hadriel_logs | Doctor, doctor

Seel was ever so thankful that the house wasn't packed. Even if everyone knew he was trying to quit, he still didn't want it paraded around for everyone to see. He was quite prideful, even if pride was something he thought he had risen above. Chances are that whenever Seel had thought he'd risen above something, he was wrong. The har wasn't as self aware as he thought he was, and time and time again he was proven wrong. Wasn't that the definition of madness? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? It was something Seel had perfected on many different occasions.

He opened the door for his new doctor and ushered him inside. "I'd say welcome, but chances are it looks pretty similar to the other apartments in the city."

Law followed him in with a nod. "More or less. At least yours doesn't have a hole in the wall." That was, actually, a problem over in spire 4 but eh. It's not a problem when there's nothing but sun, right?

He drifted along to find a place to set his bag for the time being. "So. How have things been progressing? Any issues?"

"No I can't say having a hole in the wall would go over with my companions. It is less of a problem here though." Or potentially more so, with the heat. "I could probably fix that hole for you. If I can scrounge up the right supplies." Seel offered. He could be nice. Sometimes.

Seel went over to the couch and sat down. "I wish I could say I'm fine but, I really want to smoke." And he'd probably been bitchier than normal, but who could tell the difference? "It's better than I remember it being though. So, no issues I guess. The sex thing is helpful."

Ooh, someone to fix his shit? Yes, please. Law filed that away for later, pacing in front of Seel and folding his arms to give him the usual once-over before beginning. Basic observation, and then he followed it up by perching beside him and curling fingers around his wrist for a pulse.

"I'm not surprised. It would be odd but remarkable if you didn't have any cravings at this point." Irritation, well, that's going around. Law himself had been short of temper with nearly everyone, thanks to a lack of caffeine. "If it's helping, then good, but it might help to do another stimulation. With the lack of fresh supplies, we're all short on the usual substitutes - alcohol, coffee, and so on."

Alcohol wasn't his current vice but it just as easily could be. Smoking was easier in a way though. Certainly it was just more satisfying to him. Seel let Law take his pulse, which was more respect than he would have ever given Phlaar. Then again Phlaar had tried to put him on total bed rest and you told him to have sex and stuck your fingers in his brain. No wonder he liked you better.

"Yeah. I'm hoping to remedy the food part, or at least some of it. But there's only so much we can do right now. Everything takes time." Seel took a breath, thankful that Law didn't trigger his temper the way some people did. It really wasn't hard.

"I would love another session. More than one if possible. It....was quite good."

Law only raised an eyebrow slightly. "Mhm. Well. Let's see how far one gets you and go from there."

In fact, he preferred to get that out of the way. Small talk was still hard for him, even when he was comfortable with people, and figuring out what else he needed - or wanted - to know would take some chatting. And, there was a chance he could find something while poking around in there to build on.

Rising again, Law stood in front of him and called up the Room to surround them. It was much stronger and stable now that he had gotten rest and gone days without using his ability - enough that he could take his time. "Like before, stay still and don't twitch around on me." This position was far more intimate, he stood much closer and had Seel's very life in his hands, so to speak.

Seel should have known that would have been the response but he was used to telling people what to do. So he scowled a little when he wasn't outright agreed with. In contrast with Law, Seel was used to small talk. He may not like it but he knew how to do it. Politics. Small talk was expected during dinners and banquets. You had to play nice to get what you wanted. Which he did. Occasionally.

He would have nodded but Law said not to twitch so instead he just slipped into a meditative state, just like before. He quite liked the intimate setting, although it was a shame they both still had their clothes not. He knew how Law felt about that. Oh well. For a moment he turned his awareness to the ability Law conjured up. It was still interesting, unlike anything he'd seen before. And stronger. Good to know what he was capable of.

It went a bit more quickly this time, even with Law pausing to douse his fingertips in antiseptic just in case. There was no hunting around, he went straight for his goal, performed the "surgery" to encourage glands to do their job more effectively, and got out of there. "Good," he murmured when finished, letting his voice be the signal that it was over, "everything is working as it should. I know it's taking time, but there's good reason for it."

He would know, given his understandably grouchy state in this post-coffee world.

Without moving back, he set his hands on his hips, fingers loosely hooked in the pockets of his jeans. "Another session or two should bring you down to a normal level. The sex is working, is it?"

Seel appreciated the sentiment Law, especially since he was sticking his fingers in Seel's brain. He'd always been told that Wraeththu were harder to get sick, Seel hadn't gotten ill since he was a twelve year old boy. But, it wasn't impossible. One of his in-law's had nearly died from a leg infection that turned septic. Seel didn't exactly want to test his endurance. Particularly in an area so necessary. A leg was one thing. Your brain was quite another.

He refocused and came out of the state upon hearing his doctor speak again. Good, he could move now, hands safely out of his head.

"And what reason would that be?" Seel would much prefer everything to be over with. But life didn't always come with magic bullets, and he really should be grateful he was suffering less than he had the first time. And while he might be grateful, he was still irritated and pissed off. Blame the cigarettes, or his sparkling personality.

"The sex is working. Not as good as a cigarette though. I've been trying to wean." He had some left, but he wanted to save them . Just in case. Clearly not 100% ready to quit now are we Seel?

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Law shrugged. "You're more likely to successfully kick the habit if you draw down gradually. The body has time to get used to not needing as much, or any at all." He tipped his head back a bit, peering curiously down at Seel. "Your metabolism is a bit different - heightened. I've seen similar circumstances in Devil Fruit users like myself. It means what would take people weeks or months should be over for you in half that time."

Rather than loom, he edged to the side and dropped back down onto the couch. "There is a lot more I could stand to learn about you, in order to improve my technique as well as your health," he admitted, easing a hand toward his bag again to grab his journal. "Anything you're willing to discuss with me can help."

Maybe that was why he smoked so damn much. His Wraeththu metabolism. Or maybe that was just a damn excuse like all his others and he was just a giant addict. "That makes sense. Some things are shorter or quicker in Wraeeththu than they are in normal humans. Like puberty. If my son hadn't gone through it myself I would never have believed it."

Seel shook his head, watching Law and finally he shrugged. "I'm happy to answer any questions. Explain anything. Or show you. I really don't care. You'll find most Wraeththu don't have the hang ups that humans do about their body or sexuality. Is there anything specific you had questions about or just in general?"

At least Lawwas intending to write stuff down. That was a huge step up from Seel's normal physician (or Seel's giant bias against him). Admitting he might not know something.

"I suppose any specifics that relate to the current treatment are tied up in general knowledge, so." Law nodded vaguely in Seel's direction, as if gesturing to his overall size and shape. "Are all Wraeththu the same, then? That is, you're typical, I can learn about the species just from observing you. Nothing unusual about you compared to the others?"

"I'm fairly typical of a first generation. I was human, like you know, and then I was incepted. But there are other hara, like our children or childrens children, who are pureborn." Seel held out an arm, and showed Law a long scar on his inner forearm. "Inception. Only first gen have this scar. It's part of the procedure."

Part of Seel didn't want to continue. Early on this secret was hidden and kept with their lives. But now? Seel was over thirty years older and times had changed.The humans that were around now knew. And of course, they weren't in their world. Besides, Law hadn't really shown any signs that he wanted to hurt Seel at all.

"It's basically a transfusion. The key is to balance the amount of Wraeththu blood you give so the change will take and not just kill the boy."

Seel paused, thinking. " Pure borns, second generation, etc, are a little different. When I roon Swift--he's my....well, I guess we're married. Anyway, he feels different than the other first gen I've rooned. Oh, there are genetic differences that vary based on tribe. Honestly, I'm not sure how it happened so quickly and I'm sure that's something the specialists in Immanion are happily studying. I'm...."

Seel paused, not entirely sure he wanted to go on and admit what tribe he was from, and the variations within. But, he probably had too.

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All of that was quite important, and useful, given the little lift of Law's eyebrow as he jotted things down in shorthand. He turned Seel's arm to look at the scar, nodding his understanding but otherwise clearly not bothered at all. It was all science to him - it was just how things happened where Seel came from, nothing to be ashamed of. "I didn't know there was a difference," he said lightly, "but that could be valuable. Something that actually changes your lineage factor...it's similar to studies being done on Devil Fruit."

For not the first time he wished he knew more about that, but, well. Conquering the Grand Line was more important than sitting in some government lab with Vegapunk. The native term caught his ear, since it was so rare that words didn't get translated. "Roon. Something to do with sex? From the context, last time we spoke. I'm curious, though. Why go through the transformation? What do you gain? For instance, I ate a Devil Fruit to gain the power to save my own life, even if it meant sacrificing a great deal and changing."

Seel sighed. It had been over fourty five years. He needed to get over it. He wasn't sure he could, but he needed too. "My original tribe is Uigenna. They're....a lot more violent, chaotic, aggressive." That was the understatement of the year, but Seel didn't exactly want to paint Law a picture.

"And yes, roon is our word for sex. Wraeththu don't typically have the same taboos as humans do with regard to sex. We need it to survive. "

He tried to take in all of Law's questions, trying to piece together what to say. "In general? The world was dying. I hated the society I lived in and I wanted out. That and my mother caught me having sex with Cal and called the cops. I didn't want to live in a society where love was outlawed." What Seel didn't add was that he and Cal were twelve and thirteen respectively, but it was over fourty years ago. To him, ancient history.

"What did I gain? I didn't realize it at the time. I just wanted out. But, I used to be a human boy. Now? I'm the perfect unification of male and female. I've birthed a child. I don't get sick. And I certainly don't look my age. I also gained some mental abilities like telepathy or telekinesis. I didn't know what I was getting into. But I wouldn't change a thing. But I know there are other Wraeththu out there who do not feel the same. They couldn't handle it. It messes with you."

He asked, and that was quite the answer. Law listened without distraction, since bits of it here and there grabbed his attention and reminded him of himself at that age, joining a pirate crew in order to destroy as much as he could before he succumbed. "So," he said when Seel finished, "it wasn't a case of someone holding out great power with the caveat that you would change. You knew what you were getting into." Good to know, not that it made any difference in how Law would view him.

His eyes drifted downward briefly and he huffed a short sigh. "And that's the real difference in species, isn't it? There are humanoids everywhere, even here, that may have powers or surface characteristics, but Wraeththu are fundamentally different. I suppose you might as well whip it out and show me - there's no sense dancing around the issue."

It's not like he was being asked to show his, after all. Professional curiosity, given that his once and future patient needed it to survive.

"No, there was no one holding great power out to me. I didn't even fully realize what I was getting into. I knew Wraeththu were different. I just didn't realize how different until I was there and I didn't have a choice anymore." Was it strange that it was easier to talk to you Law, than Sweets? Seel liked your attitude better. Your no nonsense logic. It made talking about what happened a little easier, but no less traumatic.

Seel smirked and arched an eyebrow at him. Good, he was wondering when they'd get to the show and tell part. "Yes. Wraeththu exist in a binary world, where we are alone are not. Except for maybe snails." The things he remembered from fourth grade science class....He was a freaking snail. Or a fish, or whatever other weird animals were a little similar.

He stood up, gracefully, and started removing his clothing. Seel was thin, almost too small, with wiry muscle offset by feminine curves. His hips were smaller than a typical human woman's, but neither were his shape traditionally male either. And between his legs was genitalia that looked decidedly inhuman. Or humanoid, but modified, with something like petals and feathers instead of smooth skin.

"Where do you want me?"

While using his power for a Scan told him what was inside, Law needed to see with his eyes, not his ability. Anatomy was, after all, both internal and external structure. He sat for a moment with his journal on one knee, obviously curious but doing his best not to stare at the same time. There was nothing immodest about it, even if Seel took it a lot more swiftly and plainly than any human Law had ever had to treat. "I don't need to touch, just to see," he answered, "but a little closer is better. Mind if I make some sketches?"

Most of his notes were in a weird shorthand of English and katakana, but there were already bits of sketches interspersed - a line drawing of muscles and tendons, a notation of bone structure, nothing complete but just insets to help him remember what his notes referred to. If Seel peeked, there would be no illusions that Law was any kind of artist. While he jotted things down, he idly remarked on the topic of biology. "Invertebrates and some sea life," he acknowledged. "Mostly why I'm fascinated. I've studied fishmen but not enough to know whether any of them can change sex like their fish-type, like wrasses and eels. They're already strange, in that none of them lay eggs like fish, so I wouldn't be surprised."

Seel honestly didn't care if he stared at all. "Go ahead. I don't expect you to retain all this from memory." Seel sat on the floor, legs splayed open, arms propping himself up at an angle. " Look, touch, it doesn't matter to me."

He peaked at the notes Law was making, the bits of writing he vaguely remembered from childhood but couldn't make any sense of and sketches of things that reminded him of biology class.

"Huh. Is that what my muscles look like on the inside?"

It was weird. He had absolutely no idea what his body was like. Seel has no idea how conception worked besides the vague notions when he went through it, or what a normal birth was like, although from what he gathered twenty minutes and nearly giving birth on the stairs was not ordinary.

"Great. Another thing I have in common with fish. Wraeththu give birth to pearls. It's like a.....leathery sac. Needs to be incubated for a week or two after until hatching." He was a fish. Or a snail or an eel.

"Yeah..." Law shifted over from making notations about genitalia to point with his pencil at the muscle sketch. "It's actually not much different from humans. This is muscle fiber, when I scanned you I could tell that the fibers were more refined but otherwise nearly the same. The real difference is the organs. Especially those," he added with a quick nod to the petals, which he went back to sketching.

"What, you don't think it's interesting?" he teased, though he did make note that birth involved pearls and incubation. "Fishmen are a powerful species. In most worlds people think mermaids are the greatest thing ever. You don't want to have things in common with folk like them?"

Seel wasn't sure if he should take offense to that. It was a stupid thing to take offense too, his own doctor pointing out that his muscle fibers aren't that different than humans. But it was something he damn prided himself on, being better. But, it made sense. He'd been human once after all. And Orien would always tell the new recruits that things were just improved upon, not changed outright. Still, he didn't like it. It clashed with his fragile world view.

Still, he responded to the teasing. "Fishmen. I never got into mermaids when I was young." Granted, he became Wraeththu at a traumatic twelve and hadn't really had the chance to explore much 'mermaid' stuff, but still. " I guess it could be worse. We have improved things. Maybe people were right." That was as close of an agreement as you were going to get, Law. Seel's sin was pride.

It's okay Seel, you're still more than special. After all, blood vessels and muscle tissue are pretty much the same even when one person's is weak and another's is strengthened. Law's eyebrow twitched with a barely-suppressed note of interest. "So you have mermaids in your world, too. That doesn't sound like it's common around here." He nodded as he went back to sketching. "I can see the improvements myself. Science is always working to try to make these things happen, but so far, we haven't succeeded."

His pencil faltered for a moment, thinking of the gigantification experiments he had put a stop to. Humanity's overall sin was undoubtedly never being satisfied with what they had. Ah well. Now that he had a good look, he leaned over for the real personal questions. "So. If all Wraeththu are the same, can you decide who will conceive and carry? How does that go?"

"Well, yeah. I don't think they're real, but the idea was popular." He almost said 'humans will believe anything' but stopped himself, realizing that the human in front of him would probably find that offensive. At least his diplomatic sense was starting to kick in again. At least when he wanted it too.

"Just be careful you humans don't get carried away. Science and improvement is one thing, just make sure it's all for the right reasons." He was sure that was what happened to his own worlds humans. They had wanted more. Unfortunately it was for bad reasons.

"I guess it depends on the two involved. They probably talk about it and decide." Seel paused as this got more personal that Law probably expected.

"I was ordered to conceive. My marriage was arranged, and we were both told what our roles were going to be. It's different for most other hara. Maybe one goes first, and then the next time around, they switch. Or maybe one har doesn't particularly care for their more female aspect. Not all Wraeththu are equally male and female, even if everything 'works'. Some swing more or less toward one side or another, like humans did. It's a spectrum."

It would take a lot more than that to offend Law, but there was a little shift in his mood - he'd assumed one thing and again, it looked like he was wrong. Not real. Damn. The rest, though, Seel was absolutely right and he wouldn't deny it. "Like I've said," he murmured dryly, "there's a reason I'm not some government scientist studying lineage factor."

It was always the height of irony when pirates had more morals than the law.

The lesson was intriguing, though a shadow definitely fell across his expression as he considered arranged marriages and orders. "That's unfortunate," he said quietly, not wanting to judge but at the same time, pretty sure that Seel wasn't thrilled with the idea either. Sympathy, then, for the freedom to make one's own choices was a deeply-held belief among many pirates, including Trafalgar Law. "It's not my business to pry, so. You don't have to tell me more than that. Focus on the mechanics, instead."

Seel thought lineage factor would actually be fairly interesting, but only with Wraeththu. He had no interest in what humans could possibly do with it, and as far as he was concerned, Wraeththu could do it better. No bias there at all.

"It's alright. I'm happy with the way things worked out. I love him." It still felt weird to admit. Love. That thing he was supposed to be above. He wasn't. " I admit I wasn't happy in the beginning. Being sold like chattel or moved like a chess pawn doesn't feel good."

Seel leaned back, remembering Swift. Beautiful, lovely, so much better than him. "What do you want to know?"

"I can imagine it wouldn't," Law said with the heaviness of someone who had witnessed such a thing for himself. He had - the slave auction on Sabaody would never leave his mind, even if the memory wasn't nearly as painful as pretty much everything else in his past. So. Let's focus on the birds and the bees, shall we? "Which part is which," he prompted. "Especially if you have terms for them, slang or not. I'll take anything at this point."

His diagrams needed labels, after all.

"I broke a vase when I was told." Seel smiled at the memory of breaking that priceless vase full of peacock feathers. "I thought I was getting something I wasn't. This was the price. Everything worked out well, although I didn't see it at the time. I can't say I liked the methods of getting here though." Or having his mind messed with so he'd fall in love with Swift and vice versa, but such was his life.

Seel leaned over pointing out parts. "That's an ouana-lim. It's basically a modified penis, although much improved. I remember that much. Beyond that's the soume-lam." Seel tilted his pelvis, moving his legs a little. " The testicles draw up during aruna--sex, and during pearl birth......I can't believe I'm explaining this to someone who has never seen this before."

Law smirked a little. "You don't get the opportunity often, I assume. But you're right, I haven't seen it before, so an explanation is for the best."

He jotted down the words, as best he could figure out the spelling anyway, and then examined more closely. "Much improved, huh? It looks more complicated, what with the, uh. Petals, for lack of a better word. Hm, but if these retract...ah, now I understand the internal body cavity. There has to be room for it..."

"There's a ....I don't know exactly what it is. An internal part to the ouana-lim. It snakes out during aruna." And since they were talking about it, Seel concentrated. It wasn't exactly easy considering he wasn't in the mood, but Law was still cute so he concentrated on that, and all his male organs retracted, leaving him almost completely female looking.

"Since you were talking about it. I still don't suppose you want to do me?" Seemed a terrible thing to waste.

Now that was a trick. Law could not hide his keen interest, and even made a few notes about muscle tension and deliberate action. "That's...pretty handy," he had to admit.

Flirting and cuteness, he couldn't handle. Direct requests? Totally different. He actually thought about it this time, and though there was a bit of a blush under the dark circles under his eyes, it wasn't nearly as awkward and pronounced as last time. "Here and now? I'm not exactly ready for it." Though, that brought up a few new questions. "You're married, but you've got someone else here. Open marriage, I take it? Anyway. You warned me that blood is dangerous. What about other bodily fluids? I wouldn't exactly enjoy having my dick burned off."

"Keeps things from getting squashed or bumped during aruna--sex. Or during pearl birth. It's not like I can do this just walking around though for kicks." Actually, Seel supposed he could, but it would be weird. Despite the position he was currently in, Seel wasn't the least bit embarrassed. Perhaps that was one of the differences between humans and Wraeththu. Seel wasn't one to turn down an offer of intimacies. Humans came up with all sorts of reasons.

"Wraeththu need aruna to survive, to keep healthy. Sticking to one person is dangerous. Besides, why do it? It's just sex. It's like eating. Would you say since you're married you can only eat with one person? Wraeththu do not share many of humanities taboos."

Seel looked down at himself. "No I don't suppose you would enjoy that at all. There was a har here who was intimate with a human for months. As far as I know his dick never got burned off. But I never thought to ask either. The other way around is dangerous. But you and me?.......I'm honestly not sure. And come to think of it I certainly don't want to hurt you."

On the other hand he really wanted you to bone him, Law. Even if he wouldn't get much out of it. And Seel wasn't used to being turned down. He was pretty, and he had political power. There were those back home who would do him for that alone.

"So you've said, several times," Law said dryly, regarding all those taboos. "I get it. But like you say...humans still have some hang-ups."

It wasn't like he didn't, but Law's issues were not the typical ones. Honestly, a fear of intimacy wouldn't hold him back in this kind of situation, and as that thought crossed his mind, he found himself asking himself why not? If another human here had already tried it and come out with all parts intact, that meant it was safe enough. Not being able to fully satisfy Seel? Well if he still wanted to try it, then Law wasn't going to be embarrassed by not being satisfying enough. And really, what was so wrong with trying something once?

Law was just polite enough not to stare at Seel's groin and instead drew his eyes upward, following the androgynous curves to his eyes. Another moment or two of thinking, and a wry smirk curled his lips. "What the hell. I've been tense myself lately, maybe I just need to get laid."

"Well I'll just have to see if I can cure you of those hang ups." He smiled and Law tried to not stare directly between his legs, considering half the hara in the Immanion, city and palace included, had seen Seel naked. But those were Law's issues. Ones Seel was going to try to break him of, bit by bit.

"Good. Aruna, or sex in your case, should be a healthy part of life. As a doctor I would think you'd agree. Maybe humans would be more understanding of each other if they screwed more." There was some sound logic.

Seel didn't quite care about getting off. That was part of the fun, but really, sex was a way of communication. You go to know another person, human or hara, so intimately through it. Things they never would reveal by just talking. Besides, he'd been rooning Cal so often, he needed another flavor.

"Bedroom?" Probably a good idea consider Seel currently had roommates. Not that Seel would care if they came in to find him screwing a guest on the table.

"Damn right they would," Law snorted, happy to finally have made sense of things. Yes, a good shag would do him some good, and hey, best way to really explore and discover. Intimate knowledge, as it were. "No strings attached, I prefer it that way."

Bedroom? Yes, clearly. Law tucked the pencil into his journal and left it on the nearest hard surface before standing up. And then, just in case, swept off his hat and left it there as well. "Sure. Probably for the best."

"Good. Very Wraeththu. There's hope for you yet." No biases there, not at all. Seel picked up his clothing before leading Law to his bedroom. No need for his companions to come home and find his clothing strewn all over the living room. Although it probably wouldn't take them very long to figure out why. It was Seel after all.

"Let's go." Seel smiled. This would be fun.

Yeah uh huh. Law was in no hurry to change species, his Devil Fruit was trouble enough sometimes. He followed without a word, peeling off his t-shirt as he came. It was hot enough with the new climate, and he'd seen Seel eyeing his tattoos before, so might as well give him a show he could appreciate.

He tried not to think now what? or get distracted wondering if he could even get hard. Though, his body was already kind of answering that question for him, the more he thought about the unique situation unfolding around him. A little more "why not?" and he'd be good to go.

Seel could work with that. He liked you the way you were, and you were much to old to safely incept without dying or completely breaking your mind. Too many first generation Wraeththu were crazy enough. Except Seel of course. He was perfectly mentally sound, ignore those rumors.

He turned to eye Law's tattoos. They were nice. Seel quite liked decoration, although parts of his markings reminded him a little the Uigenna tribe, which he firmly pushed out of his mind. No need to ruin the mood. His eyes traced his muscles, not that different from a har, but he obviously lacked the subtle femininity. He could work with that. It'd been fourty years since he'd been with a man, although really, at thirteen 'man' was pushing it. Still it felt good to be with someone new. This was how it was supposed to be, wasn't it? There weren't enough Wraeththu in Hadriel for it it be truly fun. The newness was gone.

His eyes dipped lower, smiling. Seel could work with that, almost shuddering with anticipation, thinking about what Law would feel like. Delicious.

It was nice to be wanted, really. Law nudged the door shut behind him and presented himself to be admired, ready to just go for it. Whether this turned out to be a one time deal or a potential mutual itch-scratching didn't matter. He was as ready as he could be.

Let's go, Seel. Show him what you've got.

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