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At that moment in Orphe's Laboratory
"There is truly no scientific explanation that I could give you to explain this phenomenon," Raoul breathed even as he went through the mountainous pile of records that represented all the date he had gathered on Riki's health since his reanimation.
In only a day and a few hours since the incident, Riki's health had deteriorated at a drastically level. The once dark beauty molded by the charms of the night was now horrendous to behold. By now most of his hair had withered away along with most of the fat on his bones. Now a distorted shadow of his former self he seemed as though the definition of dying was upon his now skeletal frame.
And yet though he didn't look it, his vital signs were perfectly normal and his brainwaves were undisturbed. Despite all his efforts to locate the problem, according to all his research and serial tests Riki from the scientific perspective was a healthy as ever.
But why?
Never in all his years had Raoul ever seen such a scientific madness.
But sadly, at the moment, the rigid laws of nature being uprooted wasn't his area of greatest concern, in fact, it was very far from it.
He turned to glance at Iason who was now seated in mid air his eyes trained on his lover's distorting form. Through it all Iason had sat there without uttering a word of concern or disgust and that in itself was of great concern to Raoul.
He had known Iason long enough to understand his modes of silence but this was once he had never seen in the man. In his silence nothing could be read or understood, as though at this very moment Iason was completely thoughtless and hovered amongst the living in body alone.
Of course Raoul had tried to approach him, tried to see if Iason was still in the land of the living but as it would turn out, he was being blocked, by Iason's impeccable growing powers of the mind. Whenever Raoul tried to touch him, he would find himself back where he was before he even thought of approaching the Mink almost as if he was being automatically teleported there on sheer instinct.
Though Raoul would be glad to take that as a warning and leave Iason alone as he desired with how things were he couldn't brush aside the feeling that he couldn't leave Iason to his own devices.
You see…
Raoul yanked off his gloves in exchange of a fresh pair he kept in his top pocket as he took up a pen and chart he used to scribble his private notes on. Knowing that anything he held in his data bank online was open to Jupiter he often wrote down the notes he refused to reveal to Jupiter at the moment here. And at the moment those notes he wanted Jupiter to know nothing of so happened to pertain to her most favored son.
Iason as Raoul had reluctantly observed was undergoing the exact opposite of his counterpart. Just calling him healthy would be a shallow understatement of the truth. He was absolutely radiant so much so that his beauty would be the envy of the Gods themselves. From here Raoul could feel the growing power emanate off the favored son in waves that seemed to multiply tenfold.
Whether it was the phenomenon of The Spaces In between" that was still having an effect on them or not, Raoul had an inkling feeling that stabbed at his gut that told him rather clearly if he didn't solve this mystery, if he didn't do something…do anything…then surely he wouldn't just have Riki and Iason's blood on his hands but for some strange reason their children as well.
