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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 12:55:12 GMT -5
*The moment she touched him, he let out a shrill cry.*
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Post by Malefica on Jul 20, 2008 13:09:05 GMT -5
*Malefica retreated her hands and looked at him, sadly. Then a wondering look came in her eyes. She was thinking of Icarus.*
Gawain reacts just the same way as he did when Icarus touched him. Could it be that Icarus has heard about me leaving him? Has he thrown a curse or something to punish me for the crimes I did to him?
*But a soft spot in her heart made her push the thought away. She didn't want to think that Icarus would do anything like this.*
"Don't cry, Gawain. I will find a solution for us, sweetie."
*Her voice was warm and loving as she spoke to him.*
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 13:11:47 GMT -5
*Gawain quieted as she moved away, shifting in the crib anxiously.*
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Post by Malefica on Jul 20, 2008 13:20:51 GMT -5
*Malefica turned to Merlin.*
"I got an idea. I will try to pump myself for milk, pouring it into a bottle. Then you try to give him the bottle, is that okay?"
*Merlin nodded and left the room for a moment to give Malefica some privacy. Malefica poofed up a breast pump and placed it over her breast. Some time later there was a full bottle of milk standing on the table, and Malefica had laced her dress again. Merlin came into the room. He walked over to the crib, and lifted up Gawain.*
"Now, Gawain. Let us see if you like this milk better, he said."
*Merlin placed the bottle gently against Gawain's lips pouring out only one drop of milk, before taking the bottle back. He watched the boy anxiously, ready to help if there was any kind of reaction.*
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 13:23:35 GMT -5
*Gawain smacked his lips, a look of confusion in his eyes. He looked unsure but didn't cry.*
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Post by Malefica on Jul 20, 2008 13:28:37 GMT -5
*Malefica looked anxiously at her baby, worried that the milk could have any effects on him.*
"Let him have only one sip."
*She asked, and Merlin lifted the bottle, offering it to Gawain.*
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 13:40:35 GMT -5
*Gawain tried to focus on the bottle so close to him, touching it carefully. Finally he squirmed, rubbing his face against the pillow.*
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Post by Malefica on Jul 20, 2008 14:03:57 GMT -5
*Malefica watched her baby and sighed. Then she looked at Merlin.*
"You know, Merlin, I would rather have avoided this. But it is clear that I need to cleanse myself for my sins. I can't let my baby starve to death because I am irresponsible and make a mess of my life."
*She stood up.*
"I'm going to Notre Dame, to confess my sins. Perhaps the Padre can save my chances to touch my child again."
*She gave Gawain a last loving look and was gone.*
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 14:05:20 GMT -5
*Gawain whimpered, reaching out of the top of his crib.*
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Post by Merlin on Jul 20, 2008 14:39:56 GMT -5
*Merlin lifted up Gawain, trying to comfort the baby. He cradled the boy in his arms and hugged him.*
"There there, lad. It is in the nature of the women to leave. The sooner you learn that, the easier your life will be. But your mother will return to you. She just had something to do first."
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 15:51:23 GMT -5
"Pthhbbbt." *Gawain spat into Merlin's beard, grabbing at it.*
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Post by Merlin on Jul 20, 2008 15:56:15 GMT -5
*Merlin laughed and hugged the boy. Even if he had a good grip in his beard, Merlin preferred this instead of listening to a baby crying. Abraxas was sitting on Merlin's right shoulder, watching the baby grabbing Merlin's beard.*
"I can't believe she called him Gawain." *Abraxas said.* "Tarzan would suit him better."
*Merlin hushed on the raven and focused on Gawain again.*
"Now, that's a good boy."
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 16:10:30 GMT -5
"Bubbuubbbthp.*
"Gawain squirmed a little while before letting out a big yawn.*
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Post by Merlin on Jul 20, 2008 16:18:24 GMT -5
*Merlin cradled the little boy in his arms, rocking him gently back and forth.*
"I don't have your mother's beautiful singing voice, so I can't sing for you. But I can rock you gently to sleep, and protect you from danger."
*He whispered to the little baby.*
"As long as I live, nobody will harm you, kid. You are under my protection now."
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Post by Gawain on Jul 20, 2008 16:38:34 GMT -5
*The child gurgled, his eyes heavy and he yawned again.*
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