Rvas stood overlooking the empire, nude and in full glory, not that naked would ever be a proper word for the creature, some odd cross between insect, animal and dimensional bound breaker. The creature stood there tall in it's usual fashion, one never to shy away from anything. A battle horn called over the land leading the onyx eyed creature to give a small purr of satisfaction. As usual the arena would be set, a stage all Rvas' own. A long delicate spiral of an antenna shifted as movement was heard in the open expanse of the room. Krin's were well known for their elegant balance between beauty and function, and the room was a perfect example of just that, silver piping and wires threaded the walls, magenta hues of pink and red coating everything as the lighting held a steady glow. There was nothing in the room that needn't be there. Anything that was deemed possibly necessary was tucked into the walls or under the floor, small control panels were littered everywhere, though they hardly took away from the architecture, if anything the forethought only added to the many reasons the Abyssal picked this planet of all others to reside. A soft swishing was heard once more, answered again by a flicker of those long instruments attached to the being's head. Finally turning to answer the intrusion the creatures segmented, near hooved legs clicked across the metal flooring.
Speech was heard, for the time being it was strictly Krinian speech, a thick and rich language that boarded a wonderful primal nature of growls, clicks and hisses. In spite of what one would think, it came across in a lovely exotic nature, so very different from the ape like planets Rvas had traipsed before.
"Conquer, I do believe you are being summoned by the people…" Lathas stood there, gentle yellow skin off set by the rose colored body suit that protected it from the harsh environment of Krin. Spiked ridges danced down the creature's head, lacing into the long slender antenna that marked it as a male of amongst Krinians. Not that Krins acknowledged sex, having evolved well past such a point. Another thing that Rvas enjoyed about the planet. Much of what made an individual on this planet was housed in the silver lacing that ran along their spines. Their personalities, their memories, knowledge, all of it.
The environment of the planet was extremely harsh, and in order to survive and extend the length of their natural life spans they had taken to genetically modifying their race as a whole. When one body died, the silver cord was pulled from the host and preserved, it's knowledge and data recorded in order to better enhance the next generation of Krins. When the next compatible host body was completed, the process would begin anew. Many of the inhabitants had flipped from female to male, to female again during this cycle, long since rendering any form of gender biased moot.
"I do believe you are right… Though I am sure they can wait a few more moments. I'm hardly prepared for battle, let alone testing. Have they decided to let it be known what I'll be up against this time? Or do they wish it to be a mystery again?" Rvas wandered towards the creature. This one in particular had long since grown on the Abyssal. Likely, it was the closest thing to it's own child that it would ever have given the small male had been created from Rvas' very own genetic code. A long, elegant, three fingered hand rose to rest against the smaller male's head momentarily before making an idle gesture towards it's processions.
Lathas, as the male's name was, obliged with a slow prowl, no haste in his steps as he moved off somewhere in the room, a padded, two pronged foot tapping on one of the control pads on the floor. Soundlessly Rvas' wardrobe rose from the flooring, silver panels breaking open, flicking in the magenta hues of the room as it closed once more when the task was complete.
"They haven't made it known just yet… It seems testing blind is the preferred way of late. However, can you honestly blame them? The last time it was known to you the abilities of your opponent the battle ended just as soon as it started. Hardly any way for us to gather data, now is it? To advance we need all the variables in place… You…" Gathering a few items from the wardrobe the male turned to finger a digit in Rvas' way before turning back to finish it's duties, returning to it's master's side as it began to help dress the abyssal. "Have a nasty habit of eliminating variables…"
Rvas smirked as it began to dress, tugging the Krinian fabrics over it's body. All in all it was rather tight fitting clothing, though the fabrics were woven in just a way to enhance flexibility and limit the amount of constrictions. "Do I now? I'll have to be mindful of that in the future… I certainly do have a reputation to keep around here, after all." After strapping the few pieces of armor the creature actually wore into place it finally straightened up to it's full height, nearly dwarfing the male besides it. While their bodies, and even genetics might have been similar, the krins fell below the creature by nearly half it's height, standing nearly eight feet tall.
Without waiting the taller of the two made way for the exit, any they passed watched them, unblinking, studying every movement the creature made, a few even eyed Lathas. He, after all, was not a normal case amongst the Krin, having been created in an attempt to best the giant that walked among them. While it was not unheard of to add outside genetic material to the Krin's coding in order to make the perfect race the Abyssal's specific coding was unlike anything they'd ever encountered before.
The fact they had gotten even once specimen to develop amongst their labs was a remarkable achievement, however, it also proved rather disappointing. Whatever conditions that had led to Lathas' creation… seemed to be a rare occurrence.
Lathas seemed none the wiser to the stares, or at the very least, was quite used to them, it was not uncommon for Krins to observe specimens, and Lathas was one of rarity, not to mention on a more personal note, the creature seemed to enjoy it. Basking in the attention his uniqueness lended him, particularly amongst a planet of cloned, modified creatures. Such admission would never leave his lips though, after all… he was still one of his people, superior breeding aside.
In silence they continued towards the arena.