"You can't make me do this." the hyur glared through his goggles at the white-haired miqo'te that was gazing back back at him with unblinking, black eyes. Between them rested a massive table covered in Bunsonburners, vials, tubes, and countless more alchemy tools.
"This is true." Jin'li conceded in his emotionless voice as he swept his gaze around the room. They were in a large, stone building that housed all of the research of the hyur that Jin'li calmly referred to as "The Doctor." The hyur had once worn a different face, but the individual's mind was what the albino miqo'te wanted.
"Though, why resist? This could be your greatest truim-"
"I already achieved that working for you." The hyur snarled. "I did the impossible. You, you should be dead! And what you ask of me now... its beyond murder! Its blasphemous science! It defies nature, it-"
"Defies nature, my dear "Doctor"?" Jin'li's soulless, black eyes swept back to transfix the hyur with his blank stare. "This one wants it to. This one desires-"
"What you desire is not my concern!" the hyur snapped. "I'm done with you. You defy death, kidnap me, and now plan to sin against all concepts of morality!"
"This one would ask that you stop interrupting him." Jin'li blinked slowly. "It's very rude."
The hyur stammered at the statement and Jin'li continued in a slow, monotone pattern:
"As this one was saying, you were brought to free those who have been imprisoned by these-"
"Imprisoned?" they hyur scoffed. "Just as you did me? I'm not here of my own will."
Jin'li's face was blank. Whatever thoughts were forming behind the miqo'te's black eyes could not be guessed upon.
After several minutes of ominous silence, Jin'li lifted his cane from the floor and pointed it towards the door.
"This one does not wish for you to feel imprisoned, dear "Doctor". You may leave, then, if you so wish."
The hyur gazed at the tiny miqo'te from behind his glasses. The "Doctor" knew better than most of the capable treachery this mad little male harbored inside his ruined mind. But the unease of being in the miqo'te's presence was stronger than the alarm bells ringing in the "Doctor's" mind.
The hyur slowly edged towards the door, never taking his eyes off the black, onyx optics that watched him. The Doctor seized the door handle and stepped outside into the night as he slammed the door behind him.
Jin'li heard the screaming that begin the instant the door shut as the thing he had left there attacked the hyur. It took nearly a minute for the agonized screaming to fade into bloody gargles and then silence. Through it all, Jin'li watched the growing puddle of crimson leak into the room under the door without moving.
Eventually, the male limped over to a large desk, covered in the late hyur's research. Jin'li flipped through one book slowly before saying aloud:
"This one seems in need of a new scientist. Perhaps the next will not be so rude as to interrupt all the time."
"This is true." Jin'li conceded in his emotionless voice as he swept his gaze around the room. They were in a large, stone building that housed all of the research of the hyur that Jin'li calmly referred to as "The Doctor." The hyur had once worn a different face, but the individual's mind was what the albino miqo'te wanted.
"Though, why resist? This could be your greatest truim-"
"I already achieved that working for you." The hyur snarled. "I did the impossible. You, you should be dead! And what you ask of me now... its beyond murder! Its blasphemous science! It defies nature, it-"
"Defies nature, my dear "Doctor"?" Jin'li's soulless, black eyes swept back to transfix the hyur with his blank stare. "This one wants it to. This one desires-"
"What you desire is not my concern!" the hyur snapped. "I'm done with you. You defy death, kidnap me, and now plan to sin against all concepts of morality!"
"This one would ask that you stop interrupting him." Jin'li blinked slowly. "It's very rude."
The hyur stammered at the statement and Jin'li continued in a slow, monotone pattern:
"As this one was saying, you were brought to free those who have been imprisoned by these-"
"Imprisoned?" they hyur scoffed. "Just as you did me? I'm not here of my own will."
Jin'li's face was blank. Whatever thoughts were forming behind the miqo'te's black eyes could not be guessed upon.
After several minutes of ominous silence, Jin'li lifted his cane from the floor and pointed it towards the door.
"This one does not wish for you to feel imprisoned, dear "Doctor". You may leave, then, if you so wish."
The hyur gazed at the tiny miqo'te from behind his glasses. The "Doctor" knew better than most of the capable treachery this mad little male harbored inside his ruined mind. But the unease of being in the miqo'te's presence was stronger than the alarm bells ringing in the "Doctor's" mind.
The hyur slowly edged towards the door, never taking his eyes off the black, onyx optics that watched him. The Doctor seized the door handle and stepped outside into the night as he slammed the door behind him.
Jin'li heard the screaming that begin the instant the door shut as the thing he had left there attacked the hyur. It took nearly a minute for the agonized screaming to fade into bloody gargles and then silence. Through it all, Jin'li watched the growing puddle of crimson leak into the room under the door without moving.
Eventually, the male limped over to a large desk, covered in the late hyur's research. Jin'li flipped through one book slowly before saying aloud:
"This one seems in need of a new scientist. Perhaps the next will not be so rude as to interrupt all the time."
