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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 21:42:04 GMT -5
He immediately perked, hearing Xemas' voice, and as soon as Celrie had told him they'd be there later, he snatched the watch. "Xemas!" he said happily, beaming. "What didn't you get done?? I was hoping you'd come get me with Celrie. You said you'd have everything done two days ago!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 21:45:06 GMT -5
The incubus grinned sheepishly, but looked all the more happy to be talking to Ssitris. "I know, i know. I tried but works' been rough. I had to finish getting the furniture moved in and the livingroom done. It's insane, but I think i'm just about done. I really wanted to come, really I did," he assured him.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 21:47:31 GMT -5
He blinked for a moment, as if processing the information. Attempting to get his slow mind around it, and then, without warning, he burst into tears, tossing his food to the side. The bowl thumped lightly on the wooden floor, the contents spilling about into a puddle. "You hate me, don't you?? You just didn't want to come because I'm fat and ugly!! I know it is!!!" He shoved the watch back at Celrie. "I hate him, make him leave me alone!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 21:51:24 GMT -5
"What?! Ssitris! SSit-Celrie, put him back on," he cried, frantic. The vampire gave one look at the Jshiko and smiled.
"Um...you'd better just come over....he doesn't want to talk right now." He clicked the watch off and moved closer, hugging his friend. "Xemas doesn't care how big you get sweaty, he feels the same. Don't cry now..."
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Xemas swore loudly and tossed the watch against the wall, waiting for the clatter as it hit behind the washer. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!!" He tugged on his hair and grabbed his shoes. The best way to make it better was go see Ssitris. He needed to make sure the man was alright, and tell him how sexy he thought he was, though he wasn't sure that would go over quite well just yet...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 21:53:44 GMT -5
He sniffled, wiping at his eyes and cheeks. "R--really...? You think so...?" At Celrie's nod his crying slowed to a stop. "I...I should clean that up..." He swallowed and slowly began his struggle to get to his feet.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 21:58:52 GMT -5
"no..hey, let me do it, you'll end up going into labor," celrie stood and pushed him back gently. "Sit and order me around, i'm at your bidding," he smiled and pet his hair. The vampire moved to get some rags to clean up, not troubled at all.
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Xemas locked up, tucking the keys in his poclet before bolting down the street. The sooner he got there, the less anger he would have coming down on his head. Then again, Celrie was there, he might have the man calmed by then....
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 22:03:59 GMT -5
He pouted, feeling guilty. He really couldn't do anything without help these days, and it suddenly made him feel...childish and needy. He almost couldn't stand it. Almost. Mostly since one day, home alone, he had tried to clean the entire house and only ended up tripping twice, and breaking several vases and plates each.
He'd never seen Ryle even slightly mad before...until the man came home and found his brother-in-law sobbing amissed pieces of glass.
M'lon slept on the couch for a week after that.
He watched as Celrie cleaned up the goop, and picked up the plate, bringing them into the kitchen. Ssitris simply sighed a bit and rubbed his large middle, a habbit he'd developed as of late. It seemed to soothe the unborn child, and calmed him as well.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 22:39:05 GMT -5
Celrie hummed softly as he cleaned up, disposing of the goop, washign the rag. The dish went into the sink to be cleaned later. There was a frantic knocking on the door and he grinned.
"That'd be Xemas," he called, going to open the door. It was, in fact, a very out of breath and distressed little incubus.
"Where's he at? No funny play, Cel, i have to talk to him." The vampire shook his head and ushered him in.
"Living room, and don't look so sick. He's fine. Go talk." Xemas kicked off his shoes and moved into the living room, feeling all of wenty now, not his eighteen years. In the last few months, he'd done some growing up, and changed his attitude-sort of. Really, he was trying though.
"Ssitris," he sighed, walking to the couch.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 22:42:56 GMT -5
He looked up at him and smiled as if he hadn't been crying a few minutes ago about how the man thought he was fat and hated him. "Hi! Come sit down, Celrie won't let me up!" He held out his hands, tugging the younger down onto the couch beside him. "What's wrong? You're out of breath...and flushed." His brow furrowed. "Are you sick?"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 22:44:58 GMT -5
"No, no," he smiled and tugged a lock of blonde hair in affection. "I rushed over here to see you. I don't like it when you're upset, and you were upset when Cel hung up..."
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 22:47:11 GMT -5
"Oh." he blushed a bit. "Sorry. I'm okay now, really." he smiled. "Celrie said you loved me no matter what, and I believe him. So, when are we going to the apartment? Did M'lon already drop my stuff off there? Yeest too? They were suppossed to, and I can't find my bags so they must have..."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 22:52:49 GMT -5
"Yep," he kissed his fingers gently, nodding. "This morning actually. I was making sure they were put in the room so you don't have to worry about dragging them around to unpack if i'm at work. I'll help you too. I have off from everythign today." He had been ready for them to bring over the bags, but he still bristled under all the warnings and threats the brothers gave him about taking care of Ssitris. Didn't he prove himself already???
"And we can go as soon as you feel up to walking." He smiled and pressed a hand to the mans stomach, eyes dancing when he was rewarded with a small kick against his palm.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 22:57:18 GMT -5
He smacked Xemas' hand away. "Oh, don't go and get hime riled up. Last time you were here he wouldn't stop moving around and I could hardly sleep a wink!" He pouted.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 9, 2006 23:00:10 GMT -5
"Sorry," he looked chastised, but secretly he was delighted. Xemas had never thought he'd get the chance to be a father. Even if he hadn't sired the kit, it was going to be his and Ssitris'. The teenager was tickled pink, which was strange because he'd always blabbed that he'd be the only one out of his friends that would still be partying at the clubs when he was old.
Not now. He had so much to worry about-Ssitris and the baby being his top priority. "Any names yet?" He leaned back, putting his arms behind Ssitris on the back of the couch.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 9, 2006 23:03:59 GMT -5
He nodded and smiled brightly. "Yes! Ryle helped me find the perfect one! I love it to pieces. I really hope you like it when the baby comes!" He shifted a bit and kissed his cheek. "Anyway, I guess I'm ready to get up now. Um...if you'll help me?"
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