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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 1:39 am
"Ahh, that is good, being aquainted with her will help in the long run I believe." If their elder sister knew of the lotuses, which he guessed that she probably did, then she might even know whose children they were. At least she did assuming there was a way for Aisha to share such information with her. Either way she was likely aware of them and would keep them safe. He couldn't see her calling Rishima to her to aid in helping one child only to forsake to others, it didn't seem like something such a kind woman would do. When Yaholo mentioned Eshe being present at his birth Rishima couldn't help but wonder if the woman was there for his own as well. It was something he'd have to ask his mother about one day. That day just wouldn't be today, the day was nearly over after all and here he was spending the night chatting with another like himself.
Giving a little smile he nodded, "I understand the feeling, it feels like not so long ago I was a bit of an overprotective shut in. My mother was so worried something might happen to me if she turned her back for even a moment." He murmured, knowing full well that she was actually right on that account. He had run away the moment she wasn't looking after all with the help of Jerarda. That was so long ago though or so it felt, so much had happened since then, more then one could even imagine.
Rishima's antennae gave a bit of a twitch again before he flushed, "I fear that perhaps I am a bit behind you, sister, while I am a warrior myself I can't say that I have really ever considered children." Though now that he was face to face with someone that had children on the way he couldn't help but to consider such a possibility. How odd that now it would be on his mind, "Perhaps one day." He wondered if it was something he should discuss with Gerraden or Jerarda, though he found himself wondering why he should think to talk with Gerraden about it, they were just friends after all. Something more for him to muse over he supposed, "What are your plans now that you have visited the lotuses?" He found himself asking his fellow sister, wondering if he meant to stick around the area until his children were born.
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 8:36 pm
"My father wasn't very protective," Yaholo mused, smirking to himself. "Unless you count the times he would pick me up and carry me home if it were growing too dark for his liking." He sighed. His childhood in Tale had been fun. Climbing trees, playing in the sand, making up stories, all before his father came to fetch him for dinner. It was a simple life, but not one he would soon go back to.
"Behind? Oh, no, take your time, Sister!" He exclaimed, shaking his head. "You shouldn't rush into something as big as this. It took me quite a long time until I felt I was ready. I mean, I had two little sisters to look after, and they have taught me pretty much all I need to know. But, even so, taking care of another life is a challenge, and, as a Massif, I know that well." He smiled, and gave another laugh at Rishima's question. "Go home, try my hardest to sleep, and wake up to repeat the process all over again. It's become my routine. So much to fuss over, so little time to do the fussing."
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 9:22 am
Rishima couldn't help but to give a bit of a chuckle, "I am sure that there will be a day when I am ready for such things, now is just not quite that time." There were so many other things going on at the moment, the war for instance, and that made it so that he was unable to even fathom such a step in his life, "Perhaps when the war is over." He mused, half to himself, wondering if it might be an option then. A tempting thought but not one that he was going to worry too hard over. He had to see how it went after all, who knew what might happen when Oba decided to start their invasion. If they were able to overcome, if he made it through, then maybe he'd think about going to Aisha he thought to himself in a hopeful manner.
"If you are in need to rest, sister, then you should get it. I will see to the safety of all of those on the Chibale Isles while you all sleep." He said in a gentle tone of voice, giving Yaholo a smile. He didn't mind in the least bit, protecting Yaholo's lotuses along with everyone else that he was looking after, "When you are able to do so you should speak with Eshe, let her know about your lotuses, I am sure that it would be for the best." Not to mention their elder sister would know for certain where the two mystery lotuses came from if Yaholo told her. It was a blessing from their mother so surely nobody could be that upset, not when Aisha so approved of Yaholo that she'd given him twins after all.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 2:47 pm
Yaholo nodded. Waiting until after the war was through would be the best thing for anyone looking to become a parent to do. You couldn't stop the babies that were coming right now, like his two, but waiting on bringing any more into the world until it was safe again was likely the best idea. He smiled and hoped that Rishima would so whatever he felt was best for his life, instead of focusing on pleasing everyone else around him. After all, how can you take care of someone else when you can't take care of yourself?
"Rest does sound nice..." He muttered, stifling a yawn. "I've been so worried about things at home and about my Lotuses that I've neglected to sleep properly. I'm sure I'll have no sleep when my babies arrive, so this isn't a good thing, but it's just so hard not to keep myself up with my thoughts." He yawned again, chuckling. "Forgive me, maybe I should start thinking about heading to bed now, actually."
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 9:05 pm
Rishima knew all about what it meant to go without sleep, he couldn't recall a night where he'd slept easily, not since the threat of war was made known. That he might be able to at least help someone else rest easy even if he was unable to do so himself meant a lot to him. Giving a smile he said, "Yes, from what I have seen at least they can be quite the handful." While he had none of his own he knew what it could be like after meeting the many younglings that tended to climb all over his radaku, Itzal. Little ones were quite a challenge indeed and he was sure that his sister would need much rest of he meant to be ready for the day the lotuses bloomed.
"There is nothing to forgive." He said, moving to pick up his weapon once more, "If you are in need of rest then it is best you get it. I on the other hand need to return to my patrolling, one never knows what is lurking out there, especially at night. I'd like to keep my eyes peeled a little longer." Giving Yaholo a nod of his head he said, "Take care of yourself, sister. Let's meet again one day, perhaps when things are a little more peaceful."
With that Rishima started back toward the trees that he'd come from. While it was a nice diversion to speak with another like himself, one both male and of mixed blood, he felt that itw as time for him to be on his way. He couldn't dally too long when he needed to see to his patrols.
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 9:20 pm
"Absolutely, when things are more... Peaceful." Yaholo yawned. He gave Rishima a smile as he turned to leave, and wandered to the side. It was wonderful to meet a like-minded individual like Rishima, someone who had similar ideals in life as he did. While he had taken the path of Blade unlike he had, they both believed in protecting their sisters and those they cared for from danger. It was good to know that there was a Sister out there that held that idea as close to his heart as he did.
He meandered the beach for a while before finally remembering where the path was, his mind growing groggier by the second, before he turned to gaze across the isle again. Perhaps he would let himself sleep in tomorrow, and put his trust in his Sister's words. He chuckled lightly at the thought as he wandered away. Nah, he knew himself all too well, he'd be back here first thing in the morning, and that's the way it was going to be.
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