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When Rebecca aka Doctor Holiday saw the obviously Eastern European psychologist leave the room, she simply knew there was more to him that what met the eye. He hadn't looked comfortable in her presence, not at all, and, by watching his coworker's, Matthew's, worried frown, she could guess she'd been the one- somehow- in fault there.
He had moved graciously and quickly out of the room, throwing a grateful look at the Canadian, making eye contact with the female scientist for a fraction of a second, nodding at her direction. Rebecca couldn't help but wonder how on Earth someone that young, for she was at least seven or ten years older than him, could have such profound and sharp eyes. In an unconscious part of her brain, she found them similar to Six's eyes, even though they were completely different.
After that moment she couldn't help but finding interesting, the meeting went on, just Matthew and her. It went swiftly and straight to the point. Providence wanted to recruit whoever knew how to solve the new evo problem, because even though Rex was still with them, curing the curable ones, more and more cases of incurable evos had started to appear. Perhaps, after all those years, what they needed was more understanding of the human mind, knowledge this Canadian research group may be able to provide.
A little more than half an hour later, Rebecca found herself satisfied, shaking hands with an almost grinning Matthew.
"Well then Matthew, we will shortly contact your research team"- she continued with a small and sincere smile- "It was a pleasure to meet you"
"Nonsense Rebecca, the pleasure was ours, I'm glad all our hard work can be useful, and I'm sure my partner feels the same way"
She received the comment about his coworker with a little bit of incredulousness. Fărănume didn't exactly strike her of the "grateful" sort of people, but she reprimanded herself. She didn't really know him and, if something life had taught her well on the last years, was not to make great assumptions or prejudging people.
She managed a polite reply and exited the building with secure and steady steps, with the Canadian's contact information, and hope that, maybe, they could really help find a cure or a logical explanation to that bizarre mystery that were the incurable evos.
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I which I come back from the dead with a big appology. My vacations are over and university is being an attention wh**e once again, exams are just around the corner and inspirations hits me when I have to study..
I know this is short, it's just a reminder that I've not forgotten this story and a way of explaining my disappearance :)
Love towards the guests and YellowAngela as always!
