01-28-2014, 06:38 PM
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| Arts TRANSPONSTER! Aron probably had no idea how much Derek appreciated what he had just said. The fact his boss let Derek himself repair the equipment was a great relief and it even made the 28 year-old think better, oddly enough. He gave Aron another 'thank you' nod and was already planning on starting asap. Like, that very day even.
The 'supervisor' was saying something about developing a ward against the intruders and Derek actually really liked that idea. Though he wouldn't say so, obviously. Especially because it was Erikson. Nevertheless, Derek would be helpful because they would be protecting his lab in a way he would never be able to. "The mutants were once regular magical creatures." He suddenly said, his voice sounding louder than he wished, as if often did. But maybe this was just because he didn't usually speak, so it was just weird whenever he did. "Um, one was a simple kneazle, for instance." Derek added, lowering the tone of his voice as he tried to remember the things he had written on the reports. "There was also a former clabbert, a jarvey... a murtlap and a niffler." Was that all? He thought so. "They were probably being used to test newly developed products, since there was some chemicals like Erythrosine and Tartrazine in some of their DNA tests, so I suspect they were being used as guinea pigs in some sort of... odd bakery or cosmetics lab." He could be wrong, though, but those synthetic dyes were used mainly in food or cosmetics that needed colouring. "But then again, something very powerful happened for them to transform like that. Either something went badly wrong with the mixtures or maybe a magical incident." Derek shurgged and... decided he had done enough talking. That was loads of information for them to work with, yeah? Derek felt drained from talking so much already, but if those bits of information could help them protect his precious lab from those bloody beasts, he would talk as much as needed within his limitations.
What? Wait, what? Aron wasn't saying that those creatures had popped out of his lab, was he? Derek turned so fast to look at his boss that his neck hurt a bit. Aron wasn't implying that those creatures had come out of his lab, had he? What what what? There were no random creatures like a flipping kneazle in his lab! What was this madness?
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Or was it just that odd supervisor messing with his brain again? UGH. Derek did NOT appreciate that at all. .....Ugh, he had probably done too much talking.................. Could he go back to his lab and start fixing his equipment yet?
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