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Date Posted: Tue, Dec 20 2005, 9:23pm PST
Author: Skye
Subject: She was all settled into the examining gown as she laid out on the bed, cocking a brow at his humming and tapping. She knew those signs, he was as nervous as she was, he was just better at hiding it. Sliding her eyes closed, she absently prayed that this whole thing would go better then she thought it would. Within moments a doctor came in, smiling at them and then proceeding with the initial examination. It took a good half hour and by the time it was all done she was exhausted from being so tense. The doctor left the room, promising to be back shortly before Sky finally looked to him. She was wondering if he was thinking about when he went through all of this with Fyre. It had to have been so much easier with her, less tension, more happiness...
In reply to: Niko 's message, "(He was humming a song that had been on the radio on the way to the hospital even when they had been settled into a consultation room. The nurse had come in and taken Skye's weight, blood preasure, temp and other readings and then left the two of them to wait for the doctor. He had started to get bored and that damn song was stuck in his head, so after a few seconds silence.. he started humming. He looked the picture of calm and cool, in faded jeans and a black wool sweater, his hair a few weeks past due for a trim and a few days worth of growth shadowing his face. He tapped his left hand on his knee as he hummed, getting into the song, his eyes wandering the room and the many instruments and diagrams.)" on Tue, Dec 20 2005, 9:03pm PST


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  • (He hadn't been thinking that at all, he was mostly just thinking that doctors offices had a really odd smell to them.. and wondering what could cause that smell. That thought was closely followed by one along the lines of how he wasn't sure he liked having the doctor's hands on an area of his woman that was his. That made him smirk a little and the song went ahead and took his attention again. He caught her looking at him and arched a brow.) Something on my face? (He questioned, lifting his hand to his cheek, smiling though. He knew she was nervous, and wanted to ease her tension.. but he figured if he started to worry it would just make it worse.) (NT) -- Niko, Tue, Dec 20 2005, 9:27pm PST

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