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justice_is_blond) wrote2016-01-15 11:45 am
justice_is_blond) wrote2016-01-15 11:45 am
Inbox for Fade Rift
[Please leave a message after the beep that doesn't actually exist.]
Please do. [There's a wet sniffle.] She'll be awake any minute, she's been asleep for a long time. It's a good long nap and she should be alert while you're here.
[He doesn't take long to get there, and anyone observant could notice that his eyes are a bit red and cheeks a little puffy. It doesn't keep his smile from being warm when he knocks quietly. It was a non-sad cry, something he's had a few of lately.]
[The door opens and Pel's eyes are also red and puffy, and her other arm is full of a burrito baby who has just been fed and is flopped dramatically against Pel's shoulder because lifting one's head is for champions and she is but a mini-champion.]
Come in, [she says breathlessly, and as soon as the door is closed she begins to transfer Sina to his arms.] Your little niece. Little Sina.
Come in, [she says breathlessly, and as soon as the door is closed she begins to transfer Sina to his arms.] Your little niece. Little Sina.
[He comes in with a duck of his head and a mischievous, but acknowledging shift in his smile. He'd heard the sounds, yes, but knowing he hadn't been the only one a bit worked up is fun in his books.
The baby is taken with care, cradled so he can look down into her tiny face.]
Look at you, little Sina. No matter how many times I work with infants, it's still amazing how small they are.
[She sticks out her tongue and he does the same right back, because maturity is for people who aren't playing with a baby.]
How is she sleeping?
The baby is taken with care, cradled so he can look down into her tiny face.]
Look at you, little Sina. No matter how many times I work with infants, it's still amazing how small they are.
[She sticks out her tongue and he does the same right back, because maturity is for people who aren't playing with a baby.]
How is she sleeping?
[A soft, breathless laugh.] She's sleeping fine the last few days, and you're not supposed to be a healer right now. You're also an uncle. [Though the tongue thing is a good start.] It's me having trouble sleeping, but that's supposed to be normal for a new parent.
[Sina looks completely blown away by the fact that she can communicate with this crazy weird shem person, and sticks her tongue out again. Mainly she is a very normal elf baby, with some notable but not alarming rash here and there, as might be typical of a baby with some food intolerance.]
[Sina looks completely blown away by the fact that she can communicate with this crazy weird shem person, and sticks her tongue out again. Mainly she is a very normal elf baby, with some notable but not alarming rash here and there, as might be typical of a baby with some food intolerance.]
Is that so?
[He asks it toward Sina, reaching in and gently touching the tip of her nose.]
I've never been good at turning off the healing thing. It's how I got caught on two of my escapes. Let's not talk about how I failed another because there were cats, shall we?
[He has definite weaknesses. Babies are also among them; he may never have one of his own but if this is as close as he gets he's still happy.]
I'm going to teach you to love cats and turn up that tiny nose at dogs, fear not. I'll be a good uncle.
[He asks it toward Sina, reaching in and gently touching the tip of her nose.]
I've never been good at turning off the healing thing. It's how I got caught on two of my escapes. Let's not talk about how I failed another because there were cats, shall we?
[He has definite weaknesses. Babies are also among them; he may never have one of his own but if this is as close as he gets he's still happy.]
I'm going to teach you to love cats and turn up that tiny nose at dogs, fear not. I'll be a good uncle.
[Sina looks almost distressed by this. It's so much information. So crazy. She doesn't even know what he's saying and it's too much.
Pel, however, is grinning.]
She doesn't know what any of those are. Though look. [Her finger draws a line under that chin, drawing it up to show little pink spots.] You'll be the uncle who can tell me what that is, at least.
Pel, however, is grinning.]
She doesn't know what any of those are. Though look. [Her finger draws a line under that chin, drawing it up to show little pink spots.] You'll be the uncle who can tell me what that is, at least.
Tell me to be an uncle when I talk health matters, tell me to be a healer when I talk about being an uncle.
[His voice is teasing as he examines the bump.]
Mm. That seems to be a reaction to something. Let me...
[Anders casts, sending more warmth into the baby burrito as he looks past her for a moment before shaking his head.]
All I can suggest is make certain everyone touching the baby, including yourself, has washed their hands and any parts that come in contact with her. As her body develops she may easily get over whatever it is. If not, we can try to narrow it down when she's a little older.
[His voice is teasing as he examines the bump.]
Mm. That seems to be a reaction to something. Let me...
[Anders casts, sending more warmth into the baby burrito as he looks past her for a moment before shaking his head.]
All I can suggest is make certain everyone touching the baby, including yourself, has washed their hands and any parts that come in contact with her. As her body develops she may easily get over whatever it is. If not, we can try to narrow it down when she's a little older.
You're an uncle and I'm a new mother. I fret. [She delicately traces the line of a soft cheek, then realizes she just did exactly what he said not to do. She meanders over to a basin and washes her hands with soap.] You can borrow her when you like. I'm finding it's actually quite helpful to have some time to myself once in a while.
The Dalish had lost everything, between the Imperium and the Chantry. They're a reminder of how quickly everything can be stripped away, no matter how firm the promises had been made, or how strong the magic was. But even so, Anders has to try.
"I'll do all that I can to make sure it doesn't," he says before taking one more bite and starting to relax. He's stuffed. That doesn't happen often. He's also taking the day off, he's decided, which is happening more often than it should. This will make two days this month. At least he doesn't have to deal with the outrage from Justice for this. "But that can wait until tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow, and so on."
"I'll do all that I can to make sure it doesn't," he says before taking one more bite and starting to relax. He's stuffed. That doesn't happen often. He's also taking the day off, he's decided, which is happening more often than it should. This will make two days this month. At least he doesn't have to deal with the outrage from Justice for this. "But that can wait until tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow, and so on."
[He looks up at Pel at the offer before smiling. She means it.]
I'll certainly take you up on that.
[Children are adorable. And if he cures the taint... well. It couldn't hurt to give Nate more baby exposure.]
Would you like that, little Sina?
[And back talking to the baby again. They like voices, though she may be a little young yet to appreciate being the one spoken to. Every baby is different, there.]
Purrelden might get jealous but she'll learn how to deal.
I'll certainly take you up on that.
[Children are adorable. And if he cures the taint... well. It couldn't hurt to give Nate more baby exposure.]
Would you like that, little Sina?
[And back talking to the baby again. They like voices, though she may be a little young yet to appreciate being the one spoken to. Every baby is different, there.]
Purrelden might get jealous but she'll learn how to deal.
One more kiss against his hair, and Nathaniel settles back with Anders. He can work a little from home, since it's been two days he's spent without Anders.
"Go to sleep. Rest, and," his voice goes low, "I'll wake you up the way you like to be awoken."
"Go to sleep. Rest, and," his voice goes low, "I'll wake you up the way you like to be awoken."
"You certainly know how to make promises." Nate gets a blindingly warm smile before Anders is curling up close and getting comfortable and warm. Despite where they are, getting warm is easier now that they're out of the mountains. And due to who he's with, sleeping is easier too.
He gives Nate's shoulder a kiss before he's drifting off, secure in the knowledge of safety here.
He gives Nate's shoulder a kiss before he's drifting off, secure in the knowledge of safety here.
Nathaniel gives Anders a good long time to sleep. Anders has spent an impossibly long time bringing a new life into the world. He needs sleep.
A few hours later, Anders's breathing indicates he is on the gradual climb up from a deep sleep. Nathaniel's fingers swirl in a tin of salve before two of them slip between Anders' cheeks and circle his entrance. It never takes long to prepare him anymore, of course, and Nathaniel would like to wake him with intensity. And seeing those gold lashes against lightly freckled cheeks, feeling the clasping tightness and heat around his fingers, the preparation is more for his own sake than for Anders'. A self-tease, while Anders is still asleep.
With gentle manipulation, he moves Anders to his back and spreads his legs. Then he is pushing inside him and wrapping a hand around his cock, treating Anders as if he is conscious, so that he will wake to the maximum pleasure he can muster for him.
A few hours later, Anders's breathing indicates he is on the gradual climb up from a deep sleep. Nathaniel's fingers swirl in a tin of salve before two of them slip between Anders' cheeks and circle his entrance. It never takes long to prepare him anymore, of course, and Nathaniel would like to wake him with intensity. And seeing those gold lashes against lightly freckled cheeks, feeling the clasping tightness and heat around his fingers, the preparation is more for his own sake than for Anders'. A self-tease, while Anders is still asleep.
With gentle manipulation, he moves Anders to his back and spreads his legs. Then he is pushing inside him and wrapping a hand around his cock, treating Anders as if he is conscious, so that he will wake to the maximum pleasure he can muster for him.
His dreams are happy and light, even if he can't say exactly what they were about as he stirs. It's lost in the warm haze seeping in to his sleep, heating his blood and making his heart pound.
For a brief second he's disoriented as he wakes, and then he knows exactly whose cock is buried deep inside him and whose hand caresses him so intensely. Anders gasps as his hips move involuntarily, hands clenching in the bedsheets as pleasure sweeps him into an awakened state.
There are no words he can manage just yet, grogginess and sudden arousal stilling his tongue. But he can moan and so he does, a pleading noise for more as he shivers around his husband's cock.
For a brief second he's disoriented as he wakes, and then he knows exactly whose cock is buried deep inside him and whose hand caresses him so intensely. Anders gasps as his hips move involuntarily, hands clenching in the bedsheets as pleasure sweeps him into an awakened state.
There are no words he can manage just yet, grogginess and sudden arousal stilling his tongue. But he can moan and so he does, a pleading noise for more as he shivers around his husband's cock.
[Okay there's an aaaaaaaaaaawkward pause before that gruff voice speaks up.]
You got a moment?
You got a moment?
Of course. Did you need me to get my salves?
[There's no judgement in his voice. He's used to curing all sorts of things caught when having sex with dozens of strangers.]
[There's no judgement in his voice. He's used to curing all sorts of things caught when having sex with dozens of strangers.]
No. I need you to help me...write a letter.
Oh.
[A beat. Now that he thinks about it, whether or not Oghren could write had ever crossed his mind.]
Of course. Come by mine and Nate's room? I've paper and ink aplenty there.
[A beat. Now that he thinks about it, whether or not Oghren could write had ever crossed his mind.]
Of course. Come by mine and Nate's room? I've paper and ink aplenty there.
[Huh. No teasing. No hesitations. No nothing. He should have come to Anders from the start then.]
Sure. On my way. You eaten yet? I was grabbing food.
Sure. On my way. You eaten yet? I was grabbing food.
I've not eaten yet, no. If you wanted to bring food along i'd appreciate it. ...Especially if it's bread. I think I smelled bread baking when I passed by earlier.
[He's teaching people how to read and write in Darktown, adults and children both. He's not going to mock someone who could use help.]
[He's teaching people how to read and write in Darktown, adults and children both. He's not going to mock someone who could use help.]
I'll get some of that. I can smell it from here so I know where it's at. Want anything else?
[He's going to be much nicer about getting things right now because he's very, very grateful for this.]
[He's going to be much nicer about getting things right now because he's very, very grateful for this.]
If there's a jam or jelly I'd enjoy some of that for the bread, but I'm not feeling particularly picky right now. I appreciate having dinner come to me.
[The Chantry and Circle did a lot to him. But in teaching him letters and numbers it did something for him as well, and he was determined to spread that as far as it could go. There was absolutely no reason to not help others out, especially someone who he counts as a friend.]
[The Chantry and Circle did a lot to him. But in teaching him letters and numbers it did something for him as well, and he was determined to spread that as far as it could go. There was absolutely no reason to not help others out, especially someone who he counts as a friend.]
Think I can manage that much. See you soon, Sparkles.
[He chuckles then ends the connection so he can gather up some food and booze. Wine this time. He figures the mage will prefer that over harder stuff and it's easy to stay sober with. Because Anders likes that for some reason.
But after that he'll head over with that food in hand. He even got some meat and cheese for them. It's practically a feast! Not really. But it's easy enough to pretend like it with this much.]
[He chuckles then ends the connection so he can gather up some food and booze. Wine this time. He figures the mage will prefer that over harder stuff and it's easy to stay sober with. Because Anders likes that for some reason.
But after that he'll head over with that food in hand. He even got some meat and cheese for them. It's practically a feast! Not really. But it's easy enough to pretend like it with this much.]
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