He had spent those years enduring in Japanese fashion the prejudices levied against him. He'd become a genetic researcher - and could prove scientifically that those people who felt the Japanese were an entirely seperate race were wrong.
Now at the age of 57, Doctor Moreau was recognized as a brilliant man - the sort of research scientist who was a little bit eccentric but capable of sheer genius. Of course, you couldn't socialize with him that much. He wasn't pure Japanese, and he was crippled - the leg not having healed that well and his mother's inopportune move before the American physicians had completed his care.
There was talk about him being burakumin, but as nothing had been proven he had at least avoided that pitfall. As for the burakumin - he'd met a few of them and found nothing particularly unclean about them - though they also tended to shun him.
While times and attitudes had changed slightly since the '50s, there was still quite a lot of that attitude present now. And knowing that he would likely find himself unemployed in a few scant years, Doctor Moreau was making plans. One can only take so much of pure-blooded underlings taking credit for one's work and similar experiences before one says to hell with Japanese stoicism - I'm getting even.
Pure bloodlines were so bloody important, were they? Well, he had research he hadn't shown to anyone. That one girl who had strayed from the group seemed a perfect test subject.
A door suddenly swishing open engaged her curiosity, and she went through - apparently looking for the rest of her tour group.
Doctor Moreau smiled as the girl breathed in the product of his labors. When she clutched a table, he knew that she was experiencing the brief flash of nausea and dizziness that would indicate the mutagen had "taken."
Ah, a guard had found her in a restricted zone and was now escorting the embarrassed young lady away, catching her name as "Akane Tendo." Checking a list, Doctor Moreau smiled. Samurai heritage - a once noble house carrying on a dojo - the sort of people who were often very traditional and hidebound, and in his experience at least slightly nuts.
Perfect.
Meanwhile the mutagenic agent would be setting up shop in the girl's body and would soon produce:
(Posted Sun, 17 Nov 2002 13:18)
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