Gimpo was very pleased with himself he had passed all the tests and had been selected for a delegation to meet with the first alien race that his had ever encountered it had been Generations since first Contact and discussions have been dragging out glo's greatest wish was to finally close the negotiations his four father had started entering the room where the meeting was meant to take place he PR the kead by the door to announce his arrival I remember when we had to knock an older member of the delegation grumbled first Contact and the initial stages
of discussions have been done Planet Side this was the first to be done on the human ship fitted to accommodate their race do think these slow beings took eight plugs to alter a vessel the older member continued to grumble oh would you respect sir the Machinery may be more complex than ours it was the case that the few pieces of technology that had been gifted had being reverse engineered they weren't any marvels of function but they were Beyond complex by their racist standards from the reports climo had read ah welcome delegates a human said standing
up as the group entered the room the delegates felt their breath freeze in their throats they had only seen Hollow images of the race identified as humans I see see the hes were not to impress power upon visitors the old member of the group whispered looking up at the human who stood a good twice their height they had naturally assumed the race they were meeting was the same height as them a failure the data team would no doubt be reprimanded for I hope we can finish these negotiations today it has been been a little while
since we started and the people back home were eager to start trade yes the older member barked we would have finished these discussions PLS ago had you not delayed so much I apologize for the delays it took us a little while to retrofit parts of the ship to suit your people better I was but a newborn pup when you landed and now I can finally see my race upon the greatest stage of the universe indeed we have prepared all the documents you requested with a flick of his finger on the data slate he was holding
the group felt a buz on their devices appearing on the screen were all the agreed upon Provisions finally it is good to be here Gimpo grinned as he ran over the document before spotting something apologies human but what are these numbers here numbers the hum repeated arching a brow oh those are the date ah I thank you the date the old delegate barked the progression seems off do you measure time differently from us it never came up but it is likely as we are from different worlds I see I suppose that does make sense the
old member marked the document with a digital stamp to indicate his agreement as did others in the group perfect with that we can now proceed with a celebration well walking over to a wall the human pressed a wall mounted device and machines immediately began bringing up plates with Cuisine from their home world as the other members of the delegation helped themselves to the food and drink Gimpo couldn't help but gaze out the window looking down at the Crimson orb that was his home World a view afforded to so very few but would soon become common
place beautiful view isn't it the human Diplomat said walking to stand beside Gimpo yes it is amazing I still remember when we first arrived here it was a sight to behold seeing all the cities light up the world at night you mean your ancestors hm oh no I was part of the crew when we first surveyed this world but that was close to 100 PLS ago glo's Outburst had paus the celebrations as all his fellows now looked at him with shock for his Outburst something no Diplomat worth his fur should do I must apologize for
my Outburst no need one moment the AI is still deciphering PLS it seems to be a new word the auto translator units we are using hasn't identified the human looked at this data slate as the AI worked out the meaning but to Gimpo it was odd a PL was a block every newborn Cub learned his meaning by the end of their very first ah the human exclaimed excitedly I see the meaning now Gimpo was it Gimpo nodded a PL is what my race calls a month month Gimpo echoed as he realized the humans had another
word for their unit of time so your race arrived here some 100 months ago the human nodded yes we had to take things slowly so as Not to cause chaos we slowly contacted your governments and created vaccines so we cause plagues it is why we took so long so you must be old then Gimpo asked looking up at the human with all there were only stories and fairy tales or races living as long as the human was saying oh boy I do feel old I turned 30 only last month 30 Gimpo turned his head letting
his ears flop in confusion but you said you were amongst those who first found us hm oh I'm sorry I meant Years Years Gimpo heard a ping from his data slate revealing IM meant roughly 12 PLS Gimpo felt his heart rate Quicken as he did the maths so you are 361 PLS the entire party of diplomats froze in shock looking at the human are being older than many of the Nations they called home you mean this youngster is actually older than I am the old member of the the group asked trembling it was a common
Point amongst their race that with age comes wisdom and with wisdom comes the right to rule well I mean when you put it like that I guess so how old are you Gimpo you must be a few years old I will be roughly two of your human years two so the eldest of your number is roughly seven by your years the old member declared wow no wonder you're race kept changing the diplomats we were talking with we kept thinking we were doing something wrong I would need to have a word with our data team about
this one but to think your race ages at this rate though it would explain your broadcasts broadcasts yes the first thing we detected about your world was broadcasts we thought it was a translation error a malfunction or even interference that made it run at a faster rate but to think you live your lives faster than imaginable human are you an old member of your race Gimpo asked hoping the human was just a very old member me oh no I still have my grandparents grandma though is more machine than Nan these days but she celebrated her
90th over a thousand blocks so many generations with one being huh the human began before pausing feeling the awkward atmosphere descending guess we are your equivalent of elves then elves Gimpo repeated hoping for a reprieve yeah back on our world we have a story about a race of beans called elves they look just like us but have pointed ears and live Millenia the data slates all pinked and the delegates all paled seeing the word meant a thousand iterations of a year but you don't need to worry they are all just fairy tales and stories oh
you respect human a being living as long as you do to us will be from stories of myths for us how confident are you they aren't out there well bugger guess we will need to look into the possibility of space Els just hope they aren't the Warhammer kind
