Odessa's body had begun to change as new life sprung inside her. A small raise was positioned at her front and, thankfully, so far she'd only experienced the joys new life brought aside from the sickness and pain. Naturally she'd been more tired, but she'd remained pleasant to spend time with and only small spurts of irritation seeped through when she was alone. And they were never, ever directed at anyone aside from the jar of herbs, or the piece of paper before her. But Odessa was shadowed constantly by a feeling in joy and enlightenment, an easy stirring inside her that never failed to make her smile. But she was worried too, as Imhotep did. The medic was small in stature when compare to other women her age. Of course she fitted the bill visually, but in scale she was almost dwarfed by others. Odessa still looked teenage now, womanly but small and childlike. And this would make things difficult.
She walked slowly down the beach, her hands resting across her stomach gently. Her mind soaring into the distance as she wonder what they'd be like, visually and in personality. The medic hardly noticed the pair of males at the other end of the beach, and stopped abruptly when she did. 'Hello? she managed to question timidly.
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