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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:14:08 GMT -5
"There is no reason to speak of it. There was no consequence. This child is not your Timm, and if I ever so much as see you looking at her the wrong way, I will have you killed slowly and painfully." She threatened in a low hiss.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:16:08 GMT -5
"What way is the wrong Tristeza?" He asked coldly, "How do you think I should treat your babe?"
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:17:29 GMT -5
"I expect you not to treat her at all." Tristeza seethed as she eased herself back into the rocker, and returned her eyes to the window, this time with a stubborn scowl.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:18:17 GMT -5
Timm glared, and then turned and stalked out, "Eat. For the baby."
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:19:42 GMT -5
Tristeza knocked the tray to the ground angrily, and openly defiant. She crossed her arms, and glared darkly through the window.
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Post by brigida on May 23, 2008 0:16:56 GMT -5
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The night was a bleak one, full of rain and clouds when Tristeza felt her first contraction. It woke her from a restless slumber, wrenching her mind from the long missing face of her first child, and pulling her with a fury into the reality of her second. A bastard child--she entered the waking world with a resounding groan as she doubled over onto herself in her bed.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2008 0:20:09 GMT -5
Suddenly Timm was beside her reaching down to comfort her, "Would you like some water?" Standing straight he yelled at the door, "Fredrio get the Doctor." He poured her a glass of water and tried to force her to drink.
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Post by brigida on May 23, 2008 0:21:32 GMT -5
Tristeza shook her head violently, trying to focus on anything but the pain. When it subsided she gasped "Sergyo," and when she had further caught her breath she said more audibly "Get Sergyo."
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2008 0:23:26 GMT -5
Timm stepped back and looked at the door. "I am sure one of the guards is already on his way." Moving forward he offered her the glass of water again.
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Post by brigida on May 23, 2008 0:26:05 GMT -5
"Send one for sure," Tristeza groaned, sounding more tired than pained now, "Get him quickly." she pleaded, waving the water away again.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2008 0:26:57 GMT -5
Timm walked to the door and talked to the guard who then rushed off. Timm ran back to the bed and nodded to her.
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Post by brigida on May 23, 2008 0:34:40 GMT -5
"Is he coming?" she asked looking up expectantly as Timm returned. The pain was beginning again, and though her eyes were wide with anxiety, her face soon contorted with the agony.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2008 0:39:31 GMT -5
Timm nodded sourly, "But I am here for you now. So what can I do? What do you want?"
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Post by brigida on May 23, 2008 0:40:48 GMT -5
Tristeza shook her head as this new contraction passed, "I am fine," she said, digging her fingers into the sheets.
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Post by The Smith on May 23, 2008 0:41:45 GMT -5
Timm took her hand to offer support and knelt on the floor by the bed.
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Hope you all are well and happy.