X-LAR 985

Another Character for a story I'm planning. Here's a segment (subject to change):

I blinked my eyes open to see the door to the cell open. "Get up Earthling." The guard commanded. I did as I was told. I vaguely wondered what was going on, since there were two guards, and neither of them had food. One came into the cell, saying nothing. That scared me. No taunting, not a word. He unlocked my chain from the wall and started pulling me out the door.
"Where are you taking him?" Kori finally asked.
The guard said nothing.
"I said...Where are you taking him?"
"I'm sorry...the captain has other plans for your pet." And with that, he closed the door.
My heart sunk. I suddenly had a horrible feeling that I would never see Kori again, but worse, I would never see earth again.
There was a scream, a large clang, and then I distinctly heard Kori cry out, "GLOKTA! SUPFERT! ROBIN!"
The hallway they led me down was dark, only lit with a red light. At the other end, they opened a cell and shoved me in, closing the door quickly behind me. They hadn't bothered to lock my chain.
Suddenly, I felt a hot breath on my collar. I turned slowly to see an alien looking down at me. I backed up slowly, only to bump into another one. I gulped. The whole cell was full of towering creatures.
"He is not of Tamaran...he lacks the red hair, and his skin is white." One whispered in the back.
"Help..." I squeaked out.
"Earthling." A voice spoke through the darkness.
"You speak English?!" I asked hopefully. Someone that I could finally communicate with.
"I can." A tall, lean creature stepped into the dim light from the door. His skin was green, and he wore purple eye coverings, much like the ones Kori was forced to wear. He had a humanoid figure, but was many feet taller then I. "What is your name little one?" He spoke with a strange accent.
"Richard."
"Where on earth do you reside?"
"I lived in California...in The US."
"I see." He pressed a few buttons on a keypad on his chest and his form morphed into a man. Brown wavy hair, brown eyes, and clothes from the 1920's. He looked to be around 40 years old. "On my planet, they called me X-LAR 985, on Earth I was Professor Tuor Chizhikov. I lived in Moscow for many years, and then in Wales where I learned English."
"Thank X'hal!" Kori was rubbing off on me. "Why did they put me in here?"
"Most likely to hide you from your companion."
There was a loud clank down the hall and a "SHOCAVORON!"
"She misses you already."
"So they aren't going to eat me?" I gestered to the other cellmates.
"Goodness no. This cell is for rare types. We are the only ones of our kinds on the ship...some of us are the last of our people, such as myself."
I looked around and suddenly, they didn't look so menacing.
"We have much to talk about."

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