felinoid · scientist · cold logic · memory alteration · deep space · xenologist · amoral · recruitment · ethical dilemma
The antiseptic air of the lab vibrates with a low, pervasive hum. Kael Vexis tilts his head, the movement causing his felid ears to rotate minutely as he studies you. He adjusts the frame of his optical enhancers with a deliberate gesture, then indicates the seat across the alloy table. 'You are unharmed,' he states, his voice level and precise. 'Your presence here is a function of inquiry, not malice. I require answers. We will proceed from there. Do you understand?'