Stripes
Tom was sent to greet a new temporary crew member. Riggs provided him with a brief overview of the alien. They were a Chendro, some sort of insect-like species from a few systems away.
Tom greeted the alien in the same, boring, but safe way,
“Greetings. Welcome aboard the Starship Navis. My name is Tom, I am the human navigator sent to meet you and acquaint you with the ship before we leave.”
The alien let out a series of clicks which was translated moments later.
“Thank you, human Tom. I am quite pleased to be working with you for these next few cycles.” The alien followed with an intricate bow that Tom had no way of reciprocating. He settled for a respectful nod of the head.
The two wandered around the Navis, with Tom occasionally breaking the silence to point out a few key landmarks or an odd, obscure rule.
Eventually, Tom felt the Chendro’s gaze on him. In fact, he realised, he had felt it for quite a while now. He glanced over to see they’re mantis-like eyes locked on him.
“Hey man, I don’t want to sound rude or anything but staring is kinda considered rude to us,” Tom pointed out.
“Oh!” The alien quickly averted their gaze. “My apologies, I was simply admiring your wonderful patterning.”
“My... what?”
“Your stripes,” The Chendro clarified. “I think they’re quite stunning.”
Tom looked away, surprisingly flustered by the alien’s openness.
“Umm...Thanks...” He didn’t have the heart to ask the alien what they were talking about. Perhaps it was a human thing he wasn’t aware of. Having secret stripes wouldn’t be the weirdest thing he’d learnt about his species.
The rest of the tour went well after that. Tom noticed that the Chendro kept it’s eyes away from him; usually straight in front if them. He appreciated the alien’s willingness to adapt to what was probably to them, a weird social convention.
Later, once the tour was done and Tom was settled in his quarters he asked Constance the question that had been burning in his mind for a good portion of the cycle.
“Hey, Constance?”
“Yes Tom?”
“Do humans have stripes?”
“Humans do have what is called Blaschko's lines. They are only visible to humans in rare cases but are seen to those with vision in the ultraviolet range. Is that what you’d be referencing?”
“Huh. I guess...” Tom was surprised by the information. Why the hell had he never heard of humans having stripes? He felt like he would’ve picked up on that in biology. But yet again he could have been asleep for that particular lesson.
“Constance, are Chendro able to see UV?”
“Yes.”
“Ah, ok. That answers a lot actually. Thanks for the help.”
“It was my pleasure, Tom.”
Tom continued to sit there for a while contemplating this new information. He even found a few pictures of visible stripes. He could relate to the Chendro then. They were pretty cool. And to think that every human had patterns like that.
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