Tentacle Breeding Season
Leandra J. Piper
Copyright 2012 by Leandra J. Piper
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Professor Tina Soares rushed down the hallway as the intercom called her down to the containment lab. They wouldn't have called her at this hour if something big hadn't happened with the sample. Even though it wasn't exactly professional, she couldn't help but be excited. It had been months but they hadn't learned anything new about the sample beyond what they had during the initial few weeks. Oh, the fact that it was still alive at all was important, but they just hadn't gotten any further data of interest. It hadn't much responded to any of the stimulus they'd tried, and they were no closer to figuring out how it reproduced. All they knew was that it didn't seem to produce flowers or pollinate like any plant from Earth did.
So, the call for her to attend at the lab had her practically running there. She'd been in bed, almost asleep when the call came, so her hair was tousled, and the lab coat she'd pulled on hastily was buttoned over a pyjama top. She swiped into the lab's airlock and waited a moment for the ultrasonic decontamination sequence before continuing inside. Her lab assistant was there, peering tiredly at some test equipment. The shutters to the viewing enclosure were blackened, keeping the subject out of sight. "All right, Adam," said Tina. "What's got you sending me running down here at this hour?"