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 Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 7:52 pm
 She poked at herself gingerly with a paw, wondering yet again what had happened. I remember going on a...'date'...NC set up...but who was it with again? And how in the world did I end up pregnant! She made a face and sighed, curled up outside on a plush pillow she'd insisted Shadow bring out for her to sunbath on. No hard ground for her; only the best pillows, food, and any other objects that she might fancy for her. Being the first of the small group of eeveelutions in the house, she was priviledged (read-spoiled) and reveled in it. Thou...she had never factored kids into her life. Part of her was extremely annoyed and yet...this might increase her status even further. What to do, what to do....
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:28 pm
I'll fetch his image in a sec. ^_^;
The steeleon yawned lazily, attempting to recall the fact that happened a night or so ago. "What was her name? Beatrix? No. Barbara? No. What was it? What was it? Beauty...? No. No. No. I can't remember!" he whispered fiercely to himself. His trainer told him that umbreon he shared a special night with was pregnant now....
With his children.
Rakeshi groaned. "Children?! I can't believe myself... I'll be a father. I'm excited yet.... Scared?" he mumbled on. He was still pretty young... Barely an adult he felt like... Barely a steeleon. And WHY did he do whatever he did the previous night? He sighed. Maybe it was the drink he had. He had it at the begining, before introducing himself... Maybe that's why he had no such memory of it.
The glimmering, sleek black body shivered slightly. At least he knew where the female resided currently. He closed his eyes. The steelon drifted inside the house (somehow, I shall never know) until he found an umbreon, black and brown laying on the pillows. At once, he knew it was her.
Without thought, he said, "Hello there, Miss Beauty." He DIDN'T know her name. Or couldn't. He was just making it up and ould happen to be correct. What luck.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:41 pm
The poor steeleon probably had been too distracted to notice that one of the others had opened the door upon seeing him come up to the house and had subtly guided him with closed doors toward the smallish open outdoor-indoor space that sat in the middle of the house, where Beauty was. They weren't amused by this...right?
Beauty blinked. She'd just been pondering her 'status' and what should happen but someone she thought she should know had shown up. She stared at him for a second, realizing that he'd spoken her name. Her ears flicked back then forward. "Why....hello there." She kept her tone prime and proper, though her eyes roamed over the steeleon, trying to jog her memory. Still no name came to mind but... She felt a blush coming on at the brief snippet she'd managed to dig up; answered -that- question, didn't it? Now, whatever did she see in this one?? "May I help you with anything?"
((*snickers*))
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2008 1:41 pm
The steeleon didn't seem to hear the question he asked. Rakeshi's ears twitch nervously. "I-- Err... Do you remember me?" He scratched behind his ear with his drifitng foot. A silly nervous habit. "...How have you been? Good? Miserable? Comfortable?" His eyes rested on her uneasily for only a moemnt.
He was usually smoother... But the fact that he saw the one he impregnated scared him. It WAS his fault, right? He glanced around slowly, taking in his enviroment.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 8:16 am
His voice finally triggered everything. Of course she remembered him! What a silly thing to ask! Beauty's eyes narrowed, scenting something like fear from the male. That sent her mind into evil plotting mode. Firthan or Shadow would have seen the look that briefly crossed her face and quickly excused themselves. Quickly formulating a plan, she decided to answer his questions. "How could I forget the one who ended up doing -this- to me?" Her tone was scathing, to say the least. "I am currently -fine-, but I'm glad that you're here. You can do things for me that Firthan and the others were doing before, in their stead. It's only fitting that you pamper the mother of your children." Her voice and body posture brooked no arguement from the steeleon, else he'd end up knowing first hand the wrath of a female that had been...inconvienced...by this. "-And- you will help raise these kits. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" She was most definetly awaiting an answer.
The mini garden was no longer 'restful', with all the tension in the air. Bamboo was growing in clumps, mostly around the waterfall feature in a corner. The few outdoor chairs were scattered about in a loose circle, debris starting to collect in the seats. Mosaic stepping stones brought color and variety to the 'nature' theme, though Beauty and the pillow she rested upon totally obscurred one of the stepping stones. A few potted plants, some even with flowers, tastefully completed the small space.
((And Beauty's true nature assurts itself...^^;; ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 6:37 am
He didn't mind to help raise them... But pamper her? He liked to pamper with words, and not actions. ...But he didn't argue or disagree. "Okay," he mumbled. His ears flicked downards. "Wh-what do you want me to do then?" he asked, attempting to relax himself. Why was he always stuck in these situations?!
((Couldn't think of anything else... >_< ))
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