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"Hm, that makes two of us now doesn't it?" A touch on the joke of yesterday of her squealing in that same manner. How she proved him wrong. But taking his PAID tag she scanned it, which brought up all his personal information.

A few passwords and inputs of coding later as well as a physical sign off on it all before that lovely 'accepted' sign popped up on screen then listed his information again in updated format for his securities and what not. Jelena held it out to James. "There we are, good to go."

And she turned, leaving the room and securing it with it's passwords once James was out, then lead him down the hall to the cerberus. It was indeed quite the puppy now...big puppy rather. Already a good foot from floor to shoulder and a foot and a half long. Covered in a fien coat of ebony colored fur that seemed to have some markings that were done in subtle indigos and crimsons. "She's a cutie, that's for sure." And Jelena went about checking systems on her an what not via her lovely little new systems. Oh yes, she was giddy over those.

"She's not too far behind the growth curve. Not to mention my fenrirs are mixed with wolf genetics, she's strictly more domesticated canine breeds. Growth rates differ, she may do most of hers when she hits three months or so. And my first fenrir was only two feet by three feet when he was fresh out."

One of those confident smiles of hers as she pressed a few buttons and looked to James. The liquid in the tube with the echo seemed to shift and ripple a little before settling back out. "Besides, I've been restricting her growth...and now I'm not." Indicating what the little movement to teh water meant. Nanos meant to disentigrate the blocking agents she had used to keep growth down.

"She'll get another foot or so on her in both dimensions before I break her out. If I let them grow in the way they're programed too, it will happen too fast and cause problems. Thus I keep it restricted till about a week to three days before I plan on pulling them from stasis. So, she's not a runt, just been held back."

One of those nostaligc looks though as she glanced to the creature, walking over and placiong hands on the tubing. "No, never gets old at all. Only more wonderous...almost like...magic." Which was a hush hush word in the science community. A little laugh. "Over all diagnosis? You'll have yourself a scampering trouble causing puppy in a few days, a week a most. You need to go pick an enclosure and we need to outfit it properly enviroment wise."

A nod to him. "When you're playing with genetics you have to be careful, not to mention fostering growth in such an unnatural setting." For a moment she watched him go before she took to staring again. And when he came back she was still starring with hands pressed to the glass. Much like a child yearning over a toy they saw in the window and christmas was only a few days off.

But a look to him as he gained her attention once more and she took a step back, brushing a few blonde strands from her eyes before anything else. "That quick did you, well let's have a look see." Jelena merely followed him back to the enclosure he had picked and gave it her personal once over...a little knowing grin. "Hm this seems oddly familiar. You're really into this, aren't you?" Not many of her techs shared her passion and wonderment for this whole thing. It was a pity, but they did thier jobs.

"Yes, commonly once I establish a genetic stability and a success, I do tend to make another of an opposite gender. Not so much for reproduction studies, that's jsut a plus, but more for the basic need of companionship that is innate in most their species."

"Avians like flocks, equines like herds, canines packs, felines prides, even the cold blooded ones enjoy thier own little community group." A little thoughtful look. "The reason the gender differs is merely to up the potiential bonding and to decrease a potiental massacre of each other. Old studies prove more often than not that two animals of the same sex will try to rip each other apart for dominance.

Normally that wouldn't bother me, it's nature...but being of such time consuming and careful creations means...the less deaths the better. Though I do get a say in if they breed or not...currently I only let my Fenrirs...despite how the others may try. Once I see those pups make it to thier older years I'll let the others in on the fun."

She shook her head. He was so into this now wasn't he? "Well...when you have two of opposing gender who are both two years minimum in age and meet all the other requirements, and granting these puts continue to flourish as they are, you can submit the proper paper work to undertake that yourself now can't you?"

A little laugh and a pat to his arm. Technically she was somewhat his boss now...and she liked to tease everyone about the proper forms thing. Jelena liked her paperwork...not that she kept it neat or anything. "Though from my own hypothesis, when a hydra regrows it's heads...or at least the studies I've done, they're all typically leaned toward the gender the creature originally started. Just my two cents, but who knows."

Leaning back against the enclosure wall she side glanced him. "You know, I almost went into robotics. But like you said, it's so set in stone on what happens and what does what. I prefer the surprises and spices of life."

He had theat sleepy one eye closed as he sat on the bed's edge thing going. A yawn and another scratch through his hair. It was hightly likely he was just as ignornat to her apperance as she had been moments earlier. "Nope..."

Yawn and he streched his arms above his head, funny thin was that hsi wings seemed to mimic thier motion behind him, splaying and 'stretching' themselves. That's how they were in the morning, were mostly running on muscle movement until the whole system kicked in and he was fully away. "Geez...how late were we up?"

More stretching, almost feline like with wings that mimicked the movements before he stood up from the bed, both eyes open now, and he ran a hand through his hair to straighten it and then he attempted to push out some wrinkles from his clothes as his wings seems to get their own wits about them and stopped their copying, folding back neatly.

"Wow that late huh? Or early rather. No wonder I feel all bogged down." He smiled lightly and shoved his hands in his pockets as he stepped into his boots. "My family used to let me sleep as long as I wanted, being so sick and all. Mom figured if I was asleep in bed I wasn't endangering myself by wanting to rough house and what not."

A little shrug before he blinked a few times and seemed to look around the room with an odd wonderment. He was really just doing a sweep of the place to know what was triggering sound waves in his vision. No one liked strange unknown sounds. "Slept great. You bed is softer than mine. You?"