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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 11:49 am
Ronchas returned in due time. He had to prepare the lab. It was, of course, much harder to convince like it, and would take him plenty of time but he done before, again and again and he was very proud of his creations. So he returned, testing the knob once to make sure it was unlocked, then knocked on the door and entered.
"So are you....Wonderful, wonderful!" Ronchas cried out as he noticed the full cup. He took it quickly, pulling out a top and snapping it closed so it wouldn't spill. "Well you can go home now. It will take sometime, some time, before they will be done, but no worries, no worries. My lab will take perfect care of them." Ronchas promised.
"All you must do is pay your 30k to the front desk and be on your way. You will recive a call, a call, when your children are ready to be 'born'." Ronchas beamed to him. This was wonderful, really wonderful. He'd have these children all to himself. Cloud whales! Oh how fascinating this would be.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 1:20 pm
Within such a short time frame, Kyte had taken to his thoughts, lost loosely in the word of generalities and spectacle observation. Now and again, his thoughts would drift towards mundane things. What was parenting actually like? Was he in over his head? No, no. He wouldn't allow him to think so - and parenting couldn't possibly be more complex than herding. Could it?
He'd made his perplexed humming noise, his lip shifting somewhat with the wonder. He would configure the technicalities one way or another, and he supposed it was nothing that could not be answered if he were so to pose the inquiry. Whether or not he could handle it, he had no idea, however, and that left him momentarily anxious and preoccupied - enough so that when Dr. Ronchas, whose name he had never requested, had given a knock on the door before proceeding entry.
Kyte had nearly jumped at the sound of the voice. His head had turned, and that faint blush had briefly taken its toll upon him, darkening his face. But Kyte was rigid, and it was gone soon as it came. "That's it?" He had asked, almost pleased with the simplicity of it all. No quirky blood sampling, no unorthodox medical tests. Just forms and ... Well.
"I'll get that done, and I really do appreciate it!" There was a twinge of something within Kyte's demeanor and voice. He had smiled broadly, something which may have seemed uncommon for him - and like that he had bothered to quickly shake the doctor's hand. "Thank you - and do see to it; the last thing I'd ever want to hear is the opposite." He had given a gruff sound, as if he may have laughed over some giddy ideology - and like that he had given his gratitude again, before slipping out the door. His worries circled him, his joy confounded him - and all together they had melded into some necessity of inquisition and exploration. Yet, there was greater relief. That sound - oh, that blessed sound he would not forget - and all Kyte needed to do to soothe himself over was assure himself that he most definitely would not be the solitary existence of his species within his presence.
He would certainly be a busy one in the coming days. There was, indeed, much to be learned, and much to think of. Certainly so...
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