It was a wonder really, a marvelous act of nature to allow something to grow through abiogenesis. To allow such a small tanzanite gem flourish in such a hospitable environment as of late. Golems roaming Polaris in search of gems, hungrily grabbing at anything that so much gave off the smell of magic or life. But above all odds here was this gem nestled lovingly between the soft soil and a neighboring crystal cluster. Its violet hues morphing into pinks and blues as it glimmered, simply pulsating under the soft embrace of light. It radiated a soft feeling, calming to anyone who might have glanced across its surface.

Small outstretched hands moved across the shell; drifting through what amniotic fluid there was resting within. It wasn't his time yet; and already he was so curious. Drifting in and out of slumber as he watched the light dance across the colorful shell walls.

"Speech"
'Thought'

@Titan

Nestled within the crystal cluster, the black and blue chrysalis lay. Its surface pulsing faintly in time as light danced around it, allowing the life within peace as gentle fingers traced along the inside of the shell, creating patterns within his mind as a soundless laugh came from his throat.

Slowly, his attention shifted to the lightest portion of the chrysalis's shell, where the light broke through the dark haze that surrounded most of his body, as though the chrysalis shell wasn't as thick there as it was the rest of the way. Curiously, he ran a finger along the light portion, head tilting to the side slightly in fascination as his hand cast a shadow over his face.

'Pretty, pretty~'

'Thinking'
"Signing"
"Aartappel Speech"

He watched the light, listened to the gentle hum that vibrated through the gem's shell. Brown eyes flickering across the mosaic of colors that brought a small smile to his young face. By now over the weeks of gestation this peculiar gem had quadrupled in size. Larger than a football and subtly shaking from what life flourished within.

Wiggling toes he pressed them against the shell; there was no fluid around. Come to think of it, there was hardly any room left. He could hardly stretch out now. But that didn't stop him from trying to anyway. A big stretch which was a futile attempt as it was stopped by the hard walls. Though much to his rising curiosity the room had shifted! Made a small crackling sound even! Just above him, where the shell seemed to be thinnest!

"Speech"
'Thought'

@Titan

Curiosity brought the gentle taps against the light portion of the gem to grow slightly in strength, as though trying to break out, though his strength quickly faded as his tapping against the shell slowed down, hands returning to resting against his stomach as he attempted to shift about in what he knew as his home, feeling it move just slightly as the light shifted a little to the left, eyes closing slightly to block out the sudden glare.

His time could wait, he wasn't ready yet. But soon he would be ready, soon

'Thinking'
"Signing"
"Aartappel Speech"

Determination and most of all curiosity set into the monkey; pushing up at the thin walls. Listening fondly to the crackling sound that was his reward. A big smile grew as he continued this; pushing harder and harder! Until unexpectedly his hands pushed straight through! Frozen with surprise he let out an excited exclamation! What was this!? There was more beyond these walls!? What joy!

Reaching a single arm through he widened the hole. Pulling it back inside and pressing his face out, just barely though. Small hands curling against the edge as he was 'free'. Wide brown eyes glancing around at the collections of sights and colors! Ears wiggling to the sounds of nature untold!

"Speech"
'Thought'

@Titan

Slowly, eyes cracked open, staring back up at the lightest portion of the Chrysalis's shell before rolling himself back as far as he could. Hoping maybe that would bring some sort of change to the light, to move it from beaming directly on his face. Briefly, he felt his world shift once more, and with it, the light, moving the bright blue beam to hit the fluff of his chest. Of course, the movement of the Chrysalis had dislodged one of the smaller pieces of the crystalline structure, sending the small shard to the ground with a high pitched clinking sound.

A quick, high pitched sound forced his mind back into reality, mind whispering sweet nothings in a wordless voice as he pressed his hand once more against the source of light to his world. So there were things out there? Those weren't just dreams?

Maybe he should try his luck again? Yes, that seemed like a good idea... but not for this moment, his strength still eluded him. As it danced from his grasp, diving within the muscles and sitting just out of his reach.

Another time then.

'Thinking'
"Signing"
"Aartappel Speech"

Poking his head out a little more he delved at what was around him. Finger curling tigher around the shell's edge. Pushing it unknowingly with excitement as he leaned farther out. And it worked well! At least until the shell crackled under pressure. Splitting it nearly in half as he tumbled out! Releasing a loud sound of exclamation he recoiled back into the half shell. Staring at the half that was laying a few feet away. Curiosity bubbling up he hopped closer, touching the surface with a wide smile. To think he had been living in something like this! Amazing!

And something else nearby clanked rather loudly. Brown eyes wide he glanced around, fear nonexistent as he peered over neighboring crystal clusters. Until his eyes caught glance of something quite similar to his own past home.

"Speech"
'Thought'

@Titan

Like before, another sound broke through the tranquility of his half-slumber. Twisting around as far as he could to press against the sides of his chrysalis, feeling his strength deciding it was time to try and cooperate. Maybe this time he could get out?

Pressing against the chrysalis was rewarded with a satisfying crack, feeling part of it give way under his hand as jagged edges drew through the fur along his arm. Scratching gently against his skin as the piece on his palm quickly lost balance on his fingers, falling along the same path as the small piece of crystal.

Exhausted, the ape simply sat there, arm sticking out of the center of his chrysalis like some sort of daisy. He would finish getting himself out when he had his strength back.

'Thinking'
"Signing"
"Aartappel Speech"

He sat there, observing the unusual surface; it was very pretty! Though curiosity rose and he approached closer, reaching out and touching the surface right when another hand came busting out! Recoiling back in silence he sat still, eyes wide as he wondered what could it be! Were they like him!? He would need to delve, gather apparent information. There was a gem, he had came from a gem. There was an arm...he had arms. So they must be another individual like him! They had similar hands after all! Oh boy how lucky was he to find a friend this fast!

Wide teeth bearing smile he approached the arm, reaching out and grabbing it with his own hands. Perhaps this wasn't the best idea if this individual couldn't see...but he didn't mind that fickle thought!

"Speech"
'Thought'

@Titan

As content as he was to simply sit there with all the blood rushing out of his arm, fate seemed to decide that it was best that someone who he can't see should grab his hand, and just... sit there. For a moment, his body froze, breathing going silent a moment before he'd decided to try and take his hand back, to try and peer through the crack maybe? Tugging slightly against whatever held him, feeling the small size of the hands, he eventually managed to pull his arm back into the warmth that was the inside of his chrysalis. Gritting small teeth together as the feeling of blood rushing back through the limb sent pins and needles through his arm, he shifted about to peer through the hole.

'Who is that?' he wondered, using his other arm to press against the now weakened shell, feeling pieces crack away with greater ease now that the first piece of the puzzle had been broken off. Creating a hole just barely big enough for him to sit up, shoulders barely visible among the sea of black and blue streaks that happened to decorate the outer shell of his chrysalis.

'Thinking'
"Signing"
"Aartappel Speech"