AUs are fun; voice test; probably apping to Distant Skies

[hawkalite]

< At least you have an idea of where you want to send me. More than most people can say, I guess. >

[ The Andalite fiddles with a datapad in his thin-fingered hands. ]

< I just hope they're used to aliens there. No more pretending to be something I'm not anymore. >

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[sixthanimorph]

All alone, alien? No Jake or Rachel or smart-mouth Marco to tell you what to do?

[David's feeling pretty smug, until he gets a better look. Then the smirk slowly fades from his face.]

... You're not him.

[hawkalite]

[ All four eyes focus on David for a moment and Tobias is genuinely shocked. ]

< David?! >

[ He grips a bit more firmly at his datapad. ]

< No. I'm not Ax. And even if I was he wouldn't need them to hold his hand. >

[sixthanimorph]

You know me?

[The scowl that settles across David's face tells just how pleased he is about being recognized.]

How about telling me who you are? I've never seen you before. Did the wise and wonderful Animorphs pick up a new pet somewhere?

[hawkalite]

< It's been a long time. >

[ At least, it felt like a long time. He's almost reluctant to let David know his real identity now. But in this place there's not much that the other can do to hurt him. ]

< Tobias. Or Tobias-Esgarrouth-Sirinial; that's my full name now. >

[sixthanimorph]

Ah. Bird-boy. I should have known.

[He smiles, but it's not a very pleasant smile. He doesn't hate Tobias the same way he does Rachel and Jake. But that doesn't change his view of the other as an enemy.]

Nice look. Chicken legs weren't cutting it for you anymore?

[hawkalite]

< As much as I liked the woods, there's no point in staying in them with the war over. Human life didn't offer anything I wanted. >

[ Even more so with Rachel dead. ]

< Ax suggested a good alternative. >

[ He's matter of fact, looking back at the other young man with the steady, unflinching gaze of a raptor. Apparently he hasn't broken the habit of staring yet. ]

[sixthanimorph]

Right. You're expecting me to believe the war's over and you're still alive somehow? Get serious. I'm still not stupid, you know.

[Ax never stared him down the way Tobias is now, and he doesn't like it. It was easy to ignore him before, when he was just a bird in the rafters. Not so much now.]

I'm guessing that some or most of them are dead. Definitely the alien, because he'd be with you now if he wasn't.

[hawkalite]

< Believe me or not, it's the truth. >

[ His head tilts slightly, stalk eyes swiveling to check behind him for a moment. ]

< And I'm afraid that Prince Aximili is still with us. >

[ He's trying not to let David get to him. A bit easier for now since David isn't exactly an expert on Andalite body language. He doesn't want to bring up Rachel. He knows David will simply laugh and gloat. ]

[brainworm]

I know what you mean about pretending to be someone you're not.

Well, something.

[ He - they - laugh nervously. ]

I guess we know.

[hawkalite]

< We? >

[ Tobias turns his attention to the other man. ]

[brainworm]

Well -

[ He shouldn't tell him. He's an Andalite. Hector shifts uncomfortably. ]

Al doesn't want me to tell you. I'm a Controller.

[hawkalite]

[ Tobias doesn't have quit the same reflexive distaste that some of his friends do--all the same, he tenses, tail arching overhead for a moment. ]

< How are you telling me if he doesn't want you to say anything, then? >

[brainworm]

[ This'll be fun. Hector's gaze slides away from the Andalite and he runs a hand through his hair. ]

I'm voluntary.

[hawkalite]

< Oh. >

[ It's a strange, foreign idea to Tobias. He knew there were voluntary controllers. But this was weird, coming face to face with one. And after the war, too. ]

< But why? >

[brainworm]

I thought that if Yeerks and humans learned to work together, we'd be able to do great things.

[ Shrug. Altrin wants to talk soon, but for now Hector is doing the leading. ]

[slewthetyrant]

Some of us are used to aliens, at any rate.

Though we've got one Andalite already, so you shouldn't stick out like a sore thumb.

[hawkalite]

< There's one there already? Well, that's a little comforting. >

[slewthetyrant]

Yeah, his name's Lirem. He acquired a few of us to morph into a human - though I've no idea how combining DNA works. Alien technology doesn't always make sense to those of us on Earth, I've found.

[hawkalite]

< It doesn't always make sense to anyone. And that sounds like what Ax did when he was on Earth. I don't know anyone named Lirem, though. >

[slewthetyrant]

There's a certain point in travelling through time and space where you sort of have to stop trying to get everything to make sense, I suppose, or else your brain might explode. Well. My brain, anyway.

I imagine there's lots of Andalites out there, though! I mean, it's like meeting a human and expecting them to know one other human out of seven billion.

[hawkalite]

< Time travel is too complicated for me to want to deal with, trust me. Space is a big enough hassle as it is! >

[moarnomsplz]

[That is odd, seeing someone in his real body who does not sound like him.

Ax realizes, after staring for a moment, who it must be, and he grins with his human mouth.]

When did you acquire, ah-kwi-yer, me?

[hawkalite]

[OOC: I need to post his AU info, but technically he's a Frolis combination who looks rather related to Ax; just grabbed some Ax and other Andalite art since that's what was available. ]

< Where do you think, Ax? >

[moarnomsplz]

[ooc: Oop, sorry!]

I suppose it is obvious, vee-us. But it has not happened for me yet.

I am ver-ee glad to see you again.

[hawkalite]

[OOC: It's all good. :) ]

< I'm glad to see you too, Ax. How are things going for you? >