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* Temire and Michelle are talking in the living room. Temire seems very upset, while Michelle seems both disappointed and amused. * Ilarion wanders up to Ellesmere, his backpack slung over his shoulder. He is whistling to himself as he walks up to the door and knocks. <Temire> ::Michelle shakes her head and pats Temire's hand, obviously trying to comfort her:: <Temire> ::Both women look at the door before Michelle rises from her seat on the couch:: That's Ilarion. I'll leave the two of you alone so you can talk. * Temire rises to answer the door as Michelle leaves the room. * Ilarion looks up at the sky, then back at the door. * Temire pauses a moment to take a deep breath before opening the door, "Hi Roni..." <Ilarion> ::leaning down, he kisses her on the cheek:: Good afternoon, my dear... ::he looks at her:: Are you all right? * Temire shakes her head, "We need to talk..." <Ilarion> ::suddenly looking very worried:: Um... all right. * Temire hugs Roni, burying her face in his neck, "Can we go for a walk somewhere...I don't think I want to be here right now." <Ilarion> ::very confused:: Sure... ::he slings his backpack onto the floor in the foyer.:: I'll just pick that up later, shall I? * Temire nods silently. * Ilarion offers Mira his arm. * Temire takes Roni's arm, leaning heavily against him, clearly upset. * Ilarion leads her away from the city, along the narrow roads that lead out towards the woods. * Temire silents holds onto Roni, trying to calm herself down and failing miserably. <Ilarion> ::patting her arm absently:: What is it, Mira? * Temire trembles, "It's about last night...and this morning..." <Ilarion> ::swallows:: Are you sorry? * Temire sobs softly, "Roni...I'm not ready to be a mother yet..." <Ilarion> ::blinks, then coughs, his face pale:: What? ::takes her shoulders and looks at her:: Your? How can... ::trails off:: * Temire buries her face in Roni's shoulder, sobbing softly, "I don't know...Michelle says she can't tell for a few days...And she said she might not tell me..." <Ilarion> ::holds her, patting her hair:: Shhh... * Temire continues to sob, "But what if I am... * Temire shakes her head, "I should have known better...Michelle taught me...And I forgot..." <Ilarion> ::patting her hair:: I forgot, Mira ::his voice sounds almost rough with regret:: I should have thought about it. I didn't... * Temire sobs, "We both forgot..." <Ilarion> ::takes a deep breath:: I don't think we should borrow trouble.... ::looks around and finds a large rock sitting in a patch of sunlight:: Come here, sit down. * Temire sits down with Roni, holding on to him fiercely and trying to bring her sobs under control. <Ilarion> ::looking at her, he presses his lips together, then holds her:: Mira... I'm sorry. * Temire squirms more securely into Roni's embrace and shakes her head, "I should have thought of it...It's my fault..." <Ilarion> ::sighing:: Much as I hate to argue about blame, it was really something we both should have thought about. I'm as much, if not more, to blame. It's not like... ::sighs:: It's not like I don't already have one child. <Temire> Is this...Is this how it happened...With Carrie...And Ilya's mother? <Ilarion> ::blinks:: Is this how what happened? ::reaches into his pocket and hands her a handkerchief:: * Temire takes the handkerchief and begins wiping her face, "Is this how you got Carrie and Ilya's mother pregnant?" <Ilarion> ::winces:: Well, sort of. I didn't know anything about it... with Carrie. ::laughs a little:: After all, she seduced me. We'd been living together for months, but it had never occurred to me to do anything with her. She was just this poor street girl... I didn't think of her like that, until much later. <Ilarion> As for Ilya's mother... ::his face gets hard:: She did it on purpose. She wanted me to go home, claim my birthright and give her the power and riches she always wanted. I wouldn't do it... ::setting his jaw:: So she lied to me and then, when she was pregnant, tried to force me to go home. * Temire sighs, "What are we going to do?" <Ilarion> ::shuts his eyes, a tear leaking down one cheek:: I ran out on my own daughter, rather than let her be used against me like that, like she was a playing card. ::opens his eyes and looks at Mira:: I swore, when I got her back, that I would never run out on anyone I cared about again. ::touches her face:: I'm here for whatever decisions you're ready to make. * Temire shakes her head, "I don't...I don't know...I'm so scared..." <Ilarion> ::kisses her forehead:: There's really no hurry... it was just yesterday... there's no way to know yet... ::looks at her:: Can I ask an awkward question? * Temire laughs a little hysterically, "What could be more awkward than this?" <Ilarion> ::smiling grimly:: Don't tempt the fates like that, Mira... ::looking at her closely:: When was... ::blushing slightly:: When was the last time you bled? * Temire stops and thinks for several moments, obviously counting backwards in her head, "Midwinter." * Temire exercise of having to sift through her memories seems to have calmed Mira down some. * Ilarion counts backwards as well. "Seventeen days." He presses his lips together again. "Not good." * Temire loses her calm, shivering in Roni's embrace. <Ilarion> ::sighs:: Mira... love... let's not borrow trouble. We'll have to wait a few weeks and see what happens. You really can't make any decisions now. * Temire cries quietly, "I was so happy this morning...And now..." <Ilarion> ::hugs her, hard:: Mira... ::he sighs, then takes a deep breath:: Does this change anything? I... ::looks at her, his face tense:: I mean... ::looks away:: I still care about you. You know that, right? * Temire shakes her head, "I know you'd marry me and raise Ilya's siblings...But I don't want to be a mother yet...I'm still a child..." <Ilarion> ::swallows:: Well... ::his voice is harsh:: I know at least two good midwives. If you are, and that's what you want... I'll take care of you. * Temire sobs, "I don't want to be pregnant..." <Ilarion> ::taking her hand, he looks off into the distance:: I know. And you may not be... * Temire shudders, "I hope not." <Ilarion> I am sorry... ::he bites his lip:: * Temire sighs, "What are we going to do?" <Ilarion> ::shakes his head:: It's not something I can decide for you, Mira. I'm not even sure it's fair of me to... ::looks at her:: If you are, I'll support you in whatever you want to do. But it's your body and I don't have the right to say. * Temire sighs, "Roni...take me someplace where I won't brood over this." <Ilarion> ::glances at her:: Can I... ::looks away, as if he can not bear to look at her:: Do you still... I mean to say... do you regret it? Are you sorry? Do you... ::finally, almost desperately:: Do you still care about me? * Temire blinks back her tears, looking at Roni in confusion, "Why wouldn't I?" <Ilarion> ::relieved, he pulls her to him, hugging her to his chest hard:: Oh, Mira... ::he kisses her hair:: I do love you. ::he releases her, then scrubs his face with his hands:: You want to go have some dinner? * Temire frowns, "I think I'm too nervous to eat anything." <Ilarion> ::nodding:: All right... can you be cheery? I know Ilya was wanting to see you? We could just go spend some time with her, if you want/ * Temire smiles faintly, "I don't know if I can fake being cheery, but I think Ilya might be able to cheer me up. If I have to be a mother I hope my child turns out like her." <Ilarion> ::smirking just a little:: Well, you've got about half a chance at that, at any rate... ::then he ducks away as if he - rightfully so - expects Mira to hit him:: * Temire looks at Roni in confusion, "I didn't understand that at all." <Ilarion> ::laughing a bit, he kisses her on the cheek:: I was only joking love. Ilya is my daughter, though. Although, honestly, I'm almost nothing like my brother. * Temire smiles, "I know my father used to accuse my mother of being unfaithful when I was particularly rambunctious." * Ilarion offers her his arm. "Your parents... " He shakes his head. "Their loss, I guess..." * Temire takes Roni's arm and leans against him, "I hope I do a better job when I'm a mother." <Ilarion> ::leading her back towards his house:: I'm sure you will... whenever that is. |
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