Selective Breeding | EDITING

Part 12

Ruma laid with her head against and empty table. Watching the breeding room on a screen in front of her, the two didn't do anything. What she was supposed to do in this situation and what she was doing was two completely opposite things. She didn't feel like making a fuss over the two humans not doing the deed. She rolled her head to the side so she no longer had to stare at the screen.

With a deep sigh she was back to her depression. Her hand started to scribble into the table, not making anything she could see or anyone else could see.

"That was much needed fun." Vassenhilo came walking into the room. "RUMA," he bellowed looking at the screen over her shoulder. "Why aren't you keeping an eye on them. They are just setting in the corners of the room." he moved her over so he could watch the screen.

Ruma just slupped to the floor so that she could move away from Vassenhilo.

Vassenhilo turned his head, he noticed she was off, which for even him to notice was something. "Ruma are you alright?" he moved over to his small companion.

She whined and huffed and threw her head onto floor just laying there like a beat puppy.

"Right." Vassenhilo said looking around, though he wanted to get things moving the humans in the breeding chambers would be fine on their own while he attended to this mess. "Let's go get something warm, and we can talk." he picked her up and walked her out of the lab and towards his own personal chambers, that was stationed at the most northern part of the compound.

His personal area was much more like a personal mansion, far larger than he needed it to be, and decorated to the teeth with items from across the universes. He left his home all those years ago with nothing, and has slowly built his life back to pamperedness.

He sat her down and walked away coming back with the bot that makes hot drinks. "You know, Uncle had nearly twenty of these bots all over his house." he stood near her.

With her silence he decided to move on from what he was speaking about. "You remember Uncle don't you? You were his prize creation. Well, you and your group of demi-humans where, the first true line of what he wanted."

Ruma shifted away from Vassenhilo, she remembered the facility where she grew up, she remembered it all.

The lights flickered with a low audible buzz, rows of large cages stacked on top of each other in the medical wing that doubled as a lab. A much younger Ruma pawed at the lock as she was the only one small enough to be able to stick her hand through and meddle with the large metal knob.

"What are you doing?" a stern and older voice said, walking around the corner. A small yip from Ruma and she shuffled back to the opposite side of the cage. A creature of Vassenhilo's race stood on the other side and unlocked the cage "Come here little one," it said, opening the door, Ruma carefully crawled out and he picked her up. "Back to the Quadrant with you." he said walking her out a side door and through very long white halls until they reached an area that was filled with climbing trees and large flowering bushes, and fruit baring trees and plants. "Off you go," he said setting her down and pushing her in, as he sealed the area off once more.

"That was quite some time ago though," Vassenhilo said, fiddling with a pen in her tendrils, he watched as his oldest companion lay motionless on the couch. "Tell me, what is got you all upset?"

Ruma was silent for a moment before giving the signs for Brude and Maeger. Since she didn't have to try and speak words for Vassenhilo, she just started quickly spewing out her thoughts.

"Ahh, I see. You miss them. They were very valuable breeding aspects, and it is the most challenging thing about trying to recreate Uncle experiments is have such destinctive differences in the males." Vassenhilo started going off about something sciency about her demi-human race she stopped listening as it was obvious he had missed the point of what she was talking about. She laid back down and closed her eyes to remeber the life she had.