Then, for a moment, there was nothing. Until the sensation of cold hit them, forcing them awake. Orange and blue eyes cracked open and their vision was filled with pure white. As they began to stand on shaky legs, they immediately knew something was off. They looked down and saw that their feet looked drastically different, and were covered in white and black hair.
But, that wasn't of utmost importance to them right now. As their memories began to resurface, they wondered where their ship had gone. And, where was Echo? She was always close by.
In a fit of desperation, Albireo called out in their mother tongue. Though, to anyone else it would've sounded like meaningless warbling. ". -.-. .... --- -.-.-- / . -.-. .... --- --..-- / -.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .... . .- .-. / -- . ..--.."
They waited for a minute. No response.
They whined. How were they supposed to fulfill their mission without Echo or the ship? And with no opposable thumbs, even!
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