Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Eleven) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris
Maybe humans did come from the sea.
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Later that day Rita is invited to eat supper with the Martins.
“Hope you like meat pies,” Aurora says passing her a steaming plate.
“I do,” Rita replies. She glances down at her new clothes. “Thank you for everything and I’ll pay you back as soon my term starts at the University.”
“We’re going to watch, What We Do In The Shadows, tonight,” Oliver says. “You’re more than welcome to watch it with us.”
“I’d love to,” Rita replies, realising she would like to, “but I’m meeting up with Iluka tonight.”
“Ask her to show you her paintings,” Oliver suggests.
“I will,” Rita promises.
Inside Iluka’s hallway is a painting of Uluru in the foreground with Luna in front of the Earth behind it. Iluka tells her the painting is based off pictures of Uluru by a famous photographer named Peter Samuel and of Luna and the Earth taken from space by NASA’s Deep Space Climate Observatory.
“It’s strange to see a place on Earth looking at Luna and the Earth,” Rita says.
“It tries to explain an aspect of Dreamtime,” Iluka says as she leads Rita to a side door attached between the hall and her kitchen. The door opens to the garage where Rita sees a dark green Super Soco electric motorcycle. “Neither of us can fly so we’ll ride to the harbour.”
At the harbour front Iluka parks on a dock near a bluebird yacht. An older gentleman with indigenous features is fishing off the boat.
“Can I leave my bike by your boat Liam?” she hears Iluka ask the man.
“Those things will kill you,” Liam replies with a guffaw tinged with humour.
“Does that mean you don’t want to take it for a spin,” Iluka throws in.
“Maybe but not tell I see you’re off doing whatever you’re doing. Wouldn’t want you to know.”
“I’ll leave my keys in the ignition than since there’s no worries you will.”
“How much ump is in it?”
“Enough for us to get back is someone were to take a short spin, and I mean no longer than half an hour.”
“I’m getting old. My half an hour is about an hour or two in your time.”
“Leave your boat open then.”
Iluka takes Rita to the base of the dock. “He throws whatever he catches back in. The water’s oily here but here we must enter. I’ll be in my truest form but I suggest you change to a platypus if you can. That way you can communicate by moving your paws. The messages will travel faster if you’re submerged.”
“What will you be protecting me from?” Rita asks as she steps into the warm salt water.
“Maybe bull sharks but that’s rare.”
“I think I’ll just turn into my aquatic self.” Rita’s eye turn yellow to see better, and gills grow at the back of her jaws.
Iluka climbs into the water beside her. Rita is taken back when she sees Iluka’s upper body turn into an indigenous woman of Northern Australia and a fish below. “If you feel a strong sound wave it’s me telling you to get out of the water.”
Rita nods and submerges.
Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt
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Tags: Australia, Environmental Technology, Science Fiction, Spiritualism
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