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[Mulder woke up today in the blue, alien form of an Andalite At the moment, he's heading away from his building. It's too confining in there all of a sudden. As he runs along on his centaur-like body, his thought-speech is telepathically transmitted and can be 'heard' by anyone who happens to be in the area. His bladed tail whips around a little while he struggles to understand his new form.]

< Where's my mouth?! I can breathe, but how's a guy supposed to eat? What kind of species IS this? I wanted to see firsthand what these experiments are really like... Looks like I should be more careful what I wish for. >

[He'll keep going off away from buildings and toward the forest, his instincts making him crave wide open areas.]

[Later on, Written]

[By the time he writes his message, Mulder has had a chance to adjust better.]

Right, so if I'm not some kind of alien life form at the moment, then I want my money back.

Seven fingers, a horse-like body, blue fur, eyestalks? And that's the least of it. I seem to have acquired some unusual capabilities as part of the package deal. There's no chance this kind of being could exist on earth.

This is one hell of an experiment to go through for a first-timer, though I'm starting to become more fascinated by this experience. Are many people being transformed into something completely unlike the life on their world? I bet there are a bunch of us out there.

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In the cases of some villagers, they were turned into comestible items... that could very well be dangerous, if someone were to consume those villagers.

[Wow, is Robert really that obvious that even a complete stranger can guess this? Strange how others can read his emotions, but he can't read theirs'.

He kind of blushes and smiles shyly at this.]

Ah, well... he is my partner. [Robert gently curls his fingers together with some anxiety.] Hence why I think this form is... ironic for the Malnosso to give me.

< People... BECAME consumable items? That would have been a complete nightmare for the person stuck like that. >

[As for the partners thing, he's got pretty good intuition when it comes to reading things from weird species. And while there is some part of him that wonders how that works between a turtle and a human... he can at least have tact when it counts!]

< Now I see what you meant by that. Maybe the Malnosso have some kind of method to their madness after all. Turning you into a turtle, me into an alien... or what I assume to be one... though I'm not particularly close in the sense of significant others with any aliens. They're just my life's work. >

[Robert nods at the first part.] Indeed. It was probably fairly traumatic, all things considering...

[It works in pretty much the same way all things with Robert work - awkwardly, stiltedly and only after applying a bunch of logic to it. But it works. Which is rare for a relationship that Robert is in...]

That certainly does seem to hold true in this case. Something... important or relevant to us, somehow. Like there's a distinct decision made on the behalf of the Malnosso, for each person...

< At least that gives us some insight into their logic. I'd thought they were pretty impossible to understand, but this gives me some hope that we can maybe start to figure them out. >

[Anything they have on them could help, Mulder figures. He's just known them as this mysterious enigma so far since arriving.]

They can be cruel barbarians and complete imbeciles, but I am certain that there is a method behind their madness. [Robert frowns and grinds his beak together a bit absentmindedly.] Everything is done for a reason, no matter how inane or despicable.

[Mulder nods, thoughtfully.]

< I had a feeling they had a lot of reasons to what they do, however unfathomable those might seem. >

[Robert smiles up at Mulder a little at that.]

Well, it seems logical to introduce myself properly at this point. My apologies for not doing so sooner; your form was... distracting, to put it mildly.

My name is Professor Robert Alexander Hastings. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, even at this... relatively odd time.

< I can't say I blame you. I had the same feeling when I looked in the mirror. > [He'd grin, but, no mouth.] < It's good to meet you. I'm Agent Fox Mulder. Just Mulder will do fine. >