[Open] Crashed! A Strange Man from the Stars!

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Lanslo was excited to have helped name the man. He couldn't wait to show him around the place, and allow him to learn about how things were done on earth. As the man stepped out of his suit, Lanslo quickly looked at the cliff that Nerina had suddenly become interested in. For a good reason of course.

He wasn't sure if Orion had earthly clothes in his spacecraft, so he took off his coat.It was more like a jacket though. A lighter material, and grey. People called them trench coats though. It would go to above the knees on Orion, and he could button it. He walked to the spacecraft, looking at the ground, and said "well, for now, put this on. Button it up, and then we can see what to do about clothes." The man may have been a bit bigger than Lanslo, but if he didn't have clothes, he would be happy to let him borrow some. Or keep it. He'd probably have to buy clothes, because he wasn't likely to have earth money.

"Pants and shirts, you can borrow some of mine of you need it. You probably don't have money, so I could buy you some clothes." After all, the man couldn't walk around in just a trench coat, and certainly not naked. That would kinda freak people out, right?
 
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Despite his question about clothes, Orion seemed in no rush to find some or put on the coat that Lanslo offered him. His rummaging had picked up in volume to the point that it sounded like he was dismantling the interior of the craft, and when offered the coat he took it only so he could rest it on the pilot's seat while he rummaged some more. By the time it sounded like he was taking some kind of torch to something, Orion was tossing out bits and bobs onto the sand. It generally looked like metal storage containers of some variety, and other assorted gadgetry that looked similar to his metal glove.

"I appreciate your generosity..."

After he had accumulated a nice pile of stuff on the sand, Orion popped his head back out and hopped onto the sand, taking Lanslo's coat with him. He donned the donated garment, but not in the way he probably should have. Instead of wearing it... normally, he tied it around his waist into a sort of half-toga that threatened to continue to show everything.

"... But I can't have you buying me stuff so soon..."

He picked up a small triangular device from the pile and applied it to the outside of his crashed ship.

"Greeting me so nicely is more than enough so far. From both of you. Seriously."

A few button presses later, the ship flickered out of view, leaving on the cleave in the sand from its crash. A testing knock on the "Air" showed that the crash had merely been cloaked somehow, and he nodded at the results.

"I'll figure out how to get some clothes and give you back your coat soon enough. Hopefully by then I'll be settled in enough to try some lobster too!"
 
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