Thursday, April 21, 2011
Pandora whispers to Ob and excuses herself briefly... she crosses the room to the bar and talks to Monty and picks up the phone he sits on the counter. Silk answers the phone and soon she finds herself talking to Alise. "Yes, the children are doing well, Tomas is becoming quite the dominant male in front of the girls; wonder if it has to do with those bumps you found on his back? They are all so precocious compared to ordinary babes their age, I think it is their supernatural heritage. They seem more prepared to survive on their own... not one of them will take their food or drink without having real glasses to drink out of and little forks to eat with; I'm afraid mealtime is hysterical with the girls both trying to eat like me... and Tomas using his fingers to shove his on his fork while he thinks no one watches."
Pandora is relieved to hear Alise chuckle on the other end of the phone... without having asked she knows things are a little better; but Alise proceeds to tell her that they have done the transfusions and cleaned up Star and although she has not wakened yet, she is pronounced stable by Rowan and the Fae physician. When she hangs up Monty has a coffee concoction ready and she proceeds back to Adrian and Thea.
"Lord Adrian, I talked with Alise and Star has received all the blood needed right now;and is more stable; although she has yet to waken. She received substantial blood loss during her delivery and Eric and the baby are holding vigil at her bedside." Pandora turned to Thea, "Your sister is done with her transfusions, and I'm sure she would welcome that call from you... all are so on edge waiting at that end."
Feeling like she can relax a little herself, Pandora slips back into Obsidian's waiting arms, his arms tightening around her with approval for having given them some hopeful news. She knows he probably knew as much already from Tori and Stoney; but he is proud of her.
She sits to visit a little with the couple at the table... while Ob wanders over to chat with the warriors as they wolf down their food; always ready to leap up at a moments notice if needed. The solemn mood is broken briefly as there is a thundering of little feet overhead... and even through the taverns thick walls you can hear Tomas' growl as he chases Chloe and Tara around the nursery. Even Lord Adrian has a curve to his lips at the sound... perhaps remembering past happy days as a child....
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