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 Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 1:13 am
This is a private RP between: Damian and Isaac
Where: Clubs, by a little lake.
What's happening: Damian arrives at a lake and spots the little egg, claiming him right up!
The little egg was set down gently, right in the center of the pond, placed delicately on the miniature island. His mother watched him, the males red eyes lowering, tears falling. However, the male could not afford another child, and promptly the egg was abandoned.
The loose nest of leaves and grass would not last long, but the egg didn't move for the next few days. It grew colder, and the egg was strangely dry, not a good sign for the blue egg. Wild animals poked at it a bit, but nothing damaging. Simply a light greeting, as if to remind the egg it wasn't truly alone. Not like it mattered, the egg didn't really think much.
Then, one day it happened.
A white haired man by the name of Damian circled the lake. Dumped by his boyfriend, it was the only thing he could think of doing that wasn't violent or destructive. By the fifth time he circled he finally took his eyes off the ground, and spotted the egg.
"....Well." A grin spread across his face, and quickly he trudged through the water. Long tan arms wrapped themselves around the large blue egg, slowly warming the cold egg. It was if he knew what to do, dumping the egg into the water. The blue egg's tail wiggled happily, frantically wiggling until it flew from his hands when he removed it from the water. The egg leaped back into the water and sunk to the bottom, happily resting.
"I suppose it's safe to say it's a water-type!" Damian chuckled, bending over after a few minutes and lifting the egg into his arms. It didn't protest this time. That had to be a good sign!
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 6:03 pm
"Oh, get off my back!"
"I would. If I didn't know you so well."
"I never asked you to be in my damn face, Henrik!"
"I'm not. I'm in my chair."
Damian snarled wildly at the Umbreon, watching the man slip long fingers through long, heavy hair. Henrik was a pain in his a**, he admitted. Yet, the two were friends, sort of. Kinda. Okay not really. The only reason Henrik was here was because he needed to pick up some supplies. His eyes had landed on the egg, and of course he had to ask Damian what he was planning to do with it. He was a foster parent, it was his job, and Damian knew the man was only doing what he felt was right, but god dammit it was annoying! Not only that, when Damian had said he would raise it Henrik had rattled off a list of things he'd need to do for the egg. He wanted to punch him, honestly. Then again, Damian was never good with his temper.
"It's my chair, and get out of it. Go away. Take your stupid things and leave."
"I worry about that temper of yours, and the child."
"Oh shut up! I can raise the child just fine! Get out, Henrik!"
"Dami-"
"Out!"
Henrik smirked slowly, a cocky grin. He watched Damian, and it only served to tick Damian off. His spine twitched as Henrik slowly raised, kneeling down before the blue egg. He watched long fingers stroke the eggs side, and lips whisper:
"I'm sorry, little guy." With this, Henrik glanced at Damian before exiting the house. Gritting his teeth, the Absol slammed the door shut, turned, and glared at the egg.
"What is he muttering about? You're mine. I'll raise you. We're going to last. Promise."
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