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 Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:07 am
"Damnit..." Feles growled again, slamming a hand down on his desk as he pored over the ancient texts once more. There should have been SOMETHING here to give him leads towards at least one task he had. Thusfar, however, he'd come up with nothing and even MORE nothing, in regards to each. Perhaps the Sun Court scholar had come up with something more, or had information for him. As it stood, his luck was being horrid as he tried to find clues to Cervus' transformation, or to the strange creatures in the forest. No one had apparently written down any information on anything like this happen in the past.
More than once, he'd wanted to give up. But this was not an option. He HAD to find more...
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:22 am
Aranea walked, slammed the door. There he was; her gaoler, the one who had put her in this hellish prison of heaving her stomach up every single morning. And he was just working away... she slammed the water jug down on a table, running a hand over her stomach. Bloody seed within...damn her emotional side!
Worse then the sickness though were the cravings. And she didnt know what she wanted to eat because things were making her so sick. She reclined on the bed, a little, waiting for him to turn around whilst sending dagger-looks at the back of his head.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:26 am
As if they were little miniature mood indicators, Feles' ears gradually started to drop, even as he continued to examine the texts. By the time he finally lifted his head, his ears were pinned flat against his hair... as if making sure they wouldn't get hit. "Is there a particular reason that you're wishing my death?" he asked, staring straight ahead towards the wall for a moment before finally turning and draping an arm over the back of the chair as he looked to her with a scowl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:32 am
Aranea snatched a pillow up, her nail scything into the material as she clenched it hard. She flung it at him;
'You..your seed!' she shrieked, her voice shrill to her ears. She hated the way she sounded but her moods...were uncontrollable these days.
'It's making me sick, sick to my stomach,' she drooped, swallowing thickly, a hand on her belly again. Then she found herself crying, great heaving sobs that welled up from within like a natural geyser. And she didnt know why she was doing that either.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:34 am
"And yours," he reminded, sighing as he left the books behind and got to his feet. Well, he was either going to help, or get killed for this. Padding to the bed, Feles moved to curl up alongside Aranea, trying to wrap his arms around her to hold her gently. "I believe we're both to blame for this. Can you think of anything that might help the sickness?" She was the potion crafter, after all. And perhaps, if he could get her to focus her mind on something, it would help take her mind off of the fact that her body seemed to be betraying her at every turn.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:39 am
Aranea flinched, recoiling a little from his touch, then hated herself for doing so.
'If I could concentrate you don't think I would have made something?' she hissed, clawing at the bed some more.
'Nothing works, and worse is that I want to eat...something and I dont know what it is.' she gritted her teeth.
'I'm having a demon child...' she whimpered.
'Am I being punished? Is this even normal?' she slid away from him a little, his scent was either making her nauseous or appealing to that craving she had, and she couldnt sort out which.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:45 am
"I don't believe you're being punished," he began, scooting back towards her and nuzzling the nape of her neck. Anyone who doesn't understand the concept of 'oblivious persistance' has never tried to shove a cat off their lap when they're being snuggly. "But I have no idea if this is normal or not. I've never been around anyone with child before."
My child, his mind supplied, and he felt a little thrill at the thought. Maybe he WAS starting to get used to this idea. "Is there anything written down anywhere?" he asked, sliding an arm around Aranea's waist to rest a hand on her stomach. "I can find it and make the potion for you."
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:58 am
'I don't know,' she held her breath as he tried to curl into her. Aranea dropped her head, hair falling around her face in a curtain.
'I hate this..I can't think clearly, I don't remember what my food looks like because I only remember what it looks like on the way back out,' her stomach lurched at this thought and she had to pause a moment.
'I've slept in the last few weeks more then you do,' she huffed.
'And I'm on your bed whining like some Sun Court woman, and if this is pregnancy then I have months to go,' she turned.
'I'll be fat...and you'll run off with another woman.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:03 am
Feles fought the urge to laugh at that. Somehow, his survival instinct had kicked in long enough for him to control that particular reaction. Laughing at a woman was NEVER a good idea. Laughing at a pregnant woman would, more than likely, ensure there were never future generations from the cat.
Ever.
Feles slid around from behind her, crawling to lay in front of her with his hands resting at either hip. "I will not run off with another woman," he murmured, leaning in first to kiss the centre of the hourglass mark on her stomach... then slid up to leave a soft kiss on her lips, if she'd allow it. "There is no other woman that could ever compare to you. There is also a far cry between being fat and being pregnant. You are not, and likely never WILL be fat."
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:12 am
'Mioaw..' she breathed softly, showing a trace of good humour for the first time since she entered his room. Aranea hovered her hand over his head, running it between ears, through his hair as he moved up to kiss her lips. At his words though her mood shifted again and tears ran down her cheeks.
'Sorry,' she managed, turning into the drip again.
'I don't know why this keeps happening,' she gestured helplessly with a free hand, the one still in his hair moving to rest on his shoulder.
'Anyone sees me like this,' she sniffed, wiping her eyes.
'And I won't be able to scare anyone again!'
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:28 am
"You still intimidate the hell out of me," he murmured, smirking faintly as he curled up on the bed and watched her with a gentle gaze. One hand reached up to brush through Aranea's hair as he rested his head on the pillow. "I love you..." he murmured, even though the words still sounded foreign to him. He knew they were true... it was just that he'd never really had anything to compare love to before.
"And no matter what happens through this, I'll still love you."
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:37 am
'I do?' Aranea scared him?
'Why?' she asked, ignoring the hand in her hair, his words of love. The nausea her pregnancy caused was nothing to the discomfort she felt at his declaring that she 'intimidated him'...everyone else yes, that was what she wanted. But never, not never Feles.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:39 am
Nuzzling against her, Feles sighed. "I don't know. I just... I want to see you happy. And I've seen your anger directed at others, and never want it to be directed at me." He glanced to her then, frowning faintly. "Nox scares the hell out of me. It's different with you... I'm not afraid of you, but I don't want to give you any reason to leave."
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:45 am
'My poor Feles,' she pulled him to her properly, speaking her words in between nuzzles, and planting of kisses.
'You make me happy..you are my only happiness. The pregnancy...its a thing I have to control,' she frowned a little.
'But it is what I wanted,' Aranea stroked his ears, pushing the velvety softness of them down under her palm.
'And I'm not going anywhere,' she said.
'You get to be with me through this whole thing,' she smiled wickedly, her old self showing a little.
'I love you that much.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:51 am
"I believe I should be frightened now," he chuckled, winding around her lithe form and nuzzling her throat. "Because from what I hear of pregnancy mood swings, I'm going to get the brunt of this." Still... he'd be more than willing to run to the kitchen for her in the wee hours of the morning. After all, this WAS half his doing as well... and since he was graced with not having to carry the child, he could at least help HER with the ordeal.
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