Posted 07 March 2018 - 06:54 AM
With the others finally gone, the lithe woman took a seat before she would answer him, moving bangs of her hair that reached past her ears as it shone like obsidian in the light now she was out of the shadow. Not that she really needed rest after the centuries of tweaks and enhancements She put her physical being through, but because if she was going through this talk again She might as well settle in the time being while her four tendrils like appendages that sprouted from her back lounged on the head of the seat and the arm rests with snaggletooth maws closed for now. She wore a black suit with grey pinstripes, a white dress shirt underneath with a crimson the to compliment the suit, and pair of shoes that be more at place on some millionaire than someone called the "genemaster". If it wasn't for some of her more inhuman features, such as the fang like teeth and the black eyes with copper irises along with the resting tendrils, one could easy mistake her being here for a business meeting. Even if she was what everyone else would consider a hermit, she still held her own looks in high enough regard to always look as if she was about to go out.
"Well, as we discovered to our own loss over and over again, the angels are simply too powerful to create something that could physically outclass someone like Micheal, let alone him and and one other angel at the same time. Might as well throw a flesh-heap at them, but of course mom of them have the ability or dexterity to keep up with them either." She explained, her normally posh English accent taking a tone of lament of a dog breeder speaking of the downsides of their favorite breed.
"But...that's an avenue we've been focussing on a little too much on. From the few 'reports', well more like stories from the surviving dregs we could find, seems like the angels still have a hard time figthing those stalk constructs. Specifically, their mind focussed abilities. And from the corpse of what angel bodies could be recovered, it seems as if the cerebral cortex is completely untouched from whatever process that creates the angels. A strange oversight in my opinion considering...well you know already." She said, gesturing to Nightmare himself since there was no need for further explanation on that end.
"Of course finding and using theses stalks is something, if I have to admit, something put of my expertise thanks to their purifier origins. And what's more unfortunate is that any sort of ghoul with any similar capabilities are almost mom existent now after centuries of natural selection and human interference, besides your shard that likes to do the whole circus ringmaster act of course." Kaspara explained, slightly smirking when speaking of the shard. She derives quite a bit of entertainment from the bloody spectacles that happen at the carnival of carnage.
"We would need to find samples out in the wild, ones I can study and expand on their potential before putting their genetic information into one of the queens for renewed production. The aquiring itself....Simple on paper, a headache in practice though." She finished, already thinking on how to start putting together teams, both human and ghoul, to hunt down creatures that play tricks on the mind and we're rare in the first place.
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