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 Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:19 pm
Emiko was already sure she didn't like this state. She hadn't slept in days because small hooves kept pushing at her insides. Her ankles were swollen to and uncomfortable size. She was moody and unlike herself. She'd already lashed out at both Tequila and Ellial, and it was for no reason. Besides that, she wasn't sure when they children had been conceived, and if it was during the month of October, then there was a good chance they would be horribly disfigured by vengeful spirits who were jealous of them coming into life. There really was only one mare she could trust to help her, and she was traveling down to meet her, tail between her legs and head low to the ground.
Istas bounced around the home that she and Claude had made for themselves and the foals. Both the stallions were mostly grown and gone, but Nadia had stuck around. She had no idea of Emiko's situation but she had mostly moved on from what had happened. Istas was protective of her family, and Claude was making a lot of effort to focus on them. So she had no reason to be jealous of the other mare any longer. And she was there alone today.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:38 pm
Emiko heard the bell on Istas's scarf long before she saw her. She gently nosed some grasses out of the way and watched the mare happily bounce around. It seemed odd to Emiko, not feeling anything for Istas now. Yes, she was a prominent female figure in her life, but that was it. She no longer felt lighter than air around Istas, and no longer lost her train of thought when she looked at her. That was reserved for another. She almost got weak at the thought of her mate, almost forgetting why she was there and running back to her comforting, albeit inebriated side. No, she needed help Tequila could not offer. Gently she cleared her throat and nudges the grass aside. "Miss Istas," she called gently.
Istas looked over hearing her voice, and she looked to see where it had come from. Was... it a ghost? But it only took her a couple seconds for her eyes to find Emiko poking her head through the grass. She smiled at the younger mare and walked over to greet her. "Welcome Emiko! What a pleasant surprise." She smiled again. But something didn't seem quite right.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:56 pm
Emiko smiled gently, head still down low to the ground, either out of respect or fear. She stood, grasses tickling her protruding belly. "Emiko needs help miss Istas, and you're the only one she could think of to ask." She winced as a little hoof poked at her belly, a small movement visible from the outside. "You're the only one Emiko knows of who has been through this."
Istas tilted her head some. She couldn't imagine what could cause her to be acting like this. But she wasn't about to turn her away either. She stepped to the side welcoming her to come into her home. "Come, and talk to me about whats going on." She was starting to become very concerned. She had heard that the mare was with a stallion... And started to think the worse. Along the lines that he was treating her badly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 6:01 pm
Emiko left the tall grasses and revealed her building belly. "Emiko... Emiko is having babies," she confessed as though it was not already obvious. "Emiko is happy to have babies," she assured quickly, knowing her track record with stallions. "She is having them with her best friend, Ellial, so they can both share a family with their mates. After all, Emiko is living with a beautiful mare, and she deserves a family. That is not what Emiko is scared about..." She stopped, eyes welling.
Istas was instantly taken aback. This was really alot to take in. Emiko was pregnant... She wasn't to sure how to process the information. But then she heard that, this wasn't what was the problem. So What could the problem be? Istas walked around her, just making sure everything looked well on the mare. "Tell me?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 6:11 pm
Emiko took in a slow breath. "Emiko is worried about the babies. Nothing in particular, really, just..." she tried to keep herself in control. "just..." She failed. "Everything," she sobbed, head falling. "God, everything. Emiko's ankles are swollen and ugly, her
belly is so huge that she can't see around it, she can't keep a constant mood. Is there something wrong with the babies that is making this happen?"
Istas blinked at her, and then she couldn't help but giggle. She remember that, worry about if everything was okay, and why this was happening. So that's what she looked like when she was freaking out. "Everything will be fine. It's all natural. It's your body doing what it needs to take care of the foals growing." She nodded with a smile.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 6:20 pm
"But what if it doesn't?" Her knees were tired, and she had no choice but to sit down. Of course, her belly was preventing her from sitting properly, which caused a new spring of tears. "Emiko cannot even sit right! She is falling apart, and knows that her babies will suffer for it!" She flopped onto her side and sniffled. "With Emiko's luck the babies will be sick when they are born. What if they have eight eyes and six legs? Ellial will be furious with Emiko, and Tequila will blame her for ruining her chance at a family!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 5:18 pm
Istas went and stood beside the mare on the ground. "Sometimes things do happen. But all the signs you have now, are showing you're babies will be healthy. And who care if they have eight eyes and all that? They are yours. And you are their mother. And you will LOVE them UNCONDITIONALLY. Because you were trying to start a family, and that is what Mothers do!" She nodded. "It would be different had this pregnancy been an accident, and you were ready. But your body is telling you... its your time. So trust in it, and let the natural things happen".
Reassurances did not help Emiko's crying. Her limp legs lay before her. A nose poked at her belly, causing a small bump to form and wiggle, then dissappear into her stomach. "Ah," Emiko screamed and flailed. "They've been doing that all week," she cried, struggling to get to her feet. "Emiko has not slept since then, and she keeps thinking they are going to come out of her belly! What if they break out of Emiko's belly and they are not ready yet? Emiko has herd of foals doing that and not surviving the night! Emiko would die of her babies passed without her. It scares Emiko, because she has not even seen these little babies, and still she loves them so much! Emiko doesn't know what she would do without them! What will she do if they die? Emiko doesn't want to think
about it!" Emiko gave up trying to get to her feet and just lay there, crying to herself.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 5:31 pm
Istas couldn't ever remember having fears like that. That were really intense and she wasn't to sure how to address it, because... There was always that chance. And she knew how 'You just have to hope' can sound... And how it doesn't make anything seem better. "Oh Emiko... With just about anything in life there are risks. And I can't assure you that something like that won't happen. But if you just give up... Then whats the point. You're suppose to be happy and excited. Crying over what could be isn't the way you want to to greet your babies. You want them to feel loved. Maybe that's why they're poking at you. They feel you're anxiety. You need to calm down."
Emiko blinked at Istas once or twice as her words sunk in. She sniffled once or twice, though didn't actually stop. "Emiko is hurting her babies? Emiko is such a bad momma!" She flopped back down and bit her lips, trying to prevent any sound from escaping. "The last thing Emiko wants is to hurt her babies! Emiko loves her babies! She loves them even thought she's never actually met them! Emiko doesn't know why, but she's so very in love with them already!" She leaned up and poked her stomach, receiving a kick in her nose which didn't hurt but surprised her. It shocked her enough, as a matter of fact, to stop her crying. She poked her stomach again and got kicked again. She grinned and poked, receiving the same effect. "What is the baby doing Lady Istas," she asked through a chuckle.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 5:47 pm
Istas blinked. The mare was so clearly simple minded. She glanced to the side, taking in a breath, trying to regain herself. "Well I do believe it's playing with you." She smiled some. Happy to see that Emiko had settled down.
"Babies can play while still inside," she asked breathlessly, nuzzling the little hoof that still poked at her. She fell back down, neck hurting from that angle, and looked back up at Istas with her blue eyes. "Emiko has still not told Ellial or Tequila," she admitted softly. "Lady Istas is the first one. Emiko was too scared to tell her mate and friend. She doesn't know why though. Emiko has not known why she feels a lot of things. Is she going crazy?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 6:01 pm
"No, having the babies means there's going to be a big change... Between you and your mate, and now also your friend. I think that can be a very scary thing. It happened between Claude and I." She smiled some at the mare as she flopped back over. There were alot of unknowns for Emiko, just like Istas had. But Emiko had a good support system set up. And the sooner she talks to them, the better.
"What changed between you and papa?" Emiko honestly hadn't thought about the changes. That brought up a whole new slew of worries. What if Ellial stopped being friends with Emiko because it was awkward? What if Tequila got jealous of Ellial and fought with him, or worse, her? What if Tequila broke up with Emiko? Then what? Emiko's lips began to quiver at the thought of all the bad that could happen, and not once could she conjure a single good thing that could come of the foals. "Oh," she moaned, wiggling again in worry, "Emiko wouldn't be able to live without her Tequila!
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 6:24 pm
This just got tougher. She looked up at the sky. She didn't have the answer for everything. No one would... She took in a breath. She wasn't to sure if yelling at Emiko to straight up and stop whining was the way to go... "Well Claude and I became mates. But that was our destiny. You've done nothing wrong, But you're going to be a moma, and Ellial is going to be a dad, and both of you are about to start families." She breathed out. "So yes, changing are coming. And they aren't all bad, it's progress, moving forward."
Emiko could sense the irritation building in Istas. Just because she spoke like an imbecile didn't mean she was one. She forced herself to stop crying and rolled over into a sort of awkward sitting position. "Emiko... she can't think of anything good. Save for, of course, the babies themselves. What sort of good changes can become of this?" She bit back her urge to mention her curse.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 7:08 pm
Istas had to think about it. They were all hard questions and she was doing her best to answer then... But it's different for everything. "You grow, thats something good. You start a new chapter in your life with your loved ones. Emiko, these questions, they're all good ones, and I even had some of them. But... I learned that... Some of them just can't be answered by someone else. They're things you find in yourself. " She wasn't to sure how else to explain it, and in a manner that wasn't overly confusing for the mare.
Emiko nodded, absorbing the information. "Emiko... Emiko thinks she understands. Emiko has to learn as she goes. She cannot rely on you for everything. Emiko is a momma now, and she has to learn to stand on her own two feet, to teach her babies how to live. If Emiko relies too heavily on anyone else... her babies will be just like that. That's dangerous." She looked up at Istas shyly. "That is what you are saying, right Istas?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 7:33 pm
Istas blinked, it wasn't fully what she was saying, but it was truly close enough. It was okay to ask questions. But freaking out like that would only stress her body, and her body was what was taking care of her babies. "That's basically it." She smiled at the mare. "It's important for you experience some things. I certainly don't mind you asking questions though. I don't want you to feel that You're alone."
"Emiko knows she is not alone. Emiko is just wierd... She thinks she must handle everything by herself. She thinks it's part of her atonement, or used to, and the habits just never died off." She shrugged, pawing at the dirt for a moment. "Emiko will have to remember to tell her babies that no sin is worth self-punishment." She laughed mirthlessly. "Emiko... she is just afraid. Afraid of everything. Emiko couldn't even handle her own life, how is she supposed to manage the lives of things that can't even help themselves? And what happens when they grow up and realize that they have two mothers? Emiko is not stupid, she knows she lives a deviant life. What will she tell her babies then?" She huffed, turning her head to the side. "What if they hate me because I could not give them a real father?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 7:52 pm
"But they have a father. You and Ellial will work something out. But you're your foals and they'll grow up knowing it's okay to be different. Not many know that." She nodded over at the other mare. Emiko had good concerns. But everything would play out as it would. "There's not way to tell what the foals will think, all you can do is what you think is right for them. And take it one step at a time."
"Should Emiko tell them right out, and confuse them? Should she wait until they find out different from somewhere else and have them think she hid it from them? Emiko loves them so much, she wouldn't be able to stand herself if she made them hate her." She huffed, clearly emotionally run down from her worries. "How can Emiko minimize damage..."
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