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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:33 pm
The baby cues continously as it felt something pick him up. His curious eyes look about the veil, hoping to see what the person looked like.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:37 pm
9 slowly pulled back the veil, ready for it to be a trick. As she looked down at the child she smiled softly.
"SO your name is david..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:40 pm
He gave her a baby like smile of joy. His curious eyes looking at all her facial features as he reached out to grab her. His short blonde hair neatly combed to the side, and his bright blue eyes wanting to see his new mommy.
A mythril elven dirk sat next to him in a leather sheathe. Runes engraved at the bottom of the blade. He smiled as he started fiddling with the golden pommel on the handle. But he began to become tired and drifted to sleep soundly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:42 pm
<[ Hearing a high pitched wailing, he shifts around on the floor where he lay. He gets up with the help of his polearm. Once at his full height of a mere 5 feet, he stretches, and curses himself for falling asleep on his back, as his wing-armors have left indents/cuts in his skin. ]> What's that noise? <[ He walks over to where the lady was standing with the baby. ]> Going out for a walk with the baby?
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:42 pm
9 slowly pulled him form the backet and held him in her arms for a few minutes before putting him back
"Great... just great... a kid."
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:48 pm
Second Life <[ Hearing a high pitched wailing, he shifts around on the floor where he lay. He gets up with the help of his polearm. Once at his full height of a mere 5 feet, he stretches, and curses himself for falling asleep on his back, as his wing-armors have left indents/cuts in his skin. ]> What's that noise? <[ He walks over to where the lady was standing with the baby. ]> Going out for a walk with the baby? She laughed softly "Its not my kid...." She replied. "I don't think I've seen you around here... I'm 9-lives and you are?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:52 pm
Second Life...Life for short. I needed a place to stay yesterday so Moku and the green-haired guy said there's a place to stay on the third floor...so I guess I moved in? <[ He looks into the basket, then he says with a quiet voice: ]> Ai no...methinks he's an Arian...that can't be good.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 12:58 pm
"Welcome to the guild. I would rather you stay on teh second floor. But if you want to stay on the third then that's fine with me. SO you want a baby?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:02 pm
Yay for heights...Baby? No thanks...not much of a nurturer...don't have the breasts for it. Nor the patience, or the "anti-wailing" ear-guards. Is there anybody else who doesn't have a baby here?
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:03 pm
The baby immediately awoke from his slumber and started screaming loudly. It's arms flailing about, reaching to grab 9's shirt. His eyes shut and his mouth wide open.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:05 pm
"Phi is going to have a child soon and then there is this one."
9 picked up the crying baby and held him inher arms. She looked unsure as she started rocking him, trying to get him to stop crying.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:08 pm
He kept screaming for a little bit longer but finally after about forty more seconds, he stopped and just stared up at her with his almond shaped blue eyes and his pointed ears twitching slightly as he bit his lip gently, holding one arm close to his chest and the other reaching out to grab her nose.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:15 pm
*cali walks into the Dojo* Hi
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2004 1:17 pm
The baby boy looked over at Calimage and coed with a spit bubbles in his mouth and he wiggled around in 9's arms.
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