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Selma didn't even look up. It was probably best that way, since her reaction to such visible fright probably would have sent the poor woman over the edge. Instead, she continued to flip the pages in her magazine and waved a hand lazily at the chairs across the room, indicating that the other woman should sit and wait. "The doctor will be with you shortly," her voice was void of emotion, like the rest of her.

There was no actual evidence that what she said was true, but it was. Ronchas was in his office finishing up with some man and his twin girls who were in for their annual checkup. Ronchas was not only a fertility expert, but a pediatrician. On top of that, he was even working on his certification as a regular doctor. He had to be ready when the first DT kids reached their 18th year and couldn't really go to a pediatrician anymore.

The door opened and a tall, brown haired man walked out with his two girls, one dressed in a pretty green dress, the other in jeans and a purple t shirt. "Thank you, doctor," the man said as he left the building.

"Hello, ma'am," Ronchas greeted the woman waiting and went to the receptionist's desk, pulling out a folder from a big bunch of them. "I assume you're the next appointment."

Ronchas could tell the woman was nervous, so he tried to keep the best demeanor possible. He shook her hand, but wiped it off with a rag, afterward. He'd be washing his hands again anyway, if he needed to do anything that required clean hands. Doctors and scientists always had to keep cleaning their hands.

"Follow me," he said calmly, opening the door to his office and stepping inside. He closed the door after her and sat in his chair behind the desk, motioning for her to take one of the ones in front. He waited til she was settled.

Ronchas did, and as soon as she was ready for him to speak, he began. "You are interested in becoming a mother, yes?" He didn't actually mean for her to answer, that's why she was there, wasn't it? So he continued without pausing long enough for her to speak. "Our clinic offers parents who are unable to conceive the chance to have children. Some come in because of incompatibility of species or gender, and I can help them. Some parents have genetic or other health problems that make it difficult to conceive or carry a child. And there are others--like yourself--that lack the... other half of the children." He tried to put that last bit as delicately as possible. He waited, but it seemed she was going to let him finish his whole introduction first. "We actually double as a sperm bank, though we have less 'inventory' than most sperm banks do." He paused a moment. "You can pick any one of them or you can bring me genetic material from any other source. It is entirely up to you."



"Did you have a source in mind?" Ronchas cocked an eyebrow, but his smile remained. It was a weird expression, to say the least. If the woman did have a source of such a rare DNA it would be quite interesting. Though, he could probably provide her with something similar, what with all the interesting people coming to him for help. A decent enough number had allowed him to store samples of their DNA for others. But he wasn't ready to volunteer that. He was curious to see what kind of thing gave her the idea.

Heck, if you wanna, you can just post this in the middle and go ahead and continue with whatever your reply is afterward. xd

((As for a source of DNA, I'm more than willing to just make somebody up for you. xd ))

Ronchas went over to the file cabinet and opened one of the drawers. "I believe we have a nymph on file, but I don't believe she's a water nymph. Continuing to shuffle through folders, he read off a few more that might be acceptable. But we do have several fairies, a male muse, a couple of fallen goddesses, and.." he paused, still flipping through the list. "Well, here's someone calling herself a water sprite? Would that be acceptable?" He pulled out the file folder and removed a page, handing it to her. It had genetic information, but no name or anything. It was the sheet shown to patients to keep certain things confidential. "She is female, but that's never a problem for me."

Ronchas nodded but didn't give a verbal answer since she was already on to her next question. "I'll take some of your DNA, along with the DNA of the water sprite and make them compatible." He didn't feel it was necessary to give any more of an explanation than that. "Then I'll perform an artificial insemination." It was a very simple procedure, from her end, at least. "It will take about one week before I can be ready."

"As far as payment goes, we'll bill you once the procedure is all a success," he assured her. "We don't charge for failure, though that is mostly because failure here is incredibly rare." His usual grin plastered across his face indicated he was very proud of that fact.

"For the DNA sample, anything will do, since it is only a reference," he said with a wave of the hand. "Even hair will do."

Ronchas picked up the strands of hair and examined them carefully. They looked good enough. There was even a bit of the root strand on one of them. Perfect. That was the best for this sort of thing, after all. "Alright." They were pretty much done. "I'll give you a call in a week so you can set up another appointment for the insemination."