Ellie Quin Book 2: The World According to Ellie Quin Read Online Free PDF Page A
Author: Alex Scarrow
similar-looking creature, will often play a sympathetic and kindly character with a wealth of old-fashioned, home-spun wisdom and guidance to impart.
The other species that quite often makes an appearance in colonial folk lore were called The ‘Onlookers’. At the time of Ellie Quin, this species had only recently been encountered. Back then very little was known about them as emissaries from the Administration had met only a few dozen times with chosen delegates of theirs. Early commentaries of the time described them as being mobile micro-colonies of less evolved creatures, vaguely reminiscent of frogs. One of the first of our emissaries to meet the Onlookers described them as ‘twisting clusters of smooth, olive-skinned creatures, their small limbs and bodies entwined so tightly that they formed a larger, more substantial entity’. As we know from history, it was only shortly after these first few tentative encounters that they revealed their true nature to humankind.
User Comment > XXXAlienzzzzXXX
See hardcore Human-Alien sex vizzees here !!!
User Comment > Feral Master
The alienz on my planet suck. They’re stupid [xxxx]ing morons. I throw stones at them and kill them. They’re so stupid.
User Comment > Willow-Girl
You’re a cruel ignorant [xxxx] dittohead, Feral. I hope one day some aliens come and kill you! Your type make me ashamed to be human.
User Comment > Anonymous
What planet you live on Feral? Maybe same as me? Koodz - they’re like big [xxxx]ing slugs. We run over the baby ones and squish them. They squeek just before they pop. Beautiful! Hah! 8D
User Comment > Lay Tawnee
Feral and the poster above DISGUST me! You’re no better than animals. I hope some law marshal somewhere is reading this comment thread. You should both be ASHAMED of yourselves!
User Comment > Anonymous
Wah-wah-wah-wah! Listen to Tawnee cry like a big bay-bee. Go [xxxx] yerself you stupid [xxxxxx]
CHAPTER 5
She saw her first alien a few months after arriving in New Haven. Ellie had expected to see them everywhere in the city for some reason, but as yet, very few Boojams seemed to have been enticed into settling down on Harpers Reach. They were a common enough sight on many of the more established colony worlds. She guessed they preferred the comfort and stability of these older, terraformed planets, where the population was more equably dispersed across the entire surface and not crammed together into an enviro-dome.
The evening on which she saw her first ever alien had started ominously. Jez, fuming and spitting venom, had dragged Ellie out of their cube shortly after she had wearily trudged in through the front door, exhausted after a hard day working in the diner. She had grabbed Ellie by the arm, and without a word, marched her down to a small bar at street level. After she had bought a couple of Spartans they found a relatively quiet corner of the bar in which to sit. Ellie decided she’d waited long enough to hear what this was all about.
‘Are you going to tell me what’s up then?’
‘I quit my job.’
‘You did what?’
‘You heard. I quit that dancing job down at Dantes.’
Exotic dancing . The hours were scandalously easy and the money was great. When Ellie had asked, not long after she’d moved in, whether it was a job she might be able to do too, Jez had gone to great lengths to convince her that it wasn’t
that
great a deal; those creepy-looking basket-cases that frequented the place, ogling her body, made her skin crawl, and the fights that broke out occasionally were sometimes unpleasantly close to the dance podiums.
Jez being protective. Jez acting the big sister.
Although it was easy money, the easiest, in fact, she’d insisted that Ellie was way too ‘farmy’ and innocent to be exposed to that kind of grubbiness. In a way she was glad Jez was trying to discourage her like that. It felt reassuring, comforting. And anyway, Ellie reflected, she probably would be a really cruddy dancer,
The other species that quite often makes an appearance in colonial folk lore were called The ‘Onlookers’. At the time of Ellie Quin, this species had only recently been encountered. Back then very little was known about them as emissaries from the Administration had met only a few dozen times with chosen delegates of theirs. Early commentaries of the time described them as being mobile micro-colonies of less evolved creatures, vaguely reminiscent of frogs. One of the first of our emissaries to meet the Onlookers described them as ‘twisting clusters of smooth, olive-skinned creatures, their small limbs and bodies entwined so tightly that they formed a larger, more substantial entity’. As we know from history, it was only shortly after these first few tentative encounters that they revealed their true nature to humankind.
User Comment > XXXAlienzzzzXXX
See hardcore Human-Alien sex vizzees here !!!
User Comment > Feral Master
The alienz on my planet suck. They’re stupid [xxxx]ing morons. I throw stones at them and kill them. They’re so stupid.
User Comment > Willow-Girl
You’re a cruel ignorant [xxxx] dittohead, Feral. I hope one day some aliens come and kill you! Your type make me ashamed to be human.
User Comment > Anonymous
What planet you live on Feral? Maybe same as me? Koodz - they’re like big [xxxx]ing slugs. We run over the baby ones and squish them. They squeek just before they pop. Beautiful! Hah! 8D
User Comment > Lay Tawnee
Feral and the poster above DISGUST me! You’re no better than animals. I hope some law marshal somewhere is reading this comment thread. You should both be ASHAMED of yourselves!
User Comment > Anonymous
Wah-wah-wah-wah! Listen to Tawnee cry like a big bay-bee. Go [xxxx] yerself you stupid [xxxxxx]
CHAPTER 5
She saw her first alien a few months after arriving in New Haven. Ellie had expected to see them everywhere in the city for some reason, but as yet, very few Boojams seemed to have been enticed into settling down on Harpers Reach. They were a common enough sight on many of the more established colony worlds. She guessed they preferred the comfort and stability of these older, terraformed planets, where the population was more equably dispersed across the entire surface and not crammed together into an enviro-dome.
The evening on which she saw her first ever alien had started ominously. Jez, fuming and spitting venom, had dragged Ellie out of their cube shortly after she had wearily trudged in through the front door, exhausted after a hard day working in the diner. She had grabbed Ellie by the arm, and without a word, marched her down to a small bar at street level. After she had bought a couple of Spartans they found a relatively quiet corner of the bar in which to sit. Ellie decided she’d waited long enough to hear what this was all about.
‘Are you going to tell me what’s up then?’
‘I quit my job.’
‘You did what?’
‘You heard. I quit that dancing job down at Dantes.’
Exotic dancing . The hours were scandalously easy and the money was great. When Ellie had asked, not long after she’d moved in, whether it was a job she might be able to do too, Jez had gone to great lengths to convince her that it wasn’t
that
great a deal; those creepy-looking basket-cases that frequented the place, ogling her body, made her skin crawl, and the fights that broke out occasionally were sometimes unpleasantly close to the dance podiums.
Jez being protective. Jez acting the big sister.
Although it was easy money, the easiest, in fact, she’d insisted that Ellie was way too ‘farmy’ and innocent to be exposed to that kind of grubbiness. In a way she was glad Jez was trying to discourage her like that. It felt reassuring, comforting. And anyway, Ellie reflected, she probably would be a really cruddy dancer,
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