Helix Operatives: Creation

Genetics: Ceves

Ceves was working in the garage on some of the trucks in the late afternoon. He was salvaging them for any other supplies and parts that he could use. He heard the garage door open and he rolled out from under the truck to see Tendro walking in. "Hey," said Tendro.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Asked Ceves as he rolled back under the truck.

"Making more of the RDAPs for the upcoming mission. You?" Asked Tendro as he walked over to a workbench.

"Well, I'm salvaging parts of these trucks for the getaway vehicle," said Ceves as he grabbed a wrench from the ground.

"Getaway?" Asked Tendro.

"C'mon Ten, you and I know that we'll have to go there and get back. I'm figuring since we're going to be taking an entire slave camp back here I'm figuring one or two of the larger vehicles. Make the glass and walls bullet resistant. Put some protection around the engine and undercarriage and boom. You can drive right?" Asked Ceves as he rolled back underneath the vehicle.

"I've driven a MRAP before," said Tendro. "Figured it would be the same."

"Yeah. So, what'd you do after you after you get out?"

"Well after being given the boot. I bounced from friend's couch to friend's couch all the way to back here. Then I got comfortable to benches around the town. No one would hire a dishonored Anthro. When storms got bad I ducked under a tree or in an abandoned building. Lots of homeless get around and know the best place for cheap food and disposed of fabrics. Made the blanket big enough to share with others if I needed to."

"Damn, got a lot more survival skills than me."

"I'll be happy to show you some. So, about Certainia. What's your opinion of her?"

"She could be a good member to help us. If she can control herself and get her head on straight... I admit there's something about her that seems off but I just don't know what."

"I don't either... How did someone who's so smart wind up staying a slave for so long?"

"That's the question I'm asking. But let's be honest here, she was abused and mentally got so fucked up that maybe she didn't know what to do. It's hard to leave when it's like that."

"Until you put the gun in her hands."

"Yeah, until that. Let's be honest, she needed it. Just to do what she needed in order to escape her own demons. I know that I felt slightly better after killing that Sinderlo and doing what I told you to the other."

"You didn't!"

"Check for yourself." Tendro hurried to the men's restroom, looking into it. He saw the Sinderlo still chained to a urinal with a funnel attached to a hose going into his suit. "You sick fucker," said Tendro look at Ceves with a mix of amazement and disgust.

"Listen, we already know I'm crazy and creative. So, can we please move on from that or are you just going to ride that 'till the day one of us dies?" Asked Ceves as he waved his wrench around from underneath the table.

"You know what... fuck it," said Tendro, throwing up his hands as he walked away from the room and back to the workbench. "So, you think she's hot?"

"Sinderlos are not my type," said Ceves in a joking manner.

"I meant Certainia."

"Well... She is kindda hot. But here's the thing. She's a tiger and I'm a lion. A hybrid child wouldn't work out. Never does anyways."

"Maybe the genetic alterations could be used to sustain a hybrid for longer than a week."

"Yeah, maybe would be a good idea to look into that... remind me to ask a genetic engineer or to find one."