Katze took a deep breath, his lips on his favorite cigarette brand, Black moon, causing a wave of relief to fill him as he exhaled the puff of black smoke. Iason had just debriefed him on Riki's current situation and he was still shaken up. It was a damn common occurrence when member of the slum conceived regardless of which gender, though it wasn't often that men readily popped out little snot nose brats, it still happened. It was simply in their genetic. That was mainly relative to those few born with both organs. From all the data he had secretly gathered on Riki nothing in his physiology indicated his body possessing both male and female internal organs.
But according to Raoul, Riki had simply started growing the necessary internal organs required for child birth, now that was something unheard of, not to mention Iason's case as well.
Walking out of his office finally done with the necessary paper work for the day he decided to make good on his promise to speak with Riki. Apparently, as miraculous as his conception was, neither parent were too pleased with the logics behind it or Jupiter's interest in it.
A few moments later he was being greeted by Iason's new furniture, Hades Ban, one of the new generation modified types. He was dark in complexion a tone or two short of ebony and had length dark red hair that contrasted with his Light brown eyes. If he wasn't so certain then he was now, Iason had strange interest indeed. The far too effeminate furniture he kept mistaking for a female at every turn, after taking his coat, lead him across the vast expanse of the Blondie's luxurious living quarters that possessed a few alterations to suit Riki's tastes.
"Master Iason has requested that there be no smoking or other relative activities that may harm Riki's health. As such I will kindly request that you refrain from doing so in Riki's presence," Hades informed, for some reason his voice sounded like music to Katze's ear.
Glancing at the male a head shorter than him he saw no reason to respond.
In essence the furniture was a bit curvier than most he had seen and far too shapely around the legs to not be on high demand. But it didn't take much to figure that this was a special edition model, custom made to suit Iason's interest. But that was only one of many assumptions he thought to be the ideal response by the Guardians if asked but he knew that not all their dealing were so pleasantly black and white.
"May I get you anything Sir Katze?" the furniture voice astounded him each time he heard it. It was soothing to his senses, so much so that it put even his beloved Black Moon to shame.
With that attribute he could understand why Iason would want to possess him if not for his looks alone. With only a few words he was certain the furniture could defuse any temperamental time bombs Riki had to toss around.
"Water will be fine?" Katze stated as his eyes landed on the mongrel who had managed to tear down a tanagura Blondie to his lowly stature.
"Will that be bottled or tap," Hades enquired turning worrisome eyes on Pet on the Balconies that looked more like a bird in a cage unable to spread its wounded wings.
"Chilled on the rocks will do fine," Katze responded before leaving to join the pet lost in thought in the blissful evening glory.
"You look like crap," Katze commented reaching for a pack of Black Moon but mentally debated against it given Riki's present condition.
"What can I say depressed and distraught's the new suede," Riki sneered flippantly, "you should try it too all you need to do is stay cooped up in this dump twenty four hours a day seven days a week."
"So I see. It sounds complex," he countered smoothly only to earn a look that would kill him a dozen times from Riki but continued to tease none the less, "but I'm hearing that it's good for the skin."
"Did you come here to sympathize or piss me off," Riki challenged bitterly but lacked the fire in his eyes that promised that blood would be spilt.
"I can do both and neither if you want," Katze offered back lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath.
"So piss me off it is," Riki commented turning around to face Katze as he braced on the railing with his elbows.
"My word and here I am trying to play nice," Katze stated light heartedly as he offered a pained expression that had them back laughing themselves to tears only moments later, "I guess it's time I brush up on my acting skills."
"Please tell me the world's not coming to an end tomorrow," Riki commented seeing a bit brighter in the afterglow of just a moments splendor.
"With my salary and the amount of new recruits I have to pay I wish it would," Katze stated as the furniture came around with his earlier request for refreshment on a tray he held with one hand.
For a moment he was shell shocked, his reaction leaving Riki breathless in a fit of laughter as Hades plucked the cigarette from his lips and removed the pack from the confines of his jacket with practiced skill before leaving with his lighter as well on the tray.
"Okay… who raised that Pet and where can I get one," Katze stated with both his brows raised in surprise, "Just give me a contact and I'll take it from there."
"Yeah I like him too," Riki commented swiping Katze glass of water since he seemed to find more interest in the new furniture's well rounded ass, "he's not like any of the other Kiss asses the academy spits out. But apparently this one came from the slums like I did. Apparently they had caught him snooping around in a Few of the X files and let lose Raoul on him. As far as Iason goes, the guy was a vegetable when Raoul was through with the memory extractions but apparently he deemed him too fine a specimen to throw away."
"So let me guess. They handed him over to the Academy and Pet Suppliers and had the alterations done. I'm guessing that they all but brain washed him and polished him all shinny and new," Katze remarked even more fascinated.
"That bets right on the money the kid already had the body to kill for but even after Raoul torn him to pieces he still knew too much," Riki replied with a glint of hurt in his eyes, "he was damaged goods but Iason's preferences made him out to be a perfect welcome back present from the pet dealers. So sorry there pal he's a one of a kind."
For a moment silence dawned as they simply watched the furniture busy about the place making one arrangement to another to meeting Riki's new predicament.
"I guess this is where I ask how you're holding up given the circumstances." Katze stated keeping his eyes on Hades.
"And I guess this is where I reply don't ask if you really don't wonna here me bitchin' about the usual," Riki replied before turning to his face the full view of Midas the city of pleasure that never slept.
"I really do want to know. Call it what you will but you've somehow managed to grow on me. It's fantastic that your carrying Iason's child but he don't seem too happy about it. I'm just trying to level the playing field here. Even if no one says it the joy is there especially for a Blondie is to have a child and yet… they have failed to take you into account."
The words drew Riki's eyes to the closest anyone came to being his friend here in Eos.
"Honestly I'm no longer certain. I'm happy really but I'm also freaked out of my mind. I fell for Iason and that's a fact that I can no longer run or hide from but I don't want to be here not when I'm raising this brat. I gotta admit it would be nice have a kid for an elite but I've seen the good the bad and the unseen that Midas has to offer and I'm not entirely sure if I want the kid to be a part of all that crap," Riki sighed deeply as he simply ranted on, "and what if it doesn't turn out the way they want it to then what. Thinking of what they did to Hades to make him a pet, and what they did to Iason and me after the Dana Bahn madness. It freaks the hell out of me what their capable of. What Jupiter is able to do,"