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 Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 8:01 am
Oh no...
Melody hopes she feels better! gonk But she also accompanies her sympathy with an undertone of optimism-- the doctors here in Gaia, she knows, are nothing short of miracle-workers. She has no doubt at all that Baikou will be just fine. 3nodding
And that time Hitsuga has mentioned, Melody thinks with another wince, may be closer than he thinks--
...Boyue DID bring a watch, right?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:51 am
Boyue hopes that Hitsuga's friend feels better soon as well. Boyue is feeling all right. He trusts Melody completely, really. It's just all these other emotions and thoughts and stuff projecting themselves around and voices and bodies that are making him a little...worrisome. But if Melody says she is okay...
Well, yes, he brought a watch. He's been very careful to make sure he brings one everywhere just in case he needs it. Is Melody all right? She seems like she is in some pain?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:56 am
Oh, Melody answers, it's probably nothing. But Aunt Luna advised her to time the c--
She trails off suddenly. Well. No sense alarming her husband with the c-word until she's absolutely sure.
Melody just needs to borrow his watch for a bit, just to make sure everything's normal! 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:51 am
Does Melody need to go to the doctor? Is she sure everything is okay? What about the babies, are they okay? He wants to be sure, that's all. He's not panicking or anything. At least, not yet. He's just afraid of Melody's pain being a bad thing.
He hands her the watch, keeping an eye on her and waiting for any signs that something might be wrong. Does Melody need a drink? maybe that will help settle the babies down? Some water or punch or something?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:05 am
No, no, no no no no no!
Melody raises her hands defensively, a giggle escaping her lips. Silly Boyue, worrying over nothing bad! Because it is just that! Nothing bad!
(Maybe, just maybe, she thinks, in avoiding one problem, she ran headfirst into another...)
It would be too early to go to the doctor! Far, far, FAR too early! Auntie Luna SAID, contractions (There! She used the dreaded c-word!) five minutes apart, for a minute at a time. And Melody can tell Boyue right now that it's HOURS away from that!
Buuuuuuut~ Melody~ thinks~ that~ was~ a~ real~ one~! blaugh heart
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:09 am
About three thousand thoughts and emotions flooded through Boyue all at once before he managed to squelch some of them. Babies?!! Now?!! Soon?!!
He let Melody's words sink in, though his heart was fluttering with excitement. Okay, not too soon. But, soon! Was his Melody okay? Did she need anything? Could he help her with the ouchies somehow? He hoped it wouldn't be too long! He didn't want Melody to be in pain for a long time. That could get very tedious very quickly, for her. Besides, the waiting....Boyue might die of anticipation!
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:16 am
We-ell, Melody could use a glass of water...
But she doesn't know for sure yet! She doesn't know! This could all be just...
Just....
...
She isn't even fooling herself. Suddenly overcome with giddiness, Melody can't help but clap her hands together and SQUEAL.
Hitsuhitsuhitsugrandpasetsusetsumissrikarika! Chibis!
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:19 am
Boyue grabs Melody and hugs her tightly (though not too tightly, he doesn't want to squeeze the tummy and have babies pop out or anything) letting himself enjoy her squee and adding a little one of his own.
Then, he tilts his head, looking at Hitsuga, wondering if he would like to go with Boyue to get a glass of water for Melody and himself and anybody else who maybe would like some?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:24 am
Shaking himself out of the thoughts he was somehow able to have amidst the din of everything else, wondering if maybe he had made a mistake in leaving Baikou by herself, Hitsuga's attention is now fully and immediately drawn to Melody's sudden and unbridled joy.
Ch-Chib--
Now?? eek
He doesn't have time to linger on the thought before Boyue's question pierces the shock before it can fully settle in.
He....yes....of course, he'll help Master Boyue...and...and....
He visibly is attempting to bite off anxieties before they can stir, reasoning telling him that if, indeed, the parents themselves are not panicking, it will do HIM no good to panic for them...
Deep breath. Exhale.
Yes. He'll go. sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:28 am
It's fine, Melody assures Hitsuga. At this point, they can't do anything but wait anyway. And besides. Prom is the absolute PERFECT distraction. Melody thinks they could probably stay another hour or two before going home to rest up for a long day ahead of them, right?
But. More importantly-- drinks!
Be careful, now! Don't talk to strangers, look both ways before crossing the dance stage, and Melody wants ice!
... whee
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:31 am
Boyue decides to take the lead for once and heads off, trusting that Hitsuga will be close on his heels. CHIBIS! BABIES! TIME! Distraction, ha! He knows already his mind is going to be on one thing all night, especially with his Melody wincing in pain all the time! Well, not all the time, but still, pain! And he's not sure -how- she's going to be able to sleep with contractions going on...
He picks up a glass filled with ice and pours the water into it, getting another for himself-- he needs to keep hydrated so he doesn't pass out or anything before the babies come. BABIES. SOON.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:39 am
Hitsuga does, indeed, follow closely after Boyue, the flutter of the younger man's anxiety, excitement, joy, and dread all perfectly perceptible to the perfumer.
He is....he is sure that everything will be fine, he offers Boyue privately, for all the good it will do, fetching up a pair of glasses of ice himself.
Though...he supposes he is not one to talk. If he were in Master Boyue's situation, it goes without saying he would be acting thus. sweatdrop Have he and Melody thought of names...? He ventures.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:51 am
Boyue nods. He knows everything will be fine, really, deep down. He's just...excited! And worried. And wishes Melody didn't have to be in so much pain for it. But glad that it will soon be over with and the babies will be here!
They have a name for a girl-- Tsubaki. They are pretty sure they are going with Eiji for a boy as well. But they only have one of each, so if they have two boys or two girls, they are going to be in trouble!
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 12:37 pm
Hitsuga thinks those are fine names, and he very much hopes it works out in their favor...
But its good that it will be over soon, and he can only imagine the relief it must bring. Melody and her father both have talked of how eager they are to meet the children. And Melody has told Hitsuga that she knows Boyue will be a fine father.
The mental banter is mainly to keep the both of them occupied. If they're talking, after all, it gives them less room to fall to worry. Waiting for Boyue to finish with the water, Hitsu picks up the pitcher next to fill his cups, casting a look over his shoulder through the churning bodies, synthetic fog, and flashing lights to ensure everything is still all right where they'd last left Melody, Setsushi, and Rika.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 12:42 pm
Melody, at the moment, is staring at Boyue's watch with an intense look of concentration on her face-- one she is, admittedly, relieved Boyue isn't around to see.
As the seconds tick by, she finally lets out a breath she doesn't realize she's holding and makes a mental note of the time.
Eeeeeasy, Melody. No point in counting EVERY one. Just enough to establish a pattern.
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