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Post by nienna on Sept 12, 2008 18:19:57 GMT -5
The front door of Pack Manor creeked open as a stalky figure walked through it and into the darkness of the house. His brown eyes looked first left and then right, up and even down. You could never be too careful, they were everywhere. But there was an eerie silence during the late hour and the strange smiled to himself, home free. He turned to close the door, but it didn't bounce shut like it usually did with ease. He pushed harder, but it still didn't budge. With a low growl he propped his hands up against the wood frame and pushed as hard as he could before glancing down at obstruction between the door and frame. His foot. Oh haha....lord. Asher rolled his eyes at himself as he removed it and shut the door louder than he expected. He cringed before picking up the wrapped present that had been on the floor and slowly making his way up the stairs.
The stairs was the hardest part, they were incredibly loud. Every step he took seemed to him like an earthquake, although it was only a small groan. It was Gentri's birthday, and Asher had tried hard to get home for the whole day, and he managed to make it in at one am. Although she was asleep, she was now officially eleven years old. He smiled almost whimsically, they grew up so fast. He'd been gone for four months, and long time for a father to be away from his family. However waking them up wasn't part of the plan, so he took his time getting up to the top of the stairs. He walked down the hallway and stopped dead in his tracks as he noticed a bedroom door open. He a furrowed brow of concentration, he tried to hurry past as silently as possible.
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Post by *Gem* on Sept 13, 2008 3:46:07 GMT -5
Imogen was in Gentri's room, the girl had gone to sleep and woken up about four times tonight. Like any sweetheart she was upset that her Dad had missed her birthday and Imogen was left to pick up those little pieces and put them back together. It was always the same when Asher was away, the girls missed him dearly and she barely ever saw Perrin in those times. Cissy was seven, eight next month, barely old enough to understand. While her ten year old and rather wild son made his opinion very clear and very hard to deal with.
Stroking coal black hair from her daughters face Imogen lay in the litle bed with her. "Hush baby." She whispered to her..eleven year old daughter. "You have to sleep my love."
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Post by nienna on Sept 13, 2008 10:26:30 GMT -5
Asher stopped outside of the door, there was sniffling coming from within, and how could he not immediately recognize the soft voice of his wife? His look of concentration broke and he was left with a disappointed frown on his face when he watched the scene take place. He'd really messed up this time, didn't he? Gentri wiped tears away from her eyes as her mom craddled her, sucking in broken breaths. "I ju....I just c-an't. I wan-ted him to..to be here." She knew her birthday wasn't a special mark like twelve, or sixteen, or eighteen, but it still meant something to her. Asher stood in the shadows for a moment, but since she was already awake Asher knocked on the door before coming in.
Seeing his daughter cry made his heart want to break and it showed on his face. He glanced over at Cissy's bed to see if she too was awake before putting on his best smile. He wanted to run over and kiss his Imo, but he held back. "What's the matter with my birthday girl? There's no tears on your birthday, it's not allowed!" He gave her a grin and he walked over and set her present down on the foot of her bed. Gentri's surprised eyes widened and she sat up, staring at her towering dad. "Daddy?" She wiped at her eyes again and shook her head. "It'...it's not my birthday." Asher shook his head and walked over to her night stand, picking up her clock and blocking her view of it as he quickly switched it back to 11:50 pm. Lifting it up close to her face to show her, he laughed. "What are you talking about? Isn't this Gentri Jonsan's residence? Hmm. No, maybe it's not. You look too old to be my daughter, I'm sorry, I'll just go put this present somewhere else." Gentri shook her head, "oh, no! Daddy it's me, I just grew up." Asher gave her and Imo a doubtful look. "I don't know......." Gentri laughed and pulled off her covers to throw herself around him. "No it's really me!"
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Post by Cissy Jonsan on Sept 14, 2008 7:35:57 GMT -5
"I know, Gen, I know." Imogen cooed her when she protested. Stroking her hair further, startled when the door went and half expecting Perrin. The blonde cub was home for the first night in a while, the first night in a while he hadn't been at Cal's. At least one of the boys in the family had come back for Gen's birthday.
Imogen was just as shocked as Gentri but managed to mask it better, watching them together she smiled lightly. The smile on Gen's face the sudden lack of tears misplaced by happiness to see her father was all Imogen could ask for. Even if she knew he'd played with clock, even if she knew he wasn't suppose to be here it didn't matter suddenly.
Imo ran a hand through her blonde hair, and touched his hip for a moment, her own touch of greeting. She knew one thing for sure, she wasn't likely to get Gentri off to sleep tonight now. And if the girl kept laughing so loudly she wouldn't be the only one awake.
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Post by kelsey on Sept 14, 2008 15:47:58 GMT -5
Ash tackled her then, playfully he knocked her on her back again against the soft pillows, blowing raspberries on her stomache as he tickled. Gentri laughed loudly just like Imogen had predicted and her eyes were watery again, but from being tickled this time. "Daddy...I missed you." She finally let out after he had his fun, blinking at him Gen threw her arms around his neck. "Ah, I missed you too Gale." He always called her Gale, he wanted a special name for her. Asher stroked her hair back from her face before turning his eyes towards Imo. He gave Gentri a look like asking for permission before jumping up from the bed and making it shake as he grabbed his wife around the waist and spun her around with ease. "And how's my lady?"
ooc: grr sorry, I'll reply to our other threads tomorrow. I keep getting interrupted by people.
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Post by Cissy Jonsan on Sept 14, 2008 18:41:12 GMT -5
ooc: no worries
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Imogen watched them playing, smiling lightly and just watching them. Next thing she knew she was caught around the middle and spun. It was Imogen's turn to laugh and laugh she did, her arms around his strong shoulders as he spun her around. When her feet found the floor she kissed him lightly. "All the better for seeing you, Tiger."
She barely got the words out when movement behind them caused her to turn a little. Sure enough Cissy was sat up in her bed, the covers around her legs, her long black hair in her face and the little love was rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Why are we being noisy?" She asked sleepily, not registering what was going on.
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Post by gentri on Sept 15, 2008 15:38:59 GMT -5
"I told you I'd show up didn't I?" He gave her his classic wolfish grin as his ears picked up the ruffling of bed sheets. "Because dad hasn't learned how to be quiet yet" Asher answered Cissy's question, his voice almost a yell to tease her. He jumped right on her bed next just like a child, leaning over the mattress to give her a hug. Gentri was now eying her present and she pulled it up next to her eagerly. "Can I open it? Can I open it?" Asher looked back with a dramatic facial expression. "Well of course you can squirt, I've only been waiting for three whole minutes!" She laughed and tore at the wrapping paper and revealed a giant brown teddy bear with a green walkman draped over its shoulder. She hugged the bear instantly and then held up the device quizzically.
"Um...what is it?" Asher smirked. "You just slip a cd in, a cd records music, and you can listen to music whenever you want." Gentri's face brightened once she realized what it was and she immediately began playing around with it. "Perrin asleep?" he asked Imo, looking around.
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Post by Cissy Jonsan on Sept 18, 2008 19:11:35 GMT -5
Cissy rubbed her eye tiredly and when he hugged her she curled against his big chest and closed her eyes once more. "Shh Daddy." She whispered when he shouted and just patted his chest with her little hands. She listened to Gentri, contently curled up in his warmth.
Imo nodded at the question, tucking her blonde hair behind her ears once more."Like a log- reminds me of someone." She teased lightly.
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