[Flayme]

Role: Scientist
Name: Han
Gender: Male
Age: 37
Description: 5'11" Loud, rather crass, blond (slightly greying) hair, hazel eyes.

"Ah so that little lavender thing is finally coming out of his shell is he?" Han peered at Reva, and then back at Ceral. "Good... Hopefully something promising will finally happen." He scribbled a few things on his clipboard and then tucked it under his arm. "He really is a lovely looking creature... If he breeds with Ivy, I have no doubt we'll get some stunning offspring as a result.

"That one however." Han looked up and pointed towards where Nym, Ivan and Ky were gathered. "The new one, I'm not so sure about... I'm hoping that he'll calm down.. The bloody prick nearly snapped my arm off when we unloaded him, was snarky as hell all the way into the enclosure."

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"How am I doing?" Nym was a little surprised by Ivan's question. "Well... I'm here. I don't know." He chuckled dryly. He couldn't exactly complain about anything. This place was spacious, and so far Ky and Ivan seemed tolerable. He wasn't in any pain... Wasn't hungry. At least not yet. "I suppose I'm fine." He pointed at Ivan's belly again. "My kind usually carries for around six months... But of course that all depends on who we're seeded by."