[hr] [indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][b][i][color=00fa9a]Two years before Hany’s Ribbon decimated the Quatis home world, an unidentified flying object crash landed on their planet. Within the object a highly advanced cybernetic entity was discovered. Two years later, when Hany’s Ribbon appeared on the outskirts of the Quatis solar system, the scientists of Quatis used what they had learnt from the cybernetic entity to enhance their own technology. These enhancements were used in the construction of the Quatis Fleet, with which two million Quatis were spared of Hany’s wrath.[/color][/i][/b][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [hr] [center][b][h3][color=00a99d]Present Day. Quatis Science Ship, The Erud. Level 9.5, Dorita Gavon Tels. Personal Lab.[/color][/h3][/b][/center] “Where did you find it?” Dorita simpers at the question, her squinching, large blue eyes denoting the many secrets she forbade herself to tell. The specimen before her was her treasure, the embodiment of everything any scientist could ever dream of coveting. The summit of technological perfection. There it stood behind the unseen forcefield, depicting the structure of a man. Such a lie exhibited by the smooth, platinum hue of its epidermis and the white irises of its eyes, staring out across the room as though in a self-induced state of daze. “I heard they crash landed.” Science assistant Marlic adds to his question with a prying side-eyed glance at Dorita. “At least that’s what the rumours suggest, correct?” Marlic is a plump young man, a testament to his love for donuts, but really anything sweet and pastry-like. He has black hair, not washed regularly enough; oily and unkempt, as are his full bodied eyebrows. His prominent puffed cheeks complimented his full sausage lips and deeply dimpled chin. He’s been Dorita’s assistant for no less than three days, but it was a position he strove for over the course of the last few years since college. Being in a position of subordinate to Dino Gavon’s daughter was an achievement that a great number of Quatis men could dare fantasize about. “Rumors… rumors, rumors.” Dorita replied, softly spoken as she tucks a strand of beige hair behind her ear, her eyes still coveting the cybernetic individual within the forcefield. “let’s just say they had a little help with their… [i]crash[/i] landing. But here it is….” She smiles and glances at Marlic; “all ours now.” “How much do we know about it?” Marlic asked, taking a deep breath to portray his discomforted fascination. “Not as much as we want.” She answered, placing one hand on his shoulder. “As you know, a lot of our modern technology was made possible by our studies of this… marvel of science. Shielding, teleporters, weapons and even interstellar communications were made possible from extrapolating formulas from this one individual.” She removes her hand from his shoulder to give him a nudge with her elbow. “That’s why I’ve called you here today, Marlic. I’ve deciphered a brand new set of formulas. They’re going to revolutionize the course of Quatis existence forever.” Marlic didn’t take this news lightly. His widened eyes looked over Dorita’s form as though his vision could penetrate her lab coat in order to observe her lean body beneath, as if that alone was going to reveal the knowledge she held. “What did you discover?” He said, his voice a whisper of suspense. “Did you really…? Did you figure out the formula of its epidermis layer? Seriously?” She smiled a smile of the deepest sense of accomplishment, taking her eyes back to the cybernetic entity, saying; “That I did…. And more. I’ve even added a formula of my own.” Had his eyes not been attached to their sockets by fibers, blood vessels and nerves, they would have popped right out of Marlic’s head. “Tell me – tell me now! What have you done, Dori?” Dorita gives her assistant a wink and walks across the room to a polytechnic computer terminal. Marlic follows without hesitation. Once he’s standing by her side again, she quickly types in a set of encrypted commands. A readout of her most recently discovered formula’s scroll up the screen on the monitor. “But that’s…” Marlic reads over the formula like a wild-eyed child trying to make sense of a mathematical equation beyond his understanding. “…That’s not even possible, though.” “I assure you it is.” She said with an attempt to suppress the full spread of her smile. Marlic leans in close, as if breathing on the monitor would better help him understand just what he was reading. “Is that… what I think it is?” “Likely.” She tells him, placing her hand on his back. “By the look on your face I’m guessing you’re close to understanding.” “But this contradicts everything we know about metallurgical physics, about… everything. Science books will have to be rewritten….” “The price of sweet change.” Dorita admits. Marlic shakes his head slowly in disbelief, eyes still focused on the formulas in front of him, saying; “But this [i]simulative[/i] or [i]mimetic[/i] alloy, it…. What you’re describing is in fact a fluidic alloy that is capable of more than just kinetic function. If I’m reading this right…. It’s able to simulate humanoid responses? Biological properties?” “Let me help you out there.” She obliges to inform him, though likely of a matter of impatience since she wanted nothing more than to share the news with someone: “This alloy can take on the functions of biological life, yes. In effect… it is its own self-supporting complex metallic infrastructure that functions like that of highly developed humanoid life, only better. It embodies everything; Kinetics… reflex response… synaptic and neurological activity, even regeneration properties… [i]everything[/i]… all without the need of a brain.” Marlic turns his eyes to her, now looking more suspicious than anything else as he utters the words; “This is… silicone life.” She laughs mockingly. “No, no. Silicone life has nothing on this.”