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- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] a maniac gleam enters her eye --
- CHS: What are these humans you speak of?
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she pulls out another journal along with the one she currently has --
- CHC ceased responding to memo.
- CDW: They're... pink, fleshy beings. They have red blood, and are generally well-mannered.
- CDW: It's hard to explain.
- CHS: All of them are mutants?
- CDW: No, no. Wait, define "mutant"?
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she makes a displeased chittering noise at a thought of a planet of mutants --
- CHS: They don't have any other colors than red?
- CHS: Bright red?
- CDW: It's more... Dark red...
- CDW: Depending on how the light hits it, as I've observed.
- CDW: In the body, when it's in the veins, it appears a pale blue.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she taps her lip with pen, she then writes down something down in her journal --
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she has a scowl while doing it so it is nothing pleasent --
- CDW: Hm? Are you okay, Gesket?
- CHS: Yes
- CDW: You look agitated.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she closes that notebook and starts in the next one --
- CHS: I. am. fine.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she gnashes her teeth in agitation --
- CHS: Just thinking of somethings
- -- CURRENT demonicWorker [CDW] nods. --
- CDW: Alright.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] while The Condescension was very progressive, Gesket was still very stuck in the old ways --
- CHS: So tell me about your race.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she pulls out another notebook and prepares to write in it --
- CDW: Well, my race was ruled by a Tyrant queen, an Epahon of immense psychic ability and almost invincible. While my race was divided, it wasn't by blood, but by standing, and age.
- CDW: The lowest on the social ladder were the Underkin, a subspecies of human used for slave labor. They barely lived 10 Epahon years.
- CDW: A single Epahon year is about 5 standard Earth years.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she scribbles something down then takes out the vial of blood and starts to madly scribble something out --
- CHS: What standing are you?
- CDW: Next is the working class of Epahon, which usually lived to be about 20-- I was of the Working class before SBURB wiped out my race.
- CDW: --about 20 Epahon years. They are also used in the Queen's military.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she writes something in the indigo blood ink and then she frowns and a twitch in her eye forms --
- CHS: So you were quite low?
- CDW: Above that are the Nobles, which live to be 30-- Yes. I was a blacksmith's apprentice.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she smiles a very very wide fanged smile at DW --
- CHS: Ah, a fellow artist of the metal
- CDW: --about 30 Epahon years, and never have to work a day in their lives. The next tiers are the Royal Family and the Queen herself. They live to be the longest.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she starts writing again but the twitch comes back and she chitters angrily --
- CDW: My apologies. Yes. Though I haven't practiced my craft in some time.
- CDW: Anyway, the longest a Queen has lived was to be around 100 Epahon years. It's said that her psychic ability was so great that in her final days, she used telekenesis to pump her cold heart.
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she throws the journal down onto the flower and gets up and starts to chitter angrily. The sound becoming very distressed and angry --
- CDW: Hm? Gesket?
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] she looks like she is about to explode --
- CDW: Are you alright?
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] The Grand Magistrate was checking in on the Condescension's most favorite tool and was insulting her writing. Gesket was getting very angry --
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] the chitters become almost a whir --
- CDW: Gesket?
- CDW: You look like you're about to blow a gasket. ((hue couldn't resist.))
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] Annie was being ignored in favor of her trying to direct her rage at the Magistrate. But the pun was not helping her mood. A vein had appeared on her forehead. She was gesticulating wildly and she was gnashing her teeth --
- CDW: Do you want some tea to help you calm down?
- -- CURRENT demonicWorker [CDW] gets up, going to get the seadweller some tea, regardless of her answer. --
- -- CURRENT heiressSmith [CHS] The magistrate cut the connection. she slowly sat down and picked up the journal but her hands were shaking very badly --
- -- CURRENT demonicWorker [CDW] returns with a cup of tea for the seadweller, offering it to her. --
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