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Seems that we have an active plagiarist on Fan Fic Net robbing off fic from Deviantart net. I've a crop of fics on Devi. They're all done as story-per-day; some for Dalekweek & some not but all done with a superfast pen & no sense of sanity. They're getting posted over here as a safeguard; so any of my Lev Fics on Devi pre twenty-fifteen are likely gonna be repeats of Fan Fic Net. Just a hint in case you decide to visit me over there.
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Dr Barlow never cursed or lost her cool, she was the embodiment of scientific detachment and rationality, the rock around which everyone could rally. Whatever about that, the cascade of recent events had upset even her equilibrium: the alpha loris crushed; the beta loris stolen away, thrown into a revolution, imprinted onto not one but two persons and even had a name inflicted on it. That was entirely unscientific, unrealistic and impractical; it violated the very bedrock of fabricist principles ... you didn't give a name to your knife, fork or spoon and fabrications were every bit as much things and tools as that, even if they were living ones.
Certainly vessels were given names but that had been the tradition of humankind ever since sailors set sail on the sea or in the air. It gave a useful sense of pride, possession and identity, none of which applied to the lorii. They were ratiocinating adjuncts, as much mechanisms as the guns and Babbage engines of the Clankers; though even those, she had to concede, were often adopted almost as pets and given nicknames.
People seemed to have an unassailable instinct to name the things they became attached to, but wasn't that the very point of the lorii? It wasn't just that the lorii were meant to imprint on individuals; the persons were also meant to become attached to the lorii. It was sound scientific sense that the better the bond between loris and keeper the better the loris would be cared for and the better the results of perspicacity would be. She would never admit it to anyone but that was one of the reasons she had based the fabrication on the loris, there were plenty and enough acutely, intelligent creatures that she could have utilised but the loris had the additional quality of being appealing.
It was, she reflected, a quite unprecedented approach to fabrication, concentrating on the subtler qualities of nature and allowing for personal interaction between fabrication and human. Perhaps, if she was breaking such new ground in her creations, it was also time to dispense with the old tradition of namelessness? Not that she intended to become a hopeless romanticist: the first loris was alpha; the second had become Bovril or beta ... so she would continue gamma, delta, epsilon and thus through the Greek alphabet. All that remained was to choose a suitable name for her own loris, for gamma.
She explained this to Alek and Sharp, as she showed them the next batch of eggs she had prepared with their names already marked on them.
Alek queried : "So what name have you chosen for gamma, Dr Barlow?"
She replied: "One as close to gamma as possible, of course ... Gammon"
Deryn grinned: "Bovril and Gammon, aye; tasty"