"The solution is really quite simple," Ryan said. "As you know, the plan is quite specific in this regard. The offspring of the matriarchal and virile quadrants for one, and the other is to be derived from the robust and lissome quadrants."
"Such an outcome would determine you as the one to remain, given that your mother Riley is of the matriarchal quadrant." Carson observed.
"True, but my bias on the matter does not change protocol."
"Agreed. It would seem that all that remains is how to dispose of my current form so that I may take on the proper position."
"We should do it discreetly, as we do not want to interrupt the progression of the various members of the first generation," Ryan stated.
"Particularly the two groups that will be part of our own batch. Both violet and yellow are lagging behind," Carson observed.
"That is not our concern for now. Might I suggest strangulation?"
"Relatively quick, painless, and discreet. I approve," Carson said, sitting down behind a line of pool chairs.
Ryan walked up behind his fellow, wrapping his hands around Carson's neck, pressing in firmly but without malice. Carson offered no resistance, even after his face began to turn purple. After a few moments, Carson's body went slack, and after a few seconds more Ryan released his hold.
Carson's body slumped over lifelessly, but did not remain on the ground for long. His face and head crumbled away into dust, which dissipated into the air. His green bodysuit melted away, the pool of green liquid flowing to Ryan's feet, where it was absorbed by Ryan's own suit.
"A curious experience," Ryan observed passively. "I will have to discuss it with my equivalent when she next manifests."
