Juleean furrowed his brow at the creation that speaker and the wee rat lady were looking at, a female sex bot of some sort. Normally he would oggle to his heart's content but quickly averted his eyes, his heart jumped just from looking at the thing and a growing urging from his loins made him feel unformatable. He hated not being in control of it, that is was truly bothered him. Grumbling under his breath juleean quickly went to work ‘cleaning’ his new section of this base that his mess claimed. Which in all reality he made more of a mess, scattering the freshly used equipment into a small pile next to a sink and moving around more and more equipment to put it at an easier reach.<br/><br/><br/>Picking up one of the test tubes Juleean found that his arms clattered around with the mess and in the heat of this mushroom stink the rat like man was not going to deal with any distractions today. Unhooking his armour and protective suit leaving only the bare minimum he needs to survive down here on his person if he could, stripping down to the point that his raw muscular body open to the air save a pair of comfy saggy pants barely hanging onto his frame.<span style="color: #ffa64d">“Ah Much better, feels more like home now”</span>Chuckling to himself and loving the way his mess of a ‘home’ looks.<br/><br/><br/>When a man that Juleean has never seen before came in looking around for something, he looked quite interesting, maybe as a test subject but not much else. Then again he wasn’t unpleasant to look at, in fact there was a certain charm to his- Juleean shook his head and looking over at the mushroom remains with a slightly panicked look. As the man came over to him he made his intentions clear.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0000">"Don't mind me" </span>he said<span style="color: #ff0000">"Just here for some pills."</span><br/><br/><br/>Juleean quickly avoided the man’s gaze and looked in the opposite location fiddling with a beaker and a thermometer. “<span style="color: #ffa64d">Ya dey are on the counter there”</span>Waving his hand in the vague direction of the pills, two identical bottles sitting next to each other. Juleean heard the man rush off and let out a breath. Damn that was more awkward than it needed to be, he thought to himself. Looking down at the pill bottle he looked back at cal.<span style="color: #ffa64d">“That’s not de- ah well, they’ll be figuring it out soon.”</span>Shrugging and looking down at the two random objects he had picked up with a confused look, why was he holding these again? He set them down shaking his head. He needed a cold shower and some space to rub one out.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff99cc">"Think you can call upon the AI? Does she hear us now?"</span><br/><br/><br/>Juleean looked over at the small rat again, When has speaker left? Juleean was much taller than her but he couldn’t help but feel an odd kinship with her, even if their species weren’t related in any way they looked enough alike to be distance relatives.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff99cc"><br/>
"Did catch your name by the way, Doctor?"</span><br/><br/><br/>Looking at her with a raised eyebrow<span style="color: #ffa64d">“Rach, correct? My name be Juleean Trekkar, It’s a pleasure to meet ya little one” </span>He smiled at her and it was heartfelt one but his face wasn’t used to not looking like a cocky asshole so the grin that was plastered across his face made him look like of like, well, a cocky asshole.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>