I have always intended to write a cool space story, but in order to write a story, you need to know your characters.
First there is the General and the Communication Officer
Marcus Aurelius planned on remaining a battle General for his career in Space. He worked hard all his life, sacrificed a personal life, and stayed focus. He kept himself away from love.
Rosemarie joined EarthSeekers to follow Marcus. Her parents started the program after exposing how humanity formed in the first place. She kept her crush silent, until one day when she bought make up.
Rosemarie put on the make up assuming that like all make up, it made a woman feel beautiful. She didn’t believe the story that this make up makes a man fall in love.
What’s a Little Fairy Dust
Second Lieutenant Rosemarie Mortlock thanked her new acquaintances again for the personalized tour of the city. Brigadier General Aurelius had granted her request for the tour earlier today, when it was offered to her at the first-contact meeting on ship.
The people of Planet Persia were advanced. And Brigadier General Aurelius said meetings were both a nice gesture to show the aliens that they came in peace, and to allow the senior officers a chance to indulge in fresh air. Meeting aliens who looked, smelled, and talked like humans struck a deep chord within her.
When her shift on the ship ended, Rosemarie raced to the planet for the tour with her guide, Aladenia. Rosemarie had talked to Aladenia for days and days, and already thought of her as a friend. Now, finally, they were meeting. They’d hugged when Rosemarie made it to the planet, although the beginning of the day had to be formal.
Aladenia had led the tour. Rosemarie followed along with her shipmates, including Brigadier General Aurelius, who she’d had a secret crush on all her life. The Earthlings were shown some museum pieces, and other antiquated communication attempts that Aladenia’s people had created throughout the years.
When they finally left the museum, the groups split up. The men decided to go off together, and Rosemarie had freedom to talk to her new friend without interruption.
Aladenia had promised her some girl time. Once they said their goodbyes, they headed to the marketplace. Shopping became fun, especially since she was on an alien planet.
“You are the only female on your ship not married, correct?” asked Aladenia.
Rosemarie felt like she was talking to an old girlfriend from her hometown, Splendid. “I’m not the only one,” she answered with a smile. “But I want a career.”
“No one man interests you?”
“I want a man. But I’ve yet to find one who likes the idea of me being on a space ship for years without him.”
Adadenia led her to a store on their left. “Then marry someone on your starship.”
Rosemarie refused to let her mind wander. “There are rules against fraternization.”
“That didn’t seem to stop Majors Peter and Grace Newman.”
Her married friends on the tour with them. Rosemarie nodded. “True, but I’m not equal in rank to men that I’m interested in. And besides, the men on the Zoastra lack a certain ‘bad-boy rule-breaking’ mentality.”
“So there is someone on your ship that you wish would break a few rules for you?”
Yes, Marcus Aurelius. Rosemarie quickly quashed her silly daydream. It’s not going to happen. So why wonder when she’ll only make herself unhappy in the end?
“You need Dilorithum Dust,” Aladenia said.
“Dilorithum Dust? What’s that?”
“I apologize. Dilorithum Dust is a topical cosmetic many of us put on our faces. It promises that an interested man will make himself known to the girl. It’s supposed to drive men crazy. Unfortunately for us, the product doesn’t actually work as promised. It makes the face sparkle very nicely, though. Would you like to try some?”
Rosemarie nodded yes. “The cosmetics companies on our world used to promise women the same thing.”
“Our worlds have much in common.”
“If my father is right, we’re all from the same ancestors.”
“Our legends also speak of star people.” Aladenia added. “Your people look very similar to us, except that Earthlings have a variety of skin colors.”
Rosemarie glanced at her alien friend. Aladenia looked white, but the Persians had no coloring under their skin. No olive or pinkish undertones. They seemed more like ghosts. Rosemarie felt glad to be human. Her Asian and Irish ancestry gave her dark hair, and a temper to match anyone’s.
Rosemarie bought a package of Dilorithum Dust, because the smell made her feel heavenly.