It Runs in the Family Ch.26
(Island Adventure)
At the STAR LABS in Taos Adam carefully with the syringe administers into the I.V the daily dosage. Pressing the plunge lightly injecting the dark orange liquid. His eyes watch carefully it seep in and down the tube all the way into them. Mentally he counts and takes out the needle. Double checking he gave the right amount. Looking at their chart, yep he did. Holding up a pen he checks their vitals, writing them down and the time. Their heart rate was, well, it was the same. Barely there, which was in a sense. Writing that down he looks again at the I.V., he was thankful for the help from Rann, especially from Sardath and his brilliance. Mainly he understood their biology and was able to make their medicine. Which for now, sustained them.
It only eased the pain, as Sardath told him. It didn't work wonders, so the odds of them actually recovering were slim. But, he would work to make it stronger so it could actually do such a thing. Seeing the substance take affect orange veins slightly protrude out from their skin. It was settling in their system.
His eyes look down and fill with heavy sympathy. So weak and fragile. The only thing the two sisters had left of their past, barely clinging to the present. Listening to the fluttering wheezing. Watching their chest slowly rise with a struggle and stay there for a good minute and go down deep. Every single muscle they used was a struggle. Though they remained expressionless and unresponsive, no doubt from the sedatives given. Their pain was on fire.
Adam wondered, why, why they forced themselves to endure such a hellish way of living? Why did they hold onto the single thread of life? He knew the answer and he thought it was selfish, but, also understanding and admirable. They truly loved those girls. Just as they did them. Looking into their half-closed glossed eyes. Adam saw their fragile strength, wanting to cry, but couldn't. They were worried about them.
With a tender smile, the man assures them."They're doing fine."He softly says. Being careful with any loud noise. Remembering what the sisters had told him.
The room itself was redone to prevent any sort of extra sound from getting in. It remained calm and tranquil. As instructed by Batman and Artemis. But, mainly Batman. With around the clock care, which Adam was put in charge of. Which he didn't mind but, kind of wished he wasn't secretively because if anything were to happen, he wasn't sure how he could bring his heart to tell either of them the grieving news. Something he felt was inevitable.
His blue eyes trailed slowly along their body, the blisters, sores and scathed skin. Was still filled a bit with infection. It puzzled him as to why May hadn't been able to heal them fully? Seeing her work before and from what he heard thanks to a mouthy green boy, she was good. So why couldn't she heal them?
Realizing he was getting caught up in his own mind, nearly forgot to finish his notes. Going back he finishes quickly and looks to see if they might need anything. Everything was good. He signs off, dotting his eyes and crossing his t's, turns on the serene music at low volume, deems the lights to make it easy to rest and leaves. Unaware of the slight abnormal spike.
Okay, so this wasn't exactly how Gar expected this to go, his fantasy wasn't fully playing out how he would like it. Even so, he did get the white sandy beach, fresh clean air, soothing gentle waves of clear water. Coconut drinks, though he didn't have, and it wasn't the yellow polka-dot bikini he'd hope for, still he managed to get most of his checklist covered. Which was good right?
The only problem about it, he wasn't with them to enjoy it. "Gar? How is your visual?"Tim checks in through the comlink. Distracted, Gar didn't answer."Beastboy!"This time the sharpness in Tim's voice got his attention.
"It's good. It's good."He reports back. Looking back purrs liciously."From all angles."To himself, a shiver of excitement ran through his spine. No matter what, animal or human biology was evident in any form.
Perched on a tree as a parrot, Beastboy had a good view, especially from the back view. Watching those healthy, smooth bronze legs walk, no lightly glide across the sand, each step had to be lighter than the last one. Was it wrong to look at them this way? Because he knew it was hard not too, eyes moving up from their legs slowly as if stroking them gently with their own eyes. Stopping upon their rear, so firm and ample. The right fit in their in low rise turquoise with sprinkles of golden sparkle bottoms. With a tropical sheer cover-up skirt around their narrow waist. Moving along the curves left exposed, going all the way up to their matching spaghetti halter top of the same color and design as their bottoms. Holding in everything close and snugged, ripped and robust. Those long elegant, smooth arms just as healthy as their legs, their whole petite body actually. Was alluring to watch, glistening under the sun's rays. Eyes that shined bright and serene, with a smile just as equal and a face both cute and pretty. Yet, humble that modest and innocence emitted from them.
It was no wonder they attracted attention from eyes that saw. Even with the vendors, flipping their long hair which they kept down, instead of tied back. Adding to their alluring and charm. It was just unnatural, the way those golden-yellow eyes flickered with light. Smiling at the man who sold bananas. He didn't want to accept their payment, their presence was payment enough.
But, they insisted and set the money in the man's hand. Who did his best not so shutter with bodily excitement, and when they spoke, it came out so soft, silvery and sweet. Like honey.
In the water a few miles away, being careful not to be spotted, La'gaan emerges slowly. Scooping around at the people."I don't see any sign of them, but, I do have visual on Aurora. Nothings come and taking the bait yet. Roger."He goes back under and disappears.
This place was beautiful if not gorgeous. The air was sweet and free. The sun provided a kind warmness that put a relaxing smile to everyone around. It was no wonder they were in a good mood. The sky clear with no conflict or issues, the sand was soft and gentle. Just like the gentle wind that blew. Anyone could become lost in this and swept away. A perfect place to come and take a break from all of life's troubles. This place was tipping close to paradise. It was no wonder it this place was named after the Greek Nymph Calypso. Green palm trees, filled with bountiful fruit. The water was fresh and clean. From the lightest shades of blue to mid-shades.
And the island's market was even more amazing. So many things caught your eyes, all their small trinkets from island locals. To larger ones, such as clothing. Even food. Which you bought, a few bananas. Stopping a couple of other vendors just to gaze. A small smile of wonderment and delight remained on your face, talking to the locals about them. Hearing the story behind some of it. Which was very informative, letting out small amused laughs. Your friendly approach eased them, which was a good thing, it made it easier to establish a sort of a relationship of trust. Smiles did that. It even allowed you to slip in unnoticed questions when you talked. Which of course was overlooked, some even giving you extra information.
A few times you leaned in to get a closer listen, squealing just a bit when it was something amazing. Clapping your hands together like a simpleton. Playing the part was hard because you didn't like it. Having to restrain yourself from breaking down and reverting back to being logical. Even if you actually were enjoying your time.
"Oh, you don't say?"You gasp surprised. Leaning in closer. With your eyes widen."How fascinating! Really. And where is that?"Leaning a bit more, so they could hear. Flipping your hair back just a bit. Showing your silver necklace with a beautiful sapphire stone in the middle."Oceanid Oasis? That's what's it called?"
The local nods her head and with a wrinkle finger points, your eyes follow and see in the distance in clear view for you, but, for others, it wouldn't be. A large, white resort, overlooking the whole beach. It was rather secluded, with the trees slightly covering it.
So that was where you needed to go. Turning to the older woman, smile sweetly."Thank you."Bowing your head to her and leave. Melting into the crowd of tourist making your way there.
Seeing you move, Gar quickly transforms from his gecko form to a parrot and soars over you. As you moved briskly through, hold your stone."Robin? Did you get all that?"
At a Tiki bar, a green slushy drink in a hollow coconut with a pink straw and mini umbrella gets placed down, to soon be picked up and sipped. "Yeah, I got it."He casually takes another sip, his observant eyes watch you through the crowd. A refreshing sigh escapes. He takes out his phone."You're good to go. Beast Boy, stay on her."
"Noted."
Touching the inside of his ear inconspicuously, looking like he was scratching it. Turns away from the small bar and walks in with the rest of the tourist. Blending in well, with his tropical red and yellow shirt and brown shorts. "Good."He looks up quickly at the resort."Everyone, get in your positions."
He didn't have to tell Gar twice, diving down he perches on your shoulder, quickly turning back into a gecko and craws in your hair remaining still. Though gives your hair a deep inhale.
"...Ahhh...nice."He said intoxicated purring.