Dor'shan, Dorin [GFFA, Wednesday morning Fandom time]

Ben didn't often feel like a complete outsider, but Dorin (even aside from being one of the ugliest planets Ben had ever seen) seemed bent on convincing him that he was.

It started with his breath mask that covered his face and attached to an extremely heavy backpack full of an oxygen-nitrogen mix that he could breathe (as opposed to the Dorin atmosphere of mostly helium that he couldn't), but left him with the distinct feeling of being chained to his luggage. It continued to the people: Kel Dors were tall and angular, with bald heads, sunken eyes, noses that looked like failed attempts to become beaks and large, toothless mouths that looked like they belonged on really old people. It bothered Ben to realize that how much it, well, bothered him. Maybe this trip was a good thing: too much time surrounded by humans had gotten him thinking only in terms of what humans found attractive.

( Where Luke, Ben and Ender meet the Baran Do sages. )

( Son, go beat her up. )

[OOC: preplayed with endsthegame and based off of Aaron Allston's Outcast. NFB due to distance, but open for emails and phone calls if you're interested!]