Doctor Arlot failed to get the blood .sample he'd been aiming for, since Ryan had stood up and started pacing back and forth. The doctor's eyes followed him, slightly baffled at the counter-productive behavior.<br/><br/>"You're here because we don't have any data on humans," the doctor told him, taking the boy's arm and leading him back to the bench, where he succeeded in obtaining the sample. "More importantly, by the looks of you, humanity might be another example of our genetic crusade a few million years ago. We have no records from the time, but the physical evidence shows that we went about inserting our DNA into lesser species across the galaxy, accelerating their growth at sentient beings."<br/><br/>As he spoke, the doctor took Ryan's heart rate and blood pressure, and made took notes on a small laptop. He also made notes of Ryan's phenotypes, like hair and eye color, height, and build. He'd put the vial of blood into some compact machine for processing. When the machine beeped, he hooked it up to the computer to upload the results.<br/><br/>The doctor gave a nod. "With this, I have just about everything I need to--" the computer gave a double beep, drawing the doctors attention to the peculiar results of Ryan's testing.<br/><br/>"You... have three different blood types? No, that can't be right." He went about typing at the thing, pulling up a more detailed analysis. "One set of Vortian blood, a set of Vortian blood with twice the compression rate--Indigo, I suppose--and a set of Vortian blood with one fourth of the compression rate... No, if it's that weak it can't be Vortian... And there's no human blood..." He seemed to put the pieces together then. "You're a crossbreed," he said. "But.. For a simian life form to reproduce with an amphibious one... It's extraordinary!"<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF80FF"><span style="font-style: italic">"His eminence was less impressed,"</span></span>Uriel said.<span style="color: #BF80FF"><span style="font-style: italic">"When might we be leaving this--"</span></span>An alarm sounded, cutting Uriel off, and the hospital-lab ship gave a lurch, smoke rolling off the far end.<br/><br/>"An explosion?!" Arlot gasped. "We'd better move to the escape pods!"<br/><br/>----------------------------<br/><br/>Kaiden shielded his face from the blast and stayed only a moment to observe his handiwork.<span style="font-style: italic">Man that stuff is volatile. Fun though.</span>the purple-haired man spoke into a chip on his shirt collar. "Make sure you wipe whatever they've got on him, alright, Gwen?"<br/><br/>"Already on it~" came a chipper voice from the other end. "And please don't anbreviate my name; it's Gwendel, not Gwen."<br/><br/>"Whatever. I'm getting off this bucket. You better be ready, I'll have these guys out of here in five." And the strange lithe man was off sprinting to the escape pods.