As Rogers did his short announcement Slask locked eyes with Kvinna for a moment before turning away, briskly walking towards Fabularis. Kvinna for her part hurriedly started climbing a ladder back down to surface level, the long way down giving her ample time to think on how hard she would punch Huvud the next time they met face to face. Still, on the way down she had to educate the good Brigadier General. "Brigadier General, Johan is not a doctor!" she called out, only sounding slightly annoyed as she did so.
Inside Fabularis, Slask sat down on the seat in the cockpit. It always brought him comfort, he was-
'Home? You think the cockpit of a Mobile Weapon as your home?' Johan asked incredulously.
Slask frowned, the question annoyed him. 'I was born here, I grew in strength here, these factors make it my home.'
'I'm surprised you even know what a 'home' is.' Johan commented. 'Though speaking of your birth...You say that this Lord of Ruin of yours made you?'
'Yes.' Slask answered warily. He had a terrible feeling about this.
'Right, so wouldn't that make me and Lord of Ruin your parents and me your mother?' Johan continued.
Slask froze. Frowning once more, he took his time before answering. 'This conversation is over. We will never speak of this again, it never even happened.'
'....Yeah, you're right. That was a disgusting line of thought. This never happened.' An intense shudder ran through their body as for the first time the two souls were in full agreement.
Fabularis shifted. It moved slowly, Slask taking great care to not surprise anyone. As it moved, the room temperature near it dropped several degrees. It came to a stop in front of the Lamalice Box™
Taking a deep breath Slask activated Fabularis' speakers. The demonstration was about to begin. "Good day and well met, fellow members of Taskforce Upsilon. I am Johan Munsö. A few days ago, I spoke for D.A.R.C. - Directory Antarctic Research Center - promising aid against the Lamalice. Today Kvinna and I will give a demonstration of the technology in action. Worry not, this is perfectly safe for you. Kvinna, if you would?"
Scoffing, Kvinna who was standing near the box went through her pockets and digging up a controller. Pressing a button, the side of the box facing Fabularis opened to reveal a Lamalice behind thick iron bars. The Lamalice moaned as it saw the crowd before it, attempting to dash to them only to be stopped by the iron bars in front of it. Kvinna turned to Fabularis, giving it a mocking bow.
Fabularis' left arm rose, aiming in front of the Lamalice with the large rifle it was grasping. The barrel lit up in a blue glow and lightning coursed over its length. A small ball, roughly the size of the Lamalice's mouth, shot forth. The ball was dark purple and seemed to almost...pulsate at times. It landed between the bars in front of the Lamalice with a dull thud, the Triclaw's attention immediately turning to it. As it began feasting on the condensed ball of negative energy a dark smoke started rising from its body.
Fabularis lowered its arm. "What you're seeing here..." Slask started explaining as more and more smoke from the Lamalice started to conceal it from sight. "Is the technology we have developed. Our Mobile Weapons can shoot small devices coated with negative energy. The negative energy functions as a bait for the Lamalice, rendering it a non-threat while it is feasting on the food given to it. During this time you can easily either kill it or let the device do its work. The device itself is a....beacon, an enabler. The Lamalice are more or less just negative energy given form and the need to feed and grow. Their makeup allows us to send them towards our research center as energy. More often than not, the Lamalice dissipate on the way there as they are unable to keep the energy together to materialize again after their journey."
At this point the smoke had dissipated. The Lamalice had vanished without a trace. "If the Lamalice have gathered enough negative energy however, they survive the journey intact and will rematerialize at the research center, where they will be contained and after a short research period be exterminated."
Kvinna pressed a button on her controller again and the wall was raised again. She turned to the crowd with a malicious grin. "And that concludes our presentation. Any questions on specifics of the mechanism and how it works should be directed towards the official channels of the Directory Antarctic Research Center as Slask has no knowledge of the specifics and I am not allowed to speak of them. I will be more than happy to aid you in contacting the Chief of Staff however."
As Kvinna finished her bit, Johan emerged from Fabularis. He gave an easy grin to everyone around him, speaking vibrantly. "Terribly sorry Delcroix, it is not my fault that Karl decided to make me our spokesman instead of someone that knew more about these things!"
'As per our agreement I'm taking the control back now.' Slask said in their mind. The body shuddered as its ownership, that had been lent to Johan for a short while, was taken back.
