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Post by *Gem* on Oct 18, 2010 9:07:37 GMT -5
Keely was tremling, but this had become a regula occurrance through the last month of her pregnancy. Also on that list was a bad attitude, a high hormone level that lead to some violent rages as well as a very demanding libido. But this time she was trembling not with a body heating lust, oh no this time it was because of the sheer amount of tension brought on by her labour. Eli was out. Typical. He had meetings all morning and she didn't know if 'only call me in an emergancy' included this. She knew he'd only said it because the last time he'd had a busy schedual she'd decided to break up his day with a little table top sex and after all the persuading it took to get him f**k**g like a tooper they were caught and Private Eli was a little more than angry with her. Eitherway, while she was sure this was probably an 'emergancy' the thought of his worried panic adding to her hormones was one of those cocktails where the jack daniels sits at the bottom rather than mixing it up with the sweet juice. It was a bad situation. Keely was still small, the barest bumps in her stomach giving away her pregnancy as she curled up tight in front of the fire, trying to gleen as much heat from the flickering flames as possible. She was also very aware she wasn't totally alone. Her father, the twat that had been hanging around waiting for her to go mad, was watching her closely from a chair. She couldn't shake him off, especially when Eli wasn't around to protect her. Groaning to herself, she pulled the blankets tighter, freezing cold like ice to the touch.
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Post by Bails on Oct 23, 2010 15:10:15 GMT -5
Eli came in. He had a break between meetings because one of his dukes had stabbed another one. It was all a big mess and he had stepped away to get some air so he wouldn't hurt someone. "Keely?" He called to her, happy to see his lover despite their little spat from earlier. "You in?" The fire was lit- which meant she should be here.
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 23, 2010 16:41:38 GMT -5
Keely opened her eyes, staring into the flames for a long time. Then she called back to him. "El-" Her voice was weak, and it didn't carry very far. She rolled onto her side, and then slowly sat up, looking over the chairs to try and see him.
Ayon watched the vampire cautiously, "You nearly missed the party Vampire-" He taunted, darkly.
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Post by Eli Andalusia on Oct 24, 2010 2:12:47 GMT -5
Eli snarled at Ayon before going to pick Keely up. Cradling her to his chest, he took her away to their bedroom and shut the door. "You know, pet, labor does consitute a reason to come and see me." He teased her, wiping the hair from her face. "What can I do for you?"
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Post by *Gem* on Oct 24, 2010 2:38:16 GMT -5
Truth was Keely had as much idea about how this worked as Eli did. So she didn't really know how to answer him. "I'm cold." She told him, and was more so since they'd moved from the roar of the fire. Of course, Keely hadn't registered that her craving for flames wass highly likely to be a craving for hell, and that sdragon's were born into fire, to hatch in its warmth. They were going to need some help.
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Post by Bails on Oct 25, 2010 12:50:07 GMT -5
He wrapped his arms around her. With a nod of his head, he made the fire roar in their hearth, making the room swelter for him. It didn't matter though. As long as it made her feel better.
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Post by Keely Knight on Oct 26, 2010 7:15:24 GMT -5
But still she trembled with the cold.
Keely lay still, appart from the tremmer in her muscles. She felt sick, and so cold, so deadly cold. Murmuring and grumbling she complained in pain.
Ayon leant on the door and listened to the low talk of their voices, speaking through the wood he said; "tick tick, tick tick tick tock." He chanted, tauntingly. "put her in the fire- vampire- or youll lose them both."
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Post by Bails on Oct 27, 2010 17:20:08 GMT -5
Eli stroked back her hair, "Should we go to hell?"
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