Selective Breeding | EDITING

Part 42

Ruma stroked Deon's hair as he laid panting in her laps. She had stopped her work and was focused on him.

He hadn't told her what happened or what triggered him busting back into the office room.

They stayed their for a long time.

Ruma eventurally went back to working, keeping a hand on Deon.

"Are you done?"

Ruma shook her head no.

"I don't want to be here Any longer."

Ruma sighed, and then pressed a button on the side of the desk. He saw but didn't know what it did.

They continued cuddled together until a knock at the door came. Ratok walked in.

"I was expecting Vassenhilo summoning me not you two. Something wrong?"

Deon could feel Ruma quickly signing to Ratok.

"Yeah. I can drop him off."

Ratok walked around and patted Deon's back and waved him to follow. Deon stood kissed Ruma and followed out with Ratok.

Leaving Ruma to her own devices in the office.

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A notification of another work request from.Vassenhilo came through. Ruma clicked on it, scanned over it with her eyes and then walked into the hold area on the opposite door.

It was a pure white room with cages in four lines. Going from floor to ceiling with about six across and five up.

They were fairly empty. Except for four cages that had humans in them.

The first one was a first generation, and she was just checking on his food and water. He came off the same shipment as Deon

The next was a second Generation. She was basic human and a larger generation mix. Her longer limbs seemed to be causing issue. Here sheet also read several other mutations occurred.

Ruma sighed, walking over to the grey sink and washing her arms. Then went to a cabinet and pulled out a sanitized syringe. Then, back to the girl's cages.

Ruma looked over the girl, she already had an IV in her upper chest. So the next part was easy. She flipped the lock and Ruma climbed in with her. Being quick to pull enough blood for the vile.

The girl looked weak, like she was letting life fade from her willingly. Ruma looked at her for a moment. Then grabbed her chart off of the pad.

She noticed first that she hadn't been fed. Ruma walked out of the cage leaving it open as she knew the girl onside was far too weak to move out quick enough to cause issues.

She came back from the fridge that was stationed in the area with a peach, and a needle filled with a brown solution. Ruma unsure of what it was, just that the message Vassenhilo sent said that she needed it.

The girl looked up, watching Ruma, as she sat down the syringe. A soft groan came from the girl, as if to attempt to protest. Ruma's eyes flickered up watching, seeing that she still had some resolve left, and it was currently trying to fight what ever was in the vial.

Ruma picked it up off the tray that she was carrying. Just to watch what the girl's reaction would be. Ruma watched as she threw herself back, as much as she could, which was all of an inch as the poor girl lacked any muscle from being starved out.

Ruma's heart gave in, she knew that reaction all too well. Her head peaked out of the cage and looked side to side. There was no cameras directed into the cage or down the line of cages. She quickly pocketed the needle to dispose of later, and scuch in close to the girl. Slowly peeling, small, bite size chunks of the peach of in her hand and helping the girl eat.