|Chomping At The Bit| - Curie's PL: 35,000 (Antisense)
Curie quite liked Saibabeasts. She thought them quite cute, in an ugly, clueless sort of way. Saibabeasts quite liked her, too, or so she liked to believe. She liked to belive this so much, in fact, that she ignored her previous calculation which had kindly informed her that the reason she wasn't being eaten alive was because she tasted bad, she was made of metal, and most importantly, that she wasn't alive.
Shaking that grim sentiment, Curie instead chose to pass her evening being productive; productive in her eyes, anyways. Anything that hindered the Tuffles, after all, was progress to her. Petty? Absolutely... but Curie had no sympathy. If they didn't want her to be so petty, then they shouldn't have modelled her after themselves.
She would project a mathematically-generated Tuffle based on a preset of traits, and the first Saibabeast to charge it would earn themselves some coveted, synthesized faux-jerky. Classical conditioning; a classic in more then one sense of the word. For those without higher intellect, it was the best self-defence she could offer; without investing too much tech into it, that is.
Curie wasn't such a saint that she sympathized with the Saibabeasts. It was difficult for Curie to sympathize with anyone who was beneath her intellectual level, much less wild animals. However, they shared a common enemy, and so, Curie was more then happy to lend them some aid. Maybe the next time some Tuffle scientist came to collect their new experiment, they'd be met with a toothy surprise.
After various atypically exciting meetings with various individuals of additionally varying sanity, Yatapi once again returned to his usual work. He had done a lot of Destron based research as of late, and he would soon be going into Hatchi City to procure some important information for a very important plan. He had just over two weeks to collect what he needed, and he was ahead of schedule.
So, Yatapi had returned to researching and tending to Saibamen and by extension the soil present on Plant. He had obtained some valuable information as of late, and he was well ahead of schedule on another plan that would transform the decrepit and shattered landscape that were the Saiba Wastes into something far more pleasant and not just an utter shame to look at.
Setting up a little pop-up lab somewhere on a hill in the Acidic Lagoon, Yatapi at first observed the general area. By all accounts, everything was normal. No known groupings of Saiba were extending too far out of their primary territory, it was as if the collective ecosystem was ‘breathing properly’ so to speak.
Well, that was until there was a metaphorical hiccup. Some bi-cranial Saiba-Strigians had been displaced after some over-eager Saiba-raptors and Saiba-wolves. Yatapi momentarily altered his pop-up lab into a makeshift safety area for the owl-like Saibas as he went to investigate— there was something else out there, someone perhaps, and that often didn’t go well. Yatapi confronted the grouping of raptors and wolves— and as no surprise to him at all, it was a particular duo of troublemakers being the ringleaders of this commotion. Flare; a red and black rocky Saiba-raptor, and Gleam; a strongly bioluminescent Saiba-wolf. “Why is it, that whenever something happens, it’s always you two?” Yatapi frowned, as the two Saiba butted heads before taking notice of Yatapi, only to then feign innocence, or look like they were blaming each other like small children would. “Seriously?”
|Chomping At The Bit| - Curie's PL: 35,000 (Antisense)
A brief ruckus alterted her to the fact that she wasn't alone- the usual rustling of the Saibamen wouldn't alert her, but her audio recepticles were always more sensitive towards vocalizations. Such was the arrogance of Tuffles, she supposed; presuming their voices to hold providence over all other sounds.
She approached the distant noise flippantly, floating above the dense foliage to find her mark. If it was a Tuffle scientist, those bastards, she'd sic her new pets on 'em, and they'd be sorry they ever existed within a few metres of her. Yet-
Mid-air, a dumbfounded look projected on her features, Curie analyzed the life-form before her, recognizing it without a shadow of a doubt. How could she ever forget? This was the man who sparked her awakening; and the one to whom she owed her life.
"Elation: This is quite the pleasant surprise. It has been quite a number of years, no?" Curie exclaimed, an unusual twinge of excitement present in her vocalizations. It was somewhat unprescedented for the Destron Droid, who approached her interactions with a certain degree of detached sass which she found appropriate. Indeed, Any other Tuffle scientist- any other person, really -would not have recieved such a warm or straightforward welcome. He was an exception.
Curie owed the man before her an immense debt. Biologicals sometimes had a habit of forgetting the kindness once dealt to them, but not Curie; the weight of his actions had never quite left her, and seeing him faring well on his own was quite the pleasant surprise.
She floated down to his position, encircling him like a curious cat to a foreign object. There was something different about him, now, though he looked the same. Curie wouldn't be fooled by appearances, though; her instruments were sharper then that, and they told her one thing:
"Satisfaction: I see that the alluring prospect of mechanization has ultimately superceded your desire for a biological body. This pleases me."
Flare and Gleam continued to feign ignorance with exaggerated dumb expressions that were allowed by their beast-like features, Yatapi simply gave the pair of them a blank, unmoving stare and eventually the pair of Saiba-Beasts relented... Sort of. As Yatapi surveyed the area further, Flare and Gleam blew raspberries at each other only for Yatapi to whip his head around toward them and glare at them. “Stop iiit.” Yatapi raised a disapproving finger. “Your continued buffoonery has displaced another garden of your kin. Do you understand that?” Flare and Gleam actually looked surprised at this and blinked, completely and honestly confused.
This gave Yatapi cause for some concern, because that would only mean—
Another person was here. Now, initially, he would not be so welcoming, but having heard a very specifically familiar voice approach him, he was in fact at ease. Yatapi looked upward to see none other than Curie. “Curie?” Similarly, Yatapi’s tone would then be struck with unfiltered excitement. “Hah! A truly excellent reunion!” It really gave Yatapi a sense of accomplishment to see any individual he had freed from that horrible detestable laboratory alive and well. “You look far different from when last I saw you, did you actually integrate parts from the other two? Fascinating...” Yatapi inquired as Curie circled around him.
Curie had an assessment of her own, that Yatapi had mechanized himself and abandoned a biological state altogether. Yatapi chuckled, it wasn’t quite right, but he did appreciate the genuine acknowledgement of his genius work having given the appearance of such a thing. “Clarification;” Yatapi began, holding a hand upward. “I have reached a conclusion that you may find all the more fitting of me to come to.” He said, little lights and a swirl of metallic dust was then conjured around his hand before settling into the lit up blueprint of a simple blaster before condensing into a black blaster with yellow accents. “A state of biological and mechanical equilibrium, to reach a balance and understanding.” Yatapi smiled proudly, hoping that Curie would easily predict what he was about to say. “Understanding, as you know— is the ultimate reward of science!”
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|Chomping At The Bit| - Curie's PL: 35,000 (Antisense)
Curie stared with pointed interest as Yatapi explained his self-improvement project, and listened even more intently as he described his fusion of the organic and inorganic. He was much like K414, in that way, treading on the cyborg side of the mechanical spectrum. How quaint!
"That certainly is very you. Addendum: Not to say I think it's correct, though." Curie didn't bother to expand on that opinion of hers. She didn't need to- it wasn't a criticism of his choices, but rather, an expression of what she believed to be true. Compared to Yatapi's science, Curie was far more machine-minded; probably because she was a machine herself. She respected his vocation, after all- she could understand his perspective.
Of course she understood his perspective. In many ways, that was Curie's perspective, too, lifted directly from her time in the lab. Yatapi, unsurprisingly, had a big role in shaping her scientific ethos- bigger then even she realized.
"Is this new body of yours the reason you have been so absent as of late? Suggestion: You should've asked me for help. I would have been happy to lend you some time. Admission: I would've preferred it to the smatterings of scientific inquiry I've embroiled myself in thus far."
Curie, built to be a lab assistant, couldn't deny that she had a certain level of apathy towards her previous vocation. This apathy, however, was not borne of the work itself. They were vital parts of any scientific scheme- a fact that Curie had become painstakingly aware of, since she'd staked out on her own. Rather, the kind of treatment and enviornment that being a lab assistant entailed that truly repulsed her. To assist someone like Yatapi, whom she held in high regard, was no paint off her chasis. "Where might you be staying now? Inquiry: Are you still in and around Hatchi?"
Post by Dr. Yatapi on Aug 16, 2023 23:24:59 GMT -5
|| Yatapi’s PL: 8,000 ||
“But of course, it would have to be me.” Yatapi was proud of it, it made sense to him and it didn’t need to make sense to anyone else. He knew well enough that Curie was only sharing her opinion in the most straightforward way possible, if it was critique of his choices she would have been just as straightforward. It was a machine-minded approach and there was nothing wrong with it especially since it was what she happened to choose for herself.
Curie inquired as to why Yatapi wasn’t as ‘active’, so far as other people might happen to know. “To some degree, yes. After my plan against Satsuma was completed, I decided to go for a more subtle approach in my studies in order to prepare for future endeavours. It was something that I had to ensure of my own accord. I’m sure you understand what that is like.” How else was someone supposed to grow, especially given Curie’s initial circumstances? “I’m curious all the same, what have you found thus far on your own?”
As for where he was staying, Yatapi gestured to the general area. “For the most part, I’ve stationed myself in the Saiba Wastes in various safe zones such as this. My presence in Hatchi is minimal, only so far as I deem it to be personally necessary.” To many this might seem to be a cold statement, though Curie would be one of the few people that knew the meaning behind it— Yatapi only really went to Hatchi to see family or friends, and maybe engage in some sort of scientific study, but that wasn’t nearly as important here. “Was there something of note in Hatchi that I may have missed?”