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Post by fanboi on Mar 31, 2008 11:23:46 GMT -6
The baby giggled and grabbed Havoc's pinky causing a laugh from the woman. "I'm Rose. This little one is Cain... I heard Scar talking about a hospital north of here. It's not far actually." She looked at him in a new light for anyone to get indignant over a child being hurt was fine by her. That just meant they had a kind heart. "I do not know who did it. I only know that it happened." she said rather sadly.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 31, 2008 11:38:01 GMT -6
"Jean Havoc."He gives Rose a gentle smile.
"Tch, that's what i get for falling asleep. I wouldn't be surprised if Scar hasn't already killed the bastard."Feeling the child tug his finger, Havoc leans towards Cain, once again with a gentle smile"Sorry 'bout my language kid."
"So, which way is north?"He looks at Rose.
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Post by fanboi on Mar 31, 2008 11:41:30 GMT -6
Cain just giggled in response as Rose laughed as well, looking up at the sun which was to teh west she smiled and pointed "That way is north. Don't you know your directions?" she tased flashing him a quick smile as her face lit up a little
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 31, 2008 14:09:18 GMT -6
"What can i say?This world seems to be changing me, be it for better or worse."Havoc shows Rose his million dollar smile before running a hand through his hair "So, uh, shall we go?"
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Post by dante on Mar 31, 2008 16:52:08 GMT -6
"That's exactly right, Archer," Bradley answered, also keeping his voice low so the driver wouldn't hear. "The Philsopher's Stone could be as deadly as a nuclear weapon in the wrong hands, if not more so. Lady Dante took it upon herself to ensure such a travesty would never happen. Everything was going perfectly until Major Hughes got a little too curious and started snooping around."
Some time passed. The city was far behind the cab, which was now deep into the heart of the countryside. Eventually a large Victorian house came into view. The driver, noticing that the house fit the description he was given, looked back at Bradley. "We're on the right street. This the place?" Bradley nodded in confirmation, and the driver pulled up in front of the house. After being payed his fare he drove back the way he came.
Motioning for Archer to follow, Bradley walked up the wide stone staircase leading to the front door, his posture straight and his hands clasped behind his back. Knocking on the door, he waited patiently for a response. The door opened about a minute later, revealing a large blond man who looked as if he just crawled out of bed.
The blond man yawned and rubbed his eyes. Breaking out of his groggy state, he recognized Pride and turned his head to the side. "Hey, Dante! Your pirate friend is here." Turning back to Archer and the Fuhrer, he stepped aside and motioned for them to come in. "Come on in, Long John Silver and friend," he said with a snarky chuckle.
Bradley sighed in mind annoyance, but decided not to let the youth get under his skin. He dealt with morons like him before and knew that it reacting negatively to their foolishness would only fuel the fire. Stepping inside, the Fuhrer choked slightly at the disgusting smell that filled the front room. It was the stench of blood - among other things - and a sweet flowery scent that was apparently meant to cover it up.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 17:06:36 GMT -6
Hearing a whimper coming from the once sleeping baby in the cradle, Martel sighed. "Hold him for a second" she instructed, handing Nikolai over to Greed. After taking a second to show the new father how to hold the newborn correctly, she went over to her now wailing daughter. Picking the brunette up, she shook her head and quietly said, "Hungry again, huh?" Nonetheless when she sat back down on the hospital bed, she lifted her shirt and began to nurse Arden. "Well, all I can say is at least you're not as rough as your brother" Martel said, smiling slightly as she looked to the baby in Greed's arm. The boy was now attempting to touch his father's face with a barely openned fist. "So...." Martel began, "What do you think of them?"
Wrath looked up at Scar. "Where is everyone? Martel, Greed, Mustang, Havoc, Pride, Dante? Where are they?" he asked the scarred man curiously. Despite his lack of healing abilities, the boy seemed to be recovering rather quickly.
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Post by androgynos on Mar 31, 2008 18:57:24 GMT -6
Frank was silent for a moment then broke the silence with a statement, an obvious one, but he felt he had to say something. "Such a burden to carry...and for so long, too. Four hundred years..inconceivable. No wonder the lady is so reserved and seems so cold. It must be difficult...watching those around you that you love grow old and die...only to to live on and see other loved ones grow old and die. And she is so...defamed, and hated at the house. No one knows that what she has done, has been done for them. That...is noble." He furrowed his brow in thought and looked out the window in deep thought and took the rest of the ride in silence.
Frank stepped inside the front door following the Fuhrer when his nose was assailed by the stench of...lots of things. All covered by a cloyingly sweet odor that made him nauseous. He did his best to maintain a pleasant facade and smiled.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 19:12:01 GMT -6
Wanting an answer, Wrath pulled on Scar's sleeve. "Scar?" he whispered, loud enough for him to hear. "Just tell me where everyone is and if they're okay".
Marco was walking when he spotted Dorochet. "Hello" he said, walking over. "I don't think we were properly introduce. My name's Dr. Tim Marco, and you are?" He extended a hand in greeting.
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Post by dante on Mar 31, 2008 19:19:11 GMT -6
The door at the right side of the room opened and out stepped Dante, who was applying concealer to a rather nasty bruise just beneath her right eye. Bradley frowned profoundly at this, furious with himself for not being able to stop Alphonse from smacking his creator.
"I'm surprised you managed to get out so quickly, Bradley," Dante commented as she applied the finishing touches to her bruise. Seeing Archer standing next to him, she quirked a thin eyebrow in surprise. "And why is Archer with you?"
"Colonel Archer here was kind enough to bail me out of prison," Bradley said with a wide smile as he gave Archer a pat on the back.
Dante smiled widely at Archer when she heard this. "Is that so? You never fail to impress me with your loyalty and helpfulness, Archer. How can I ever hope to repay you?"
Just then, Dante's colleague and friend, Magrace, stepped out of the study. In contrast to his son, who was wearing a pair of torn jeans and a loose-fitting t-shirt, Magrace was clothed in a long, loose-fitting, nearly translucent gray robe that one would expect to see on a cult leader. Many intricate designs were sewn into the robe with black silk, giving it a mildly regal feel. Underneath this strange garment he wore a skin-tight black sweater that was clearly visible through the robe's translucent fabric.
"It is a pleasure to see you again, Fuhrer Bradley," the skeletal man greeted the former leader of Amestris with a full bow. Raising himself, he caught a glimpse of Archer standing near Bradley. "Oh! I see you brought a friend."
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Post by androgynos on Mar 31, 2008 19:36:41 GMT -6
Frank just continued smiling pleasantly at everyone, nervous as always around meeting new people. He simply nodded when Bradley patted his back.
Dante favored him with a brilliant smile and he blushed slightly. "Well, first of all, please call me Frank, if you will, Miss Dante. And secondly..do you enjoy the opera?" he asked.
Just then, a man entered the room that carried with him an air of quiet dignity, dressed quite expensively and tastefully. He straightened his posture a bit and turned to him waiting to be introduced.
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Post by Scar on Mar 31, 2008 19:37:15 GMT -6
Scar glanced down at Wrath. "Well, their all mostly here." he replied. "Or home. Or jail. Depends on the person, really. Now come on, lets get you inside." With that, he pushed open the door with his shoulder and carried the boy in.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 19:39:45 GMT -6
"I'll be more specific then, where's Martel?" Wrath asked, realizing that he would have to refer to a certain person to get answers.
Seeing the two of them come in, a young man came over to them. "Hello, how may I help..." He looked down and saw Wrath. "My God! What happened to the boy? The child is a boy....right?"
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Post by Scar on Mar 31, 2008 19:45:54 GMT -6
"She's here. She had her baby." he replied. Just then, a man had to pop up. Great.."Yes, he's a boy...." Scar replied bluntly. "He was assaulted. Child battery. The man responsible is currently behind bars." And if he wasn't, he would be losing a few teeth...and some limbs.
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 31, 2008 19:46:16 GMT -6
Dorochet looked at the man, then extended his hand and shook the man's. " Nice to meet you Dr. Marco, the name's Dorochet." He said with a small smile. " Are the babies going to be alright then?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 19:48:49 GMT -6
"I know....I saw them already....she had them in the rec room at the house. But...why is she here? Is she okay?" His questons were stopped momentarily when the man took him gently from Scar's arms.
"My name is Dr. William Tell, yes, like the apple-arrow guy." Obviously he got a response like that a lot. "Before we can do anything, I need some information. Just the boy's name, age, and parents."
Marco shrugged slightly. "I haven't had any time to look at them. I thought I used let them all rest for a little bit. But, from what I can tell, they seem to be fine. Small, yes, but that's to be expected. I have to say, I'm upset to hear that they were apparently delivered at home...." He frowned, but it was replaced quickly by a small smile. "You really seem to care for those little ones, don't you?"
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 31, 2008 19:56:44 GMT -6
" Yes i didn't understand why they didn't come here during the contractions... but regardless, they're both healthy babies, a little premature yes but healthy all the same." Dorochet said with a peaceful smile.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 20:00:22 GMT -6
"I guess it is possible that she didn't know they were contractions. After all, I'm sure she didn't expect to be delivering for at least another month. Come to think of it, I wonder what caused her to go into labor so early, as well as who actually delivered. I'll be checking Martel out too, to make sure she's okay, and gets stitches if she's experienced any tearing. No matter what, their probably going to have to stay overnight. It's a precaution, to see if anything happens to them over the next 24 hours. I don't think anything will, those two are stronger than they look.....Hmmm, just realized I never learned their names" Marco realized aloud. He looked to Dorochet as if asking if he knew.
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Post by dante on Mar 31, 2008 20:08:29 GMT -6
Dante did not expect such a question, but knew full well what Archer was aiming at. One becomes quite familiar with romantic advances after being around for so long. So those flowers and chocolates weren't just a friendly gift, after all! But she could have sworn he was a homosexual! Perhaps her astounding beauty and sensual presence converted him, she mused with an inward chuckle.
"I've always been an avid fan of the opera," Dante answered. "Unfortunately, it's been ages since I've seen one. My occupation in Amestris left me with little time to myself, unfortunately."
Noticing that her colleague entered the room, Dante glanced briefly at Magrace, then returned her attention to Archer. "Frank, this is Wilhelm Magrace, also known as Nikanoru, and a good friend of mine. Magrace, this is Colonel Frank Archer, Pride's best and most valuable soldier."
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Colonel," Magrace said with a seemingly forced smile. "Though I would love to exchange further pleasantries, I am afraid I have a strict schedule to adhere to..."
The brown-haired man paused and gave his son a pointed glance. The blonde boy nodded in understanding and walked down the nearest hallway.
The Fuhrer, taking no note of the boy's sudden departure, nodded. "I understand. The last thing we want to do is interfere with your research for Lady Dante, sir. If you would just lend us your car so we can go home, we'll get out of your hair."
Magrace paused in deep thought, pursing his lips. "Actually," he began again, "would you mind if I accompanied you to your home? I am anxious to meet these wild characters Lady Dante has been telling me about. I'm sure my son can handle whatever work I still have left for today."
Dante smiled to herself. With Pride, Archer, and Magrace protecting her, no one would be able to lay a hand on her once she got home. "Of course you can, my dear Magrace."
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Post by dudeguy on Mar 31, 2008 20:09:58 GMT -6
" The boy's name is Nikolai and the girl is Arden." He said trying to think a bit. " I shall be staying here also, along with one of our friends." Dorochet said, hands in pockets.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 31, 2008 20:12:49 GMT -6
"Interesting names. And, if you want to stay, I'm sorry, but you'll have to sleep in the lobby. We need to keep the beds available to patients. You have a friend coming to stay? Who?" The doctor questioned. He was having an easy time talking to Dorochet for some reason. "I have to say, I feel somewhat sorry for the people in your home." Marco shook his head as he thought of it.
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