Goddess
“Well, we lost one of our latest batch of Sith Doppelgangers. The droid we were using to carry it to term ran away before it was born. Typical behavior from Machine Mothers, but they’re better than exowombs, in my opinion. Otherwise, things have been all right. Not much going on around here ever since the Sith fell.”
Khayyam listened to Arcturus’ problem, and as soon as he said the girl had been experimented on by her Grandfather, he nodded. “Messala, right? I used to work with him. Very strange fellow. Mad as a hatter, really. Loved chaos and wreaking havoc for his own amusement.”
Once the blood sample was sent, his focus shifted to a console, pink claws typing rapidly. “Oh yes, I recognize this genome—or parts of it, anyway. She must be Errol’s daughter. He came to me for modifications, and I turned him into a Sith Changeling. He died not long after, killed in battle—Changelings aren’t very suitable for combat, their bones break too easily. Anyway, this is strange… there are elements of plant DNA here...”
He trailed off, studying the data. “If you had caught this early enough, it might’ve been stopped. But if you’re saying she’s already near death, the process must be quite far along. No, I’m afraid it’s not possible to reverse that kind of damage. You’d have more success growing a clone with her original DNA, then transferring her essence to the new body.”
Khayyam listened to Arcturus’ problem, and as soon as he said the girl had been experimented on by her Grandfather, he nodded. “Messala, right? I used to work with him. Very strange fellow. Mad as a hatter, really. Loved chaos and wreaking havoc for his own amusement.”
Once the blood sample was sent, his focus shifted to a console, pink claws typing rapidly. “Oh yes, I recognize this genome—or parts of it, anyway. She must be Errol’s daughter. He came to me for modifications, and I turned him into a Sith Changeling. He died not long after, killed in battle—Changelings aren’t very suitable for combat, their bones break too easily. Anyway, this is strange… there are elements of plant DNA here...”
He trailed off, studying the data. “If you had caught this early enough, it might’ve been stopped. But if you’re saying she’s already near death, the process must be quite far along. No, I’m afraid it’s not possible to reverse that kind of damage. You’d have more success growing a clone with her original DNA, then transferring her essence to the new body.”