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Post by Jenth on Aug 13, 2008 19:16:42 GMT -5
Something had been unsettling Sabre, he hadn’t been living with her all these months not to notice but she avoided him at nearly all costs. Did she really think he wouldn’t notice? It was definitely something other then the hatching that was getting to her, her wardrobe was changing, but it was true that the weather was getting colder. Well he was determined to get to the bottom of this!
Sabre may not have feelings for him, but he did for her. As long as Itusk was the only available bronze to chase Sabresk he would have time to try and win her over. The next run was nearly definitely just him as the contended but after that more could be attracted to their labyrinth haven for whers. He couldn’t let them have her! It was a bit unlike him to just barge in on her rooms, but he wanted to show he was serious! Or at least could be serious.
“Sabre?! I think we need a talk.”
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Post by friar on Aug 13, 2008 20:10:09 GMT -5
Sabre was in the middle of dressing, something that was taking more and more time as her pregnancy progressed. She didn't have much that would accommadate her growing belly, so she had to pick her wardrobe with care. At the moment, she wore little more than her loincloth and breastband, with her hair loose from its usual braid.
"Sharding babe. I really, really wish I could drop it in that between riders are so sharding fond of. How do women put up with this?"
She held up a dark green skirt, something she would never have thought of wearing before her pregnancy. At this rate, she might just have to look into having some new clothes made.
"Sabre?! I think we need a talk.”
At the sound of Itunas' voice, she quite literally jumped several feet in the air.
"Talk? I suppose we do, about how you are going to turn around right now, and go back to your room." She turned to face him, holding the skirt against her front. Her left hand, however, rested on her stomach, the way expectant mothers often do.
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Post by Jenth on Aug 13, 2008 20:20:20 GMT -5
“Turn around, maybe, but I’m not leaving.” Itunas wasn’t sure if he had saw anything, but he had noticed the skirt she was clutching to herself. Her body was nothing he hadn’t seen already, if anything her semi nudity aroused him but he had a purpose at the moment. Couldn’t let urges get the better of him, it took quite a bit to maintain the firm tone he was up keeping. “And since when did you start wearing skirts?”
Crossing the room in a few strides an arm had snaked around her to pin her to him. There would be no running. “You’ve been acting strange and shards all know that I…” Something felt odd around her mid drift. Having to use his other arm he felt the unusual shape of her stomach.
“Sabre, what’s going on? I need answers.”
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Post by friar on Aug 14, 2008 10:31:08 GMT -5
Sabre thrust herself away from her bronze Handler, nearly growling in anger.
"What's happening is that YOU-" and here, she pointed to Itunas' chest dramatically- "have a lot to answer for."
She dropped the skirt, and glared at her mate. She had few qualms about showing off her battle-ready body, even to someone she disliked.
"I've been acting strange? Could be, could be. Wouldn't have anything to do with the thing in my stomach, would it?"
There, it was out. She turned away from him, going back to her wardrobe selecting. As she turned, though, her swelling stomach was thrown into sharp relief by the glow on her clothespress.
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Post by Jenth on Aug 17, 2008 21:43:37 GMT -5
“You’re…You’re pregnant?! And when were you planning on telling me?” Itunas grabbed her again, trying to make her look at him. If he wasn’t so upset with Sabre he would have been happy, he was going to be a father! Sabre may not want a child, especially his, but he wanted it.
“Sabre why must you be so difficult with me? I haven’t done anything wrong! Itusk caught Sabresk on her run, that’s what they do same with us after the run.” Dam why did she have to act like a child sometimes?! Was it his fault that he just happened to been in the area when a gold was proddy? After though, he had decided to stay because Itusk wanted to stay but it wasn’t long before the man found himself falling in love with the goldhandler.
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Post by friar on Aug 18, 2008 20:59:42 GMT -5
"Yes I'm pregnant, and I've been trying to convince myself I'm not."
She met Itunas's eyes with her own level gaze, and tried not to snarl. Shards, but she was mad!
"In case you haven't noticed, and you haven't, THIS is an especially bad time to have a child! And I've been bonded to Sabresk a lot longer than you, young man, so don't presume to tell me my business!"
Shards, she wished he would just go away. She really didn't feel like dealing with him, much less explaining anything.
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Post by Jenth on Aug 18, 2008 21:50:19 GMT -5
“How is it a bad time?! I don’t see why we shouldn’t have a child!” Yes, he had said ‘we’. Sabre had to stop thinking only about herself and what she wanted. They were only two people and they now had a clutch hatched and bonded to young people who would be looking to them for guidance. They couldn’t afford to be at each other’s throats!
“Why must you act so childish?! All I ever did was love you and you treat me worse then the dirt you walk on or Sabresk’s droppings! You may not want this child but I do!”
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Post by friar on Aug 19, 2008 20:25:32 GMT -5
Sabre had enough- she didn't want to hear Itunas anymore. She rounded on him, voiced raised until she was almost yelling.
"I was just fine until you came along, y'hear me?"
Shards, was that catch in her voice a sob? She increased her volume, desperate to get her message out before she lost it, which she was in real danger of doing.
"I don't need it! ANY of it! You weren't supposed to stay past the Run, Sabresk was never supposed to get attached to it, I- I-"
She lost steam, and turned away to hide her trembling chin. Shardit! Why did she have to pick now, off ALL times, to fall apart? Show her the justice in that!
"It's my choice. Still want a kid, go talk to someone from the weyr."
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Post by Jenth on Aug 19, 2008 20:35:51 GMT -5
“Itusk wanted to stay, he wanted to stay with Sabresk and I was not going to argue with him.” He had caught her sobs but rufused to let go. Instead he only pulled her against his chest in a comforting manner, one hand stroking her hair. She tried so hard to be so strong…
“I don’t want a child with any old one. I want to father the children of an exceptionally strong woman, who has proven on more then one occasion why she is the best person in all the world to handle a gold wher. It might be too much for her to return my feelings…” And he kissed her forehead gently “but it wont change how I feel about her.”
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