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Post by Erik on Aug 28, 2007 21:43:56 GMT -5
*Erik looked pleadingly at her, as if to say, "does Erik have to?"
But he figured he might as well get it over with.*
"Oh, very well. She will hate me."
*He held out his arms as if to received a large melon.*
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Post by Julian on Aug 29, 2007 6:37:26 GMT -5
*Julian slipped gracefully through the door that Erik had come through and stood, marveling at the new room. Clad in black silk, he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with a cruel smirk as he watched the scene unfold. His words echoed in Erik’s brain.*
You have another? Oh yes…how could I forget?
*He tilted his head inquisitively.*
So why do you never hold me like that, Mother?
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 10:09:18 GMT -5
*Erik glanced at Julian with some mixture of kinship and irritation, which was confusing. At least this little thing didn't talk back, though it did make strange noises. And was rather hideous. He thought perhaps all babies were, given their alien form and basic needs, but this was something else.
His son was not unpleasant to look upon.*
"When you are the size of a young puppy, Erik will hold you," *he informed Julian shortly, forgetting that the other man's words had not been spoken aloud. He wasn't quite sure how that worked, anyway.* "Apparently you were folded up inside Erik's body in some way for the past several months, which should be enough for anyone."
*He looked down at the ugly baby. Megan was right; it had cheeks. Which he supposed was some achievement. It wasn't as if he'd expected the child of himself and Megan to win any pageants.*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 10:18:51 GMT -5
Megan stared at Erik, her maternal obsession with her child preventing her from noticing Julian had entered.
"What did you say?"
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 11:06:04 GMT -5
*Erik looked up from Pina.*
"What? Oh, Erik wasn't speaking to you, but to Julian. Apparently, though it is difficult for even Erik to credit it, I somehow managed to... er... create life. Within. Me. Which has now been pulled out of some ethereal plane full-grown and not a little strange."
*He looked back down at the baby.*
"He is much prettier than this one."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 11:08:14 GMT -5
She looked slowly toward Julian, and then back to Erik.
"I thought you'd lost some weight," she said, as though that were the only mystery here that needed to be solves.
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 11:37:39 GMT -5
"Why yes, I have," *Erik said, preening a bit.* "Thank you for... Anyway, Megan, this is Julian, my... son. Julian, this is Megan, my... Megan. And this is your half-sister, Perse... Prospero... Pina."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 11:40:44 GMT -5
Megan looked away from Julian.
"Does this make me his stepmother?" she said nervously.
Pina merely yawned and snuggled herself deeper into her father's arms.
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 12:40:27 GMT -5
"Are we married?" *Erik asked mildly, as if he just really wanted to know. He looked down at Pina again.* "Why isn't she crying?"
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 12:51:41 GMT -5
"She likes you," said Megan. "And marrying me would do her a tremendous favor, really. She's got it hard enough as it is; she dosen't need to know she's illegitimate too..."
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 12:57:26 GMT -5
*The air around Erik seemed to still and harden around him, though he had not moved.*
"I would not recommend such a course if I were you," *he said, his voice low and dangerous.* "Erik has asked only one woman to marry him. Do not tempt his bad temper where marriage is concerned."
*And unbeknownst to him, the bones in his face had begun to rearrange themselves into their more familiar shape.*
((Are you driving Pina? I mean, so, you can tell us what her reactions are?))
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 12:59:56 GMT -5
((Yeah, for now. When she gets older, I'll probably pawn her off on somebody else.))
Megan's eyes grew large with shock.
"Erik... your face..."
((Okay, logistic question. What happens to his hair? Does it just fall out or something? Because that's really messy.))
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Post by Erik on Aug 29, 2007 13:03:21 GMT -5
((No, no mess. It's magic! *handwaves logistic problems away*))
"What? Why do you stare so, woman? If I am holding it wrong, you may take her back. I certain never asked for her."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 29, 2007 13:04:28 GMT -5
"Your face is, um... back to how it used to be."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Aug 29, 2007 13:15:44 GMT -5
((Satan still might sex him. She's weird that way.))
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