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Cafeteria; Really bad food, suprisingly good coffee
Topic Started: Jun 30 2007, 01:50 AM (5,866 Views)
Amaris Tudor
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Another peculiar thing that kept happening today. Her rudeness and/or improper ways were being looked over. Surely the world must be playing a joke on her. Weren't norms usually enforced? She mentally shrugged and scolded herself for being stupid and for questioning the motives of life. Sure, she was completely positive if she said any of her thoughts out loud she might be ridiculed into oblivion but the truth was you do not question, you merely accept unless one wants a heap load of trouble ahead in the future.

Amaris was indeed very hungry now that she thought about it. In fact she hadn't had a proper meal in well over 12 hours, now this may not seem a lot to some people but Amaris was at time considered to be quite gluttonous. Politely, she declined Brandin's offer for more food with a shake of her head. Amaris took another sip of her bitter coffee while she listened to Brandin explain the reason for the catalogue on the table.

"Congratulations." she said on his upcoming marriage. Amaris didn't feel right to express her opposing view on that subject, for it was surely too somber for a first conversation. Perhaps another time, if she ever saw him again. Although, telling an engaged man that you consider marriage and commitment in general to be a necessary evil, a form of legal slavery in fact, wasn't a very smart idea.

"I don't mean to be judging, but you just didn't seem like the type to choose his own furniture on his own." she commented, although she probably knew it wasn't in her place. Although, as of right now Amaris didn't really give a damn. Actually, Brandin seemed like the type to hire an eager young witch to plan. . .well everything. Although she knew not to say that outloud.

"I'm quite fond of the Tibetian style myself actually, I loathe Spanish architecture though" She muttered, more to herself actually but it was loud enough to be heard.
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Ms. Amaris Tudor didn't actually seem at all congratulatory towards the engagement; the fact actually amused him. He contemplated idly the truth of their pureblood-union, swirling the little red straw around the cup of coffee and smiled to himself. It always intrigued him when someone walked outside the lines of a cliche personality. He enjoyed good conversation, what was wrong with that? And the fact of the matter was; he was engaged, and talking to someone else about the subject for an extended period of time while they yet were a stranger, could be construed as entirely improper.

So he let it be, and simply nodded accepted thanks, a tiny grin at his lips and turned to the subject of architecture. With a grin, he answered slightly overly-enthusiastic--curious to her reaction only. 'Oh, no judgment necessary. I actually rather enjoy decorating...I think it runs in the family. You may know my sister? Abi Noel-Carter? She owns a design shop on Diagon."

He was rather interested in the mutter. While he couldn't quite catch what she'd said- he heard the point well enough. Grinning, he said instead, "If you enjoy Tibetian, I actually think Abi just imported a new selection of end tables from there." He paused, and his lips twitched as though he'd forgotten it. "Actually, no, wait, that was Tahitian. Sorry, then. What's wrong with spanish architecture?"

All right, so, maybe he had heard.
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Amaris's eyebrow did a sort of involuntary twitch, almost like she wanted to raise her eyebrows in a sort of disbelieving way. For Brandin did show a sort of amused smile, right before he told her thank you. Well that smile, and the grin that followed could be mistaken as a "Oh-my-God-I'm-getting-married-I-can't-believe-it-I'm-so-excited/nervous/nauseated" expression. . .but no, she didn't think so. He seemed too smart for that. And actually he didn't say thank you as much as he grinned it. . .could you "grin" a sentence? Appearntly, Mr. Brandin Faye could.

Amaris took another sip of her coffee, did she mention how bitter it was?, and nodded to herself (she wasn't really sure why) as he explained his rather. . .fascination with decorating. Actually the fact that it may run in the family made a lot more sense than her current theories. . .no she did not even dare utter them in the safety of her own thoughts. Sometimes she got carried away. Actually it was very amusing to watch his facial expressions as he spoke of it, like a child describing it's first toy. One didn't see that everyday, it was quite refreshing.

"Yes, I remember her from Hogwarts. Same years, different houses." She said sighing with nostalgia for the simple days. Actually, didn't Abi and her get into an argument over the same boy once? Huh, probably. Amaris let out a small chuckle and shook her head. She got into arguments with other girls on a daily basis at Hogwarts. . .hence why she currently had no female friends. . .or male friends for that matter. . .and all of a sudden she pitied herself.

Amaris sighed and she traced the outside of her coffee cup with her forefinger wondering how to best answer that question, without seeming unhinged and possibly pessimistic. "Spanish architecture reminds me of being an ant. . .with towers and spirals looking down on you from above, establishing the fact that they are in control. . .they're a way for the owner to boost his or her self-confidence."

Most likely a he she thought. . .wait did she say that outloud?

Amaris took another sip of her coffee before she said something stupid, again. Was it her imagination or did it seem to get more bitter as time went on? "Besides, they like to copy off the Arabic style. And actually it's a little bit too airy for my taste" she muttered with a half shrug. "Although, I'm not exactly unbiased so. . ." she didn't continue. She had already said too much.
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With the amused eyebrow still firmly in place, Brandin pondered idly and turned the page over in the catalog. He got the impression she was studying him as much as he did her-- a fact that always amused him. There really wasn't much that didn't amuse him however. And why should there be? He enjoyed amusement. There wasn't that much in the world that he couldn't laugh at; he subscribed to the belief that personal attachment and grief was far too much trouble. A lot more trouble than it was worth.

And what was so wrong about always finding the positives? The ability to laugh at most situations was a positive one as far as he was concerned.

He was thinking too much, wasn't he?

"Ah, I see; and what house were you in?" Brandin inquired simply. He knew that Abira had been in gryffindor, which made him rather curious for her answer. There were, after all, certain qualities assessed by that clever-sorting-hat, and he was interested.

Actually, he was interested in her; the fact wasn't obvious as he turned the catalog pages, shuffled his feet, swirled the coffee cup's straw...but it did remain true. He was intrigued with the off-the-cuff responses, he was interested in how she acted and reacted...he was not bored.

Oh no, he was not bored.

Particularly as she went on to describe her dislike of Spanish architecture. "Ah. I'm sorry if this is over reaching--" He looked up grinning slightly awkwardly, "--as I'm aware we've only just met...but are we really discussing Spanish architecture, or is there a particular guy involved with whom you attained the status of impossible-to-be-unbiased?"
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If she had a razor right now, or knew some sort of shaving spell, she would make that lingering eyebrow disappear off the entire face of the universe. But seeing as how she only knew how to make eyebrows neon green, and diffindo was definitely out of the question. . .and he'd probably be a bit annoyed at losing an eyebrow, she refrained from doing so. Why does he seem so amused? She thought to herself as she frowned slightly, and started rubbing that particular spot on her neck, yes her "deep in thought and/or slightly mad" habit.

Simple question? She thinks not. Oh, it would have been simple if it were anybody but him. Amaris, shook her head in disbelief once again, wondering at her own amazement, wondering at how she felt like she'd known him for ages, and not just for a brief time. "Ravenclaw" she stated rather dismissively, making no big deal of it, because honestly it wasn't. Unless he was some sort of analytical machine, completely tracing every aspect of her personality. . .

Hold on a second! she thought to herself while having an epiphany. Of course! Well. . .if that's how he wants to play it. . .Then again I might be entirely wrong. . .I hate being wrong. . .Is it normal for people to think to themselves this much? I'm stopping now

And then his next inquiry confirmed it. He was an analytical machine. An analytical machine. . .with a great taste in furniture. She began rubbing her neck again and stopped, she didn't want him to "make a mountain out of a molehill" by over-analyzing. . .controlling her habit was going to be a lot more difficult than she thought as she started clicking her nails on the table, knowing that they were itching to make contact with her neck again.

"Spot on, Mr. Faye." she murmured, raising her coffee cup to him, and then downing the rest of it (she didn't think she could stand the bitter taste any longer) "Yes you see, I don't particularly approve of people who think they have a hold on me, for better words, people who make lying into a cruel art."

Was she honestly WILLINGLY giving him information?

Why? Whywhywhywhywhy? She had a million and one questions, all starting with the word why, rackling her brain. She decided on one.

"Why so curious, Mr. Faye?" Amaris then frowned at her choice of the question because it was completely contradicting his current actions. In fact he seemed rather apathetic. . .well up to the point that he decided to astound her with his intuitiveness that is.

And now that she had unleashed one question, they all wanted to jump out of her head at once. She managed to control her thoughts though, she definitely didn't want a whirpool of questions attacking him. But still the fact that he was able to enlicit such a response from her brain cells--especially now when all she wanted was to curl up on a couch and stay there--was definitely noteworthy.

"You, Mr. Brandin Faye, are, " she sighed to make up for her loss of words, "something else."
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Ravenclaw. He'd pegged that one, then. He had the smallest inkling she'd have been in that one or in Slytherin -- merlin knew he'd have been surprised had she said Hufflepuff-- but he didn't betray even the tiniest bit of his smug happiness at being right. Instead, he simply nodded as dismissively as she, and lightly picked up the cup of coffee again and took a small sip.

With an amused grin now crossing his face again at her question, he held the rim of the cup next to his lips for a moment, taking a soft laugh. "Curious? I apologize; am I being too forward?"

He was actually more than amused, however. Ms. Tudor seemed to be following him a lot closer than the average person- but then, why ever should he have assumed she was average? He hadn't, obviously. He had instead, already decided that it was worth his time to know her, and not just because he knew Tudor was an old spanish pureblood name. Spanish? Aha, well then, no wonder she disliked the architecture.

"I tend to be curious. Books are no doubt useful, and there is plenty of architecture...history...art, anything, really, to learn about from them. In my experience, however, it is watching people that you learn the most about the here and now, and after all, what could be more important? Isn't life about living in the moment, and all that?"

Grinning, however, he only took the last compliment with a grin and put the coffee down, leaning over his hands. "And as for the liar...I do believe he was an idiot to believe he could have a hold on you in any case. Oh, I'm being too forward again, aren't I?" A delighted grin and light blush flushed his cheeks- as though he were embarrassed. "It's a nice day out, isn't it? Better than all that rain, anyways."

Ha. The weather.

Edited by Brandin Faye, Apr 27 2009, 12:04 PM.
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Did he ever get tired of that ridiculous grin? Amaris wouldn't know but she did know that she took back what she thought earlier about his grin. No no, it wasn't sincere. . .it was coy, it was. . .brilliantly sculptured to fit his face. . .he was the grin. . .right at this moment anyways. Oh how she wished she had another cup of coffee.

"There's no need for that," she said waving off his apology, "Trust me, you'll know when you are being too forward, you can count on that." She finished it off with a grin of her own, trying to mimic his ever-present, all-knowing, highly-interested grin. Fact was she knew he wanted a better answer than that, and she had just wiggled herself out of it. She would pat her own head for it later.

Amaris listened intentively as Brandin seemed to go on about his curiosity. She wasn't sure if he was normally like this, but she had half a mind to tell him that he sure does rant a lot. Of course she wasn't, not when she was having so much fun with this conversation. Even if it was rather intruding. Her life wasn't an open book per se, but she could make exceptions and loan out the book from the library every once in a while. She wasn't suprised when he said he liked to 'people watch', in fact she was rather expecting it, for seemed to be so good at it.

"Well, I sure hope I don't sound like a bitter old hag, but I midly disagree." she said leaning back on the chair. "Life I find is about survival and every person, wizard and muggle and all in between, knows that piece of information subconsciously." Well, she too had read books, she especially loved psychology books, and she was never one to keep knowledge to herself. Although it wasn't really knowledge, more like speculation. She looked up at him and grinned (honestly, could she do nothing else in his precense?) and finished with, "Which is why you are as curious as you say you are, it's a weapon in your arsenal against life and 'all that'." She said using his own words to describe it.

Amaris reached the conclusion that she liked this Brandin Faye. She couldn't quite put her finger on why, but he was so thought-provoking, she felt she needed more people like that in her life, she was bored quite easily, and not once had she been bored in this entire conversation. Now he would never know that, but she--in her own mind-- paid him a great compliment.

She waved off his question about being too forward with a lazy wave of her hand and instead chose to reply with ". . .Yes he was an idiot wasn't he?" she laughed, and she wasn't even sure what she was laughing it. It could have been at his intuitive manner, or the situation in Spain, or the fact that Brandin had just given Bradley Cox the perfect adjective and he didn't even know a pinch of the information. Oh yes, she definitely liked Brandin Faye. And surely it must be some miracle from the gods if she hadn't even taken into account his looks. . .progress!

"Actually, I quite enjoy the rain." and the thunder, and the lightning. . . but she couldn't tell him everything about her in one meeting. . .she subconsciously wanted to guarantee the possibility of a second meeting. "But I suspect you already knew that didn't you?" Another grin, dammit, she couldn't keep them off her face. That did it, she reached another lovely conclusion.

Mr. Brandin Faye was contagious.
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Rather more than mildly amused now, Brandin allowed his grin to widen slightly. It was incredible how at ease he was with the entire conversation, as opposed to how others may be in his position, or indeed- hers. She seemed to be grinning as he did, however, so he didn't see a problem with grinning wider. Indeed, as he'd often thought, laughter and smiles were rather more enjoyable than attaching yourself and hurting in any case.

"Ah, I see your point." Intriguing; she did make a good point. "Although as you said, survival, I find, is a necessity. There's so much more achievable than simply surviving. The difference between living and existing, I suppose one might say."

And he paused to take another sip of his coffee. There were a lot of ways he could go with that. A lot worth doing, a lot worth achieving...a lot that he could devote time too. Immortality was proven to exist, but after all, who wanted to suck blood for a living? That wasn't living. That was existing.

And Brandin Faye would far rather live, than exist. He wanted to do something with his life, something...worthwhile. The world was, after all, in a right state, and if one possessed the intelligence to help, as he did, as Catalina did, as Caleb did, and as he suspected that Amaris did- they should. Anyone who did otherwise? Was simply wasting their time, and he considered that to be a high crime.

Laughing at her amused and pointed question, his eyes flashed a few times as he blinked. "And now , how could I have known that? Although if you like the rain..." He tilted his head and looked at her for a moment. "Would I be correct in thinking you therefore enjoy storms?"

It would fit.

Amaris seemed to be something of a storm herself.
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Well one thing was certain, no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to erase his grin from her memory. And that thought bothered her a little. It was such an odd reaction, then again everything in this current situation was odd. And yet he kept on grinning, so surely the fact that it was indeed pretty odd didn't matter at all. . .at least she hoped. Odd was definitely better than ordinary and boring.

"Ahh, touche." She said inclining her head to acknowlege that he made a valid point. But she was after all Amaris Tudor, and to just back away without a battle was definitely not her style. "Although...the line between living and existing is very fine, particularly because it all has to do with perspective. To you, someone who sits on a couch everyday an--oh let's say--plays wizard's chess, might seem like a complete waste of time. He could be doing something more worthy, hence, to you, he is just surviving. But from his point of view, this man is just doing what he loves, and he has no stress except on whether or not he can lead that pesky queen away from her king. He's doing what he loves, he is living."

She twirled the coffee straw in her hands, oh how she loved to test her wit. She hadn't done that in quite a while. Maybe Mr. Faye was right, maybe it was time for her to stop surviving, and start living. But of course, again, she wasn't going to tell him that. And right at that moment she realized how completely bored she was with her life, it was probably why she had joined the auror forces. Oh dear, I wonder what he would make of that piece of information. She chuckled softly before noticing that it seemed as though she was laughing at nothing so she stopped, and muttered an embarassed sorry.

Amaris raised her eyebrows at him. Knowing perfectly well that he was too intuitive to not have known. She shook her head; if he wanted to keep pretending than by all means,who was she to stop him from his fun?

"You would be correct, yes, I do." she said and sighed. She was very rapidly becoming too easy to read, and she didn't enjoy that at all.

"You know I'm beginning to think that nothing suprises you Mr. Faye. . ."

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With the same slightly odd, amused grin, Brandin opened his mouth to respond, before hearing the loudspeaker go.

Thrown, he closed his mouth through the shaky recitation of the clearly scared Acolyte, and blinked. "Well, Amaris, I would like to say that I had been expecting that...but in all honesty, I had not been."

Interesting.

He presumed this meant that the antidote had either been found -which, he would consider as highly good news (not to mention the whole "about time" thing)- the culprit, perhaps (which he also would consider highly good news) had been discovered, or even a sort of lead. He didn't want to go with the possibility for bad news. The...idea that the victims had died.

No. No, they couldn't have. Abi...no. Not possible.

"Would you perhaps be interested in going down with me?"
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Amaris' eyebrows raised in concern as a voice over the intercom instructed all non-patients to report to the lobby. A million and one thoughts rushed through her head at the same time. And all of them were horribly pessimistic. Because honestly, if it was good news surely they would have thrown a parade. . .or set off fireworks or something of the other. They certainly wouldn't have been called "per the requests of the Aurors". All of a sudden she was reminded that she was on security.

She groaned in a very unlady-like fashion. She put her hand over her eyes and took a deep breath. She was supposed to be on security detail. . .and what was she doing? She was bantering in the cafeteria. True it was possibly one of the best conversation of her life but still. . . They should just fire her right now. It wasn't as though she actually felt like part of the force. . .and that thought saddened her even more.

"You and me both Brandin." she said shaking her head and backing away her chair in order to stand up. But in reality she didn't know what to do, should she excuse herself? Because well they were called to the same place after all.

Ugh, I feel like a dog summoned by the whistle of it's owner she thought

Clearly she went back to her previous mood.

Amaris didn't think she could reach the lobby without going mad all by herself. Which is why she was immensily thankful that Brandin had offered to accompany her down. . .well not really offered, inquired, whatever.

She nodded her response, not trusting her voice at that particular moment. And honestly, by the sudden change in Brandin's character, she guessed he was having a little bit of trouble mainting his composure as well. Except, as she had already guessed, he was a brilliant actor. Lucky...
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Lara couldn't get her head around it, she didn't want to. She'd just witness Amaris giving birth right before her eyes and those of the people that had still remained in the ballroom at Bledow Manor. She'd just witnessed labor for the very first time in her life - the pain, the cries, the gore - the reality of it. And it had scared her.

The reality that that was what she'd be going through in four months time, had hit her as she listened to Amaris bring her baby girl into the world, like a tonne of bricks. Lara was petrified. She couldn't do that! She was sure she wasn't strong enough... brave enough. She wanted her baby so, so much but the idea of going through the labor...

She'd spent much of the labor with her back turned to the sight, unable to block her ears from the sounds. When the baby girl hadn't cried and Amaris had cracked, Lara's heart went out to her, even though the baby was still alive and breathing, if weakly by the sounds of what Gabe had said. She couldn't handle something like that either.

When Will had come to her, to take her with him to St Mungo's to wait with him while he helped out, Larahad stood shakily, pale and unable to bring herself to say anything and had let him apparate her away. When he'd pointed her in the direction of the cafeteria, suggestion she get a hot drink, Lara had just nodded numbly, making her way down to the cafe and quietly ordering a hot chocolate. She'd barely eaten all weekend but suddenly she wasn't hungry. Even sat at an empty table at the back of the cafeteria, she was merely sat, distractedly stirring her chocolate.
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Finding Lara in the cafeteria, Will moved to her slowly. No sooner had he shown up with Gabe and Amaris, he stayed only until people who were on duty took over. But once he had parted ways, Will made a bee line fore the bathroom. He lost his nerve and felt that overwhelming nausea. That's what Lara was going to go through. He hated imagining normal people doing it, but his own girlfriend didn't deserve that. The weird part though was Will never reacted this way to birth before, it was only when he saw Lara that he lost it.

Finally making it to the table, Will rested his head on the cool melomine, anything to make him feel normal faster.
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So lost was Lara in her panicked thoughts, it took her a moment or two to realize that Will had joined her. That he was sat resting wtih his head on the table looking just as sick and pale as she felt.

Lara watched him warily, afraid to speak. It was rare he let her see him in such a moment of weakness and a thousand thoughts were going through her head. He looked so pale... nauseous. He was meant to be the Acolyte. He dealt with things like labor on a regular basis, right?

He wasn't going to be the one doing the pushing come May, giving birth to a baby. He just had to stand there and hold her hand! Still, seeing it all for real had been what made it all real for her... maybe it had done the same for him...

"Will, I... I can't...." Lara stuttered, eyes locked on her hot chocolate. "I can't do that. I'm scared." Despite often jokingly being compared to an eighty year old by Will, Lara suddenly felt like scared child. It all seemed far too daunting to her.
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After letting Lara's looks and comments brush over him like a feather for a good five minutes, Will looked up only when he felt like he wasn't going to puke again. "There's things that will put you at ease. We'll get you an epidural and that way you won't feel the pain of the contractions, just the pressure." He tried explaining, he didn't want Lara cut open, so a c-section was out of the question. Not that he'd offer her it as an option. "And the baby is okay, Leslie got her hooked up in NICU. She'll be hanging out for a while, but the girls in NICU, they're all very good.
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5 Reasons I should accept Lara and the baby:
1) I am madly in love with her still
2) It is my baby after all
3) I am willing to pay child support, so why not go one step further and be a dad to the baby?
4) I am hurting Lara more than helping her
5) Did I mention I am madly in love with her and she is always on my mind?
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Will did not look good when he looked up. His words though did not put her at ease. She still worried, was still pale and scared of what was to come. She wasn't convinced. "Does an epidural really work? Ama looked to be in so much pain..." The most pain Lara hd experience was breaking her arm when she was seven and getting the rose scar on her hand in the maze.

"I never though about the labor. I just throught of the pregnacy and holding the baby afterwards. What if something goes wrong?" That was certainly a worry and Lara lifted her round eyed gaze to meet Will's.

"The baby's okay? She's going to live?" Lara felt relief at the news. "And Ama? How is she? Is she doing okay?"
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Nodding, and getting exasperated with all the baby talk, Will replied. "She had a mild pain killer, if she took it at all, because it was too late for an epidural." The tone in his voice reflected that boredom and the annoyance the subject of babies had for him. But rather than dropping the subject, Lara continued. "You wil get through it, billions of women before you have had children in this world! And if something goes wrong, we deal with it then, not now. Why count the babies before they're born?" He asked then returned his head to the table as the room started spinning slowly again.

When she asked of the baby and her friend Will shrugged. "She's in good hands, there's no reason for her to not survive. at her stage most babies can survive. And Ama is a little crazy, so when she's lucid again, she will have her daughter." Will reassured Lara and closed his eyes slightly.
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5 Reasons I should accept Lara and the baby:
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2) It is my baby after all
3) I am willing to pay child support, so why not go one step further and be a dad to the baby?
4) I am hurting Lara more than helping her
5) Did I mention I am madly in love with her and she is always on my mind?
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The tone with which Will replied had Lara eyeing him warily a little hurt as realisation set in. He was exasperated as he spoke bored, annoyed... And they were talking about babies, the future birth of their baby as well as Ama's. She felt a knot forming in the pit of her stomach. She was sat there petrified, never having had to deal with the sight of labor before and here he was being factual and basically dismissing the topic of conversation as if she was being stupid!

"You really don't want to talk about our baby, do you?" Lara's voice was low, hurt, almost accusing. "Look, I'm sorry we seems to react to things in different ways and worry about different things. I'm sorry I like to voice my worries and talk, rather than bottle them up and let them eat away at me." She moved to take a sip of her hot chocolate, cringing as she noted it had gome cold.

"I've never been around children and babies before this last few months. I don't know what I'm doing and seeing Ama give birth there brought it all home for me." Lara got up grabbing her purse. "And it scared me... and by the looks of it, it scared you too and still you don't want to talk." Her voice was shaking as she pushed past her chair and made her way up to the counter to buy another cup of hot chocolate.
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Once Lara got up to get a new drink, he threw her other cup I the garbage with more force than he intended. He was not angry, just frustrated at this point. "You're right, I don't, because that's the ONLY thing we talk about now, Lara. I may have screwed up badly by getting you pregnant, but I don't want it to consume my life before it is even alive!" he felt like slamming his face repeatedly against the table. "So what if I don't want to talk? We've been together almost a year, and only now you're piecing together that I don't like talking about things?!" He asked, almost genuinely surprised she never caught on before.
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3) I am willing to pay child support, so why not go one step further and be a dad to the baby?
4) I am hurting Lara more than helping her
5) Did I mention I am madly in love with her and she is always on my mind?
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Lara watching Will throw her cup in the bin as she made her way back to the table, the force at which he threw it. She didn't sit down. "I don't see you offering any alternative topics either, Will." Her tone was hurt, taken aback. His words had hit her like a slap in the face.

"I'm quite happy to talk about other things but the baby, we could go out, we could do stuff but that doesn't cover up the fact that I cant remember one real instance when you wanted to talk about the baby at all." That and following what happened in the stable she was pretty much treading eggshells around him, scared she was going to say or do something that would make him clam up, or react.

"I don't know what I can or cannot say any more. If the baby kicks, do I say anything? If I have a craving for cold chinese, am I allowed to mention it? Do I say anything if I start getting those cramps again? Because I don't know." And she had... once or twice recently. But hadn't said anything because last time she'd just been told to go home and rest.

"You didn't screw up anything by getting me pregnant. I want this baby." She wasnt meant to get stressed but that really didnt seem to matter. "There's nothing wrong with not wanting to talk. I never said there was but it'd be nice to know where I stood once in while. Might stop me jumping to conclusions and making accusations."

His final words stung, made her feel small. He'd said he didn't like talking about things early on in their relationship but she thought at least the closer they grew and the more they got to know each other that he might start to open up more.

Lara's tone was quiet and a little hurt as she reach past him for her bag which she had accio'd before leaving the manor. "I know you don't and you should know by now I wouldn't laugh or tell anyone if you wanted to talk." She dropped her fresh cup into the bin with the first, no longer thirsty. "You haven't pieced together the fact that I'm not strong like you. Sometimes I need someone to talk to."

Shrugging her bag up onto her shoulder, turned headed towards the cafeteria exit, pale and shaking after the exursion of the argument.

Lara started her way to the exit of the cafe... had every intention of leaving and just going home. Heard the words of their conversation circling around in her head...the conversations of the last few months. Not conversations. Mostly arguments and she felt a knot forming in the pit of her stomach. She loved Will, she didn't it to be just one argument after the other, and that's what it had turned into.

She drew to haltjust shy of the cafeteria door, back still to Will and let the bag drop to her side, eyes don cast voice low and careful. "I'm sorry.... I didn't mean that to come out like that, so harsh. It's the hormo..." She trailed off. He didn't want to talk about the baby, she wouldn't. "I'm sorry, Will. I just dont want us to be fighting all the time. I won't talk about the baby, we can talk about other things but... we need to do stuff, to have things to talke about. We need to go out, hang out... Stuff." But what, Lara didnt know. "We've been together nearly a year and we've hit a rut."
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