Thread: All Steamed Space (Shikokudarkstar X Charlie_Death)

Merrill blinked he didn't know which of the newfound facts disturbed him more. The fact that he had deduced correctly in that fact that was indeed getting more houseguests via a disturbing evolutionary wonder or the fact that he was talking to someone who was seen as a monster in myth and lore. Merrill paused, if the lore of another planet was indeed based on these beings it was cause to wonder what their own lore was based on. Fact of the matter, they had to know that it was another being inhabiting the body of their peers. How had they done that? Merrill cocked his head, if it wasn't for Xanthor's repeated contact with Merrill, and his own prior knowledge about aliens, he would have written the man off as eccentric. Is that uncommon that specie can sense you? Merrill asked before pondering on the subject, It makes one wonder what our own myths and legends are based off if your the basis of many myths yourself. He was digressing however, and looking back at the slide he sighed. How was he going to get such a hybrid? There was no good way to get such a sample without help. He could wait the months it would take to have such a birth but he had no couple about to have such a hybrid. The ethics alone of asking for a sample of his houseguest's seed sent chills into his stomach. It seemed wrong to intrude on the happy couple's relationship. It was just cells the same as the swabs he had gotten from their cheeks but any hybrid child would be a bastard of Murk's. He couldn't reasonably ask for such a sacrifice without feeling like a monster at the end of the day. His thoughts brought a heavy silence before he startled at the heavy tolls of the Big Ben clock tower. How late was it now? He checked his pocket watch before sighing. It was in fact quitting time. He looked back to the fascinating alien before smiling a little. Time does seem to fly when you're busy. My house guests are expecting me. He paused, perhaps he was going to regret this offer since the alien had just admitted he was the stuff of Matuuk nightmares but.... Would you like to meet them? Kutuel would love to cook for someone besides me. It was also nice not to share the burden alone. True Murk and Kutuel were sharing the burden as well but that wasn't the same. At least Xanthor for all of his alien ways came off as almost human and well.... he supposed it was shameful to think but he couldn't get the man's hissing fit earlier out of his head. He almost laughed to think about it was for some reason this body snatching boogieman was no more frightening to him than a hissing kitten. He supposed tomorrow he might go back to hating the man but he had always had a weakness for cats. And for all a creature like Xanthor that had no body, his attitude was enough to make a cat proud. Merrill frowned a moment when a thought struck him. Pardon my asking this but as a creature without a body normally....how do you get sustenance? He paused, As energy I would assume you consume or absorb energy? It seems all rather fascinating when one thinks about it. I mean, from the perspective of one who has to have a body to exist. Of course there is the theory of souls that exist but I haven't put too much thought into my immortal soul since the church started spouting about laws of who I should and shouldn't allow into my bedroom. He winced, Which I should remind my guests once more about the social norms of privacy again. Matuuk seem to have no concept of decency and Merrill was truly puzzled at how not to have them act like heathens. Hopefully with Kutuel's 'nesting' instincts, for that is what the alien had to be doing now that Merrill thought about it, in rearranging his whole house the place would not be a mess. Oh well that was for another day.