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"Yes, let's go home..." Eirnae agrees, sliding an arm underneath of Lenore to help her up and off of the table. "Thank you for your time, Dr. Kamiki," she makes sure to offer before she sets all of her attention on helping Lenore to get off of the table entirely. "There, dear...easy as we go," she murmurs softly, her hands as gentle as the hushed tone of her voice.

Alimus takes this as his cue to get back home, and as soon as possible. He turns and noses open the door leading out into the lobby, dashing out of the room only to disappear into the shadow of the check-in counter.

Shina scoops up Vinyn as Lenore moves, the toddler having been by Lenore's lap during the examination. "We'll meet you at the house, dear mothers," Shina says with a smile before also leaving, pausing only to hold the door open for her two parents.

Eirnae gathers up Lenore into her arms, quite literally scooping her beloved off of her feet to carry her to Firi's side. "It's alright, dear, I assumed as well. Perhaps we need not get rid of all of the things we both have bought, as the dolls are uni-sex...and the clothes we can save for next time." She smiles teasingly at Lenore as she lifts her up to slide her into the saddle on Firi's back.

She soon settles into the saddle behind Lenore much as before, wrapping an arm around Lenore's waist as her right hand goes for the reins. "Home, Firi," she instructs the pegasus, who swiftly turns and takes off down the road.

The journey is as short as the last time, the trio coming within sight of the site destined for the house on their way back to the portal that would lead into the dimension for the cottage. "Lenore," Eirnae asks against the wind, "Do you see someone down there?" She strains to better see if she's right about the hazy and distant figure of Flaeymes by the house site, "I think I do, I'm not sure though."

"I think so, too!" Eirnae replies, kneeing Firi gently to guide the pegasus to alter her course and head down towards the construction site, which Firi complies to readily.

"I wonder who it is?" Eirnae continues against the now fiercer wind, her words being swept away from her lips the moment they leave them.

July 7, 2004

I cannot help but feel badly for Lenore, though I try not to show pity. That is the last thing my lady needs right now, believe me. That and I'm not interested in becoming fast friends with the couch.

Once I got home from checking on the Preservation Center, my afternoon was full of back rubs, ankle rubs, and belly rubs. I'm just glad Calavel and I were able to work together to come up with a herbal mixture to add to the lotion Lenore uses to avoid stretch marks. It should enhance the effectiveness of the lotion, not to mention the blend of vitamins for both Lenore and the baby. My little way of avoiding asking Lenore to give up her sweets, or present her with actual pills.

Not to mention that we just got home from shopping. I'm glad that I've kept up my training, as those bags were heavy. Thank the Lady for Shina and Nyoka offering to help carry some in and put away the groceries. I can only hope that they want to be this helpful after the baby arrives.

Oh yes, did I mention that we are having a BOY? A little boy! I never would have guessed it, but we are! I find myself to be excited, despite all of the challenges this will present.

Now what in the hells are we going to name the little one?

~ Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar

Comes storming into the bedroom, Alimus and Ahlian darting the heck out of her way as she passes through the hallway. "Yes?" she asks anxiously once she gets inside the doorway, knowing that Lenore doesn't often use that tone unless there is a reason for it.

Other than chocolate, that is.

Or maybe papayas.

Eirnae blinks once, a thousand thoughts going through her head at once. However, before she can utter a single word, the winged Eira flies straight past the dumbfounded moon elf to hover just above Lenore's head.

"Is 'Nore having kit now? 'Nore having kit now? Is she, is she, is she?" Eira squeals as she cups her paws together, flitting about in an excited circle above the embarassed Lenore.

"Eira, calm down!" Eirnae squeaks, groaning at her voice changing so drastically due to her intense emotions right now. She coughs, clearing her throat before she tries again, "Calm down, Eira. Now..." she walks into the bedroom to get to Lenore's side, sliding an arm underneath her lady's shoulders as she says soothingly in elven, "Let's get you sitting up so you can get dressed to go to the hospital, love. Don't worry about a thing. We have the blankets, chocolate, water, and herbs ready, remember?"

"No cry, 'Nore! Eira no like see 'Nore cry!" Eira cries, winging down to perch on Lenore's shoulder to rub her fuzzy face against Lenore's cheek. "Eira go with 'Nore, protect 'Nore from pain!"

'As if that is possible,' Eirnae mentally grumps. "Yes, you can go with as long as you stay low and calm, Eira," she comments, getting Lenore sitting up with effort. 'Alimus,' Eirnae sends to her shadow companion, 'Please make the preparations for the birthing?'

'Of course, Eirnae,' he responds, already in the middle of doing what she requested. The shadow jaguar is currently in his elven form, as having opposable thumbs is best when one is gathering up items and putting them by the front door in Eirnae's 'Heward's Handy Haversack'. Most of what had been planned for this event was already within the bag, but the chilled water bottles had been kept in the fridge till the last minute, along with the vitamin enriched chocloate creampuffs.

He had already shooed Shina off to go and visit Cyoro, Braeden, and the twins once he suspected that something was up. Shina protested, as she also had an inkling as to what was going on, but she decided that if this is what her family needed to be done, then it was for the best. She took Vinyn with her for the visit, as well as her companions Daedrim, Ruatae, and her adopted son Nyual.

Eirnae grumbles under her breath, darting forward to support Lenore's upper body is her arms. "Love, I'm here to help you. Don't try to walk on your own for now, alright?" Her voice is steeped with concern, her brows furrowed to either side of the dark blue gem between them.

Eira, not to be outdone, zips over and lands on top of Eirnae's head. "Bad idea! Bad idea! Let 'Nae help 'Nore! Eira help too!" she announces before she flutters off of Eirnae's head before the shadowdancer can reply. She zooms into the closet to grab at the gift Eirnae has been saving, a shimmering set of wedding rings secured to a black silk pillow.

Eirnae blinks, then audibly groans, "Eira...not NOW, you fiendish Mii!"

Eira droops, though somehow manages to stay in the air, "Rings not make 'Nore feel better?"

Eirnae wants to smack her left hand over her forehead, but both hands (and arms, for that matter) are currently busy holding up Lenore. "The timing could be better," she grumbles to her Mii, for the briefest of moments wishing she had never requested Eira to be born.

"Yes, to the clinic," Eirnae replies softly, encouraging Lenore to lean against her as they head for the bedroom doorway. Eirnae pauses once they reach the door frame, turning to smile at Eira and Ahlian. Both had stayed still, not sure of what to do next, an amazing feat for both.

"Well, ladies? Coming or not?" Eirnae asks teasingly, "We'll need both of you, of course. Your help is greatly appreci..." She doesn't get any further with her words, as once she said 'Coming' Eira squealed with glee and zipped through the air to hug Eirnae's head, covering up the moon elf's face with her fuzzy body while the Mii's tiny silver locket smacks Eirnae between the eyes.

Delightful.

Eirnae turns and doesn't even attempt to pry her Mii off of her face, as her arms are again rather busy already. She doesn't stumble, as she went through complete darkness training before receiving her dark vision, though having Eira glomped about her head is rather discerning. Luckily Eira gets the idea that hugging EIrnae's head isn't necessarily the best thing to do, especially right now, so she lets go and flits to sit on Eirnae's head instead.

Ahlian chuckles before grabbing the garment bag with Lenore's secondary outfit, closing the closet doors after. She follows the odd trio at a safe distance, just in case the group ahead of her makes any quick stops.