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[REDACTED] was looking at files of hybrids that they had interviewed, skimming over the names until they found the one they were looking for. “PlanetLord” [REDACTED] murmured as they looked through the glass in the small office towards the anxious but bubbly looking hybrid.
[REDACTED] looked over the information they currently had on Planet. Mostly the basic stuff that trusted sites had given them. Planet’s species was some type of alien. He was labeled dangerous but that was only when they had a power trip.
[REDACTED] grabbed the file and then their clipboard with brand new notes on top of it. They opened the door to their office and walked into the organized conference room to the waiting alien.
“PlanetLord correct?” [REDACTED] asked. They knew the answer but wanted to make sure they were correct.
“The one and only.” Planet responded as they looked [REDACTED] in the eye. [REDACTED] only nodded their head in return.
“Great, thank you for coming and meeting me here today Planet. As you know I’m [REDACTED] and I’ve been interviewing your friends lately. I suppose you know the basics from Flame’s interview correct?” [REDACTED] spoke quickly as they waited for an answer
Planet only responded in a short nod as [REDACTED] continued. “Alright. I have a few questions here for you.” [REDACTED] paused looking at their clipboard. “Could you state your name, age, and pronouns?” [REDACTED] asked.
“I go by Planetlord, or shortened to Planet. I am 17, and I use He/They.” Planet answered quickly.
“Thank you. This will make it much easier so I don’t accidentally misgender you.” [REDACTED] stated casting a small smile towards Planetlord before continuing. “I will most likely ask a few questions I asked Flame. That being, what is your species?”
Planetlord looked at [REDACTED] for a moment before answering. “I am a star alien. I originate from the stars, or more importantly a shooting star. I fell to Earth when I was created. I am a rare species, you can tell when it’s one of us by our sclera being all black and our pupils being either really big or a bright color.” Planetlord said, taking a few pauses before speaking again.
[REDACTED] wrote on the notes before looking up and staring into PlanetLord’s eyes seeing the blackened sclera they nodded before writing more. “That was a handful of information, but I appreciate you for telling me that.” [REDACTED] spoke.
“You’re welcome.” Planet said before waiting for the next question.
“What are your hobbies or interests?” [REDACTED] asked
“I quite like to crochet, I do art sometimes. But I normally just hang out with my friends if we’re not at each other’s throats.” Planet said as if the last part was normal.
[REDACTED] continued to write on the notes, occasionally looking at the file for information to correct or add after the conversation.
“Thank you Planet, do you mind sharing your past and things like that? After you originated from the star?” Planet looked at [REDACTED] confused before shaking his head and responding
“I do mind.” They said as [REDACTED] just nodded before writing down something quickly.
“I understand. Now before I end this, do you have any questions for me?” [REDACTED] asked.
“I only have one and that’s who are you actually? You must have an identitiy besides well.. [REDACTED].” Planet asked
“I thought someone would ask. Personally thought Flame would ask first. But, Planet I cannot share with you my actual name as that is a danger to my safety unfortunately.” [REDACTED] spoke, smiling at the alien before placing their hands together and speaking again. “I suppose I shall end this, goodbye Planet.”
“Goodbye.” Planet said before getting up and leaving the conference room. [REDACTED] walked towards their office to start working on the files.