The Tomcat Doc || Rein&Iann
ianncardero:
“You are?” Iann asked, in genuine surprise. It wasn’t a sarcastic question, it was more that Rein hardly expressed gratitude, and certainly not for something as abstract as ‘helping him on a growth journey’. He tilted his head, staring at Rein in some wonderment and a lot of fondness.
“Rein, you really are changing. Don’t let that scare you. There’s no going back now, hm? Somethings when you see, you can never unsee.” Even if that ‘thing’ was Rein seeing himself.
He laughed in jovial sympathy at the idea of Rein being a resting place for voiding birds. “Oh man, that must’ve sucked when you shifted into flesh again. Gyah. No wonder you didn’t stay as a statue for long periods of time. Damn birds!”
Iann nudged Rein aside and looked through the microscope again, humming lowly as he tried to process what he saw. “Must be something like that,” he surmised. “Whatever it is, alls I can tell is it’s not normal blood. But then what else did I expect - you are a nymph. Of course your blood is gonna be elemental.” It made Iann pause, wondering if Rein even needed blood at all. Magic could be a baffling sort of science.
“I’m gonna show these to Ciara, and then we’ll find out once and for all if Copper’s an extension of you, hm? For now, the only thing I can see is that you both have a high concentration of metal in your blood - yours more than his, and that your blood isn’t…really…blood. Or it is blood, but just metal.” Iann grinned, and made goat’s horns with his fingers, because saying it was ‘metal’ was a pun on the music genre. “Rock on, hermano.”
Rein looked Iann right in the eyes and nodded as a confirmation. At first he looked dead serious, but when Iann said sometimes were something you can’t unsee, a grin started to form on his lips. “There definitely are some things you can’t unsee.” He wasn’t talking about him being whatever he was, he was clearly pulling the topic to the more twisted, yet lighter, one. He didn’t want to think the darker topics at the moment.
“Getting bird droppings off of you is surprisingly hard. But hey, some people say it’s lucky if you get shat on by a bird, and then there’re some who say it’s good for your hair. I’m not really feeling like either has been a case with me, but then again, I never was just a random person walking around since I was being a statue. So I guess I can only blame myself in that case.”
The nymph stepped aside letting Iann take a better look at the microscope, but he kept a close eye on Iann’s reactions. He wanted to see what Iann thought about what he saw. As they sort of agreed on what was going on with the blood, Rein nodded his head and then nodded again when he said he’d let Ciara take a look. But then all that nodding turned into a shaking head. “I hate metal music”, he commented, but there was a tiny grin on his lips. They definitely should have a talk about music one day..
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