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 Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:12 pm
*He sits up a bit and lifts her with him* Indeed. Zio can easily watch out for them when they leave the room. It can be programmed to transport them back here should they become endangered. It will not take them too long to adapt to the stairs if they can walk*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:17 pm
*Nana chuckles nervously when she sits up with Mastema, pondering over something*
^^;
I hope so. Hmm... I wonder if they'll be like me, and get dizzy when teleported.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:25 pm
*He chuckles* Only one way to know for sure. However, it will be best if I just ascertain that they will be transported to a soft surface. Also, I believe Thanatos will be leaving the citadel again soon. After that he will not return until the new barrier is prepared to rise
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:28 pm
*Nana nods lightly*
--__--
Yes, that would be best, and safest.
>.>
Leaving again? Well he also has his life to live too doesn't he? I'll miss him, as always. I hope he'll be well.
((5000th guild post, huzzah! 4laugh ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:37 pm
Perhaps he will pay a visit before departing, though it seems he may not. Now...*He grins and looks to the cribs* Perhaps they should be let out before they begin waling again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:41 pm
^^
Indeed.
*Nana slides to the edge of the bed, then once off walks inbetween Trilla and Eecheb's cribs. She could see Micha was asleep, and smiles lightly*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:46 pm
*Mastema stands up as well, staring at his palm for a moment, before closing his hand and walking over to the trio of cribs*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:51 pm
*Nana decides to pick up Eecheb first, since he had bumped his head the other day, and would probably benefit from a little extra attention from her*
^^
Hello Eecheb, are you all better today?
*There was a little red spot from where he had bonked his head, but it would quickly fade*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:58 pm
*He watches Nana and Eecheb, while moving over to the side of Trilla's crib, his forearm resting against the rim. Since she was standing at the crib wall, she was right by him. After a few moments, he looks down at her and gently places his hand on top of her head*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:06 pm
*Nana continues to tend to Eecheb, one crib over while Trilla smiles broadly and holds onto Mastema's hand with both of her own*
Trilla: whee Nnn... heart
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:12 pm
*He chuckles at the girl and moves his hand along to her whim. He wasn't exactly afraid of her doing anything to him* Hmm...
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:20 pm
*Trilla uses Mastema's hand to steady herself so she could stand away from the crib wall. It doesn't quite work though, as no more than five seconds later she's on her rump again at the bottom of her crib*
Trilla: @.# . . .
*The child shakes her head then looks around to see she'd shrunk to the crib bottom again*
Trilla: >.> ?
Trilla: <.< ?
*Finally Trilla looks back up to Mastema. She didn't seem hurt any, just slightly shorter than she was a moment before*
Trilla: .__.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:24 pm
*He grinned a little* Not quite, but better. *He reached into the crib, put his hand under Trilla's shoulders, and gently lifted her back to her feet. When she was on her feet, he relaxes his hands a bit, so that she was still standing on her feet but had his hands for support*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:35 pm
*Trilla blinks a few times; at least she was up on her feet again. Eecheb was enjoying the extra attention he was getting, as he was quite relaxed in Nana's arms*
Trilla: .__.
*At least without fear of fallng for the moment, Trilla could take a little look around, though nothing in the room was really new now. Just the red eyed man she called papa, from time to time. When ever she said it, then he'd give some attention, so the word must have been magic. Perhaps new words would get different reactions, she'd have to listen to both the big people speak then try mimicing them later on*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:40 pm
*Mastema slowly moves one of his hands away, leaving his right to support Trilla. He hoped that she would better adjust to her own sense of balance slowly when support was gradually removed*
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