Thread: All Steamed Space (Shikokudarkstar X Charlie_Death)

That. Was. It. Merrill started at Mr. Brent, feeling his temper rising. This man knew what buttons to push just to get a reaction. It was amazing that the man hadn't called him a liar in front of everyone. There was no way that the other could know that he had taken inventions from foreign lifeforms but just because the ideas weren't originally his did not mean that he didn't do all the work. No one knew how exhausting it was to backwards engineer into steam form so that humanity could enjoy the perks alien technology gave. Turning his emerald gaze over the doctor in disgust he turned his back on the man wandering down the line of his tinkering. I stole no ideas. All of this was created by my hand. Some ideas had been left forgotten so I adjusted them. Do not attempt to call me a thief Mr. Brent when I know that you have not once backed up your wild theories about biology! Merrill turned his gaze back to Colten, when he remembered what the man had said. Specie. Kutuel and Murk often said things in the same manner. Did this mean that Mr. Brent was an alien? He doubted it. It would make sense how angry the man was. However, he could be a mad man. There was often many people who wished to be something that they were not. He had known more than a few people of high intelligence that didn't quite have the tightest grip upon their own reality. He would have to ask Murk if there was a way to find out if the good doctor was indeed mad or another alien. What about you? Before you came to work here, you were a man of meager talent? It's a little suspicious that you suddenly became a peer of the realm overnight! Don't go throwing stones when you, yourself could live in a house of glass! Merrill snarled and stomped away from the infuriating man. It was oftentimes better to walk off before he found himself throwing objects or punches at his colleague. No one else got his blood so hot or even anywhere near it. If he had been a member of the flampkin specie, Dr. Brent would have made him melt the whole building out of anger and frustration. No other man was so stubborn, obstinate and obnoxious. How dare look down upon Merrill! The man had no degree in engineering! His temper frayed as it was, did not help his work any. He caused two explosions in his workshop before going into the biology lab to work on another pet project of his. It was Merrill's dream to build a mechanical man. It was hit or miss what people thought of it but it had always been a dream to make a man that was completely or almost completely mechanical. Murk had offered some help on the project once but Merrill had shot him down. He wanted to do it by himself. He had however, taken samples of Murk and Kutuel's hair and skin to study at his lab. The alien's cells reacted better to the addition of mechanical parts than human cells. However he found that if he mixed both, the cells were sturdier and stood up well to the addition. As much as it burned him to admit it, he wasn't a biologist first. He was an engineer. He wanted if somehow Kutuel and Murk could have children. He never asked but it was rather obvious that they really didn't think much of females. Leaning away from his microscope, Merrill stared at his colleague. The only time he could stand the other man was when they were both working or Mr. Brent was. He watched in amusement as the doctor worked over his microorganisms. The creatures were fascinating, he agreed but he found that he enjoyed trying to work with cells and machinery better. Murk often claimed that Merrill's colleague just wanted to bed him and that was why the man was so infuriating. Merrill somehow doubted that. Laying his head on the desk in front of him annoyed, Merrill quoted a phrase Murk and Kutuel often said. Merkuk dae lemok sei . He paused, De paar . The phrase meant, 'life is amusingly strange' however the usual add on to the phrase was 'and annoying' . However, Merrill wasn't expecting the sudden visceral reaction from Colten Brent. The man seemed to freeze. Did he know the Maatuk? That was the only way he would think Merrill stole something and he had to admit. It did make sense. Having aliens in his house drove him crazy, it wouldn't be far off to have another have the same reaction.