Meanwhile, aside from the stuff that they usually use in the case, some of Santina's personal collections could also be found sitting at a shelf located at the far end corner of the laboratory.
A whole row of the shelf was specifically devoted to sealed specimen jars that came with different sizes all with sun-dried discolored bits of unpleasantness floating in them.
Some of them were organs which one would probably better off not imagine how it was acquired at all. There was even one hardly recognizable content on one of the jars that Santina had preserved in formaldehyde.
Some remnants of botched deliveries and abortions could also be seen floating in one or two fluid-filled glass jars.
These used to be displayed in her classroom back at the med school where she taught for a living, but as though having some sort of affinity towards these weird, unhinging jars, Santina decided to take it with her and put it in her workstation.
The jars demanded attention and it never failed to get one, no matter how hard one tried to avoid looking at them
Most people might find staying inside the same room with those particular collections of hers a bit unsettling but to Santina, it was her ball of light; source of comfort, and peace.
Depending on Santina's mood that she happened to be feeling at a particular moment, she would often wrap her long fingers around a particular jar and sometimes even propped it up on her chest just so she could stare on its contents properly.
Analyzing every veins and muscle and its membrane for hours to end.
Some said that every genius has their own signature quirk and that seemed to explain Santina's weird and out of the box fascination with those jars.
Going deeper into the room, one could note the faint smell of formaldehyde and other chemicals.
But on that particular night, Mikael could not help but noticed that aside from the familiar scent of preserving chemicals that usually permeated the entire room, the odor of decay that was usually undetectable on normal occasions became relatively stronger and assertive.
Nonetheless, Mikael just decided to turn a blind eye and no longer bothered himself about that oddity.
Or much accurate to say blind nose???
WHATEVER!
Anyways!
So while looking around the room, Mikael also could not help but strained his ears so he could understand what was the alien song that was being played on the loudspeaker all those times.
He briefly listened to the music and after a short while he rolled his eyes and snorted.
"Seriously? BTS???"
He paused to identify the song then he groaned and looked at Santina with an upturned eyebrow.
"Boy with love???"
Santina chuckled upon seeing the reaction on Mikael's' face. The crow's feet, or as to how they called it, appeared from the corner of her eyes. A clear indication that she was a woman who loved to smile often.
"Aye, yes and I must say, there is hope for you yet. You were not that boring as how you seemed to be on the surface. At least you know BTS!"
She replied to humor at the other party.
Mikael, on the other hand, fiddled with the volume control knob until he was satisfied.
Even after working together with Santina for nearly a year now, he still could not get used to the other party's quirk of performing autopsies while listening to very loud music, with lyrics he could bet that Santina mostly did not even understand.
"You're too old for this, Professor."
He commented as he bent over to observe the stack of BTS merchandise that surrounded the stereo component system.
Santina raised her head to looked at Mikael. She was already wearing her surgical mask so all that Mikael could see that time was her eyes and not her reaction.
"There is no such thing as an age when it comes to fangirling and it is a lifetime calling, okay. But since you are not an ARMY yourself, you probably would not understand no matter how hard I try to explain myself. By the way please don't mess with my babies."
When she said babies, she was referring to the items printed with the face of the Bangtan Boys.
"They were the closest thing to sex that either of us would ever get"
She added without even bothering to filter out her words.
Mikael feigned a shock reaction when he heard Santina's vulgar words. He opened his mouth widely as though a fish that had fallen off the shore.
"Reprobate!"
He said with a gasp.
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"The pleasure is mine. Coffee in the pot if you want it."
Rather than feeling ashamed after Mikael castigated her, Santina only shrugged her shoulders and flashed the other party a mock roguish smile instead
She then offered him something to warm himself as if she did nothing and everything was normal.
She had been very casual and too used to Mikael's company, that more often than not there were times that it slipped on her mind that the other party was no longer the same high school guy that she had as a friend before.
Mikael was already about to become a priest, for crying out sake!
The other party on the other hand shook his head lightly and on the process, tiny droplets of water fell from his wet hair.
As if watching a commercial rolling, everything happened in slow motion at Santina's eyes.
The other party's very action was as though screaming 'COMMERCIAL: Mikael at your service'
The other party was about five feet and ten in height. He had this physical type of body that was usually described as compact or solid.
Beefy arms and broad shoulders that tapered down to his slim waist and hips.
His jet black hair that was as dark as night was tamed in a severe crew cut and created a perfect blend on his olive tone skin that looked as if he used to spend every day under the sun
Also, his lips that looked as though always begging to be kissed yet at the same time always in a straight line as he was always scowling at the world gave him a typical boy next door look that could make any women crazy
Even up until now Santina still could not understand what had gotten to this friend of hers and why he thought about entering the seminary and become a priest.
Nothing about Mikael, not the way he looked nor the clothes he wore on the outside world indicated that he was a priest or was at least soon to be a priest.
But Mikael had this intensity in his eyes and seriousness about him that made him seemed older compared to his actual age of thirty-one.
Something that Santina found rather sexy.
But despite his picturesque appearance, only the keenest of the observers would be able to note that Mikael used to walk with an almost imperceptible limp.
Something that was caused by a permanent injury.
The only thing close to remembrance that he got in his years of service at the police department during his prime.
Mikael walked towards the corner of the room where the coffee maker was located and pour himself some coffee.
He then took his time to sip and savor his hot coffee but when the liquid touched the tip of his tongue and it reached his taste buds, he made a face.
"Pwe! This is bad. Could you even call this a coffee???? Are you kidding me???
Mikael momentarily lost his bearing and spoke a little louder than he expected.
Santina then pulled the mask beneath her chin and replied simply with a lopsided grin,
"Cross-cutting, Brother Khel."
Mikael put his cup down and focused at the other party instead.
He could not help but asked the other party out of concern when he noticed that she was lisping a little as she spoke
"How is that tooth???"
Upon hearing the mention of her tooth issue, Santina grimace.
"Don't talk to me about it."
Mikael's sultry yet manly laugh reverberated in the quiet room when he heard the other party's response.
Santina has an impacted tooth on the left side of her mouth that has been due for several months.
In fact, it has nearly rotten through by now.
Yet whenever the subject regarding the dental work came up, Santina would instantly turn from an open-minded and logical woman of science, into a fearful and petulant child.
One of the things that Mikael could not understand about Santina.
The other party had been very good at her job of dissecting dead bodies and performing autopsies on them and she could even do it with much ease.
Yet a simple tooth extraction was enough to send her cowering.
Weird indeed, if someone would ask Mikael about it.
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