Thread: Twisting Humanity -::[Haru|Gypsy]::-

Mademoiselle, you have a video conference with General Addams and his colleagues. An English accented voice echoed throughout the room, its source indeterminable. Shall I patch him in? Please, Jarvis. Perhaps the laboratory wasnt an adequate place to conduct the meeting but the call arrived on such short notice that Dr. Esme Kaur had no time to prepare. Hauling her documents to the conference room was a hassle the woman preferred not to do, especially when there was a dangerous foreign being in her facility. Instead, she smoothed her lab coat and peered at the widescreen before her. Briefing with her superiors was always a nerve wracking agenda. Good morning, Dr. Kaur. A man with a severe face and snow white hair greeted the good doctor as the feed connected. He was dressed in decorated regalia that befitted his station in the United Nations Bureau of Defense and surrounded by men garbed in similar fashion. I hope you like what we brought to you. Well, Esme glanced at the incapacitated creature confined in the cube aways from where she stood before clearing her throat, its certainly a leap up from the usual. I loathe to ask what measures your men went to catch this one. Went through hell and back, believe me. My boys have been using these field trackers Arms equipped them with the past year. Just a pilot run to see if itd work and detect something. Alls quiet usually. It wasnt last night for the squad in Breckinridge. Trackers went nuts for a whole minute but the boys followed its signal. Thats when you found it. Not just that worm, Dr. Kaur. The Beyond. Its a roamer. General Addamss eyes glittered in spite of his grave tone. The men who lined the table behind the general either donned expressions of shock or discomfort much like what the doctor on the other end felt. There has been no sightings of the Beyond for years. Yes, I know. Ive forwarded the footages of its capture to your chips. Youll see that what I say is true. Unfortunately, the roamer managed to close the rift before it was captured. There was visible agitation in the generals demeanor which led Esme to believe that he would have killed it if he didnt think that it could part the curtains to the Beyond again. Dr. Kaur, we have no clue what it is except that its not human. It may look like it but its not. Exercise caution. We dont know what its capable of. Thats where your knowledge comes in. Patch it up, study it, see if its something we can use. Most importantly, see if it can open up a rift. All that we know is already in the files I sent you. Well speak again in a week. In the ten years that Dr. Esme Kaur worked for in the United Nations Bureau of Defense, never had she seen a creature more impressive than a chupacabra until today. Before her, in a glass cube, was what seemingly appeared to be a mundane human sans all the wounds that marred itshis?body. Yet Esme knew that his appearance was a disguise. The footage that was sent to her moments after its arrival in the facility granted her a glimpse of its real form in the thick of its capture in the outskirts of Breckinridge, Colorado. Every thing was recorded from the eye-cams of the squad that felled it, even the ingress to the Beyond. From a monstrous appearance, it managed to morph into a human male and close the tear it emerged from amidst the hale of bullet fire from the Armed Forces special operatives before it was tranquilized, seized, and transported to Area X. Legends and literatures spoke of creatures like this in one form or another. Hawaiians had their goddess Pele , Africans had ilimus , Indonesians had leyaks , and Scotsmen had selkies . There were an abundance of myths about beings that could take on the form of a human to benefit their needs and walk amongst men. Although Esme researched and read these stories in and off work out of duty and intrigue, this was the first time she truly had something concrete and physical of this caliber in her presence as opposed to textbook passages. A part of her was thrilled, but a small part of her was also terrified. Despite being a part of a department that specialized in this aspect of society, the biologist lived by the principle of not believing in something until she saw it with her own eyes. As chief biologist of the Research and Development for Astrobiology and Cryptozoology division, Dr. Esme Kaurs clinical fascination towards the creature overruled most of her emotions. Her job was to examine what was brought to Area X, determine its abilities, and attempt to use it to the UNBuDs advantage. Prior to present, brownies, chupacabras, death worms, and other minor creatures were delivered to her doorstep. They were interesting enough at first yet they were ultimately useless to the UNBuD if they werent sentient or threatening. Such was the reason why her superiors thought it best to let her live and run Area X, a highly classified detachment in Colorado Plateau, alone and to her discretion. In truth, Esme hadnt really minded. Area X was containedone sprawling building atop subterranean floorsand equipped with all that she needed to maintain the facility and accommodate its unusual guests. Besides, she always had Jarvis, Area Xs artificial intelligence, to accompany her. I believe its awake, mademoiselle. Jarvis announced, his voice ostensibly omniscient in the lab. Esme crouched, her white coat fanning behind her on the floor and concealing a figure-hugging cream dress, inspecting the roamer and its wounds within its enclosure. The cube that housed it and the anti-field generator that sedated it was fortified with tech and magick, locking in and suppressing any creature that didnt belong in this world. Above the cube was a number of robotic arms of varying sizes that Esme could maneuver through Jarvis or her tablet. Hello, Esme greeted in a neutral tone that belied her wonder and apprehension of the man-like monster, welcome to Area X. Im operating under the assumption that youll understand me since adopting human form wouldnt be half as convincing if you didnt understand or act human. Ill be your host during your stay here... somewhat. Before I start with anything, Ill extend a courtesy unless youd like to be called 34. What would you like me to call you by?