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 Humans are Weird – Check Again


“Oh no, I am quite the drifting strand in my home-reef,” Deeplyconsiders said with a cheerful wriggle of his lagging end. “Data analysis is not a very sought after position by most Undulates.”
“But data analysis is a necessity,” Fourth Brother said in surprise as he gently massaged the core of the stressed undulate. “Second Father says that once a culture progresses far enough that instinct becomes insufficient that every one we know of has developed formal data analysis in some form or another. Even the Gathering, and you know that they almost can do it on instinct, have to preserve data in fibrous networks.”
“Quite, quite,” Deeplyconsiders agreed, emitting a happy vibrating sound he claimed to have learned from a predator species the humans were particularly fond of, “we all had to learn to do it, but very, very few Undulates ever learned to like it. In fact-”
Deeplyconsiders paused in his conversation to flip over and expose his other half to the masseuse's ministrations.
“I do believe that as of the last comparative population productive efforts census we rated as having the lowest rates of native data analysts in the populated galaxy,” he said with a happy hum.
The shallow pool he was in was filled with a liquid that wasn’t water on some technical medical level, but it was the perfect temperature to sooth out stressed appendages and Fourth Brother was a wonder with his fingers. He couldn’t match the controlled power of a human of course but even the most stressed Undulate rarely really needed all that power.
“Well,” Fourth Brother said with a wry click of his mandibles. “If this is the result of pursuit of a career in data analysis it is probably wise of your species to avoid it in general.”
He have a tweak of a particularly stressed portion of Deeplyconsiders core and the Undulate flexed his appendages in a gesture that loosely translated that he couldn’t argue the point.
“Now,” Fourth Brother said, flaring his pseudo-frill a stern yellow, “as this is the fifth appointment you have needed to schedule this cycle I will need to inspect your working area for the situation that is causing this problem. Come now.”
“Oh,” Deeplyconsiders said in a cheerful tone as he slipped down thorough the floor exit, “there is no need for an inspection. I know exactly the problem.”
“Then why do you not resolve it?” Fourth Brother asked.
“The requests are in the order que of course,” Deeplyconsiders gestured up at him from the stream under the solid floor as they moved down the hallway. “The problem is the dry-land computer controls are only rated water resistant. I can drip all over them all I want but I can’t actually submerge them for any length of time. These handy undercurrents aside this base wasn’t really built with Undulates in mind.”
Fourth Bother rubbed his mandibles together thoughtfully. It made sense. In this sector of space the Undulates were newcomers, having arrived several generations after the Humans and Shatar had begun joint efforts. If the necessary equipment were already on the way there was nothing Fourth Brother could really do but it wouldn’t hurt to inspect the workspace anyway. They reached the data analysis shared workspace eventually and Fourth Brother was mildly surprised to see two humans in the area this late in the day. From the way their impossibly broad shoulders hunched over their workstations he speculated that they could both use his services, however he was here for another purpose. Deeplyconsiders indicated his workspace and began to explain how he kept his resting pool just under the data entry surface to avoid accidents.
“Sean,” one human suddenly called out, frustration drawing the rounded vocalized portion of the name out unnaturally. “You need to resend the document!”
“I already sent it,” the other human, presumable Sean, replied in an aggravated tone, “search yer bloody spam clusters!”
“I did,” the first human insisted, his own voice shifting from tones of frustration to tones of aggression. “It isn’t there. You must have forgotten to send it.”
“It’s right here in my sent cluster!” Sean retorted. “I’m looking at it! Check-”
“Fine!” the first human snapped out. “I’ll do it...again.”
Fourth Brother instinctively put a hand down to sooth Deeplyconsiders. Human confrontation was somewhat legendary. He didn’t think that this one was going to get physical, but as the larger sapient he had a duty to grab Deeplyconsiders and run as the nearest portal to the undercurrent was some distance away. However the seconds stretched out and the first human didn’t speak up again. Deeplyconsiders was clearly forming a question gesture when Sean called out.
“Found it, didn’t you?” he asked.
The first human, his voice distinctly less aggressive made an indistinguishable grunt in reply.
“What was that?” Sean asked.
His tone was different as well. Fourth Brother thought he recognized that First Sister had told him was a mocking tone.
“It’s was right where you said it would be,” the first human snapped.
There was another long pause then the first human spoke again in a tight tone.
“Thank you.”
Sean gave a small chuckle and responded with a word Fourth Brother didn’t know, but his tone was relaxed and the pheromone profile in the room noticeably softened. Whatever that last word was it had soothed the first human’s offense. After another long moment the first human emitted a wry chuckle.
Deeplyconsiders gestured that they should probably remove themselves and Fourth Cousin coiled an antenna in agreement. Once out in the main passage way he tilted his head down to look at the Undulate below him and he flexed his fingers, remembering the stress damage built up in the Undulates fibers.
“Do you think,” Fourth Brother suggested cautiously, “that perhaps your stress is not entirely due to the limitations of your workstation.”
“Well yes,” the Undulate agreed with a depreciating gesture that involved a good third of his appendages, “but what can you do about humans?”
“My First Cousin is the company mediator,” Fourth Brother said with a ripple of his pseudo-frill. “We’ll see what she has to suggest.”
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 Humans are Weird – Striking a Pose
The third tide of the lunch shift was at it’s peat before Shiftssubtly managed to get clearence from the Shatar medic to move about the base on his own. It was not that he minded the presence of the nurses. The Shatar Brothers were both kind and loving to an almost unusual degree. The human nurse, Damian, somehow managed to find that perfect balance between formal propriety and saccharine affection that many humans missed when faced with an injured Undulate. No, the nurses were fine, he was just delighted to be well enough to move about on his own power, even if the lingering effects of the cold damage make him clumsy and more than half deaf.
He bumped into the wall of the stream as he misjudged the current and scrambled to grab onto the portal to the cafeteria before he was swept away and had to circle the base currents again. He was dimly aware that someone nudged him gently from behind and he popped through the portal, into the confusing bustle of the cafeteria. He hesitated a moment as he listened for the voice that would be familiar but muted, like all other sounds, he finally caught the thread of Human Friend Jock’s voice and happily began to swim towards it.
Human Friend Jock was sitting at one of the recessed tables. He bare feet dangling down into the water, swinging back and forth in the idle motion that all human feet seemed to indulge in when suspended off the ground. The human was laughing at something another human had said when Shiftssubtly came up to him. Shiftssubtly did not have time to make himself known before Human Friend Jock spotted him and gave a sudden joyful sound.
“Shifts!” Human Friend Jock cried out. “Second Sister finally let you out of the medical tank?”
“She did,” Shiftssubtly confirmed.
He tried not to wince at the sound of his own voice. He had spent so many rotations mastering the subtly of a human vocal range. Now he could tell that his voice was flat and emotionless. He wouldn’t have minded so much, but even through the haze of his damaged perceptions he could see Human Friend Jock wince in sympathetic pain as the sound reminded him of the danger Shiftssubtly had been in.
“And I have used my new freedom to seek out you,” Shiftssubtly went on, deliberately guiding the conversation into a new, more productive current.
“Well here I am little buddy,” Human Friend Jock said with a wide grin and spreading his arms out to exposed his core as much as possible. “What can I do for you?”
Shiftssubtly had been told that that was a sign of trust. Apparently the human core was full of soft, squishy bits that were easily damaged and one of the primary functions of having the arms so close to the body most of the time was to prevent predatory damage. It was a touching gesture when looked at like that.
“Second Sister suggested,” Shiftssubtly hesitated as he mulled over the exact meanings of his words, “well, ordered really, that I begin increasing my physical activity in every direction in order to encourage proper tissue regrowth.”
“Right,” Human Friend Jock said with a nod that was shared in sympathy by the rest of the humans around him. “Physical therapy, a pain but necessary.”
“I researched what was suggested for my species,” Shiftssubtly went on, “and there are a wide range of physical actions that will serve the purpose. However the primary note of import was that such activities are always most effective when done in group settings. I would like you to be my therapy partner if you don’t mind.”
“I’d be honored little buddy,” Humans Friend Jock said, but there was a curious frown on his face. “But if you don’t mind me asking why not another Undulate?”
“I observed your physical exertions in the communal pools a few days ago and they looked very enjoyable,” Shiftssubtly said. “I could sense that you were enjoying yourself and the joy was very attractive. Added to that you did them for the required half-hour I would need to-”
“My what now-?” Human Friend Jock said, his face flexing in perplexity.
Suddenly his skin flushed with embarrassment and he gave a startled yelp.
“You were there?” he burst out. “I mean of course you were there-I knew that-I just forgot-”
His voice cut off suddenly and he ducked his head down over his meal. Up to this point the other humans at the table had been going about their own conversations, but at Human Friend Jock’s sudden change in behavior they began to look between him and Shiftssubtly with obvious curiosity playing over their faces. The human female he had been talking to specifically seemed to be looking at Human Friend Jock with particular interest now.
“What movements of his would you be mimicking now Shiftssubtly?” She asked with a hint of a smile playing over her face.
Shiftssubtly knew that there was some complex human social game being played in this moment but he didn’t know what it was exactly. Human Friend Jock’s reaction suggested embarrassment but not shame so Shiftssubtly obligingly settled down into the water so that it supported his appendages and proceeded to mimic the four long appendages and head of the human in the movements he had seen. A ripple of chuckles and outright laughter swelled and dipped around him in gentle waves. Human Friend Jock did not laugh the least though there was a wry tone to the sound.
“So,” the human female said with a wide grin. “Human Friend Jock was flexing in front of the mirrors for a full half an hour was he?”
“Are these movements called flexing?” Shiftssubtly asked.
Human Friend Jock gave out a low groan and dropped his head onto the table.
“Yes,” he muttered, “yes it is.”
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​​ Humans are Weird – Thwack


The intricate network of pipes and tubing that interlaced the spaces between the decks of the human ships were a rather dull and colorless place to be. Aside from the occasional warning notation the humans had not considered it cost effective to expend resources decorating the surfaces that would only be seen during maintenance sessions or in violent emergencies. The reasoning was sound and Professor Stst’ks really had nothing to say on the topic in general. However, as she tried once again to settle herself comfortably on the portable hammock chair she found herself wishing that the dull surfaces provided something for her lesser vision field to analyze while her primary eyes focused on the study environment below her.
The cluster of long, narrow cylinders, carefully arranged to present an appearance of random distribution was an odd mirror of the environment she found herself in. These, being made of material far less processed however displayed a natural range of colors that was quite pleasing aesthetically despite the fact that this was their fifth round as research tools and they were beginning to show signs of physical wear.
She was just beginning to seriously consider drawing on the pipes, she was fairly sure there was no regulation against such marking, when the soft clicking of claws down the spider walk informed her that a colleague or student was approaching. A soft and fluffy undergraduate, carrying a pile of reading material nearly as tall as her head rounded the corner carefully, her extended claws bracing against the floor.
“Do you require aid Softling?” Professor Stst’ks asked.
“I have it,” the undergraduate replied in passable human, a little quicker than was strictly polite. “I have come to request that you let me observe the study.”
The undergraduate set the books down carefully, clearly she was being mindful of sound, and set her mandibles in a charming angle at Professor Stst’ks. The older Trisk decided to let the younger continue the conversation and turned herself so that her primary eyes were on the observation port again.
“This is probably the most controversial study to have been approved this generation,” the eager young undergraduate began after a few moments. “My father was amazed that they let you set this up, but my aunt says that we’ll get better data out of this than out of generations of passive observations.”
The observation platform hidden in the pipes lapsed into silence again and Professor Stst’ks felt herself relax. The soft undergraduate was a soothing presence and she clearly knew when it was polite to speak and when it was polite to let the words marinate in the web between their minds. The undergraduate made a few more observational comments and then selected a text on human aggression compared to Shatar aggression from the pile she had brought.
Professor Stst’ks felt an amused angle pull at her mandibles. Clearly someone had informed the undergraduate that these field observations involved far more null results than active results and the young one had taken this to her lungs when preparing her reading materiel. The continued like this in companionable silence for the better part of an hour before the enclosure below them opened and a human strolled in.
“Are we going to observe the aggression display?” the undergraduate asked eagerly as she scooted as close to Professor Stst’ks as common politeness and their hairs would allow.
“I still have not confirmed that it is an aggression display,” Professor Stst’ks reminded her in a gentle tone.
“But it does look like one?” The undergraduate barely waited the polite six seconds to add that question.
“It does resemble combat, or one of their more violent sports,” Professor Stst’ks said as she made sure the cameras were angled properly, “but no actual injury has ever been recorded from this activity.”
“I am afraid that these humans might not give the response,” Professor Stst’ks went on with a hint of regret in her voice after several moments had passed by.
“What makes you say that?” the undergraduate asked without lifting her primary eyes from where Professor Stst’ks had laid the bait.
“These are older than the base average,” Professor Stst’ks observed, “and they are more highly trained. I believe they are called officers. As one of their primary functions is to reduce the expression of instinctive behavior in the Rangers in training, they themselves display significantly less purely instinctive behavior than the average human.”
The two humans in question were discussing which flammable liquid they were going to select from the shelving unit they were facing. One was noticeably larger, with darker skin that came up to a nearly hairless dome that contrasted against the white and green of his uniform. The other appeared to have longer limbs and the thick radiation shield hairs that covered his head reflected a warm yellow glow. The two humans seemed to reach a conclusion, but didn’t immediately claim the substance they wanted. They were about to leave, to the visible disappointment of the the undergraduate, when the human with the longer limbs extended his hand towards the bait and picked one of the cylinders up. His face broke into a wide grin as he appeared to carefully find the balance point in the object. The larger human had moved a few paces ahead of him and had his back turned to the grinning human. In one fluid motion the grinning human brought the cylinder around in a great arc and struck the back of his unsuspecting companion’s head. The larger human froze in place and his eyes narrowed.
“Do you really want to do this Green?” He asked without turning his eyes to his companion. “Really?”
In reply the grinning human raised the fibrous cylinder again.
“Bonk!” he called out in a delighted tone as the cylinder connected with the larger human’s head.
“You asked for it!” the larger human cried out as he spun and snatched up another cylinder.
“Bonk,” the undergraduate observed with a curious set to her mandibles.
“Bonk,” Professor Stst’kt confirmed as she rapidly took notes.  
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