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Post by dante on Jun 7, 2008 21:49:41 GMT -6
Dante frowned lightly when she heard this. She stood up and straightened her dress, then looked over to Martel. "Is that so? It's a good thing you brought him in when you did, then."
Realizing that Bandit was trying to show her something, Dante looked to what the pup was barking at and frowned when she saw Yoki. "Going through women's drawers, are you?"
"Lyra, you can't tell me that you'd believe your superior and role model would - "
"Scar and that blond fellow will be building that shed for you tomorrow," she cut him off, causing him to pale.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 21:52:01 GMT -6
(Now where am I in this? God, I'm so late!)
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 21:52:37 GMT -6
Martel frowned at Dante. She had really expected the woman to act like she didn't give a damn. After all, she had threatened to kill her babies since before they were born and had threatened to kill Nikolai not long after he was born. She found it somewhat ironic that what Dante had done to him could've possibly killed him.
Bandit stared at Yoki, panting quickly. It was almost as though she were laughing at the poor guy.
(Hey Greed. You can just enter in somewhere. Maybe in Martel and Dante's dorm)
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Post by dante on Jun 7, 2008 21:56:34 GMT -6
Yoki grumbled something under his breath and walked away from them. He stopped at the door and looked over his shoulder at Bandit. "Don't think this is the end, you awful little critter," he hissed. "I'll be having doggie stew soon enough." With that, he departed.
"Something wrong?" Dante asked Martel, noticing that she looked a bit conflicted.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 21:58:55 GMT -6
"Not really" Martel lied, shrugging her shoulders slightly. She really didn't feel like explaining what was wrong to Dante. The woman may have been easier to get along with, even their daughters seemed to be friends. But, she was not someone who Martel would easily talk to about any problem she had.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 21:59:02 GMT -6
Greed walked up the dorm's front door, shifting the bags of grocceries (and beer) into one arm as he fished inside his pocket for his keys with the other. After extracting the ring of keys, he carefully flipped until he found the right one and opened the door. Dropping his purchases on the counter in the kitchen, he stopped to see if anyone else was in.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:01:24 GMT -6
Noticing Greed in the kitchen Martel smiled. However, she sighed when she heard Arden screaming from upstairs. Quickly, she walked over to Greed and said, "Can you take him for a second?" while motioning to the sleeping baby in her arms.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:07:24 GMT -6
"Sure thing, babe no problem?" patting both on their heads gently. Walking slowly past them, not wanting to wake up the sleeping babe, making his ways up the stairs to Arden's room where he was still screaming his lungs out.
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Post by dante on Jun 7, 2008 22:08:41 GMT -6
"Alright, then," Dante answered nonchalantly, taking a seat on her chair. The alchemist had been around long enough to tell when someone was lying to her, but understood Martel didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't pursue it any further.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:11:43 GMT -6
(Arden's a girl, Greed)
Martel opened the door to her and Dante's dorm. Arden was in her crib, tears streaming from her eyes. Martel quickly noticed what the problem was. Her daughter had accidently thrown her Manic plush over the bars of her crib. She picked up the stuffed toy as well as the drumsticks and handed them to Arden. The young girl brightened instantly, hugging her toy before starting to drum on the bars of her crib. Martel sighed at her daughter's behavior, but gently rubbed the brunette's head and muttered, "Should I be worried that your role model is a green anthropormorphic hedgehog that plays drums?"
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:14:46 GMT -6
"I don't see why that's a problem, better it than Pride or Envy," Greed replied obviously missing his lover's sarcasim. Walking past Marta he picked up Arden and her plush and held her in the air above him. "Who's a cute girl? Who's a good girl?", he cooed to his giggling girl.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:18:48 GMT -6
Arden's response was to hold her toy closely to her body. Sharing wasn't something she liked to do. She also attempted to reach the bars of her crib again, desprate to try drumming again.
"I'm definitely going to save up some money to get her drum lessons when she's older." Martel said, motioning to Arden as she placed Nikolai into his crib. "Not that she really needs them". As she spoke, she smiled a little sadly at Nikolai.
Now bored, Bandit decided to lay down next to Dante's chair. She kept her eyes on the television, seeming to be entraced by what she was viewing.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:23:05 GMT -6
"Our daughter a drummer? That could work, just promise me you won't try to start up a family band. I gave up dream after you made me watch that Partridge show," he muttered with a groan.
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Post by dante on Jun 7, 2008 22:24:30 GMT -6
Dante leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. With Scar absent so often, she had taken almost all the responsibility of rearing their child. And boy, was it exhausting!
Opening her eyes, she glanced down at Bandit, and saw that she was staring at the television screen. Curious, Dante looked at the television, wondering what had such a hold on the animal's attention.
Dahlia was watching Sonic Underground in her crib when Martel and Greed came in. Recognizing Martel, she smiled widely and barked a greeting to her.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:25:41 GMT -6
Martel nodded. "Hey, I took Nikolai to the hospital today" she began. Greed should probably know what was wrong with Nikolai. The kid was his son after all.
Meanwhile, Arden had begun to whine and squirm in her father's grasp. The four-month-old girl was really just a bundle of energy and she didn't like to be held for a long time. She smiled when she heard her best friend barking. In return, she giggled happily clapping her drumsticks together.
Bandit ran over to the TV and began to paw at the buttons mounted on the moniter. By some miracle, she managed to turn the TV on and get it on a channel that was airing an episode of CSI.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:33:46 GMT -6
"Why?", Greed asked, slightly tensing do to an small degree of dread. He hadn't seen as much of his kids that he wanted to lately, due to having to support his new family through small part time jobs he was able to scrounge up. If something was wrong with Niki, this was the first time he'd heard about it.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:35:16 GMT -6
"Well, you remember how a couple of days after he was born, Dante tried to use him to open the Gate? And how she cut the array into his stomach?" she asked, shifting her glance from her son to her lover.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:41:27 GMT -6
Greed's hands clasped so tight he didn't doubt he had just drawn blood. How could he forget what that bitch did to his son. "What happened?", he asked, not refering to Dante's attempt, but to what happened at the hosptial.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 7, 2008 22:45:13 GMT -6
"Apparently he got an infection that killed a lot of these things in his cells that he needs for his organs to work. So he sleeps a lot to make sure that he can live, but he doesn't even wake up to eat some of the time, and when he does, I can at the most get him to drink half the bottle" Martel informed Greed, smiling slightly as Nikolai awoke and began to gnaw on the bars of his crib. The wood already had at least fifty indentations as a result of the teething child's shark-like teeth.
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Post by sternum on Jun 7, 2008 22:53:31 GMT -6
(Damn this is deep stuff. I gotta go for the night Nikki. I'll be on tomorrow. And if you're wondering, Greed is very, very pissed. I'd talk to him before he kills Dante. Night.)
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