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AA: Deart's CAEProfile Of a Bemy born Telepath
Name and Statuses:
Name: Deart Krouchie Cuhor Rangedon
Pronounced: Dare-et | Crook-Chi | Cue-hoar | Ran-gee-don
Sub Species: Bemy Bred | Lab Bred
Rank: Trainee | Student
Occupation: Lab Assistant | Networker | Psychology Student
Citizen ID: 8294019298-80
Planet of Residence: Aedus
Location of Residence: Shared Housing, Aedus
DOB: May 1st, 2560
Marital Status: Single
Physical Age: Late Twenties - Early Thirties
Actual Age: Adult at 2600
Eyes & Hair, and Skin:
[Eyes:] Black Sclera | Black Iris | Pink Pupil (Hex# ec6ca7)
[Hair:] Dark Blue (Hex #000A51)
[Hair style:] Curly (Forms ringlets when long enough)
[Skin:] Tan (Hex #c69b6a)
"The cast has fused back with the first half. Life signs and cell multiplication confirmed. The embryo has survived the procedure." The woman leaned back, attention turning to the project head. This was not the first in a long line of failures, but it was rather depressing. They had managed to split the Kaosmen's cast down to a few microns still connected; and when they split it? It had fused back together instead of trying to heal itself. "I'm sorry sir, maybe this one at least will be viable in other areas." She offered, mood lightening as the man nodded.
"All things have use as long as you are creative, at the least it may be viable for material harvest once old enough." Moving the man took over the station, taking the spore to slip back into its incubation Cabinet with the others of its set. It was one of five in its genetic set, and one of thirty in the experiment. Kaosment were handy for genetic work, but they were notoriously hard to get to term. Hopefully one or two woul
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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