking of her as my child now would make it feel wrong when the time comes for...species propogation, if she chooses to accept me as a pollinator.

She is different from me but we are genetically compatible enough to carry on the species. She has strands in her DNA that are different from mine. I don't quite understand them or what they are for. They branch off the ability to move through space and seem to be related to it, but it is beyond my ken.

4. How long lived are your kind?

Average lifespan is 10,000 years, but my line tended to live longer than that. My father was 14,096 when he died and he sacrificed. He might have lived longer. My mother was nearly 12,000 when she died. Full adulthood is achieved at around 2000 years, though we can reproduce at 1500. It was frowned upon though, as we weren't fully mature. It would be equivalent on earth to a thirteen or fourteen year old child making a baby.

5. You gave the little one the rudiments of how to teleport. Is there anything else that you've taught her?

I've told stories of my planet, of my family, of my history, and my life. What else would I teach her besides teleportation? What else is there? Do you know something? Something about the strange strands in her DNA? Of why she's like me, but not?

[qtrhorserider.livejournal.com]

OK, not father..forgive me, my vocabulary failed me.

Thank you.

[amberfocus.livejournal.com]

Hee. Caelum was just a touch indignant at that father remark. Especially as he's still in his teenage years himself. *grins* A mere 1,712, you know. He was ancient to Lumin, but to his own race he was still a pup.

[qtrhorserider.livejournal.com]

Please apologize for me. I did not understand and as he said, there is so little space inside us.

I imagine that the little one will have quite a "crush" on him when she is older. Again, a silly human word that I am sure is woefully inadequate.

As Michael Smith in "Stranger in a Strange Land" would have said, please forgive me, I am but an egg.

I think of that phrase often lately.

[amberfocus.livejournal.com]

She already adores him. I don't think he'll have anything to worry about in 2000 years time. *smiles*