bracing for impact

Denver Mathis · 05-15-2012, 06:17 PM

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i figure we can play this out a bit just for moar posts 8D hope this is okay with you.. i know we didn't really talk about how i'd start this. Tongue

Maggie, he mumbled softly, rolling over to face as the light began to peek in through the cracks in the ruined roof. They had set this day aside for an adventure. Truth be told, they'd embarked on more of an adventure than Denver had ever planned for. Pale blues traced her shape through the blankets, stopping at the curve of her stomach. Soon it'll be even more round, he thought, but it wasn't so pleasant. He'd wanted kids one day, sure, but he didn't feel ready now, and the idea still made him nervous as all hell. Gently, he took hold of one of her shoulders, shaking her lightly awake. C'mon, we got stuff to do today, don't forget, he reminded her, sitting up with a stretch and a yawn, blinking groggily down at her.

Their home was nowhere near child-proof; as he glanced around, he noticed the bottles of liquor atop one shelf, easily reachable for a mischievous pup whose parents looked away for a moment. Cursing, he shoved the covers aside and stood up. He'd slept in plaid navy boxers, but began to dress quickly once he stood, reaching for pants and a t-shirt, today. The Confidant didn't want to chance his nicer clothes getting harmed in the lesser known territory, where things were dangerous and dirty, covered with dust and who knew what else. He shuddered at the thought, remembering encounters with spiders and snakes and the like last time. But Denver's blades were sharper this time, and nothing would harm his love.

Magnolia Takekuro · 05-15-2012, 08:36 PM

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Maggie had been lazier than normal lately. Her desire to participate in the recent raids and altercations going on in the kingdom had waned considerably once she had learned she was with child. It was a shock Magnolia hadn’t expected to get this so early in her life; she was barely an adult herself. She was only going to celebrate her second birthday in a few short months. However, she embraced the gift that had been bestowed upon her; the beauty of new life, a faithful mate by her side, and a large family. The Confidant would often daydream about her own future children, little creatures that came from her own blood running around in the world. Salsola may not be the most ideal place Maggie had imagined to reproduce in, but the pups born here had turned out alright. Perhaps the whole Family would have a part in raising her babies, and they, too, would be little princes and princess of the Thistle Kingdom.

Maggie’s laziness kept her from fully acknowledging her mate’s voice; she had turned over for just a few more minutes of sleep when he spoke. Getting up and starting their day was not something the silver Confidant was rushing to go do. She groaned as he reminded her of the task that lay ahead…. Why did she have to go? She wasn’t very useful as she couldn’t strain her body or do much in case it were to hurt the children. But she knew Denver wanted the company, and they were a team now, so she would have to change her attitude towards him soon. It would just take some getting used to.

Her mate dressed and with that, she finally got out of the bed, grabbing the pile of necklaces on her dresser and looping them over her neck. Her dagger was placed around her neck last, and she adjusted it so it was just right in place between her breasts. She turned her attention back to Denver after she was finished. “I’ll go get Jasper tacked up,” she said with a smirk on her face. The journey there would sure be interesting. With a flick of her black-tipped tail she stretched her arms up to the heavens, trying her best to shake off the sleep that fogged her brain.

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Denver Mathis · 05-17-2012, 10:49 PM

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<3

Denver was always happy to watch the woman in his life go about her morning, but once she was finished came the part he dreaded: the horse ride. He knew it was faster, more efficient, blah, blah, blah. Even Jasper still made him nervous after all this time, though the horse had been nothing but sweet to him. It was their muscles, their long, sharp legs ending in hard, strong hooves. He didn't trust the things, and their rides always made his heart race. He gave her a half-hearted reply smile, and took a long moment to follow her outside.

After all of the business of getting on the horse, and the constant fear of falling off, it might have been pleasant, sometimes. He clung to Maggie's comfortable shape as they rode for far too long, his grip occasionally tightening desperately out of fear. The wind in his hair was nice, but the tangled mess that was his hair when they arrived was not. As they slowed, he soon realized that his stomach was not happy about the trip either. He grumbled, but tried his best not to complain; after all, it wasn't him with babies in his belly.

The Confidant clambered off of that horse as soon as he could and stepped away, sweeping his palms over his clothing. His legs were covered with the beast's hair. Damn animal. He sighed, giving up on that effort; the hairs were tiny, and everywhere. Pale blues turned to his mohawked love, offering a strained smile. Where d'ya think we should start? he wondered to Maggie while he glanced about, still unable to recognize the shops in Halifax. They all looked so similar now; cracked, faded, and crumbling. Denver was certain that there would be at least some places that still hid treasures for the little ones-- and their parents.

Magnolia Takekuro · 05-20-2012, 05:34 PM

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One of these days I’m gonna get my butt in gear and have a layout of Maggie’s house… one day. XD

The ride was exhilarating for exactly half of the wolves on Jasper’s back… Maggie loved the feeling of the wind whipping her Mohawk this way and that and the chills she got from listening to her beloved horse’s hooves. She could feel her mate’s grip on her body tighten occasionally as the white horse jumped over various fallen trees and rocks. That was the part she loved the best; the ball in her stomach that formed every time Jasper’s feet weren’t surefooted and there was a chance she could fall. Maggie knew this wasn’t the best attitude when she had however many growing lives in her belly… if Jasper were to slip on a rock, she could lose them all in one simple tumble. But luckily the horse made it to the city safely, and when her mate jumped off the animal like he had seen a ghost she giggled at him, sighing happily.

Her dismount wasn’t quite as quick, for she chose to slide off his back gracefully onto the ground. The dainty lady took in her surroundings, unsure of how to answer her mate. They hadn’t compiled a list of any sort, and as this was her first time Maggie had no idea what young children would need. Fabric was a definite.. for their warmth, and carrying them on her back, she supposed. “No idea,” she said after a while. “They’ll need blankets, and we’ll need to build them a large bed for all of them to fit in…” While she wasn’t entirely sure how many babies were growing in her belly, it definitely wasn’t a small amount. There were times when the silver Confidant felt at least three unwieldy puppies kicking, almost out of impatience. She took off in the direction of the road, grabbing Jasper’s reins with one hand and rubbing her ever growing stomach with her other.

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Denver Mathis · 05-23-2012, 07:09 PM

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psshhh i am so lazy with that stuff.. >< i always say i wanna go all out for my characters and their profiles, but i never do. *sigh* also... lol at this post.

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a dog among kings with no self control

Denver watched Maggie closely as she slid down from the horse's back. One wrong move and the horse could kick her right in the stomach, or she could fall and crush the babies inside of her. "Careful, Maggie," he voiced nervously, only looking away once she landed safely.

They were surrounded by buildings, mostly decrepit things that he wouldn't trust to stay in even for a night. But they held things that the soon-to-be parents desperately needed. Something for them to sleep in, he thought, knowing he once knew the word. "A cradle," he said, starting forward as he spoke, "I'm sure we can find something here. C'mon, let's just start lookin', I guess."

He made sure to move slowly so that Maggie wouldn't strain, but he hurried into the first building before her, making sure it was safe as he entered. The door had been ripped away, resting against a wall, paint flaking down it's face. The room was dusty, but the windows had long been smashed, letting light pour into the abandoned room. It had been a house, he assessed as he moved carefully through. The debris was thin, but the dirt and grime was thick.

The Confidant had only gotten a few paces into the home when he stopped, his sinuses suddenly flaring. The pale mutt sneezed once, twice, and three times. Dazed, he shook his head, backing up out of the house and into the clean air. "Too much dust, I can't--", he sneezed again, "I can't go in there... Look around real quick 'n see if there's anything good. Somethin' not too dusty..." Denver sighed and took a grateful breath of the open air, rubbing his pink nose dejectedly.

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Magnolia Takekuro · 05-24-2012, 04:07 PM

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The poodle-wolf was acting rather peculiar and the very pregnant Maggie couldn’t help but giggle. He looked ridiculous, entering that store and then immediately running out, sneezing like his soul was trying to leave his body. The girl kept giggling as she walked towards him, helping him dust off the particles from his fur and clothing. She finally stopped laughing long enough to agree with her mate. “A cradle is a good idea,” she mused, wondering what sort of contraption they could fashion to keep their littles ones safe.

Maggie dutifully pranced inside the house, more excited the more she stepped. Lucky for her the dust was not a problem, and she crept through the building. There was no cradle, this house had been looted quite a long time ago and most of its contents were gone besides the broken glass and rotten wood. A pout forming on her face, she left the building and briskly walked back to Denver. “Nothing in here, let’s try the next one,” she said, disappointment in her voice. She must have seemed ridiculous, they didn’t even really know what they were looking for!

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Denver Mathis · 06-12-2012, 07:39 PM

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kekeke

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a dog among kings with no self control

He spent the minutes recovering. It had been a while since he'd had such an intense allergy attack, and his sinuses were not forgiving. Denver hoped that the sensation in his temples was not a forming headache; he didn't want that today. As he paced outside, pale blues peered around for other prime locations. He thought he spied an old clothing store across the way, with some fabric still hung in the window. He couldn't be sure, though, and stayed put while he waited for Maggie.

She returned quickly, with empty arms. He supposed it had been too much to hope they might find something right away. Alright, he agreed, rubbing his itchy nose. I think one 'o these places down here might have some blankets 'n such, he suggested, gesturing over to the place. As they walked, though, another shop piqued Denver's interest. Hmm, this looks good, he said hopefully to Maggie, pushing through the rusty-hinged door. This one wasn't nearly as dusty as the other; a breeze rolled through it thanks to the gaping hole in it's back wall. Still, its walls still held some shelves sparsely lined with colorful toys. The floor had been a bright yellow carpet, now dull from wear and decay. Some good toys in here... Many of them had been picked through, he could tell, but there were still a good choice few. Some perfect for a girl, and others for a boy. What do you think? he asked, as he dug underneath some debris to wrench free a plastic toy car. Denver tried to roll it over the floor, but it didn't get far. Still, he thought it was a good find.

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Magnolia Takekuro · 06-17-2012, 09:29 PM

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Ummmmm does Denver have a satchel or something? Cause Maggie doesn’t….

Her mate walked into an adjacent building, and the silver wolf quickly followed suit. Denver found a toy car which she found amusing, she enjoyed the fact that her babies would be entertained by human remains. She nodded at Denver’s choice, and walked past him. She didn’t see anything that caught her eye except for something tattered on the floor. She nimbly picked it up off the ground, and saw that it was a stuffed animal. The wolf oogled at it, a little shocked, and put it back on the floor. “Do we want our children to play with human-toy bears?” she asked her mate carefully, eyeing the brown furry thing on the ground. It had clearly been first visited by moths, but still salvageable.

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