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Matthias Rueger
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The Core Worlds
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Ottoman
Description
Deceased
So begins...
Matthias Rueger's Story
One of the children made a question sound at the cat, and crawled closer, trying to take the cat from the man. The others gather around in curiosity, all wanting to see this new thing as well. The children were enjoying their stay here, so far. One of them changed to mimic the cat, and a few others did as well. This was fun! It wasn't their natural form yet, not really. They were just mimicking. On of the new 'kittens' had fathers in odd places even.
The act didn't go over so well with the cat, but the scientists seemed delighted that the two resumed their original forms, even if they were more alien than what they had expected. Approaching the two, one of them, a woman, knelt close to them, examining the larger of the two, taking great care to note the odd formations on its back. What looked to be metallic feather... probably something useful, and relevant to the race's interesting capabilities. It was at this that she picked up the counterpart to the one that'd been injured, curious to get a better look.
The little one chirped, annoyed at this, but allowed to woman to hold her, beak and talons at the ready. What was the woman doing, huh? It was weird! She just seemed to be looking her over. The little one turned into a human form, mimicking the feautre of the woman and without a stitch of clothing on...oddly, it seemed to be covered in soft downy feather, and it clearly didn't understand human anatomy well.
The smack only caused it to shift shapes, and struggle harder. It's twin cried out and pointed over the other. "GIVE!" It roared loudly, wanting her back. "GIVE!" It shouted again, trying to get it to come back again. No, no! Bad! This was a bad thing!
Leaving the room, the other man took the thing, now accompanied by another, to whatever testing room they were bound for, the door closing behind them as the woman turned to the new one. Trying her best to subdue the thing, she picked it up more gently than the last, cooing in an attempt to alleviate its despair. Matthias was rather displeased with this, a slight frown becoming evident on his face.
"If you can't subdue the thing, just kill it."
"If you can't subdue the thing, just kill it."
"Give!" It demanded again, clearly distressed, and reaching out to where they took it's twin. It wanted its twin back, and needed it. The others were becoming unsettled, watching, as one, the door, though occasionally, they're eyes flickered to the upset twin. It became silent, the playign and the games ceasing as they realized that a twinset had been seperated.
One of the bigger children picked at the steak carefully, and tried to rip it wiht clumsy human hands. It didn't work out. The boy child pouted. The child shifterd to it's true form, an erutin one, and began the rip into it with it's teeth. The others tried to come closer, but the kitten pulled it over to his twin and snapped at the others coming closer. The golden rings were on these two tails, and bother were quickly in their natural forms to eat. Others mimicked this. No more of the children with scales were there, so there was a mix of feathers and fur, as some fought over the food supply.
The two in the other room were calm now, reunited. They'd go along with any tests, though attempts to touch the gold spots would result in fighting.
The two in the other room were calm now, reunited. They'd go along with any tests, though attempts to touch the gold spots would result in fighting.
Taking the two to a nearby table, they sat the two on it, hoping that they'd cooperate and stay standing. Almost immediately they began the examination of the rings, touching them with instruments before actually venturing to feel of them. Matthias sighed at this, motioning to one of his men with a gloved cybernetic hand, a swift finger across the throat, ordering him to close the channel. Not a mere moment after he had done such, he looked to a figure who sat in the rear of the place, asking, "I fail to see any scientific method at hand here."
With a light chuckle, she answered, "This is simply for us to see. I doubt you'll want to actually watch testing for a few hours. This is the preliminary." She certainly wasn't the typical LandwƤchter personnel, she was clad to lightly for that, and held a grace to her mannerisms that rigorous training had a way of doing away with.
"As you say, director Hofmann."
With a light chuckle, she answered, "This is simply for us to see. I doubt you'll want to actually watch testing for a few hours. This is the preliminary." She certainly wasn't the typical LandwƤchter personnel, she was clad to lightly for that, and held a grace to her mannerisms that rigorous training had a way of doing away with.
"As you say, director Hofmann."
The material was odd, to be sure. Nothing of the likes that anyone in the Hegemony had seen before, at least not in any public reports. If anything the scientists pursued the mysteries of the things for the sake of science, whilst Director Hofmann was simply doing as she was ordered. Produce a working piece of Erutin technology or fabricate some sort of technology. At the least, examine it and understand its basic function. The ability to shift into whatever form one could imagine would be an incredible asset to the Hegemony, especially in the Home galaxy.
Restraining the two creatures while a compatriot fetched a sedative, the woman didn't take long to begin a more detailed examination of the rings, trying to find out just what it was that filled them, or if they could be punctured.
"This has little point, director."
"Your visit has little point, StandartenfĆ¼hrer. You're just here to watch."
"And you're not?"
"It's my job." With an annoyed, internal sigh, Matthias ceased his arguing and again turned back to the inspection of the beasts.
Restraining the two creatures while a compatriot fetched a sedative, the woman didn't take long to begin a more detailed examination of the rings, trying to find out just what it was that filled them, or if they could be punctured.
"This has little point, director."
"Your visit has little point, StandartenfĆ¼hrer. You're just here to watch."
"And you're not?"
"It's my job." With an annoyed, internal sigh, Matthias ceased his arguing and again turned back to the inspection of the beasts.
The things were to be examined and scanned in earnest before actually trying to take the substance from the rings. It'd be imperative to get it separate and analyze it in detail before they tried to replicate it in any way. This was surely the connection that the creatures had with their ability, unless their ability was biological.
If things lead to that eventuality, then dissections would be in order.
If things lead to that eventuality, then dissections would be in order.
In the other room, on of the little ones had marshaleld the troops so to speak and was tryign to bully them into saying the word the scientists were speaking. So far, the group imitated, but without understanding, a few phrases. Their pronunciation was certainly not the least bit exact, but they were trying.
The little one blinked, then smiled. "Valgust Sule!" It held a hand against it's chest and then grabbed on of the others, tugging it forward. "Tume Shaft!" she said with a smile, the pointed to the scientist. "Frank! Tume? Valgust?"
Frank blinked for a moment, pondering just what it meant by its question, and, thinking that he had developed a proper response, spoke, "Frank," he said, patting his chest, "Azrican." He then waved for one of the others, a smaller, stockier comrade, to come forward. "Phillip, Belkan."
Frank didn't know how to respond, or how to speak with the creature. Pointing again to himself, he spoke his name, "Frank. Frank Ellis." He then looked to Phillip, speaking as he pointed, "Phillip. Phillip Meisel." He then pointed back to himself, "Azrican." Waiting to see if the creature understood, he paused before pointing back to Phillip, "Belkan."
They were like children, albeit children who already knew a language.
They were like children, albeit children who already knew a language.
Frank's eyebrows arched, thinking that he finally began to understand the relationship that all of the creatures shared, and began to provide a new explanation that delved further into things. Motioning between both he and Phillip, "Scatteran." Then with a finger to Phillip, "Belkan." and back to himself, "Azrican."
That was not a satisfactory answer at all, and Sule put her hands and her hips and tapped her foot. She had seen someone do it once. "Frank, valgus voi tume? Phillip, valgus tume voi? Ma valgus ols. Mida sa?" She said, clearly growing annoyed with him. This had gone on quite long enough. She wanted to know. Then again, they didn't seen to understand. But...there were lights. Perhaps if she pointed. She proceeded to point to several different lights, including a lamp. "Valgus, valgus, valgus, valgus, valgus! Mitta liiga tume." She tried to explain. These Belkans were odd.
"Yes?" She said, the pointed to another lab coat, this one on a hook. "Yes." she pointed to Phillip's, then touched it. "Yes." She said again, just to make certain that was what it was called. She bit her bottom them and said. "Want yes."
Frank shook his head, pointing at his lab coat and speaking, "Coat. Lab coat." He did the same for Phillip's, and for the one that she'd pointed to earlier. Afterwards he grasped both the coat and his pants at the same time, placing the two together as he spoke, "Clothing." However, he soon made the distinction between pants and the coat as well, hoping to avoid any more confusion with the creature.
"Sule want clothing. Clothing...clothing karusnaha on?" She said, not knowing the word. This language was hard! "Want clothing." She said, giving up on finding the word. She was, of course, covered in a layer of short fuzzy fur to keep her warm. But still,she wanted it.
This much they understood, and after nodding to Phillip, Frank turned back to the little ones. "We want change." Perhaps the new phrase would be difficult for them to understand, but he made a gesture between himself and his colleagues as he repeated we, and then he held up two fingers, switching it with one and back to two for change. "Change. We want."