Breathe For Me, Don't Wake Me From This Slumber

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 05-22-2011, 06:53 PM

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ooc: p. for Krystalle Waking the Demon by bullet for my valentine is the soundtrack +3

He had more and more time lately. It was strange. He was awake more, sleeping less. These new packlands were something too, they were huge, the territory had been much bigger than the small pack of Cercatori D'Arte. Mars and his small band of others had taken to a temporary cave for a few nights after they had joined DdM until Mars had decided that he wanted to settle within the city of Berwick. He had passed by the city of wolfville, and found that there was water that was close to it, so he was immediately turned off by the place and he had looked in the neighborhoods that were in Berwick and he found a home, but now he needed to bring Krystalle there to see if that was the place she wanted to be. He had noticed that the woman was exhausted most of the time, and he had been trying to keep her off her feet and safe within her home. It was just time for them to move again. He wanted them to be in their permanent house so Krystalle could be completely comfortable with the puppies and again so they wouldn't have to move while the puppies brought into the world already.

Mars had ridden up on Vox's back, rather hurriedly since Vox had skidded to a halt outside their cave that they had taken refuge in. He was quick to slip from Vox's back and he had brought the woman a rabbit that he had also caught this morning for her to eat and since he was unsuccessful with getting more than one, hr figured that he'd save the kill for her and just go hungry until he could get something for himself. He entered the cave without much of a warning and he looked to Krystalle. Hey Krystalle, I think i found a good looking house in Berwick for us. I wanted to come get you and have you check it out with me.. he spoke to her, an almost hopeful look on his face as he looked to her, hoping that she would come with him. He then looked at his hand and held it up to her. And I also got you some food. he spoke, him forcing a nervous smile on his handsome face.

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Krystalle Horzana · 05-27-2011, 12:39 AM

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Horrible grammar in this thing. OMG. Word Count→374

As it came closer to the birth of her children, or their children if she stopped to think about the black-and-white man she had lived with since coming to Nova Scotia, she found herself unable to remain on her feet and useful for any long period of time. It had begun to be quite frustrating, oh so frustrating; Mars had been trying to help, but she knew he could only do so much for her. She didn't want him to do too much for her anyways. She was an adult. She was going to be a mother. She needed to manage on her own. A white-tipped hand rubbed at her face as she waited on the ground for him to return, having let him go off on whatever excursion he wanted to while Senorita and she took a break. As per the usual, she was exhausted. Whatever life forms had grown inside of her were sapping her energy entirely.

The sound of hooves caused the Latin mutt to look up, catching sight of her live-in lover as he came into the entrance of their cavernous makeshift home. He carried a rabbit that caused her stomach to grumble — she hadn't realized how hungry she was — and she offered a weary smile. "Hey. Welcome back." Her voice, not any quieter than it had been in the past, had lost its usual cheer. It seemed he had his own news, a home in Berwick for the both of them. He wanted her to look at it, and she gave him a gentle nod in return. The sight of the rabbit, closer to her as he held it out, caused the pregnant woman to reach for the meat.

She tore at it with careful jaws, giving him the once-over with pale pink eyes. "You ain't got anything for yourself?" she inquired, letting the lapin corpse fall to her lap. Hungry as she was, she wouldn't let the father of her soon-to-be-born children starve for her. With a grunt, she attempted to stand, getting to her feet with difficulty as she grabbed the rabbit with one hand. Swallowing the meat she had torn from the carcass, she held out the rest to the man with the hopes he'd take it back.

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 05-27-2011, 01:39 AM

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OOC: I love that table. Erin did so awesome on it <3 +3

The woman took the food from the man, and he willingly gave it over, a small nod of his head to her before he looked away from her as she began to eat it. He did not feel shame, and he didn't really feel that hungry, he figured he could go another day without having something in his stomach, or he would just try and find something when he was out later. He might eve go to the river and risk drowning to catch some fish. He'd done it before, he didn't see why he couldn't almost die for some fish again. The man's ears fell back on his head though, almost making him look guilty of something (he looked guilty frequently lately, for he was guilty of a lot of things) that wasn't so clearly drawn out on a line. She asked him if he had gotten anything and the automatic reaction was for the man to shake his head, which he did faithfully. It was a short shake, and the woman had gotten to her feet and offered the rabbit back to him.

Mars' ears pulled flat on his head that held his long brown hair. He shook his head swiftly from side to side and he threw up his hands, his palms towards her. No, Krystalle, I'll find something else to eat, just eat that. the man spoke to her, nodding his head after speaking to her and he tried to give her another nervous smile. Maybe Adrian and I can go deer hunting er something later. Bring home a bigger meal. the man spoke, his tail wagging lightly as he looked at her. Plus, we need to go to that city, Berwick, and pick out a house. A lot of them are damaged, but nothing that a little work couldn't fix. There's this one though, I think you'll like it. the man spoke to her, him actually talking, and getting slightly excited about the house that he had found. It was a find, this was for sure, and he wanted to express to Krystalle that it could be perfect for them to move in, and raise their family.

The thought of their children had passed his mind quite frequently as the days rolled on. The time for them to come would be soon, and he had yet to come up with any names, nor did he know if Krystalle had names in mind. He had been thinking of it for some time now, and he often stopped in the middle of everything to try and figure it out. Mars was clueless as to go about naming his offspring though, why? Since when did he have to name a being?

Krystalle Horzana · 05-29-2011, 03:43 PM

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Word Count→343 — >.> This post is weird.

He shook his head, as she expected, when asked if he had caught something to eat for himself and the faintest sense of guilt overcame the Horzana woman. As far as she knew, he hadn't eaten recently, and as hungry as she herself was she wouldn't let him starve because of her. Her face turned into a grumpy scowl and she held the rabbit out further while he spoke. Oh, he'd find something else, he claimed. He and Adrian could get a deer. The Latina snorted hot air through her nostrils. She was going to make him eat the rabbit if she had to stuff it down his throat herself. All he seemed to want to do was take her to see what he hoped would be their new home. Something about his features as he spoke caused her to look away; he was nervous, guilty? Weird that he would be that way, as she held no blame to him in regards to their situation. After all, it wasn't Mars' fault, just like it wasn't Bartholomew's. She hadn't been forced to deal with the monster who had fathered the pups she carried; it was for the best, since she would have had a much harder time staying with Mars had something worse happened.

Frustrated, she turned away from him, attempting to lean down in order to lift up her makeshift bag; it didn't end up happening, of course, and instead she grimaced and placed a white-tipped hand upon her distended stomach. Upon the realization that she simply couldn't bend over to grab the bag, something in the mind of the tan-and-white mutt came to realize reality. She was going to be a mother, and quite soon, and it all converged upon her quite quickly. A hand covered her eyes as a faint sniffle escaped into the air; why was she upset? There wasn't a reason to be upset, yet she had somehow become overwhelmed with sorrow. The rabbit was cast to the ground, freeing her other hand to hide the rest of her face.

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 06-05-2011, 02:27 PM

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OOC: pp was approved over AIM. +3

It was without a doubt hard to be servant to this woman when she would reject the food when she knew that he did not eat anything. He did not lie about not eating because she would hear his stomach rumbling when it did and she would question why he was hungry when he had just eaten something before. He looked down at the rabbit that was shoved in his direction and he shook his head again. She would grow frustrated rather fast though, and she had turned her back to him to go bend over and get her bag. She wasn't able to though, her stomach to big for her to actually bend over right. He frowned and gave her a whine, and his mismatched ears fell back. Then her hand dropped the rabbit and she started to cry. Mars straightened up and he took the few steps that were between the two and he quickly wrapped his arms around her and he forced her to come to his chest. He then would pet her flat mohawked hair and he licked one of her ears to comfort her.

Krystalle, it's okay, really. the man spoke to her, his blue eyes turned down towards her, and his maw going to touch the top of hers. He tried to convince her that it was all going to be okay, when in all reality he didn't know if it was or not. He wanted to hope that it would be, and he did have only a shiver of hope left in him at this point, but at least it was something. He could only hope that this new personality didn't hurt Krystalle again or the pups. The last thing he wanted was for him to be the one who hurts his family. That really was the last thing he wanted. Mars looked down at her. I promise.... there he went with the promises he couldn't keep. We don't have to leave right now if you don't want. We can stay here until you're ready to leave... and for some reason he thought that this was why she was crying...Typical Mars.

Krystalle Horzana · 06-09-2011, 12:52 PM

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Short. T_T

Oh, Krystalle, it's okay. Really, it's okay. She snorted, irritated that he could tell her that while this entire fiasco was happening. It wasn't okay. It wouldn't be okay. She wasn't ready to be a mother, or even to simply give birth, regardless of if the children were living or not. She didn't want him to tell her it would be okay. Of course, the fact that he was being considerate about it at all was probably better than nothing; as he embrace her, she placed her arms about his chest and tried to calm her frazzled nerves. She snuffled instead of speaking, pale pink eyes staring absently at the wall of their makeshift home.

As he spoke again, she shoved at him. "That's what you think is wrong?! You think it's 'cause of the damned move?! How stupid are you?!" She didn't really think Mars was unintelligent, but the idea that she was so upset merely because he wanted her to move into a better place was, in the mind of the hormone frazzled woman, ridiculous. She turned away from him, rubbing at her cheek unhappily. "I don' wanna talk to you right now. Just show me where the damn place is." Exhaustion had overtaken her once more, the mood swing coming full circle into 'tired' once more.

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 06-11-2011, 02:19 PM

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OOC: Krystalle did it. +5

She had let him hug her for now, but then she shoved him away and got mad at him. Mars was confused, and he didn't know how to calm her down again. His mismatched ears fell back on his head and he looked down at the ground. She'd turn away from him, and then she would speak again about how she didn't want to talk to him, but she wanted him to show her where this place was. Mars felt hurt enough to want to withdraw, and this was what he did, enough for another personality to just jump up. Luck would have it that Bartholomew would be the one who took quick control, the man's body seeming to all of a sudden be possessed by something different. His posture changed, and he looked at the woman. Bart had heard most of the conversation and his head cocked to the woman. Why arr'ya all like this huh Krystalle? He'sa just tryin to help. the accented words came from the man's maw before he had looked towards the door. Bartholomew knew not of really where they were at, since he had not paid much attention to where he was going lately. He'd been wandering around in darkness most of this time, and he had been lost for some time. He was lucky to finally find a light.

The man huffed though and he crossed his hands across his chest, and he found the clothing that Mars was wearing to be less comfortable than his white leather jacket. He shrugged though, guessing that he could just this once walk around looking like Mars. So ya' and Mars aint in dat Art places anymore? the man asked the woman as he looked around the cave they were in. He snorted lightly. What a shithole this cave issa. the man spoke, he always did prefer buildings to caves, so the man looked back at her. Mars had anotha' places in mind, eh? I guesses we'll just haffa follow his scents where he went.. the man spoke, mostly to himself, but loud enough for Krystalle to hear if she wanted to talk back to him. Bartholomew was the one who wouldn't such up, but since Krystalle told Mars that she didn't want to talk to him, he might as well just be someone else completely, right?

Bartholomew looked at the woman, up and down, noticing that she was considerably bigger than she had been when he had seen her last. He knew why she was bigger, it was because she was pregnant. He knew why. He still felt bad, but he knew that he and Mars had to take responsibility for them. Bart grabbed the woman's food and her bag from the floor and he put them up higher on a rock next to her so that she could reach them and then he turned towards the cave entrance. I'll get Vox and uh, Senorita readys ferr us to rides. the man commented before he exited the cave and moved to Senorita first and put her reigns on and cooed to the mare and once he had been done with the mare he had moved over to his stallion and he made sure that he was ready to. Then he looked back to the cave entrance, waiting for his lover to join him so that they could find their new home.

Krystalle Horzana · 06-11-2011, 07:53 PM

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The change was quick, too quick for Krystalle to get away before she heard the accented voice she had first fallen in love with. She wasn't sure what to do. She didn't want to talk to Bartholomew, or Mars, or anyone else who was hiding in the back of the Russo's skull. She simply wanted to be alone. But Bartholomew would have none of that. The first thing he did was ask questions. Krystalle had forgotten that Bartholomew hadn't surfaced since before the move, and frowned while he asked about the place they were staying. His words on the state of the den caused the woman to turn. "He did the best he could, Barty, so shut up!" The exclamation was strange; she'd never really defended Mars from himself before, and it didn't take long for her to realize what she'd done.

She huffed. Allowing her mind to turn away from her outburst, she watched Bartholomew put her things in an easily accessible place; it didn't take long before they were in her arms, hugged tightly against her chest as he went to get their mounts. She didn't follow at first, instead letting her thoughts roam. They were going to be in their own home. They were going to be stuck as a family, and there she was, yelling at him for being mean to...himself. It was ridiculous. "Ai, dios mio." The whisper disappeared into the air as she followed her strange partner out into the open. With some difficulty, she mounted Senorita; the mare sniggered under the extra weight that she had only just started to get used to. Her friend sympathized.

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 06-13-2011, 08:51 PM

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OOC: +5

Bartholomew had not cared when the woman had told him that Mars did the best he could when deciding where they were living. Bartholomew would have picked a better place, that was all he was saying. Mars didn't pick the shittyst place on the block, it was just still pretty shitty to him. He did not speak of the matter and he walked out.
Bartholomew had reached into Mars' pockets and found exactly what he wanted. A cigarette case that had cigarettes in them. He opened it and took one out. He did not take one out for Krystalle, because for all he knew, she did not smoke. He'd seen her take a puff from his once or twice trying to be sexy for him, but never had he had to give her a whole cigarette for herself. He was an avid smoker so he almost always had one in his mouth (this is Bartholomew we are talking about, don't forget) when he was out in the open. Bart had taken the lighter that was in the other pocket of Mars' leather jacket and he had flicked the spark and made flame and he took the flame to the end of the cigarette and he inhaled the smoke. He returned the case and lighter back to Mars' pockets and he had walked over to Vox. He leveled his head to the steed's back and he put one hand on Vox's shoulders, and then the other on his rump and then he hoisted himself up onto the steed's back. He took Vox by the reigns and turned him towards Senorita for a moment to see if Krystalle was coming. She did go to her horse and mount it as well, painfully it looked and he almost wished he would have been able to help her. Bartholomew figured that they would keep this trip slow, so their children would not get shaken baby syndrome.

The two traveled along Bartholomew having to navigate through the smell of Mars on plants and the air that he had once been in before when he was Mars. Bartholomew knew not of how to get Mars to resurface, so he was stuck as him until Mars grew balls again and wanted to be out in the open. They followed it along to a town by the name of Berwick, and once they had found the residential district, Bartholomew had a much easier time finding which they would be going to. It was the nicest house on the block, rather big, with a big yard and only a few windows were busted in, and only a few shingles missing. The yard itself was rather beautiful because it had pretty wild flowers growing in it. Mars must have thought this place was nice because of the puppies being able to frolic out in the field. It even had it's own broken fence going around it. Bartholomew verified it was the house by the smell of Mars' urine on the fence posts. Dis is'a it. the man spoke to his companion, hoping that she would approve of the place deep down inside, though the Bartholomew frontier could have cared less.

Bartholomew dismounted his steed and then he trotted over to the side of Krystalle's and he offered to help her dismount. Come looks inside with meh. the man told her, holding his hands out to help her get down.

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