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Post by jenee on Sept 14, 2008 23:20:13 GMT -5
Nyra felt a chilly fear grip her as everything suddenly clicked into place. "Jaclyn..." she whispered. "I can't be..." She paused, her own hand trailing to her stomach, her eyes widening as she contemplated the idea. "...pregnant?"
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 14, 2008 23:22:53 GMT -5
Jaclyn chewed on her lower lip, unsure of what to say. Finally, "It... it would explain... But I don't know. I'm not a healer. We could ask one, though."
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Post by jenee on Sept 14, 2008 23:26:28 GMT -5
Nyra's fright remained drawn on her face. "But if it's true...that'd make you and Jyrra aunts...Jamison would be a father...and I'd be..." She couldn't even bring herself to say it. "I have to know, though...for sure..."
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 14, 2008 23:27:56 GMT -5
Jaclyn nodded slowly. "Yes, all that's true... And yes, we need to confirm it before we get all worked up." The rational part of her brain was taking over the situation now, but she couldn't help asking, "But still... Would that be such a bad thing?"
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Post by jenee on Sept 14, 2008 23:33:21 GMT -5
Nyra nodded, slowly. "Yes...Jaclyn, I don't know anything about this kind of thing...I hardly even know how to take care of a child. I never knew my father, and I was seperated from my mother before I even really knew her. And that's only the start of it. " She looked at Jaclyn, her gaze pleading. "I think I need to see a healer. Fast."
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 15, 2008 10:26:19 GMT -5
Jaclyn's eyes widened slightly at the desperation in Nyra's tone. "Alright, I'll fetch one," she murmured, standing and hurrying away. She returned a few minutes later, accompanied by the elderly woman who had cared for Nyra earlier. "What seems to be the problem, dearie?" the healer asked after they were settled on the bed once more. She glanced between the two- clearly Jaclyn hadn't voiced her suspicions yet.
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Post by jenee on Sept 15, 2008 21:56:18 GMT -5
Nyra bit her lip, her face still a light shade of red as she looked back and forth between the healer and Jaclyn, wondering how exactly she was going to phrase this. After a long moment of silence, she decided to just come out with the truth. Her voice was quiet as she murmured, "I'm not sure, but...I think I might be...pregnant." She drew in a breath. "Of course...I'm not certain...but I have to know." The sorceress quickly ran through a list of the things she and Jaclyn had discussed, trying her best to appear calm and collected. Inside, however, the terror still remained, and was etched deep in her eyes as she waited anxiously for someone to say something.
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 15, 2008 22:00:04 GMT -5
The healer nodded slowly, eyes wide and serious. "Well, it certainly sounds plausible," she croaked after a quiet moment. "Here, lift up your shirt." She reached forward with a callused, wrinkly hand, and added, "My magic might not be strong, but even the most limited healing magic can sense life."
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Post by jenee on Sept 15, 2008 22:03:10 GMT -5
Nyra obeyed after a brief moment of hesitation, pulling up her shirt so that her stomach was exposed.
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 15, 2008 22:08:51 GMT -5
The healer pressed her hand to Nyra's abdomen, closing her eyes briefly. "Mm..." A slight frown creased her forehead.
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Post by jenee on Sept 15, 2008 22:10:13 GMT -5
Nyra waited quietly, frozen in place.
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 15, 2008 22:11:26 GMT -5
The healer's eyes opened, and fixed Nyra with a steady gaze. "I believe your suspicions were correct, my dear. Life flickers in your body. Life that is not your own."
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Post by jenee on Sept 15, 2008 22:16:12 GMT -5
Nyra closed her eyes, trembling as she flattened out her shirt again. Her hand lingered over her stomach for a moment before she looked back up. This time, it was obvious the sorceress was, more than anything, frightened. What would happen? What did the healer think of her...what did Jaclyn think of her? Jamison was her brother, after all...and what would she tell Jamison, himself? She shivered, burying her face in her arms, which now rested on bent knees. Only after another long moment did she dare to look up again.
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Post by m!chelle--✗ on Sept 15, 2008 22:18:14 GMT -5
"Nyra..." Jaclyn spoke up this time, shifting a little closer, and hesitantly resting a hand on the sorceress's shoulder. "Nyra, it'll be okay. What are you afraid of?"
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Post by jenee on Sept 15, 2008 22:22:01 GMT -5
Nyra felt warm tears prick at the back of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall as she looked a Jaclyn. "This is all my fault...the baby...I hardly know anything about raising children...and..." Her voice faltered and she shook her head. And now its life depends on my own...
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