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The following weeks passed in something similar to a blur. No-longer Noface and Matthew's work mostly consisted of long hours, talking with people who'd been incurable evos. They made plenty of psychological tests, and tried to find a pattern between how different personalities could somehow be related in how the person acted while being an evo. They first had checked every aspect of the mind of their subjects, and, after a lot of analyzing and hypothesizing, reached to the conclusion that memories weren't such an important factor.
It seemed, to put it simple, that the more stubborn or single-minded the person was, the higher the chances of turning into an incurable evo, although there were exceptions to that rule.
Soon, after some weeks, more research groups appeared around the world working on similar hypothesis. Still, they had been the first to begin that line of investigation.
"Say Mat, did you hear about last night's incident?"
A voice interrupted Matthew from pouring coffee into his cup. Intrigued, he looked at the source, finding a woman that worked in other area, whose name he couldn't remember for the life of him.
"What incident?" he replied after a confused shake of the head.
"It seems there was some kind of accident involving an evo"
"What!?" the Canadian exclaimed, "An evo? Are you sure?"
"Well, dear, I'm no expert in the field but that's what it's been said" the woman continued with a frown "that's why I'm asking you"
"Mmmh…" Matthew was lost in thought "I'll have to check into it" he finished pouring the hot beverage.
The Canadian went past the woman, almost without looking at her but thanking her nonetheless, with a nod and a small smile. He had to find his international friend, and bother some others in higher places to get information about that new "evo outbreak".
"Did ya' hear last night's new?" Matthew started once he entered their workplace.
"The supposed evo outbreak?" the Romanian replied, eyes still fixed in a computer chart.
"Man, I hate it when you do that" the Canadian glared at the other "ya' could've told me"
The no-longer Noface turned and smirked, "Slipped my mind"
"Not funny" the other became somehow excited, "We should look into it, perhaps talk with the victim's family, you know, start with that "psychological cure" it wasn't needed before"
"Perhaps it wasn't really an evo"
The Romanian became lost in thoughts. For a second, he thought about the feels he'd had while being an evo; the raw hate against humankind, the desperation; the cold disgust which crept whenever the name of Providence appeared in the conversation.
Yet, looking at his friend and outside the window into the beautifulness of the world, he forced those thoughts inside an iron box in a far corner of his mind. For they were irrational, the total opposite of what he stood for at the moment, and against his very important aim of helping others who went- or, it seemed, are going- through the same shit he'd been through.
Matthew sighed.
"Anyway, if the re-appearance of evos is true" the no-longer Noface added matter-of-factly, "For that cure to work, we should start doing something more than just hypothesizing"
They looked at each other for a moment, considering their options.
"Right" the Canadian smiled, "Let's do this"
The Romanian nodded.
It went unsaid that they could care less if it was inside their approved investigation funds or not.
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Sorry for the late chapter! I had to force the words to write this one... I went on holidays and became distracted with another tv serie called "Voltron, Legendary Defenders", from the Avatar creators. I totally recommend it! :)
Anyway, here have some more filling towards the action. I really want to thank YellowAngela and the Guests (because now there are two anonymous guests instead of one! Love ya dearies!)
Reviews are always appreciated, and I'm kinda sorry this chapter isn't longer...
