Kilroy Owns the Night: Day 12 (Explore)
Planet Lloyd is populated with humanoids who could easily pass for Earthlings. For all I know, Lloydians walk among us on Earth and we’re clueless. Personally, I believe Lloydians are responsible for multi-level marketing. I can’t say why. It just fits their whole vibe.
The chick standing before me was Lloyidan. It’s not easy to always tell. Lloydians look pretty much like Earthlings. Two eyes, one nose, ten fingers, the usual equipment. The only difference is they don't have a philtrum. That's the little groove between your nose and upper lip. Their skin is perfectly smooth there. Makes them look like somebody started sculpting a human face and knocked off early for lunch. This Lloydian was attractive alright with her bobbed chestnut hair and soulful eyes. The dimples in her cheeks normally would be enough to convince me to let her explore the cosmos with me.
“I usually work alone,” I told her.
“Same,” she said. Her tone convinced me I’d be willing to let her ruin my life.
“Then why do you want help me?”
“My name is Mercury Quasar. I’m a private contractor hired to find two Herpezoids. Vrex Masharkey and Gorpl Platz. They owe someone important some money. I have a beat on where they are, but my ship is in the shop. Yours run on quintonium?” She pointed at my van.
I swallowed and choked out, “Yeah.”
“Sweet. I take you to the Junkcruiser. We both get what we want. Sound good?”
It sounded freaking amazing.
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