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Iason sat perplexed, going over the results time and again. But he found it beyond logical to agree with the possibility of the news, the report his new furniture Hades Ban had left with him, about Riki's present condition three weeks ago.
Across from the head of the Tangura Syndicate, Raoul Am, the head of the Medical Sciences departments was just as bewildered though like his brother and close friend, it did little to show on his stoic face. The Blondie had spent most of his days in his lab trying figure out the phenomena around his recent discovery in Iason's pet. Honestly he had always known that the pet was peculiar, aside from the fact that he was not bred by the academy but this was beyond even his expectations. He had convinced himself that surely there must have been something uniquely different that drew a Blondie to a mere mongrel of the slum especially when he was so hard to please but now he wasn't certain if he wanted to know the answer to that question. But as per usual his curiosity won out.
Especially since Jupiter had taken it on herself to suddenly make Iason's pet her top priority. She never spoke on the matter of the most recent discovery nor did she ever admit or agree to knowing of Riki's physical state in advance.
If the issue was presented she would easily side step it and bring up a different topic. That aside they had no back ground information on the mongrel to even begin with, no parental records, no birth certificate nothing. The earliest records in the system of him dated back to when he was the head of Bison, like an uncrowned king of the slums. And even those records had loop holes as they only tracked his infringements on the law and nothing more picking up back on his life as Riki's pet.
Raoul surfed through the holographic records projected before him one last time before dismissing the hologram with a wave of his hand.
Nothing.
There was never a female Blondie and the existent male were infertile so the possibility of reproduction had been written off years ago. It had been tested so many times, the possibilities of a Blondie producing a child, an heir. And each time they would turn up empty handed. His results were always accurate and after years of testing the results remained the same up until now that is.
But why?
What sparked the change? His operation of Iason after the devastation of Dana Bahn had been flawless and the Blondie was now back to his normal self all functions set at a hundred percent. Riki's operation had been far more complex and at the request of Jupiter he had revived the human as well. Though Riki had flat lined many times his revival was doable as he had proven and he was certain that his performance was flawless and none out of the ordinary.
He took a seat caught deep in contemplation only sparing a glance at the Blondie across from him on a whim. Not to his surprise the Blondie was still deep in thought as well. But who would wrong him. Iason had a lot to think about especially now that, against all odds, he was going to be a father.
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The day was alight with rumors which festered further with each passing day. After the Riki's miraculous return the Blondie's had become relatively tight lipped, more so than usual about things relating to the mongrel and his master. Though so many had their own earful of speculations it appeared that none knew the truth and so the lies continued to spread like a disease from lip to hear in bed or on the streets.
It was on this particular day that the Blondies, the children of Jupiter, became restless. The truth was that even they were left in the dark about the recent events. Whilst some felt offended others preferred not to be burdened with more madness to add to their plate, knowing fairly well that secrets between Jupiter and Iason were to be dreaded to the extreme.
They all knew that heavy was the head that wore the crown and that the head that wore that crown was very hard to replace and never to be questioned. If there was something that they really needed to know Iason would be amongst the first to tell them. After the Dana Bahn incident it was clear that Iason exceeded the norms that were relative to Blondies which placed him in a league of his own. The things that concerned such a being were usually beyond them but being left out of the loop set them, for the most part, on edge.
It was with these thoughts more or less in mind that they entering the meeting room and took their respective seats. It was not so long ago that Jupiter had called for a meeting with all her children to debrief them on the latest issues one of which they silently hope did not include referring to the head of their Syndicate.
But luck was not in their favor not today at least.
"By now you should all be curious I suppose," Iason was the first to speak, "so I'll put this as simply as possible, there was a detrimental pause. "My pet Riki is with child."
There was a moments silence as they began to process the brutal mental blow to the psyche that they just had to endure all within nanoseconds.
Iason sat in silence as though he too was still processing the possibilities as he waited for a response.
"And exactly how is that possible, assuming that this is Iason's sire," Orphe was the first to put words into a sentence that equated his thoughts, "The phenomena of male pregnancy on the behave of Iason's pet a previous resident of Ceres is very much a possibility, this we know, however, studies have shown that a Blondie's flaw lie in their inability to reproduce. You are free to correct me if I am wrong."
"You are correct the possibility is quite unlikely but the fact remains, Iason's pet is carrying and has been for relatively three weeks and counting. Several examination's reveal that the only person who has physically come into contact with the pet to be Iason," Raoul stated flatly as he proceeded to present a holographic presentation of the examinations and tests he had previously taken on both Riki and Iason.
"Unlike the pet bred by the academy, the selective few that is, designed for breeding according to what I'm seeing here Riki didn't doesn't possess the physical frame work to-," Aisha was about to voice his observation until another series of holographs presented themselves.
There was awe stricken silence as the data before them was slowly computed within only moments. And for what seemed like eternity it dragged on until Raoul shattered the silence.
"As you had noticed the examination one month ago prior to the first day of the noted pregnancy Iason's Pet was like any other male. However a week prior to said date the development of a physical structure identical to that of the female reproductive system began its formation. Whilst on Iason's behave his productivity rate rose exponentially from null to seventy percent and counting. As for the reason behind this unexpected phenomenon studies are presently under way." Raoul stated before glancing back at Iason who had remained silent in his seat.
His gloved fingers were interlaced, his index finger resting along the sides of his nose bridge, testifying how far gone in thought he was. Half an hour passed as they assessed the data letter by intricate letter before all eyes fell on the one Blondie that exceeded all else, waiting for what it is that he had to say. By right this was exceptionally news, to know that the head of the Syndicate had an heir to carry on the Blondie legacy more so since it was sired by the Head of their syndicate, but for some reason they all felt as though there was more to this story than was being told, more than even Iason or Raoul themselves even knew.
The entire truth in which laid in their mother Jupiter.
"Until the examinations have been drawn to an end it is Jupiter's wish that this matter remains confidential for reasons you must understand without saying." Raoul continued nonchalantly as he dismissed, the holograms, the results of his sleep deprived nights, with a sway of his hand.
This startled them even more. Jupiter had decided to take interest in the matter? Yes it was the case that her most favored some was producing such miraculously astounding results that they had all though was impossible. And of course it was something they all should be glad to hear but for some reason they had their doubts behind her motifs. Pet breeding for the most part was an idea she had composed all on her own, for the most part, leaving them to get creative with it and do as they pleased to make her thoughts a reality, if only to make her proud. Now, that very idea had actually benefited them and it was indeed a major accomplishment. But why was it that it all felt so paper made and calculated as though they had suspected something like this if only in the slightest.
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