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 Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 7:33 pm
Polie stood in front of a mirror in his room, standing side-ways to look at his reflection, running a hand along his bare chest and stomach. A small pout lined his lips as his hand rested over his stomach, rubbing it lightly. Lately he had been feeling nauseous, with mild stomach pains and unpredictable mood swings. To add to the list of things that were strange, his stomach as hard and swollen, as if he had been a glutton and ate all the food at dinner until his stomach was bloated and full of food, but the young boy didn't recall eating any dinner at all this night, or last night, or the night previous to last night. He only ate two small meals for breakfast and lunch, and even though the meals were entirely too small for his normal appetite, by the time dinner rolled around, he couldn't eat. When he tried, he paid a terrible price for it by staying awake all night, sicker than he had ever been in his entire life, by himself. Sometimes Nuwairah would be there to take care of him, and sometimes she would not- she was grown and had a life of her own now.
Polie pouted a bit more and attempted to suck his stomach in, quickly discovering that it had been a bad idea by the sharp pains such a simple action had caused. He groaned loudly and winced, placing both his hands against the lower portion of his stomach. The male, being as innocent as oblivious as he was, simply couldn't understand what was wrong. Perhaps he had caught some horrible form of illness, but nobody else in the house was getting sick. Faded told him she knew what was wrong, but when she had explained all the boy could do was laugh and remind her that she was just being silly, that boys couldn't carry babies.
The polar bear released a heavy, shaky sigh as he turned and moved sluggishly towards the bed. He lifted the covers at the very bottom of the bed and wiggled beneath them, burrowing under them and crawling until his head was outside of the covers at the top of the bed. The boy whimpered and grabbed one of his many pillows, hugging it against his body as he buried his face against it. "I want Darjilin..." he whimpered quietly into the pillow, as if the pillow could understand and comfort him. Alas, the pillow offered nothing. It was just a pillow, and responded with silence, just as a pillow should.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 7:38 pm
Darjilin strode down the hall. He'd been meaning to come see his dear Polie, and finally found were he lived. He went towards the door, hoping Polie was all right. When he reached the door, he paused, tossed his head a little nervously, worried Polie would be mad it'd been a bit, then knocks, smiling a little. It'd be fine. He was happy to be here, happy to see Polie. He was sure Polie would be the same.
He heard a hint of a whisper just before he knocked, though, and wondered who Polie was talking to. He shrugged, then smiled. Perhaps he'd get to meet one of Polie's friends. Or mayhap Polie's dear daughter was there, and he'd get to see her instead. He waited happily, nay eagerly, for Polie to answer.
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Aria Starstone Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 7:47 pm
Polie's small, fuzzy round ears twitched when he heard the knock on his door. It wasn't unusual for him to have visitors, especially with how he'd been feeling lately. A large number of the household dropped by at random times to check up on him, comfort him, maybe sit on the edge of the bed and pet his hair, or hold a cool cloth up against his forehead. They would talk to him, and find ways to make him smile and laugh, and tell him everything would be okay, they promised that Darjilin would visit soon to help him feel a little better. It always worked, too. "Come in," The boy called softly, but loud enough for whoever it was to hear him before pressing his face back into the pillow.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 8:09 pm
Darjilin quickly straightened his jacket, and walks in, head held high. He looks around in the room, trying to see who Polie was speaking to, and were his pretty love was. Noting he was alone, his brows furrowed, and furrowed more to note that Polie was in bed and his posture, to Darjilin, read 'I'm unhappy'.
"Polie, my sweet... What's wrong?" He moved straight to Polie's bedside, and kneels, resting his hand on Polie's shoulder, worried about his darling one. "Has some one said something unkind? Are you ill?" He tilts his head.
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Aria Starstone Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 4:32 pm
"Darjilin!" Polie smiled brightly at the sight of his mate, turning his face to kiss lightly at the other male's hand. He purred, or made sounds close enough to it, and pouted slightly, shaking his head while his blue eyes fixed upon the sight of his mate. "Everyone has been really nice but... my tummy hurts and I'm... I'm getting fat!" the boy whined, shoving his face back into his pillow, not liking the thought of putting on weight since he wasn't sure where it was even coming from. His stomach was by no means large, but it wasn't flat and muscular like it had once been. Polie didn't like the thought of his body changing because he had liked it the way it had been before.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 4:35 pm
Darjilin frowns a little at how unhappy Polie sounded other then when he had greeted Darjilin. "Love... Stand up? Please?" He slid his hand up to run his fingers through Polie's hair, concerned but also noting Polie wasn't getting fat, as he knew fat... after all, his arms and legs were still slim and shapely, he wasn't getting fat under the chin... So he wanted to examine him. Fat and getting stomachaches. He needed to see more.
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Aria Starstone Vice Captain
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