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 Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:44 pm
* A guard emerged up behind Ali with a old and bloodsplattered chainsaw, tapping him on the shoulder to get his lords attention and then handing it to him. Ali smirked as he saw four of the other guards coming with the doctors that had been responsible for Amara. Then he pulled the cord and started the chainsaw like a angry wasp.* Good, i'll be back in a few seconds.* The guards stepped inside and closed the door behind them, a good thing the baby's room was soundproof.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:49 pm
She smirked slightly at Ali and then turned her attention back her to her little boy. She sighed slightly and ran a finger along his soft forehead then down his rosey cheeks. She pulled up a shair and sat next to the crib, thinking of a name.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:54 pm
* A few minutes passed before Ali wandered inside again, tossing the bloodstained Chainsaw over to one of the guards and ordering them out. One of them couldn't help but puke by the sight of what was now in the corridor, obviously a rookie.* I guess i'll tell their family they had a accident at work
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 2:57 pm
"I have no sympathy for them, they deserved it."
Her eyes were fixed on her little boy at the moment, a soft smile on her face as she extender her hand towards him and his small hand wrapped around her little finger.
"What should i call him..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:00 pm
Meatloaf?* Ali was horrible with nameing children, usualy giving them names that were more suited to a dog...or dinner.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:03 pm
She laughed slightly at Ali and then looked at the beaming green eyes that stared up at her.
"Lucian... After my father."
She said finall, a smile forming on her face as she stood and slowly slid her hands under him, picking him up being very carefull that she was supporting his head.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:07 pm
* Ali rolled his eyes abit, In his opinion that was a horrible name. Most because the "Lucians" he had met were idiots who only were after p***y and booze, If he child turned out that way Ali might have had second thoughts about nurturing it in the first place.* Dreadful name but it's your kid.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:10 pm
She sighed and turned to him, holding her child close.
"No, he won't turn into a man like that Ali, i won't let him, and you know it. My father was a respectable man... and this boy will grow up to respect women and to be a great fighter."
She smiled and pulled the blanket that was wrapped around him a little tighter, making sure he was warm. Lucian giggled slightly as he grabbed hold on Amara's little finger again as she pulled the blanket.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:13 pm
Whatever, we'll wait until he hits puberty.* Ali crossed his arms and just watched them, drops of blood falling from his fingertips and staining the green carpet below.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:16 pm
She laughed slightly and then peered to Ali.
"You know... you're more of the father than anyone else... since Mack was made from you..."
She sighed at the fact that she had just thought of, and then giggled once more.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:20 pm
More like a uncle* Bah!, Ali had enough kids to worry about. he didn't need another. 17 were enough.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:22 pm
She smiled and nodded.
"Yes i suppose... No being the 'cool' uncle who suggests positions to try when he hits puperty though."
Her gaze hit him steadily.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:25 pm
I won't, i'll provide him with girls and he can discover that on his own* Ali let out a small laugh, as he thought it over the more appeling the idea sounded. He'd do it just to tick Amara off.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:27 pm
She let out a long sigh.
"I can imagin you two being inseperable when he hit's that age... you setting him up with a different girl each day."
Smiling at him, she turned her attention back to the infant that lay in her arms who had fallen asleep. Slowly she slid her finger out of his grasp and help him closer.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 3:30 pm
I'd rather have no part in his life at all* His tone went serious again, if he did want to be a part of his life he himself would have kept it instead off putting it up from adoption. His choice still stood, It was lucky he even bothered to nurture him this far.*
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