"These...rail guns. I don't know what that is. We've been using bio-weaponry and disruptor energy weapons longer than I can remember. My people mastered genetic manipulation on such a fine scale that thousands upon thousands of years ago they made our DNA a perfect morphic DNA. What that means is that our species is able to reproduce with any sentient species. Be it be by organic means or laboratory assisted means, it doesn't matter. We also heal faster, can reattach limbs, organs regrow. We're not unkillable mind you. Enough damage and we will die. We're just more resilient and hearty. You shoot me in the brain and I will die. But we have enough extra organs that you could destroy this heart (he points) and I have another that will take over while this one regenerates.

The station isn't near being done. I could give you a space suit or we could take a shuttle and I could give you the tour. Or we could go to the capital and I could show you the downtown. You can sample all you want there.

Quote from: Chrymerion Imperius on September 10, 2015, 09:12:39 am

M'dRyyl- "Interesting. That is a most impressive ability to have. You could develop relays I suppose. Instead of having to assimilate another species, you create relays that you place through out your domain and they would boost your mental capacity in a similar way as your Hive Guardians do. Let's head into downtown. You'll see all sorts of shops with things available. My father mentioned some kind of food you asked about. What are you looking for exactly?"

Kilysa:"Oh forgive me I didnt mean assimilating as in taking over a whole other species, rather as in studying a specimen & adding desirable dna & features to ourselves. But these relays you speak of are a great idea, we shall explore this. Shops? im not to familiar with this word or idea. Ah yes I was wondering about bartering for any high yield nutrients Chrymerions have, also I was wondering about the foods you eat & your way of life, & why you cover your bodies with fabrics, crystals, & metals."


Meanwhile on Delta IV the terraforming was coming along quickly, farming will begin in 1 - 2 days. The Hive Carriers will be fully charged by the time the farming starts. Zagara was still asleep but its common for formic of her age to sleep for 2-3 days sometimes outside of their usual sleeping pattern.

"I understand. That is a useful trait to have. Our species has the ability to reproduce with any sentient species due to many generations ago, our ancestors re-worked our DNA and made it morphic as well as perfect and this allows us greater healing and reproductive abilities as well increased strength, intelligence, endurance and agility. But if you need help with the relays, let us know. We have some on board the mothership I am sure you could have to examine. A shop is where you can get goods at. I'll take you there and show you" and she walks to the hovercar "I know a food merchant where you may be able to get a good idea of what we have to offer. They have whole plants as well as the prepared foods. Our clothes and jewelry? Well, we tend to only wear these (and she points to the cloth undergarments) to help keep things in place and to show some modesty around other species. Our reproductive organs are external not internal. And the sheer robes and things you see on us is more for decoration that anything same with the metal jewelry. Many Chrymerions use the jewelry to also show status and position. Some have body art where you scar the skin and then dye it with inks to make patterns." she punches a few things onto a computer console in the car and within a minute or two half a dozen other hover cars pull up "I had some friends come so your brood that is with you can ride along with us as well since I don't think you all will fit in this one car. I'm sure they may appreciate the rides as well as seeing the town."

"Actually, that's still considered primitive by other civilizations. However, we take pride in our weapon technology so we're making the best out of it. From rail guns the size of a standard blaster to Mass Drivers the size of a towering cannon, we make sure that though outdated, we're not outgunned. Still, we balance versatility with numbers. That's the way we Diyelians brave this hostile universe", the Commander said while munching a bar of a somewhat meaty yet buttery-flavored food. "And oh sweet mother of food, this bar of whatever tastes so awesome! Need to check some veggie flavored bars as well." he then rushed to the nearest food stall, leaving the Chrymerion commander wondering how this strange species can pack their mouths with two whole bars of food while trying to gobble up another one.

"So you mean I'm on a calorie overload? Dang man, I have to prepare for a gloriously stupid lifestyle death!" said the commander, still gobbling another bar and a smoothie.

"Anyway, thanks for letting us study the mutagen as well. We're planning on creating a bio-mechanical armor out of it."

"Humans? I once heard of that name." the commander stopped eating for a moment. "As far as our history goes ... we have a constant contact with a species by that name. They said that they are almost identical to us, with a few unique features. Our ancestors claimed that Humans were once one of the most advanced races in the Galaxy, if not the most." he paused for a while, thinking deeply about the stories he have heard from the elders.

"They said that the humans helped us in letting us advance further to become a space-faring species. And after we've discovered the secrets of matter, the Humans never came back. Our history says that Humans came from a planet called T--", he briefly stops to think again, the word at the tip of his tongue.

"Terra. Yeah, a planet named Terra. And if I have it correctly, it is located somewhere in this galaxy, not faraway from our home world. We tried to find them. But seems that their star-system can't be located on the map. It seems that they're gone from existence. There's a lore that claimed that the Humans were devoured by their greed and spread slaughter among their own species, pitting brothers against brothers, fathers against sons, until they destroyed their own sun. And vanished forever." he stood silent, breathing for a second.

"But that's just a lore. We believe that they're still out there. Maybe a nomadic species. Or maybe have an exodus to another galaxy eons before the onset of the Reaper War, before we even first braved the space." He looked at the astonished Chrymerion, "Our ancestors claim they are our brothers, separated by the fate of the universe, scattered by the insatiable hunger to explore the deep darkness of the void. If that is true, if you're really the one who seeded them along with the other future sentient species..." the commander looked deeply into the eyes of the Chrymerion, searching for answers.

"I understand. That is a useful trait to have. Our species has the ability to reproduce with any sentient species due to many generations ago, our ancestors re-worked our DNA and made it morphic as well as perfect and this allows us greater healing and reproductive abilities as well increased strength, intelligence, endurance and agility. But if you need help with the relays, let us know. We have some on board the mothership I am sure you could have to examine. A shop is where you can get goods at. I'll take you there and show you" and she walks to the hovercar "I know a food merchant where you may be able to get a good idea of what we have to offer. They have whole plants as well as the prepared foods. Our clothes and jewelry? Well, we tend to only wear these (and she points to the cloth undergarments) to help keep things in place and to show some modesty around other species. Our reproductive organs are external not internal. And the sheer robes and things you see on us is more for decoration that anything same with the metal jewelry. Many Chrymerions use the jewelry to also show status and position. Some have body art where you scar the skin and then dye it with inks to make patterns." she punches a few things onto a computer console in the car and within a minute or two half a dozen other hover cars pull up "I had some friends come so your brood that is with you can ride along with us as well since I don't think you all will fit in this one car. I'm sure they may appreciate the rides as well as seeing the town."

Kilysa walked with M'dRyyl to the hovercraft & inspected the strange looking machine before crawling in.

Kilysa: "Morphic DNA thats fascinating, alright we may come to you on the relays, ah I see yes clothes do make sense with external organs, oh thank you but only the Hive Guardians will be joining us they are sentient on their own, my drones however are not, if my link with them were to ever break they would be like feral creatures, what is this thing you ride on called?"

The Hive Guardians hop into other hovercraft's & inspect them for a few seconds.

'Due to a humanitarian crisis in one of our colonies some of the military fleet will return to Krosana' Says the Fleet Commander.

'Due to a humanitarian crisis in one of our colonies some of the military fleet will return to Krosana' Says the Fleet Commander.

"Understood. Please, you are welcome to study the Mutagen and establish an orbit over Delta I. Delta III is available to you as well if you need. We've established an orbital science lab that is also available to the other two governments that are here as well. Please be mindful of their positions as well. Is there anything else I can do for you?"