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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 19:01:34 GMT -5
((BABY! =D)) He glared at the screen. "Not my problem." he snorted, leaning against the control panel and biting his thumb nail. It was true, it was most definately not his problem. besides, the man had been perfectly fine when he was out there less than five minutes ago. ((I know, Short <.<;;  ) |
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 19:07:11 GMT -5
((Cute little baby ^W^))
Immediately he was on his feet, pushing past Tsing, and moving down the ramp. He was surprised to see the water around his life bearers feet, how he was haunched painfully over a crate, face white. "Mother," he kneeled in front of him, tipping his face up. Zeforas eyes were full of pain, his teeth clenched tight.
"Medi-box," he whispered, hand resting on Hanyo's shoulder. Heart racing he jumped up and pulled his mother into his arms, marveling at how light his human life-bearer was and walked gently back up the ramp with him. There was a room in his ship, every ship had them, lined with sterile walls and holding a Medi-box in the middle. He kicked the door open, walking in to lay his mother in the coffin like box.
"Tsing! Can you get me towels out of the shower?" He worked on loosening his mothers robes. "I'll get father after I get this thing closed up alright?" His mother nodded and cried out lightly at another contraction.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 19:12:13 GMT -5
Tsing sighed heavily and stamped his foot. "Why don't you fucking do it yourself?!" he hollared back before grudgingly heading out of the room.
He slowly moved towards the bathroom and got the towels. He only got them because of the way Hanyo sounded. It wasn't like he was worried or anything. he was just interested in knowing why the whimp was sounding so upset.
He trudged to the room in which he heard the voices coming from. "Learn to fucking get crap yourself." he snapped, tossing the towels at the two's feet.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 21:24:38 GMT -5
"Damn it, this isn't the time to be mouthing off," He pulled the robe off, quickly covering his mother with the towels, keeping in the warmth as he lay him down. "Try to relax," he said soothingly, moving away to press a button. The lid closed tightly over the medi-box and Hanyo leapt to his feet. "I hate to ask it, but can you please watch this? I have to run and get my father," he looked pleadingly at Tsing.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 21:27:01 GMT -5
((*glomp* <.<;;; ))
He waved his hand as if shooing a fly. "Whatever." He moved and sat down against the wall. Why the hell did he put his parent in a fucking box?? They guy almost looked like Snow White or something, laying in there all still and crap.
He stretched his arms over his head. "Stop looking at me like that, and hurry the fuck up before I change my mind and go running off somewhere."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 21:32:35 GMT -5
((haha ^___^ Hello *hugs*))
Giving the boy a grin he took off, without even thinking about it, shifting into his panther form, leaping through the town so fast he almost crashed against glass when he reached the building. Hardly stopping he leapt up and pushed the door open, choosing the stairs over waiting for the elevator. He shifted back outside of the office, unaware he had done it without concentrating, glad he had put on shiftable pants this time, and rushed inside. "Father! It's mother, he's gone into labor." In a minute his life-giver was out the door, pulling his son along behind him as they headed back to the ship.
Hanyo reached it breathlessly and walked slowly into the room, collapsing beside Tsing. His father chose to stay beside the box, his palm on top, eyes practically boring into the box.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 21:36:03 GMT -5
Tsing raised an eyebrow at him. "What the fuck was that about?"
He was really curious as to why he had brought his father to the ship. Sure, if something were wrong with the guy's other parent...He perked up a bit. "Is that guy's lump gonna burst? Is a bunch of puss gonna come out?? That'd be pretty interesting." He almost snickered at the expression upon Hanyo's face.
He stood. "Anyway, I'm out." he went to leave the room. "Have fun, whatever the fuck you sick freaks are up to."
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 21:40:26 GMT -5
Hanyo stood up to follow him, allowing his life-giver to witness the birth by himself. He had seen Keat being born, although he'd only been four, but the experience was fresh in his mind. He laughed lightly at Tsing, scratching his stomach. "Nothing like that," he collapsed in his chair when they reached the front of the ship. "My life-givers gone into labor. When he comes out of that box in say....an hour? There'll be a little kit and he'll be back to his normal slim self." He was excited to say the least. Another little brother!
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 21:44:18 GMT -5
"Yeah. Whatever you say." he huffed. "And will you stop following me?!?!? I'm sick of you being everywhere I am! I just wanna be alone!!"
He turned around, moving towards the door.
Geh! He hated him! He annoyed him so fucking much! If the guy so much as came within a foot of him, he'd totally lose it and resort to hitting the fact into him.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 21:48:58 GMT -5
He scowled, disappointed that the other still didn't seem to believe him. Just wait until he saw the bouncing ball of lovable fur. Before the boy could leave, and the pain start up again he stood. "Tsing? I'm sorry for earlier....for getting mad and taking your cigarette. I know you don't have many left. After, well...after you have some time alone and I make sure mother will be alright, do you wanna see some of Zerca? It's a once in a lifetime chance. You won't have it again once I take you back." He didn't want to add how much it would mean to him, that would only make Tsing decline, he knew it. He just wanted to spend as much time with the human as he could.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 21:57:21 GMT -5
He stopped and stood a moment, his back facing the Zercan. He thought about it; did he really want to see Zerca? No. Of course not. He'd seen enough of it, and he didn't want to socialize with the aliens anymore. He just wanted to go home. And get more cigarettes. And smoke where he wanted, and when he wanted.
Then, why was his mouth about to form the word 'yes'?
He stopped himself and bit the inside of his cheek. He sighed and opened his mouth again, "Sure."
Goddammit! At least it wasn't 'yes'. He had to cover it up. Now. Quickly. before the idiot got any ideas.
"...I'd love to go to bed right now and not be disturbed until I wake up or when we reach Earth tomorrow, whichever comes first. Thank you for asking." he tacked on in full-blown sarcasm.
He walked out of the room and down towards the bedroom. 'Great cover up! Wonderous! You do yourself proud, Tsing Lu!'
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 22:04:45 GMT -5
He glared at the retreating boys back and kicked at the control panel, yelping again. Why the hell did he keep doing that?! By the time he got Tsing back to Earth he was going to have to have the damn thing amputated. He sat for what seemed like hours, happy, sad, disappointed and wondering all at once. He knew he should be mad, shouldn't put up with the humans attitude, but he couldn't help it. It was if there was some force that kept him coming back for more punishment. Sighing he finally stood, walking back to the Medi-box room. His father was resting against the wall, a soft black fuzz ball nestled in his arms. He looked up at his son, a bright smile on his face.
"Domini Navarra," he whispered, glancing at the box to see if it was done yet. Inside it was fixing up his mate, letting the man rest after the ordeal. Hanyo moved closer and peered down at the furry mass, his heart clenching in warmth. Would he ever get to feel this? To feel the complete, utter joy at watching his sons birth? in a minute he wanted to find Tsing, to drag the boy in here to see this wonder, but he restrained himself. Tsing had made it perfectly clear he wanted to be left alone.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 22:12:13 GMT -5
Hanyo wasn't the only one having an ordeal.
Tsing lay facing the ceiling, breaking the rules by smoking his last cancer stick. He had wanted to save it for tomorrow, but he was just too damned stressed at the moment.
He rolled onto his stomache, idly thinking. Why'd he want to say yes to a stupid request like that? It was lamost as if the guy had been asking him on a date. Pft. Like he'd ever go on a date with anyone of the male gender anyway.
He growled at himself and rubbed his face. He wanted to go home already, and forget about the Zercan and get on with his life.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 19, 2006 22:21:17 GMT -5
Hanyo requested to hold little Domini, sitting against the wall. His father moved to sit by the box again, every now and then glancing back at his sons. Glancing down at the ball of fur in his arms, Hanyo stroked a little ear, smiling charmingly when a little eye cracked open, deep purple depths dialating for a second with the light. He hooked a finger in Domini's fist, grinning again when the tiny Zercan baby opened his mouth and let out an unhappy squall. "Got a good pair of lungs," his life-giver remarked, turning to watch. Again the baby let out a cry, his furry cat like body trembling. Hanyo ran a hand over his head, patted his tiny back, trying to sooth him. He knew Tsing was trying to sleep in the next room and he didn't want to bother him, although he was beyond excited about showing the human his little brother.
He wanted the box to open so the little kit would get something to eat, afraid he'd fuss even more if he didn't fill his tiny little tummy soon. The box beeped and Domini's cries only got louder as Bast helped his mate to sit up, stroking hair out of his eyes, talking almost incoherently in his joy. He wrapped the towels around Zefora's body and went to take Domini from Hanyo so the little Zercan could get his meal. Hanyo watched, eyes shining as his parents knelt together over their little miracle, a deep aching in his chest to share something like this with the one he loved.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 19, 2006 22:24:42 GMT -5
Tsing cursed under his breath at the noise coming from the other room. He hated it. He could just feel them all being happy and sappy and all that sickening goop.
He let out a frustraited noise and stamped out his cigarette butt on the floor, flicking it into the trash. His last one....
He grabbed and pulled his hair. And he needed another one already, dammit! He was getting way too depressed.
He perked a moment. He knew what to do to keep his mind off things.
He looked around, and under the bed. Smirking, he pulled out a book and a pen that had been under there. He flipped through the book. It was...some kind of note book or something. He couldn't read it.
Shrugging, he found a blank page and began writting.
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