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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 9:08:50 GMT -5
Ok. Okokokok...
*Icarus tried to stay calm as his eyes flitted over her prone form. Then he remembered something that he had seen done before. On horses. He feared the outcome, but the child was what was important. She would have said so herself. Icarus pulled a long blade from it sheath and cut the front of her nightgown open carefully. He stared at her belly, trying to visualize the child inside it. Swallowing carefully, he lowered the knife to her skin, careful to keep the incision shallow as he drew the blade across her belly.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 9:12:03 GMT -5
*Malefica was still unconscious, and didn't notice that he was cutting in her. If she had been awake, she would have begged him to save the baby.*
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 9:18:49 GMT -5
*Icarus worked with focus, pulling back flesh and muscle carefully. He froze a moment at the sight of the baby. Was it even alive? He handled it carefully, pulling it from her unconscious body. It seemed to be breathing faintly at the moment. That was good. Some small relief washed over him. He shifted it carefully onto a pile of linens that Malefica had been changing and moved to cut the cord. The moment he did, the child cried out shrilly. He tied the cords quickly.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 9:24:50 GMT -5
*Malefica could sense that something was happening. Something cold against her body... a blade? She didn't protest, she was too weak. And she wanted the baby to survive. But she wasn't ready to die just yet, she wanted to see her family..... to be with them....*
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 9:33:36 GMT -5
((And technically he can't kill her.))
*Icarus worked as fast as he could manage, manifesting needle and thread from her knitting basket and a basin of water and some fresh towels. The baby was still crying, but it was less now. Still, it made it hard to work. But he didn't dare to do anything about it, not wanting to risk infecting the child with the evil in him and his magic. He sewed Malefica's flesh closed again, cleaning her up as best as he could manage. When he was done, he covered her gently with a sheet, worried about the weight of a blanket, and put a cool compress on her forehead. He turned back to the baby, noting for the first time that it was a boy. He hazarded the smallest of smiles as he picked the child up carefully to wash him off. The moment he touched him though, the baby cried out with renewed force. Icarus washed him quickly, wrapping him in a towel and rocking him close the way he had observed Malefica do it. And still he cried. Icarus thought his head would shatter at the sound. He looked to the unconscious woman, his eyes pleading.*
"Come on, Mal...I need you to wake up now."
*Things were getting worse and there was nothing he could do. Again.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 9:42:09 GMT -5
*Malefica slowly woke up. She could hear a baby crying, and understood that the baby was born. But without labor pains? Then she noticed a slight pain in her stomach, like a cut wound. She remembered that Icarus had been there with her. Had he cut her open to save the child, and stitched her back afterwards? It felt like it. The love she felt for him and her two children streamed through her body, and she opened her eyes. The sight of Icarus with the baby in his arms brought a smile to her face.*
"Icarus...." *She whispered faintly.*
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 9:45:55 GMT -5
*Relief washed over him.*
"Malefica! Here..."
*He placed the child in her arms, eager to be rid of it and hoping that she could comfort it.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 9:50:06 GMT -5
*Malefica's tired face beamed with joy. She cradled the little child in her arms, rocking it gently and kissing it's little forehead. She looked lovingly up at her husband.*
"Thank you for our baby, Icarus. Is it a boy or a girl?"
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 9:58:02 GMT -5
*Icarus collapsed back, the baby silencing as soon as it was in its mother's arms.*
"A boy. It's a boy."
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 10:01:54 GMT -5
*Malefica beamed like the morning sun. Her eyes were sparkling from pride and joy, her pains already forgotten. She held the baby's tiny hands in hers, and drowned herself in the baby blue eyes.*
"He is lovely. I love you all so much. My little family."
*Her voice was filled with the love she felt for them, and tears of joy fell from her eyes. She kissed her husband.*
"Thank you, Icarus. What do you want to call him?"
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 10:05:59 GMT -5
*Icarus looked exhausted. Lilith could show up now and he really wouldn't have the strength to fight her. Or care to. He sat back, watching the two of them.*
"I don't care." *He whispered, but thought better of it. He cleared his throat and answered more clearly.*
"Whatever you think is best for a Guardian."
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 10:13:06 GMT -5
"Since my adoptive father was Merlin, I was thinking something from the time of King Arthur. And since he will be the Guardian of the Holy Grail, I will name him after the first knight who found the Grail: Gawain."
*Malefica smiled and looked at Icarus, lovingly. He really looked exhausted. Then she looked at the bed. It was big enough for them both, and Eden as well.*
"You look exhausted. It will not do you any good to meet Lilith like that. Why don't you lay down and rest? I'll take care of the baby."
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Post by Icarus on Apr 28, 2008 10:14:54 GMT -5
*All Icarus could do was nod and crawl into bed. He didn't even bother to take off his shoes before he was fast asleep.*
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Post by Malefica on Apr 28, 2008 10:21:29 GMT -5
*Malefica leaned over her husband and kissed his dark hair gently. Then she wrapped the blanket around him. She snapped her fingers, and his shoes gently slipped off his feet and landed softly on the floor. After taking care of him, she focused on her baby again, looking deeply into his blue eyes with a loving smile.*
"Hi there, Gawain. I am your mother."
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Post by Gawain on Apr 28, 2008 10:33:17 GMT -5
*The baby squirmed a little before turning its face towards Malefica. A small bubble of spit started to emerge from his mouth and popped against her exposed skin.*
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