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Post by Zeffa! on Feb 11, 2006 2:23:39 GMT -8
"Well... when we returned to Mithalin, we found out she was pregnant..." Zephyr appeared to be nearing the part he dreaded most, apprehension plain as day on his face. "I got scared... My father was a dissappointment to me when i was little.. I didn't want this child to have that same handicap.. Of course I was being stupid when i thought that running would solve anything." He turned to face the wall to his right, sighing. "I kissed Christi a final farewell, leaving her everything I had but my sword and the clothes on my back... I knew I could never be the father that our baby deserved, I never learned how," The elf began crying quietly, slumping on the floor with his back against the wall, hunched forward. "It hurts so much...I'm not proud of what I did... I send Christi money every month from the emporium... One of the reasons I began adventuring again was to raise money for her.. I can't count how many times I've put my life on the line for her..." Zephyr's head hung downward from his neck as little droplets streamed down, dripping onto his shirt.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 13, 2006 11:39:23 GMT -8
Dark's face only softened slightly, but she kept her hard voice. The only way to make one realize just how bad a situation is, she had found, is to shock them with indifference and unfeeling. "Well, I am glad that you at least have some remorse. That is a terrible thing to have done to poor Christi... not to mention your daughter. I suppose I understand why you told nobody, but you probably should have all the same. Chances are that Christi needs help raising her." Dark looks at the crying elf, and finally shows some sypathy. She holds her arms open in a silent offer of a motherly hug. She had always been the motherly figure... to everyone.
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Post by Zeffa! on Feb 13, 2006 16:17:08 GMT -8
Zephyr slowly rose to his feet, though he did not take the embrace Dark offered. He shook his head solemnly, giving her a struggled smile, his emerald green eyes still wet and reddened. He wasn't a child anymore. "I had better go see to my daughter..." he told the sorceress with a resolved tone.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 14, 2006 8:58:42 GMT -8
Dark nodded to him, her blue eyes finally soft. "All right. Be careful what you do and say, though." There was an infant cry from one of the upstairs bedrooms, and Dark sighed. "I suppose I ought to go upstairs and answer Elauna. She'll wake Tai up at any moment, and I hate it when they're both hungry. Can I escort you upstairs, or shall I wait?"
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Post by Zeffa! on Feb 14, 2006 10:21:44 GMT -8
"We're both going upstairs anyway. No sense taking turns..." he replid with a shrug, opening the door. He shot her a look that said something along the lines of "I hope I don't screw this up," and stepped out of the room into the bustling main hall of the tavern to wait.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 14, 2006 12:19:01 GMT -8
Dark smiles and walks gracefully (when did she not walk gracefully?) into the room and begins to acend the staircase, going to answer the call her her most beloved pocessions... her children.
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Post by Zeffa! on Feb 18, 2006 10:13:35 GMT -8
Zephyr smiled to the others in the room, hoping it was too crowded to notice his tear-stained face, and climbed the staircase as well. He turned into room number 9 (..number nine? ..number nine? ..number nine?), placing a hand on the doorknob. He pulled it away for a moment.. hesitant. But there was nothing to run from... If he ran now she would never forgive him. He grabbed the handle of the door and opened it up, stepping inside.
(( because I dont want everyone else to be left out of the loop, I'm not gonna write their conversation, unless you all want to see it... ))
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 20, 2006 12:55:49 GMT -8
((I think it would be interesting..)) Dark walks to her personal living quarters and smiles as she enters. Snowbird, her short white hair every which way, was in her bed pouting up at her. Dark picks up her daughter and holds her to her chest, whispering to her gently in elvish.
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Post by Zeffa! on Feb 20, 2006 13:18:20 GMT -8
(( Very well then... )) Zephyr closed the door behind him, turning to face his daughter. Ciephana sat upon the bed, looking up at him with a smile. The rogue lowered his head with a sigh, but raised it up again with a smile, and sat down beside her. "It's been decades since i last saw you," he told her softly. "You're almost a woman grown now. You've certainly grown into your mother's hair." "And your eyes.. so I've been told." she replied, smiling unwavering up at him. Zephyr laughed lightly, seeing himself reflecting in her emerald green eyes. There was an awkward silence after the laughter died down, both of them watching their hands. She finally broke it. "...Mother doesn't speak badly of you, you know...I'm sure she'd welcome you back if..." she said, a faint hopefulness in her tone. Zephyr looked away, shaking his head slightly. "I couldn't..." he replied darkly. "Why not? Why can't you come home?" Ciephana seemed dissappointed, looking to her father for a reason. He couldn't find one. Shame? Could he stand to show his face again? Was he too proud to come walking back along the path he'd tread for years? Was he afraid? Zephyr didn't reply, he didn't know the answer yet himself. "I love your mother... and I love you.. but I can't. At least.. not yet." His daughter nodded, and scooched closer to him, hugging her father lovingly. "When you're ready... You can return. Mother told me to tell you that..." Zephyr wrapped his arms around her, getting choked up. He managed to tell her "alright," and sat there for a while.
Zephyr and Ciephana were in there for hours afterwards, talking about eachother's travels, and various friends and adventures they'd had. The crowd below in the tavern had passed and left by the time They left the room, both laughing and smiling. She was wearing Zephyr's worn travel jerkin, which even still was oversized for her. They descended the stairs into the common room again.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 20, 2006 13:30:54 GMT -8
Dark was downstairs cleaning up, the babies on a blanket on the floor playing with one another. She looked up and smiled. They were cute... and the little one looked so much like him.
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Post by Thistle on Feb 21, 2006 17:41:01 GMT -8
Melody danced out of the kitchen. "I am finished Dark! Do you need help wiz any-zing else?" It was then that she noticed the others in the room and imediately flushed a bright red at being caught dancing. "Oh...eh..Hello Zep-er."
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Post by Dark Beauty on Feb 22, 2006 7:23:28 GMT -8
Dark smiles sadly at the nymph's embarassment. "No, I don't think I do, Melody."
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Post by Zeffa! on Mar 6, 2006 11:00:05 GMT -8
Zephyr smiled at Melody's flourishing entrance. "You're a wonderful dancer," Ciephana remarked with a smile. " I've always wanted to learn, but Mother never was much of a dancer either." Zephyr, rubbed the toes of his boots in rememberance, biting his lower lip to keep himself from saying something.
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Post by Thistle on Mar 6, 2006 16:11:08 GMT -8
Melody flushed again and nodded at Ciephana. "Zat ees nice of you to say. Umm err what ees you name?"
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Post by Zeffa! on Mar 6, 2006 18:23:04 GMT -8
Ciephana stood politely, something she obviously didn't learn from her father. "I am Ciephana Amakiir, it's a pleasure to meet you," she smiled, bowing rather formally to Melody. "You have a cute accent." she finished, smiling. Zephyr grumped, feeling outdone by his own daughter.
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