Selective Breeding | EDITING

Part 28

Deon vomited over the side of one of the railing.

"You know I was expecting Ruma to be the one getting sick on me not you." Ratok stood a few feet from him, as he made notes on his pad.

Deon shivered and shook his head, "I'm sorry. I just-" he shuttered again. "I just kinda forgot how much of this you and Ruma were wrapped up in." he slowly made his way back over to Ratok, looking back out over the glass observitory.

About a hundred feet below, there were humans running about. One or two that he spotted he regonized from the ship he came in on, the others were either starts of hyper-species or from other ships.

"Will I ever be expected to take parts in this, like you two?" Deon looked up, holding himself together.

Ratok tilted his head and thought about it. "No, I couldn't see a good reason on why Vassenhilo would make you." he sighed, "Though, he may make you breed Ruma eventurally."

Deon narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

Ratok got tense, "profit"

Deon decided not to ask more about that and look out again. Then he thought about Ruma's journal. "She has a book next to her bed. With a list of kids and notes. There is more there than should be for someone her age."

Ratok set his pad away. "What do you mean?"

"There was a notebook next to her bed, and I kinda got curious and went through it."

Ratok growled and sighed, "I am going to have to beat your ass one of these days, aren't I?"

Deon nodded, "yeah probably, just not today." he turned leaning his back against the glass, "Anyways, like I said he had dates, times, number and genders, some even had names, and her notes were all really heartbreaking, like died, sold, experiments, etc"

"I am not surpirsed. That is one track for what she had told me." Ratok said turning back to his pad, and finishing his notes. He sent them through and then got Deon to start moving.

"She's told you about them?"

He nodded, "I have known Ruma for many years, she has told me alot."

"You know about her species?"

"Yes, I know a decent amount I believe." Ratok said guiding Deon to the next Quad."

"Tell me about them?" he asked, very intently curious.

"What do you want to know." Ratok was already pulling up his next checklist.

"Is being mute a species thing?"

"No, that is Ruma spesific from at least what she had told me."

Deon put that bit of information away, he was curious about it, but deemed it better to ask Ruma about it. "Okay, than the animalistic nature also a ruma Spesific?"

Ratok shook his head no, " Nah, that was why they were breed."

"To be animalistic?"

"Partical, from what I was told, and of course this comes from only what Ruma knowns. They were breed to be, strong, faster, smart, and more durable than a typical human-"

"Explains Ruma a bit," Deon interupted.

Ratok gave him a killer glare, then continued, "-But, they were also supposed to be more emotionally inclinded, less group social, and more bonded like relashionships."

"The Meager and Brudes." Deon quickly added in.

"Yep."

"I have heard it bounce around, and you brought it up a couple of times. Can that one be explained better?" Deon asked, hoping for some answers finally.

"First, Maegers are the bigger of the two male types, they protect, hunt, work, things like that for the female. Maegers choose their Females, in her species the females rarely have a choice on their Maegers." Ratok explained as he unlocked the door to the new Quad, and let Deon in first. As he came up behind Deon he continued. "Brudes, are the smaller, they stay around the female's offspring more often, they assist her through her life, rather it's child care, or personal, the female chooses her Brude male, and they generally don't have a choice, the Brudes are also generally but not always more emotionally inclinded, or at least that is what I was told."

"You have been told alot"

"Like I said, I've had years of connection with her,"

"How many?"

Ratok thought, "Almost sixteen."

"How old are you?"

"35?"

"How old is she?"

"A couple centuries."

"I'm gonna get sick again."

Ratok was confused by Deon's actions, "Why?"

"She is ancient and should be dead, and yet she acts like a child have the time. She confuses me."

"I thought she made you feel safe?" he teased but playfully and not mockingly.

"She does, and one doesn't negate the other."

Deon looked out and saw there was another glass observation place, he peered over the rail and looked down. "Uhm" he said, feeling his stomach coming up again. "Ratok-"

"Yes?"

"I think there might be a problem you need to look at." he said pointing to the scene down below."

Ratok looked over and his jaw dropped, he grabbed his ear peice and radioed Vassenhilo.

"Boss, we have a big problem in Quad 86."

Deon heard a buzz of a responce.

"It's best if you just come down here and look at it."

Deon shook his head, and started to shiver again, when Ratok got off the radio he looked at Deon, "You going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I think so, but I have to know if I saw something right."

"Which was?"

"Was that guy, eating a arm?"