Otagia
21-11-2005, 02:14
David Quetzal walked briskly down the corridor buried deep in the Creative Weapons complex. Even he was slightly unnerved by the racks upon racks of phials dotting the walls, the giant tanks of biomass, fed to the weapons being developed in this facility. He halted before the door of an Assistant Director Holtz. As he lifted his hand to knock, the door opened.
"Welcome, David! I've been expecting you. Come in, please, take a seat. The project is going so well, I've been dying to brag to one of your family about it."
David smiled, and walked over towards the minibar in the corner. Pouring himself a drink, he turned back towards Holtz.
"So, I hear you're working on a way to put me out of business, Director."
"Oh, you'll have plenty of time to get enough money to retire on, sir. The Shinigami shouldn't be ready for another few years. We've just finished the germ line engineering, so the first generation of Shinigami should be ready in about ten years."
"Ten years? You've increased the rate of maturation then?"
"Reasonably. Increased thyroid activity, higher birth weight, a few other modifications in that area. They'll still be as mentally acute as an exceptional ten year old, but with our program they'll still be useful."
"I see. And the other tweaks?"
"A variant of the Red Samurai germ line. Increased muscle mass, increased bone density, heightened reflexes, the works. We've also increase visual acuity, as well as a wide variety of sensory tweaks. The augmetic implants will come later, mostly ceramic and plastic bone lacing. We've also contacted the Armorers, they're working on a variety of devices to help them out, from body armor to weaponry."
"Good, good. You'll have to tell me when the generation is ready for testing. I want to see them in action."
"Welcome, David! I've been expecting you. Come in, please, take a seat. The project is going so well, I've been dying to brag to one of your family about it."
David smiled, and walked over towards the minibar in the corner. Pouring himself a drink, he turned back towards Holtz.
"So, I hear you're working on a way to put me out of business, Director."
"Oh, you'll have plenty of time to get enough money to retire on, sir. The Shinigami shouldn't be ready for another few years. We've just finished the germ line engineering, so the first generation of Shinigami should be ready in about ten years."
"Ten years? You've increased the rate of maturation then?"
"Reasonably. Increased thyroid activity, higher birth weight, a few other modifications in that area. They'll still be as mentally acute as an exceptional ten year old, but with our program they'll still be useful."
"I see. And the other tweaks?"
"A variant of the Red Samurai germ line. Increased muscle mass, increased bone density, heightened reflexes, the works. We've also increase visual acuity, as well as a wide variety of sensory tweaks. The augmetic implants will come later, mostly ceramic and plastic bone lacing. We've also contacted the Armorers, they're working on a variety of devices to help them out, from body armor to weaponry."
"Good, good. You'll have to tell me when the generation is ready for testing. I want to see them in action."