Just Another Night at the Lab [Closed]

[danishweasel]

Not being able to smell, taste, touch...if that was the cost of immortality, they could keep it. She couldn't imagine how miserable that poor brother must have felt. She guessed she could understand Cassiel's reasoning for wanting that, to avoid an early death. But to Ataxia, an early death sounded a heck of a lot better than a prolonged miserable existence.

"No blame on that one. How could anyone stay even the teensiest bit sane with that happening to them? I'm surprised you're all there yourself after meeting up with that. It's definitely an experience that sticks with you, that's for sure."

Being able to continue research without a time limit...okay, so there were some pluses to the whole immortality thing. Ugh, no...she would only be able to observe her experiments, not really any other senses to judge. That and...no more strawberry ice cream. No more warm, fuzzy hugs with friends. Nope, immortality would never be an option.

"It's only stuff you can't grasp right now. If, after you learn how to fly, you wanted to go back to the life research, who knows? I'm sure with some extra studying of the subject, you'd be able to understand it."

[Kari Muffin]

"Well, I didn't have time to go insane, I had to help someone out in an emergency shortly after the incident. I'm still sort of afraid of dolls though. I can't really look at them without getting chills," Rocky said quietly as he looked at the ground. "But I'm getting better I guess. Sort of. I don't know it's a bit embarrassing being afraid of dolls. I know I shouldn't but.... eh."

He wasn't about to go into detail about his irrational fears. It was far too silly. That and Rocky couldn't manage to explain half of it. Nightmares and horrible things. He just wanted to change the subject.

"I don't think I ever want to return to that research. As good as it could be, it's too dangerous. Playing with nature is one thing. Playing with life is another." Rocky shook his head in dismay, "And I bet if I found the answer I would kick the bucket just because fate won't allow it."

[danishweasel]

"An emergency? What happened?"

The question was sort of a knee-jerk reaction and as it came out of her mouth, she realized she probably shouldn't have asked. Emergencies were usually something awful and with the other person not there, it probably wasn't appropriate to talk about it without them there.

"Well, if it's anything too serious that the other person wouldn't want out there, that's okay. You don't need to say...and I wouldn't worry about having weird fears. We all have them, and really, after what you what all happened over there, I don't blame you at all for being scared of dolls. If you're not sure if one's just a doll or if it's gonna jump out at you...That would be kinda creepy."

She shook her head, wanting to get that thought out of her mind, even if she had to oust it out of there physically.

"So, will you move onto something with nature then? Seems like a logical step, seeing as you've done so much with life already."

[Kari Muffin]

"Someone pulled out a good deal of the girl's feathers, and she was hurt in other places. Not to mention she was already ill to begin with. She's actually still a...client if that's the right word." Rocky didn't explain further. He didn't know much else besides the damage that had been suffered. He didn't know how it happened.

The raccoon smiled. "I have no idea what I would do after flying. I suppose I would figure it out after the fact. I can't think of anything to study besides flight at the moment." He shrugged. He was a chemical Corvistowneian and probably could find something else to study easily, but he loved flight and all the things that it entailed. "I'm just going to come to that mountain when I get there. It's probably going to be a while unless a pair of wings come knocking on my door."

[danishweasel]

"Goodness! Well, she's okay now, right? That had to've been a horrible experience to go through, to say the least. And still a client? Poor hon...If you need anything, a helping hand or more supplies, just let me know. For what you told me, I'm sure helping that girl out has put a drain on your energy and resources too. And if she's ill, hey, that's a specialty of mine."

She wagged her tail a bit, not because of the situation at hand, but the possibility of being able to cure something. As many jobs as she would juggle at times, she always took more. Inactivity, she thought, was something she would never be guilty of again.

"Yeah, with so much focus on your work at hand, I guess any ideas of future plans can be kept to the back burner, huh? And I wouldn't expect those wings to come knocking on your door unless they had a body attached...It'll be a while until I get to the conclusion of my research too, though I expect this to take a lifetime, maybe more. Though if that happens, I'll just pass my research to someone else."

[Kari Muffin]

"She's doing much better. It turns out she came to Corvistowne because she's a borderline diabetic and has problems with flying. Thankfully we were able to get her on a proper diet and medication. She's still having issues with flight... but it's going to take a long time. She actually has stunted growth," The raccoon sighed. She was such a nice girl and didn't deserve any of the trouble she received.

Rocky blinked. Pass on her work? "Who would you pass it on to?" Maybe that was a rude way to put it. "Er... it was just idle curiosity I suppose." He shrugged. The raccoon had never thought about passing on any of his work, it was a very good idea. He might actually have to do that if anyone was interested in his work. Then again... he doubted a lot of people were as enamored with flight as him.

[danishweasel]

"Ooy, what a mess of problems she has. Glad to hear she's doing better, though. Each of those issues are tricky by their lonesome, but stacked on top of each other, I'm sure it's a pain. Anyway, it shouldn't be a problem with you on the job. If anyone can get her into the air, it's you."

She smiled and gave an encouraging tail wag as she lapped up a bit of her coffee. Looking at the wide, chipped rim of the coffee mug (which really looked more like a squat tea cup with a wider rim), she made a mental note about getting better cups. The condition of these was a bit embarrassing to be serving neighbors and friends with...Ataxia's head popped up as the question was asked, her train of thought derailed and poofing once again into the oblivion.

"What? Oh, passing on research...I don't know, actually. I guess if I had a kid, I'd pass it on to them. Though really, chances of that happening are about as likely as old Cauter giving someone a discount. Other than that option, I guess just anyone who's bound to live longer than me who wants to take over the project. Of course, I'd have to find someone as loony as I am to take up this bit."

[Kari Muffin]

"We live in Corvistowne. It wouldn't be hard to find someone loony, it would be hard to find someone who wasn't stark raving mad. The amount of sane people is pretty slim from my understanding." The raccoon grinned. He was joking of course, but there were plenty of people crazier that Ataxia running around, he was sure of that. "But then again I am a raccoon who wants to fly. You can't ask me about sanity."

"And don't count your chickens before they hatch. You could be surprised. A lot of people don't plan having kids and they end up finding the right one. I'm sure you could find that special someone too," The raccoon would have sipped his coffee if he had anymore. He still couldn't really taste anything. Having a numb tongue was never fun. He was surprised he was even able to talk.

[danishweasel]

"...Okay, you get points for those. Though that's more of the mwahaha mad scientist kinda crazy you're thinking of. I need my limited brand of crazy. And I still see nothing wrong with a raccoon wanting to fly. So raccoons don't have wings upon arrival. Doesn't mean you can't have a goal like that."

Reflecting on Rocky's comment about finding "the right one" brought up in her a sense of doubt. It seemed very illogical. After all, in most cases with mating and the like, admirable, dominant traits are identified almost unconsciously and after the act, are passed to the young so that the species can evolve and progress. While sentient creatures are apt to emotional ties and the like, those common instincts are still present.

"Yeah, well...with all I've got planned, I doubt I'd really have much time to raise a kid anyway. Once I hit the Courts, there'll be so much to do, it's probably for the best."

[Kari Muffin]

"Well, I don't know. Some people think noting being born with wings you shouldn't be able to fly. At least that's what people I've met tend to say. That or they just give me funny looks." He shrugged, "People outside of Corvistowne aren't as supportive of research."

Well. Having kids was a priority for some people. Not for Rocky. He honestly couldn't even grasp how some people could ever become parents. He would probably be an awful one if he every had the chance, which he highly doubted. "I bet you could find a successor pretty easily. Your goal is a noble one after all. There are a lot of people who want society to be a better to the less fortunate."

The raccoon shook his head. Changing the subject seemed like a good idea. "Do you want me to clean your dishes for you once your finished? I mean, you've been so nice I feel the need to do something in return."