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 Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 12:20 am
He eyed the puddly dog dissolving off his arm. "I'd say this has gone beyond being 'afraid', Isoke." He prodded it and it glooped in terror. "Come on, 'la." It was pretty difficult to achieve a pleased smile masked by 'good intentions', but he managed it just in time for the puddle's kitty-cat girl to show up.
"Nothing, 'Mena hun." He shrugged and simultaneously put his hands up akin to the criminal with all tracks covered, which was quite true. "What did I say, hmmm," He tapped his claws together [it was funny, because for a kitty he seemed to have his claws out at all times]. "I said...making baybees," one finger went up, "procedure," another finger, "wondrous," pronouced emphasis on the first syllable, "joyous occasion, beautiful thing, upcoming conception of your children, your passage into your true calling and manhood dot dot dot - that's an ellipsis - for new life." He raised an eyebrow, ears flush against his head, looking hurt at the accusation. "I don't know what you were thinking but Gyasi and Isoke can pretty much testify to what I said. Heaven knows the shrimp was far gone by the time I mentioned anything about balls for sure."
The seven fingers up curled into thoughtful fists. "There is one other thing," he purposefully snapped his fingers in slow motion, mimicking relevation. "The master has requested all to enter individually for certain administrative reasons." [It figured the only time he'd use 'master' for Maxx was to pinpoint the blame.] "Maybe you know, that's what he's blubbing about, but it certainly isn't unnecessary!"
He kicked up his heel and swung it over the other foot in a rakish, cocky pose.
"That's pretty much it, yeah."
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 11:02 am
The giraffe couldn't even get out a greeting as Colton was suddenly attached to Mena's leg. He looked somewhat stunned by the older Hyte's antics, but not sympathetic; he himself was not afraid of needles, least of all for the purpose of new life, therefore he could not empathize with whatever Colton was suffering.
He turned his grey eyes onto the springbok at his side, lifting his free hand to cup Isoke's cheek. "Will you be okay with this, 'soke?" he asked quietly as Maxwell ranted and raved about everything he'd said in the past five minutes. "If you are uncertain...if you do not want to, I will not begrudge you that. I want you to be happy." For perhaps one of the first times in his life, Gyasi looked quite serious, regarding his best friend and partner with respect and concern.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 11:32 am
'Mena raised her own eyebrow in return, glancing from still-dissolved Colton to Maxwell, passive calm now on her face. Of course she didn't believe Maxwell hadn't been tormenting Colt from the moment the puppy-boy had arrived, the question was how to resolve this and simultaneously heal Colt's massive breakdown. This was going to be a bit tricky.
"Certain administrative reasons?" she asked finally. "May I inquire as to the nature of those reasons? Or, better yet, I'd love to talk to Maxx about this. I have the -utmost- of respect for the staff and their chosen procedures, but, quite honestly, I think you can see this is going to be a bit of a problem unless we can come to some kind of compromise."
She moved a finger beneath her chin in a thoughtful gesture, and then added slyly, "For example, is it absolutely necessary that you perform this...procedure?" She would've just said 'drawing blood' but she had a feeling that might set Colton off more and she wasn't willing to risk it. "Given your past histories, let alone his fear of this, I think he would respond quite favorably to...well, almost anyone other than you, to not put too fine a point upon it," she said politely, though a certain aggressive tone was clear underneath her words for anyone listening for such a thing.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 12:25 pm
"Oh no, you may not inquire the nature of those reasons." He gamely waved a finger. "Classified information!" Wink wink.
"However, I am deeply," he sighed, "deeply honoured that you thought I would be doing the procedure. In fact, that makes me," he leant forward, face close to Mena's, "deeply regretful that I'm not." He straightened up, and stuck his tongue out one side of his mouth in a slightly petulant fashion. "Maxx is. In fact, if you still don't believe me, you can come in first with me and Maxx and you'll see how it's going to be done." He tilted his head towards the giraffe. "Gyasi can go second, so you can sooth your significant others before they go in."
He clapped his paws together and gave an easy smile. "So if Colt will let go of your leg, and Isoke will make up his mind about whether he wants little spiraffes, we can get started nice and soon."
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 1:35 pm
Isoke flicked his ear at Gyasi’s quiet question, his light brown hues looking soft as he gave him a tiny smile. Leaning up he pressed a kiss to the giraffes cheek and gave him a hug. “I’ll be fine, its just the nerves leading up to the task at hand” He explained softly, trying to hide the anxiety he was experiencing.
“I want to go through with this honestly, I can’t let this little fear stop me” The springbok smiled then looked at Maxwell for a moment. He wasn’t scared…well he was but not enough not to go through with it. Enikil had told him it would just be a quick p***k and then it will pass and be over with, and she wouldn’t lie.
“I’ll even go first… it may make Colton a little more at ease if he sees someone go in and come out fine right?” Isoke suggested.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 1:55 pm
Through this whole exchange, the retriever Hyte looked back and forth between the speakers, still clutching Mena's leg. His ears perked forward at the mention of Maxx doing the... procedures. "Maxx?" he asked quietly. The co-owner wasn't so bad. In fact, Colton would have liked to be around the guy if it hadn't been for Maxwell popping up along with him.
His look of almost calm dissolved back into panic. "You're leaving me?!" Colton sobbed quietly for a moment (kinda like this: crying ), but released the feline's leg, scooting back until he was back against the wall. "Just... don't scream, if he starts sucking out your inner organs. I won't sleep at night if I hear anything." But, the silence would probably be harder, not knowing what was going on behind the closed doors.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 2:09 pm
Gyasi would have purred if he had the vocal chords to do so, hugging Isoke fondly. "You'll make an amazing father," he assured the springbok, keeping one arm looped around his partner with pride. He counted himself blessed that his dear Isoke was so selfless, despite his fear and discomfort.
"Colton," he looked over to the retriever, his expression placid. "It is just a needle; even if a vial is drawn, it wont be any more than a few seconds." Gyasi kept his words light and kind, trying to encourage the older Hyte to be more his animal self than his human side, as it were. Of course, he had no concrete way of knowing this to be true, but he'd seen enough television and movies to make a fair assumption. Even he didn't know all, but he couldn't see the point in being so afraid.
He had, perhaps, not quite grasped the terms used between Maxwell and Mena to make things easier. Then again, Gyasi had never been one to mince words.
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 2:34 pm
"Oh Isoke you macho man," He patted Isoke's shoulder. "Macho macho macho man."
"I'm very happy with all - most - of you being so mature about this business." He ticked off the four of them: "Let's put Colt and Isoke at ease, so we'll go with Mena, Gyasi, Isoke, Colt. Three people ahead of the puppy puddle might allow him to solidify before the time comes."
He twirled around on a foot, and placed his paw on the sensor-lock of the lab-room. "If we may, Miss Philomena. If we may."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:12 pm
Well, at least somebody'd had the sense enough to not let Maxwell do anything important. With a tiny sigh of relief, she went quickly to Colt's side (which took no more than a few steps) and leaned down to be on his level. "I'll be fine," she promised. "And I'll come back, no vital organs or anything missing, okay?" she added, a bit of a wry look on her face before she leaned in to kiss the quivering Colt on the forehead, then stood straight, turning back to face Maxwell.
"Very well," she said, in reply to him. "Please, lead the way."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:39 pm
After they'd entered the room, the metal door slid shut and clicked in assurance of security. The place was certainly atmospheric, lit with a fluorecent, almost blue glow around the edges of the ceilings, with slotted tubes lining the walls. It seemed to be a small lab temporarily converted to a patient room, with a couple of counters and matching chairs. Maxx was perched on one of the chairs - it was evident he'd dressed up for the occasion in a long labcoat.
The most noticable thing about the place was really the chair in the middle, constructed out of thick steel. A cushion had been plonked on it to make it look more friendly, but its presence indicated business.
"Boss." Maxwell clicked his claws against the metal soundproof walls.
"Philomena," Maxx swivelled and descended. "It is good to see you." His smile was not quite as intimidating as his Hyte's as he lacked the fangs, though it contained the same amount of pleasure. "Sit down hun," a gesture to the centerised steel chair. "It won't take long."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 1:02 pm
Philomena looked around the lab with open curiousity--this was her first time "in the back", so to speak. She sort of wondered what the room where she'd been 'created' looked like, but figured it was probably fairly in keeping with this one. Labs in general tended not to have much variation, from her experience.
She smiled back at Maxx, a quick jolt of nerves surprising her--but she dismissed it quickly as just being alone with Maxx and Maxwell, which would probably make most people a tad nervy. "It's been awhile," she agreed, taking a seat in the indicated chair.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:16 pm
"Well, we should get to it as fast as we can." Maxx nodded thoughtfully, and compulsively ticked off something on a clipboard - probably for no good reason. "I...hmm...this is a bit awkward, but I think there should be fair warning that," he turned and produced a bagged syringe that spanned the length of his hand, neatly cupped in place. "It's this big."
"I don't intend to withdraw that much," he clarified quickly, before Mena could react. "Just, just here." His fingertips indicated a gap about one centimeter.
"I would also like to mention that we decided on blood not abitrarily." He shared a glance with his jaguar. "It was agreed that it would be a better medium for checking certain balances in the embryo because we're not quite sure what might happen in your case, which is hybrid plus hybrid, which would result in an even more hybrid product, understand. I'm sure you do Mena."
A rustle and he removed the syringe from its plastic; Maxwell had made his way to one of the other counters and was now simultaneously ripping open the packaging of a sterilised needle. "I suspect I only feel the urge to explain this much to you because you aspire to do things that are quite close to our profession." He said as the needle was delicately handed to him.
"Prep, mini-me."
"Yeah, sure." The jaguar secured a velcro strap around Mena's upper arm. "F*** you, by the way. What the f***, mini-me."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 7:50 pm
"That sounds reasonable enough," 'Mena said. Somehow, she'd simply taken it for granted that Jun and Maxx would just be able to combine everything no problem, but now that she stopped to think about it...hell, she didn't think she wanted to think too much about what had to involved to come up with a viable hybrid-hybrid. She did briefly wonder what they planned to do with a possible third generation of double hybrids mating with double hybrids, but she figured there would probably be some sort of measure to only take the most dominant in each hybrid-hybrid. It rather made her head hurt to think about it.
"I thank you very much for the explanation, Maxx," 'Mena added. "It's very fascinating to hear about, though since I'm bad enough with smallish things and inanimate objects, I think I'd be terrified to do too much with living, sentient creatures." Plus, she was rather disappointed with her own ability to combust things that, in all technicality, shouldn't be able to explode. If she ever tried to experiment with living beings, she'd probably either end up with zombies or spontaneously combustible biological bombs.
"I can hear you, Maxwell," she said, with the tiniest smile. Philomena rather enjoyed the jaguar's irritation, and thought that, though she'd never really spent much time with him, perhaps she liked Maxx after all. Anyone who could get under Maxwell's skin she was partial to count a friend.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 3:59 am
Maxwell growled sourly while his owner chuckled. "Cheer up kiddo, I couldn't resist." He slotted the needle into the syringe. "Thank you for your understanding 'Mena, and I'm sure your scientific prowess will come 'round sometime."
A gentle swab across the crook of 'Mena's elbow, he grasped her forearm and said "Let's make this quick."
The price on eBay weren't such a gyp after all, and the needle slid in easily and swiftly. Master and Hyte held their breath until the tube filled up to the prerequisite level and the needle was quickly withdrawn.
"We're done." He smiled as he made Maxwell fumble around with a plaster patterned with cheery yellow smilies. Once it was accurately stuck onto her arm, Maxx emptied the sample into a vial. "Thank you very much 'Mena, you're free to go."
"I'll go out to get Gyasi." The jaguar tapped the switch and the door slid open once more. As he escorted the feline lady out, Maxx thoughtfully murmured: "You do that, Igor."
"You're an a*****e." If the steel door could slam, it would have.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 10:45 am
'Mena tried not to look at the blood as it was being drawn--a surefire way to end up a little dizzy--but it was quickly over, and she exhaled, not realizing she'd been holding her breath too. She was incredibly amused by the bandage, but she figured she'd use that to her advantage when convincing Colt that there wasn't much to be afraid of.
Maxx led her to the door, and she paused on the threshold. "I'll do my best to convince Colton," she said hesitantly, then added in almost a whisper, "But if he's really irate even after everyone else...can we knock him out or something to get the sample?" Not that she actually wanted to hurt Colton, but she was protecting Hytech from an enraged Shimy here. Or that's what she kept telling herself.
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