such_a_bad_man
You know... That guy.
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It was early in this particular cycle and Specialist Syzlip woke from his sleeping pod. Letting it drain, he slid up over the edge and ingested his waking ration from the dispenser on the wall in his cubicle. The door opened with a hiss and he padded out and then down the wall, his foot pads gripping the wall all the way down to the main traverse path along the spine of the ship. He wanted to arrive just as his newest acquisition was rousing from the sleeping agent used during her harvesting.
Slipping into the water transit, he let the water send him to the right section of the ship where he popped through the membrane into specimen bay. The bay was set up to provide the specimens in each pod with an ecosystem to which they were accustomed. Luckily, the ship crew had certain talents that allowed interacting with the specimen without exposing themselves to the harsh climate in each pod. From their research on the ground, Syzlip was surprised that this new specimen could survive in a climate much like his own world's, though a bit drier and cooler than home.
Arriving at the pod in question, Syzlip stood and pressed his hands to the membrane of the pod, looking inside. Without flicking a switch, Syzlip brought the lights up to a level that matched the average solar intensity of the specimen's home planet. His pitch black eyes blinked as he had been out of the water for a few seconds; his nictitating membranes remoistened his eyes as he waited for the specimen to wake. As he inspected it, he was glad to see that the hunters had prepared it for experimentation; it was free of the "clothes" its culture thought necessary. Since the creature did not stir, Syzlip made some initial notes on the pad that came to float before him.
"Specimen #101861
Species: Higher order primate from Yellow dwarf solar system #1093
Gender: female
Preliminary findings: upper extremities terminate in tool-using appendages, lower extremities are non-pre-hensile, female of species possess mammalian nursing glands as expected, specimen appears to be of child-bearing age, will be judging quality of specimen for breeding program."
As Syzlip finished his notes, he looked down at the specimen curled on the floor. 'No adhesion-base mobility...' he noted as he adjusted his feet's grip on the ceiling.
Slipping into the water transit, he let the water send him to the right section of the ship where he popped through the membrane into specimen bay. The bay was set up to provide the specimens in each pod with an ecosystem to which they were accustomed. Luckily, the ship crew had certain talents that allowed interacting with the specimen without exposing themselves to the harsh climate in each pod. From their research on the ground, Syzlip was surprised that this new specimen could survive in a climate much like his own world's, though a bit drier and cooler than home.
Arriving at the pod in question, Syzlip stood and pressed his hands to the membrane of the pod, looking inside. Without flicking a switch, Syzlip brought the lights up to a level that matched the average solar intensity of the specimen's home planet. His pitch black eyes blinked as he had been out of the water for a few seconds; his nictitating membranes remoistened his eyes as he waited for the specimen to wake. As he inspected it, he was glad to see that the hunters had prepared it for experimentation; it was free of the "clothes" its culture thought necessary. Since the creature did not stir, Syzlip made some initial notes on the pad that came to float before him.
"Specimen #101861
Species: Higher order primate from Yellow dwarf solar system #1093
Gender: female
Preliminary findings: upper extremities terminate in tool-using appendages, lower extremities are non-pre-hensile, female of species possess mammalian nursing glands as expected, specimen appears to be of child-bearing age, will be judging quality of specimen for breeding program."
As Syzlip finished his notes, he looked down at the specimen curled on the floor. 'No adhesion-base mobility...' he noted as he adjusted his feet's grip on the ceiling.