>This isn't good.< -- The Rider Weyrs

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Date Posted: 20:18:26 05/30/05 Mon
Author: Akema & Laffranth; S'kar
Subject: >This isn't good.<

Scowling, Akema climbs out of the bath and wanders into her bedroom, water dripping from her hair to soak into the towel wrapped around her waist. Untying it and vigorously rubbing herself dry, Akema mutters darkly to herself under her breath. "Idiot!" She pauses a moment to rest her hand on her belly, a look of disgust crossing her face, then drops the towel and reaches for her clothing. Skinning into clean clothes, she begins savagely brushing her shoulder-length hair, yanking at the knots as if they're a personal affront to her.

Peering through the doorway from her weyr to her rider's room, Laffranth watches this furious activity with concern. This isn't like Akema. For that matter, Akema's been out of sorts for a while now - she's gained weight, she's alternately wildly euphoric and darkly miserable, she's always hungry, and sometimes she's ill in the mornings. She's hiding something from her dragon now, too, and the green doesn't like being kept so determinedly in the dark. Akema, tell me what's wrong, she asks for the third time today, this time phrasing it as a demand rather than a question. She's rather irritated herself by now.

This time, it seems, Akema is ready to answer. "I'm sharding pregnant!" she spits out, fury written across her strong-featured face and flashing in her sea-green eyes. "We haven't been going between as much recently because we haven't had much distance to cover, I didn't stop to think about all the men I've been sharing weyrs with because I'm a sharding idiot, and one of them took and now I'm pregnant!" She's breathing heavily as she finishes up her short rant, arms crossed in front of her chest and feet planted far apart in an aggressive posture.

Are you sure? Massath asks tenatively, taken aback.

"Positive," Akema grumbles. "Everything fits, and I've missed my monthly twice now." Massath projects blank confusion. "Proddy?" she snaps impatiently, using her dragon's simplistic term. "Once a month? Remember?"

Now Massath understands. Yes, she says quietly, almost meekly, not wanting to aggravate her human anymore.

Akema stares up at her for a long moment, then sighs and reaches out to rest a hand on the green's pine-colored neck. "I'm not mad at you, Laffranth. I just- I don't want this. But it's too late to between the thing." She rests her head against Laffranth's shoulder for a moment, then pulls away and starts briskly towards the interior exit. "I need klah. I'll bathe and oil you after you've eaten - and you do need to eat."

In the hallway, S'kar is strolling down a set of stairs, heading for the Hatching Sands, when he runs across a familiar face. "Akema!" he greets cheerfully, waving at her. "How are you today? And Massath?"

To his complete surprise, Akema spins on him, her eyes narrowed and her expression dark. "If this is your fault, you will pay," she snarls, jabbing a finger at his chest, then stalks angrily off.

S'kar stares after her in puzzled hurt. "What did I do?" he plainatively asks the empty hall.

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( Getchyer dragons straight, my dear LG. :laughs tail off: ) (NT) -- Kain OOCish, 14:45:55 05/31/05 Tue
- *blush* Gaah! You're right, it's supposed to be Laffranth, I just had R'ven on my brain. ^^;; (NT) -- LG, 17:56:40 05/31/05 Tue