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countrymusiclover · 2 years ago

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1 - Look At US Now

Part 2

The Texas Tire Family

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10 Years Ago

Entering the garage I snuck in quietly back into the bed seeing Georgie cuddling up with our little Aurora. Closing the door gently I nudged him over on his other side making him roll over mumbling. “Hmm Y/n…what are you doing’?”

“Shhh you’ll wake her up. I just needed to tell you that I love you Georgie.” I mumbled kissing him softly, making him smile. Since my memories had come back I have made sure to tell him everyday that I love him regardless if I said it more than once.

He rested a hand on my waist and the other ran through my hair deepening the kiss until we heard Aurora shifting in her sleep over his shoulder. “Dang it. I love you too Y/n.”

Sitting up in the bed I watched Georgie rolling over seeing our daughter clapping her hands together giggling as he tickled her stomach. Running a hand through my hair I cleared my throat, getting him to look me in the eye. “Hey so I looked into that apartment we were interested in a while back and apparently he goes to the gamboling room. He said he would give us a much lower payment for the first few years.”

“That’s great. We could go get Dairy Queen and go check it out.” He smiled holding our daughter in his lap.

Reaching into my pocket of my jeans I gingle the keys in his eyes smiling ear to ear. “I actually talked with him earlier yesterday. He gave us the place already. Basically insisted upon it. Now let’s go.”

Georgie and I got Aurora in the truck a lot quicker than we did in the past. The drive to the apartment wasn't bad. Picking up our daughter in my arms I gave Georgie the key and he opened the door letting me inside first. "Wow. It still looks way bigger than the garage." He chuckled looking around the room.

"Everything will look bigger than the garage honey. But look we won't have to barge in through the house every time me and Aurora have to use the bathroom. Plus there's a tiny kitchen even though we'll probably be ordering take out or going over to your parents for dinner." I exclaimed pointing towards the bathroom then over to a very small kitchen. "Also he actually upgraded us to have a two bedroom apartment. So one for us and the other for babies."

Georgie sits our daughter on the floor letting her play with her pony before quickly rising to his feet. "Babies?"

"I didn't - did I say that. Oh geez it was supposed to be a surprise." Running my fingers through my hair I didn't think it would slip out like that.

Georgie took a step closer taking my hands in his asking slowly. "Is it true Y/n. Are we gonna have another baby?"

"I wanted it to be a surprise at the family dinner tonight when we announced we are moving out. But secrets out so yes. Yes, we're having another baby." I squealed when he picked me up, twirling me around in circles of laughter.

Gently gripping his shirt he finally sat me on my feet where I still kept my arms around his neck grinning like a child. "I can't believe it, babe. You hear that Rora you're gonna have a little brother or sister." Aurora was crawling around on the floor searching around the apartment. I was secretly hoping that the baby would be another girl. But Georgie would probably want a boy to keep the Cooper family name going. "I guess we're gonna have to move our stuff in tonight huh. My mom won't be happy we are leaving."

"Yeah but don't worry she can visit us. Now let's talk about how we are doing the room situation. I think Rora should get the little room then we take the bigger one." Shrugging my shoulders he nodded wrapping his arms around my waist.

Georgie smiled, pulling me closer to his chest. "I don't care I just feel like my wife deserves to be taken out to eat tonight."

"For getting pregnant really? I think I can settle with brisket. We're gonna have to pay rent now." I pointed out that he thought I deserved something like Red Lobster or something way more expensive.

Before he could respond his phone went off so he pulled it out of his jeans answering it. "Yeah what's up…sure we can come get you."

"Who was it…ow?" I asked picking up our daughter from the floor where she pulled on my hair a little.

He put the phone away heading for the truck with me putting her in the car seat. "Missy, she needs to be picked up from practice and both my parents are busy." The drive to the school was fine so we waited for his sister seeing her stomp up to the vehicle.

She slammed the backseat door behind her making all three of us jump a little in the air. "Woah Missy. What the hell is wrong?"

"I got in trouble in class because Heather M was judging you and Y/n. She said you two wouldn't be able to raise a baby or that Rora would grow up to be stupid." Missy crossed her arms over her chest huffing.

Georgie and I sent the other a disappointing look. Even though we had been improving on raising her. We always try our best to ignore the others who thought wrong. Regardless it was still difficult as teen parents. "Heather M shouldn't be in our business. I'd say just ignore her." He told her gently gripping the steering wheel.

She just turned to face the window and the drive home was silent. Flopping down on the bed once we got Aurora settled until we would wake her up for dinner I watched my husband. He was watching her and just leaning against the doorframe. "Georgie?"

"Hmm. What darlin'?" He shook his head when I pulled him from the long stare.

Holding myself up by my elbows I could read what he was thinking by the look on his face. "We can't listen to them, Georgie. Everyone in this town will have their own opinion. But like you told your sister we have to ignore them."

"What if Aurora struggles in school or doesn't finish at all Y/n?" He blurted out a question.

Getting to my feet I intertwined our hands together so he would look me in the eye. "Georgie I promise we are going to prove everyone wrong one day. We are going to be the best teen parents ever."

"Mom! Eve won't give me back my phone!" Lifting my head up from looking at the computer screen I watched my two teenagers come in fighting.

Georgie was off helping a customer in our store leaving me to reschedule any appointments if we were full. "Eve give your sister back her phone." I told her in a warning tone. Our second daughter was named Eve and she had her father's hair color and my eyes.

"But mom, she made me break my phone last week!" She fought back by playing keep away from her sister. Like they were ten years old again.

Rising to my feet I pressed my right hand onto the desk for balance staring sternly at my girls. "I don’t care. Just because you guys don’t have school today doesn’t mean you get to cause problems at your father’s store.”

“What are you gals bickerin’ about?” Georgie came around the corner with me catching sight of a customer walking out with some paperwork for tire’s meaning he had made another sail.

Aurora stomps her foot on the ground throwing her braided hair over her shoulder. “Dad Eve won’t give me back my phone because I apparently broke hers and - is that uncle Sheldon?”

Georgie and I both moved around the corner peaking a little around the wall seeing that she was telling the truth. “Why is he back here. I thought he would never come back?” I mumbled looking up at my husband.

“What the hell are you doin’ here?” Georgie moved forward and I stood slightly behind him eyeing his younger brother in confusion.

“Hello Georgie, Y/n.” Sheldon replied with a nod towards us. Biting my lip I knew this conversation would be interesting.

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lesbianjackies · 2 years ago

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the wip tag game

ty for the tag @sw34terw34ther!!

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it.

i only have one wip so i’m gonna do my writing queue also

i’ll be waiting (all there’s left to do is run)

ever after high rewrite

ever after high chatfic

wonderland gingling angst

the destined

prev gen ever after high fic

dappling fic

ever after high/dc superhero girls crossover

ever after high superhero au

ever after high pixie hollow au

ever after high rockstar au

brooklyn baby sparchess fic

duchess swan x reader

wolfdancer fic

the school for good and evil/ever after high crossover

monster high/ever after high crossover

np tags: @prettybatgf @puppy-coded @new-romqntics @pxgeturner @my-my-only-angel @cherryys-stuff @arakhnee @queerdeadwizards @marlenemckinnons @goldrushtv @starconfettii @cauliflowertree @royalrebelpropaganda @sp1rit-realm @maddipoof @the-lavender-creator @starwiredd (please make your own post!)

#ivy💗#mad-moots #mad-games

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ravens-rambling · 6 years ago

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Full of Love

A/N: So I kinda combined the Mistletoe prompt with today’s Holiday Movies to this I guess Human Logicality AU? Never thought I would be writing a normal human Au but hey here we are I suppose...

@sanderssidescelebrations

summary: Two husbands, Patton and Logan, can never get tired of the love they have for each other. They settle into a quiet lazy dinner their love filling whatever room they are in.

WC: 1,178

ships: Romantic Logicality

warnings: None that I can think of?

Tag List: @punsterterry @frostedlover @stormcrawler75 @sympathetic-deceit-trash

“Lo-Lo! Can you come out here for a moment please!”

Logan sighed loudly as his door knocked then he heard soft footsteps padding away. He rubbed his tired sore eyes and yawned softly, he still had tons of papers to grade and he’s been at it for hours now. But he supposes he could take a moment’s break…

Putting his glasses back on he stood up his bones cracked in protest he guessed it wasn’t good that he had been sitting there for hours straight (heh straight) without getting up. Oh well.

Opening the door he peered out of his office blinking at the dark hallway. Wait why was it dark… Is it nighttime already?

He heard Patton sing some Christmas song from the kitchen his beautiful cheery voice going through the entire house. It did make a little smile form on Logan’s face at hearing that. Hearing his lovely husbands singing always did that.

Already feeling a bit better he entered into the kitchen letting the sweet smell of dinner drift over to him.

Patton, in his apron, turned around and beamed even more as he noticed Logan, “Hey Snickerdoodle! Dinner is almost ready but I wanted to do something first.”

He came over setting down his utensils on the table and before Logan could comprehend what Patton was going to do, their lips met together. Logan blinked in shock for only a moment before closing his eyes and leaning into the kiss. It was short but sweet leaving Logan breathless and blushing all the same.

Patton giggled at the look on his face covering his mouth with his hand. That made Logan blush even more. They have been married for two years now but even to this day, Patton can always get him to blush with a simple kiss.

Patton pointed up to the ceiling his giggles becoming louder. Logan questionably looked up to see mistletoe hanging from the low roof, right above them. He raised an eyebrow at that, to his recollection he doesn’t recall them ever having some mistletoe…

“I bought some on the way home. Thought it would be a sweet treat. Now you get to kiss the chef every time you enter the kitchen.” Patton had a little mischievous glint in his eye as he smirked at the tallest man.

Logan blinked at him then chuckled lightly pulling Patton closer by his hip, “Not like I need an excuse to kiss my beautiful husband chef.”

As if to prove his point he leaned in closer and kissed Patton once again this time their kiss was longer and deeper them both enjoying the moment of their love for each other. Patton broke away chuckling at the other and blushing so hard Logan could see his face was bright red he looked away shyly.

“I… I didn’t…”

Logan laughed at the sight, “Seems like some of your flirting has finally rubbed off on me huh? And I’m not the one to blame on that one handsome.” Logan brought up a finger and booped gently on Patton’s bright red nose giggling even more as Patton blushed some more.

He had always been a terrible flirt, Patton being a really good flirt always reduced Logan to a blubbering blushing mess something he despises when they first met. But now after being together for years, Logan had taken some lessons from him and maybe from their friend Roman who was also a pretty good flirt he observed, he now could reduce Patton to this blushing mess. It always made Logan’s heart swell two sides as well as have some pride in it.

Call it another success.

As the oven beeped Patton quickly turned back to the cooking giving Logan a quick pouty face. Logan moved to the couch taking a moment’s break to see what was on TV before Patton came out with their dinner.

They sat together as they started eating and as Patton reached over for the remote Logan just realized what he was wearing and he had to suppress a winch.

It was a black sweater with grey trimmings and had a grey tabby cat on the front wearing a Santa hat. But oh god there were white puff balls all around the entire sweater along with little red bows.

“Please tell me you didn’t wear that out in public…” He said without thinking.

Patton looked at him then huffed his cheeks puffing, “Of course I did! Isn’t it just the cutest thing! Look at the puff balls they are just so sparkly and the cat! It’s just so cute!!! Look it even has a little bell collar that actually gingles and everything!” To prove his point he flicked the bells and it gingles lightly.

Logan just stared at him then smiled, yep that’s his husband all right. “It is cute, Pat… Just uh.. Be careful with it the puff balls properly come off easily..”

Patton had on an offended face then pouted once again almost deflating a bit, “Oh…”

Shit, Logan backtracked, “But it is lovely, sweetie. And even if they do come off I can restitch them it’s no big deal.”

That seemed to work as Patton beamed at him, “Oh gingerbread I would love that! Thank you, love!” He couldn’t hug him cause they both had their food in their lap but as he made grabby hands for him Logan sighed a bit and placed his and Patton's food on the coffee table opening his arms in invitation.

Patton beamed even more practically giggling so much Logan often wondering if he had any more vocal cords left as he threw himself at the other. His giggles being muffled by Logan's shirt. Logan smiled at the sight even the smallest things can make his husband happy.

Patton placed a kiss on his cheek then drew forward to collect his food and grabbed the remote. Taking a bite then saying through his mouthful of food, “Why don’t we watch some Christmas movies!”

Logan rolled his eyes grabbing his own plate of food, “Chew your food, Love.” He leaned back with his plate, “But yes that sounds okay even though it’s only December 2… What movie do you want to watch as long as it isn’t long I’m fine with whatever.”

Patton huffed at that, “It’s still Christmas month!” but silence momentarily entered the room then just as soon as it came it ran off, “Oh! What about Rudolph!”

Logan smiled and nodded, “Sounds good to me, Pat.” He’s always had an appreciation for the old movies such as that, with their animation and such it always amazed him since he was a kid how anybody could have done that back then. It only amazed him more as time went on.

“Perfect!”

And soon the sounds of Rudolph filled the living room as the two husbands sat together in peace and in love eating their dinner. The only other sounds were Patton singing along with the songs in joyment. Yeah… Sure Logan loves Christmas sometimes not as much as he loves his husband, however.

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strangekindofchildintime-blog · 7 years ago

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Meri Kurisumasu to everybody! I hope you all are having a nice holidays with your relatives and friends or at least having a good time!

I read somewhere that Deep Purple boys always stopped touring in order to celebrate Christmas properly with families, etc... Did they love Xmas so much??? Perhaps this photo from Bravo magazine is a good scale to measure how much they really liked this sacred holiday... XD The absolute winners are Ritchie and chibi Ian! Look at their childish and radiant smiles! You can tag yourself if you want ;D

Lord: I hate this stuff! /// Ian: I was a good boy and I got a present, fufu! /// Roger: Thank you for everything, I love you all! /// Ritchie and chibi Ian: gingle beeeeells, gingle beeeeells ♪ yahuuuuuuu!

#Deep Purple #mk II #merikuri

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wellthatwasaletdown · 4 years ago

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Isnt it weird that there are so many pics of harry with other artists after show or smthn but we never got pic with niall even though ppl said they were at Brits and the eagles?! Show or with liam(regardless of what harries say abt him) I think he watched h on gingle bell ball, and yet he says they all laugh at his snl joke like still tries to show that they are all good but clearly he acts differently, he didn't like anyone's reply to bands anniv post neither tagged them idk it feels bad

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vsplusonline · 5 years ago

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Mysuru universities to create awareness on Covid-19 - Times of India

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Mysuru universities to create awareness on Covid-19 - Times of India

MYSURU: Two state-run universities from the city now formed dedicated teams to help the district administration in its effort to create awareness on Covid 19 and coordination in the circumstance of any outbreak. Both the teams are comprising expert academicians from the universities.

The University of Mysore (UoM) Covid 19 committee will be led by its medical officer Dr. MS Basavaraj comprising of academicians from various departments. University registrar R Shivappa informed that the academicians from various science departments are nominated as the members of this committee. “We tagged the committee with the district administration for all Covid 19 related works and services,” he said.

Dr. Basavaraj informed that two paramedical staff of the university medical center are also included in the committee. “We will work with the district administration on the help they required from,” said Basavaraj.

The Karnataka State Open University (KSOU) is also formed a committee headed by Jagadeesh Babu HK, HOD, Dept of Public Administration of the university. “This committee is formed to coordinate and take suitable measures to create awareness regarding Covid-19 spread and preventive steps. In this regard I have formed a team of more than 20 teaching and non-teaching staff who have volunteered for this cause,” said Jagadeesha Babu.

“We are planning to extend all possible help to the district administration, police and the other social organisations. We are ready to extend all possible help to the needy including food if required,” he said.

Online registration of volunteers start: meanwhile, the district administration started the registration process of volunteers through its website. The district administration sought Health Professionals, Trained Paramedics, Hospital Management Experts, Palliative Care, Motivational Speakers, Software Developers, Digital Content

Creator (like Animation,Audio Gingles, Short Movies etc, Yoga/Meditation Trainers, Indoor Physical Fitness Trainers, Tele Calling Professionals, Organizers/Co-ordinators, and Supply Chain/Logistic Management Experts to join the district administration in its war against the Covid 19.

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lovediva013 · 5 years ago

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lovediva1313 · 5 years ago

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carina-debayle · 8 years ago

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Helping Therron | Part I: Crystalized

Log Date: 12/1/16

OOC Note: The text in these logs are strictly for the readers enjoyment. Anyone using the knowledge displayed within this text without the participants knowledge risks the potential of blacklisting from future communication and roleplay. Please do not meta-game! Warning: Long-ish log

Tags: @dancingnlancing

I had just picked Hestia from her class in Gridania. It seemed to be helping her some with progressing her communication skills, plus I could see she liked interacting with the other children. Although I had made attempts to see if she had any friends she wanted to invite over to play with, it seemed she was hesitant. I was unsure if this was due to her own somewhat shy nature... or perhaps she was struggling to make solid friendships. I knew due to her size and her slightly slower behavior due to the aetherical imbalance that she might have some trouble... but perhaps there was more that needed to be done. Watching her sit and play with her watch contently, I glanced about the tavern some, allowing for my tea to cool. Little did I expect my day to turn how it did...

Therron Basque stepped up from the airship landing, a decently sized crate in his hands. He panted softly at the top of the stairs, leaning his package on the railing so he could wipe sweat from his brow freely-- as it required two arms to carry. A familiar figure stuck out blaringly across the room. Pupils shifted rapidly about the inn before he finally stepped forward.

Carina Roussos finished slicing up the apple she had order for her daughter, placing the slices down on a plate before sliding it over to her toddler. "Remember not to eat too fast Hestia, you don't want another tummy ache. You are still getting better from your last one. Make sure you finish you juice as well," she nods, reaching toward the center of the table for a sugar cube, plopping one or four into her tea to stir.

Hestia De'bayle happily grabs one of the pieces, bringing it into her mouth to chop onto. Holding still a moment, the girl let out a whine as she may or may not have hit parts of her exposed gum on the fresh apple. Trying not to start crying, she merely slowed down her chewing.

Therron Basque stared down at Hestia who had surely grown in his time away. He looked from child to daughter apprehensively before progressing further. Strides carried him slowly, unable to stop staring.

Carina Roussos glancing over toward the close walker-by, most due to habit, Carina raised a brow toward the familiar face, "Basque? Is that you? Might have hardly not even recognized you through that fancy hat of yours."

Therron Basque jerked to a stop. The heavy box he was carrying gingled. "Ah I... You think it's fancy?" Eyes flicked to the rim of the brown hat.

Carina Roussos: "Fancier than mine," she grinned, pointing to the top of her empty head, "how have you been?"

Hestia De'bayle looks toward her mother, copying her motion as Hestia too pointed to her head.

Therron Basque made a quick double glance about the inn. "Oh, me? I've been well, honestly... Err, what about you? How is your family?"

Carina Roussos: "Oh how good to hear, we've been doing well. Taking each day in stride," Carina looked over to her daughter, who was now cautiously looking over her plate toward the stranger, "dear, why don't you introduce yourself? You're a big girl aren't you?"

Hestia De'bayle shoves another apple slice into her mouth as she chewed through it and swallowed, "ah.... uhmmmm..." she said out bashfully, her more than likely sticky hand going to mess with her hair nervously, "h-hello... I'm Hestia... good night...." she murmurs out, her hands going to hide her red face.

Carina Roussos: "Oh Hestia..." Carina laughed, "wipe your hands first please, I don't want to hear you crying later when your hair is tangled and stuck together," she 'tsks' handing the little girl a napkin. Looking to Therron with a smile, Carina shrugged her shoulders, "she's... a bit shy around new people."

Carina Roussos: "She also still doesn't understand the difference between good night and good evening..."

Therron Basque couldn't help but crack a light smirk upon seeing the child's display. "Good night?" He chuckled good naturedly. "It's not even time to sleep yet. H-hey, but your words are pretty good for a kid your age." His shifted over to Carina as she spoke. "She'll get it haha... I'm pretty impressed, honestly. How is Armont?"

Carina Roussos: "We are pretty happy with the strides she has been making, all things considered. She was having a tough time... learning things for awhile..." her eyes drifted off in thought, her words fading along with them. Once her attention was caught again, she offered Therron a kind stare, "he is will. We have finally worked to establish the De'bayles as a Minor House under Fortemps. He is quite enthused about this."

Therron Basque smiled and nodded. "That's great news. I'm glad you managed to, and that your kid's learning alright now." Eyes flit between the table and Carina herself. "Do you mind if I set this down while we talk?"

Carina Roussos: "Oh by all means! I'm sorry, I should have offered sooner," she motions a hand forward toward the empty chair across from them, bringing her cup up to sip from, "tell me ah... how has your..." her eyes glance around the wood grain of the table a moment before raising again, "...that 'portrait' you've been creating. How has it been? Any new issues or has it... progressed more?"

Hestia De'bayle looks at the toy watch on her wrist, munching on her apples still as she began to play with it wistfully.

Therron Basque stepped forward and set down the immensely heavy crate. Metalic objects inside all crashed against each other loudly. "Portrait? Oh..." Sheepishly, the Elezen rubbed his bicep. "Nothing but bad news, I'm afraid... Ah, but it's alright. I've sort of come to terms with things."

Carina Roussos: "I see... you know there is still a way to make it better you know? Some different tools perhaps, you went away awhile... I found there was little I could do to get in contact with you about it. Were you still looking for assistance?" Carina Roussos eyes the crate with a raised brow, but simply stays quiet on it.

Therron Basque pressed a hand into his jaw, turning every which way pensively. "Ah, I apologize... I should have giving you my personal Linkshell... Regardless, what exactly is it you are proposing? I would rather hear you out before I give an answer."

Carina Roussos: "Well it is as I said before... there are ways to fix most issues. Some more taxing than others, more so a task rather than a complete fix. But it is possible. I have looked into your portrait and I can say that there is certainly something I can do to make it a bit better."

Therron Basque tilted his head. "Do... You have time to talk in depth?" he set a hand on the box and pat it. "I'm just on my way to a casual delivery job. I still have a lot of extra time before I have to be finished."

Carina Roussos: "Yes I am not in any hurry to go anywhere currently, would you rather we went somewhere a bit more quiet?"

Therron Basque nodded vigorously. "Please... I think outside the city gates might be safest for all parties involved." He glanced toward Hestia briefly.

Carina Roussos: "Lead the way,” the woman stands, placing some gil to the table to pay for her daughter and her’s outing.

Therron Basque nodded slowly. "I think this is far enough the road, but close enough to the city there aren't any monsters out."

Hestia De'bayle follows behind her mother with Joseph, humming a song happily as she pat her friend’s head.

Carina Roussos glances about before returning her gaze back to Therron, "we would be fine either way, Joseph would care for Hestia, myself included. Now then... about this issue. There is a way to subdue it, at least from my last tests. I would need to know how it has progressed though, as more drastic measures may need to be taken now."

Therron Basque 's eyes shifted around to be extra safe. He pulled off his glove, pulling back the sleeve to reveal blackened elbows. The skin around the area was dry, cracking, and in places it even had scalelike looking growths. He was quick to hide the malformed flesh back behind his sleeve quickly, however. "I sort of gave up on searching, really..."

Carina Roussos inspects his arm curiously, tapping a finger to her lip. "While not exactly the same, this condition quite reminds me of a time when I had my blood tainted. It blackened my veins with poison, and I would have surely died if not for a rare antidote myself and my group searched for and found. It was a very close call. I took two leaves, one for myself and one just for use some other day. That leaf may be able to revert these, as it would clear this right up. As for the full issue itself… more would still need to be done to prevent it from happening again. It is merely a treatment, not a cure."

Therron Basque rubbed his chin. "I just have to... eat a leaf? That sounds simple enough... I can look for more, I'm sure. There aren't any huge risks with this, are there?"

Carina Roussos: "Ah I mean nothing serious, it just puts you into a crystallized state for a few hours and the plasma will help repair you. It is... actually best you not eat the entire leaf..." she laughs nervously.

Therron Basque tilted his head. "Crystallized state? Hmm... What happens if you eat the entire leaf?"

Carina Roussos: "I couldn't really really tell you... I was nearly at the cusp of death when I took it but from what I told it was... a frightening sight. The antidote is very strong to say the least, but it can also be overwhelming."

Therron Basque: "Well... If you think it will help, let's do it. As long as it can't make it worse, then I don't see a problem." He glanced about. "Should we find a safer spot to do this?"

Carina Roussos: "We should probably go somewhere that we know your body would be safe. What about your delivery?

Therron Basque waved his hand. "I'll tell them I got delayed on travel. This is... More important... Can your kid teleport? We can go to my house in the goblet."

Carina Roussos: "The goblet is rather far, we have an apartment here in the Shroud."

Therron Basque considered for a moment. "Alright, if you think it's safe... Let's go, then. I'll follow behind you."

Carina Roussos: "Welcome, feel free to make yourself comfortable, I will set up the leaf to be the most optimal for you."

Therron Basque glanced around the quant living area. "It looks lovely." He said despite his anxiousness. "Ah, alright,” the man waved meekly to Hestia after situating himself onto their couch.

Hestia De'bayle looks over to Therron, having plopped herself on the opposite end of the couch to play with her watch. "Mommy call you basket? Is that name?"

Therron Basque sighed good naturedly. "Basket... haha. Sure. And they call you hysteria?" He stuck out his tongue impishly.

Hestia De'bayle: "Hystery? No no, I am Hestia. Basket is pretty name," the little girl points to the aquarium behind the man, "that Jamie, he is a blowfish. He gets really big, it's funny. I like it. Do you like blowfishies?"

Therron Basque glanced over his shoulder at the fat fish, tilting his head. "Jimmy? That's sort of a cute name. I've never seen one of these types of fishes. He's lovely."

Hestia De'bayle flashes Therron a wide slightly toothless smile, "lovely! Yes he is! Lovely, lovely! We also have kitten, she is small and black. Papa brought her home."

Therron Basque glanced at the girl with a grin. "I LOVE kittens. You know, I have a kitten back home. He's about your size, but with wings and spotted."

Hestia De'bayle: "WHAT!" the little girls says shockingly, "wings?! That's amazing! What is name? Flying kitten!"

Therron Basque: "His name is Mittens. I named him after my favorite sort of gloves. Have you seen the snow before, Hestia?"

Hestia De'bayle: "Mommy and Papa told me I was born where snow is, I don't remember it. I wish I remember, Papa loves snow. He talks about snow place a lot. Is snow pretty?"

Therron Basque: "Oh yes."He nodded slowly. "I've always loved the way it twinkles in the moonlight. A thousand lights dancing silently... And great weather for wearing mittens in."

Hestia De'bayle: "Lights dance? Like fairies?" she asks curiously scooting over to Therron, "I like my mittens, oh! Let me show you!" she hops off, running into her room before returning back with her chocobo mittens, "see! Mommy's mommy made them for me."

Therron Basque smiled softly, rubbing his sides anxiously. He tried to drop all worry from his face when the girl reappeared, however. "Those are absolutely adorable. I love the little buttons on them."

Hestia De'bayle: "Mommy's mommy is nice lady, she made them just for me!” she said happily, climbing back onto the couch beside him before settling her hands into her lap, "Mister Basket are you okay?"

Therron Basque blinked at the girl. "Don't you worry your pretty head. I'm a tough Dragoon. I've arm wrestled a dragon, you know." He grinned mischievously.

Carina Roussos finally returns back into the main room, a medium sized flask of bright blue liquid in her hand, "how is everything?" Carina smiled between them.

Hestia De'bayle: "A dragon!? Papa wrestled dragon too! He said that where he got his eye, it's very colorful!"

Therron Basque: "Well enough. Your kid was showing off her mittens." Pupils briefly flicked to Hestia, "Huh... That's intense." With that, he glanced back towards Carina and her tonic. "Should I just stay here on the couch or...?"

Carina Roussos bites her lip some, keeping a calm-ish expression in front of her daughter, "it might be better we bring you into Armont and I's room. Hestia you sure do love those mittens don't you?" she cooed out toward her child.

Hestia De'bayle waves her mittens happily.

Therron Basque nodded, rising from the couch. "Alright... I'll see you later, Hestia. You keep working on your words. You'll be writing novels in no time, kid."

Hestia De'bayle: "Have fun Mister Basket!" she waves.

Carina Roussos: "So... here is how this will go... you will still end up in a crystallized state, though it shouldn't bring you to the brink of death. You'll be out for awhile though, so it is best we put you somewhere safe," Carina glances at their bed, "worry not about the sheets, we have plenty of extras."

Therron Basque slipped carefully into the room, eyes lifting towards the ceiling then flicking all about. "Ah... Alright... Shouldn't bring me to the brink of death?" He laughed anxiously, then sat on the bed.

Carina Roussos: "Some things are worth the risk. I made sure this tonic was was the perfect amount for your body size. As I've said, this is but a treatment for the severity of your condition spreading. It won't cure it though, so we will have to work after that, though I do have plans for that."

Therron Basque nodded slowly. "Right... Right..." He extended his palm for the tonic. "Should we just discuss it when I wake up? It might be better just to see what happens first."

Carina Roussos: "I think that would be best. One step at a time after all," she places the tonic into his hand, "be sure to lie down after you drink it."

Therron Basque stared longingly at the vessel in his hands. "Thanks, by the way... I really appreciate you looking into all this for me." With that, he turned the flask upside down and chugged the tonic as fast as he could. Before he had time to react to it's taste, he laid back in the bed.

The rush of the tonic would send a chill down Therron’s body, before igniting a burning throughout him. Before long the man should feel sick, before soon enough a blue substance would begin to drain out of the mans mouth. It would begin to coat over his body, and the man would begin to lose the feeling throughout him. Soon enough, he would feel the world around him fading away, as he seemingly drifted into a sleep as the strange gel substance began to cover him and harden.

Therron Basque's skin prickled the moment the fluid touched his lips. He grunted loudly, not fully making it down into the bed before simply collapsing on this side from the pain. Numb, he drooled out the fluid from the side of his mouth before going totally still. Fears washed over the twilight of his waking consciousness. And then, nothing, blankness all around.

Carina Roussos hummed to herself, reaching over to her table for a notepad as she began to jot down notes. "Finally get to witness this myself..." once the man was completely encased in the smooth blue crystal, Carina brought her pen over to tap it gently, "it isn't hollowed..." she murmurs, writing some more before glancing out the window, "should be another bell or so..."

Therron Basque Blackness faded away slowly in a sudden wash of white. Soon it was clear the cause of all the blankness was actually a blizzard. Snow swirled around various shapes as they came into crisper view. In the center of this frozen field laid the corpse of an Aevis swarmed by ragged looking black birds. They plunged their heads deep into the half frozen carcass despite how difficult it was, plucking out entrails. One of the creatures glanced upward, and Therron was shocked into realizing that he was standing there in front of the corpse himself. As the birds feasted, their appearance became more and more diseased. Soon, their feathers were falling out. Yet, then continued to hunger. Even as their flesh slipped off of bone, the carried on and on until they were nothing but dust lost in the blizzard. The storm swallowed them up. These ashes fell together with the snow and coagulated into the horrifying shape of a monstrous wrym of white. If Therron had been able, he would have begun to toss and turn. But he was locked in place, paralyzed by this creature which glowered directly through him. "Giving away such gifts. A pity." It vanished, yet, and Therron was left to wander alone in the tempest.

Carina Roussos monitored the man's condition. Moments turned into a bell swiftly. Carina changed into her sleeping wear, preparing her daughter for bed before getting a cup of coffee to continue watching Therron through stasis.

Therron Basque wandered through the blankness for what felt like thousands of years. The scenery never changed, and he was beginning to see repeats of his own footsteps in the snow. Fatigue was baring his movements now. Muscles began to shut down one by one until he was face down in the snow. He felt the ice gathering over his back, over his hands and feet. Overwhelmed, he lay there until the cycle was repeated. Birds came down anew, picking at his bones and withering away.

Carina Roussos stands, inspecting the crystal formation. It was difficult to see through, and Carina had no way to tell if the man was even alive or not still. "Mmn..." she sipped at her mug, some uncertainty coming over her.

Therron Basque struggled despite the numbing hopelessness. On the outside, the case was beginning to crack. Without much warning to him, he was pulled awake from his dream and into dark consciousness. His muscles twitched and he started fidgeting.

Carina Roussos looks over Therron’s crystal curiously, noticing the cracks as she knocks her knuckle against it gently.

Therron Basque The prison shattered around him, plasma fluttering about before disappearing into nothingness. Nothing but a slight stain to the bed from the initial slime remained. He came out gasping for breath, skin totally palid. His eyes darted all around the room, slowly backing himself up into the headboard.

Carina Roussos stepped back swiftly as lights seemed to fly about, the same plasma's she remembered from her time before in Mor Dhona, the woman approached back to the bed shortly after the crystal case was gone. "Basque? Basque, respond to me if you can."

Therron Basque stared with side eyes at Carina for some time. He made motions to speak, but his tongue felt fat and heavy. The man swallowed a deep breath and hugged his knees until the sensation stopped.

Carina Roussos places a hand to his shoulder, "it might feel a bit strange at first, you've been out for awhile. Here..." the woman grabs a glass of water she had on her table, "drink this, it will help clear your throat."

Therron Basque reached out with a trembling arm, fingertips just barely touching the top of the glass before he recoiled, gasping suddenly. He gripped his forearm with one hand, dragging it down to his knee. He rocked backwards and forwards until it subsided. Once more he'd attempt to speak, but his try mouth choked down any words he may have had.

Carina Roussos sits down beside the man, putting a hand to the man's back to rub it soothingly, "deep breathes Basque, everything will be okay. Once the feeling subsides, you will feel better."

Therron Basque took deep, but ragged breaths until his panic began to subside. He reached for the glass again, muscles seeming to misfire and still tremble.

Carina Roussos: "Let's have a look at that arm, it should be cleared up..." Carina murmured out, reaching a hand to tug up his sleeve.

Therron Basque flinched a little as she grabbed his arm, but ultimately would allow her to do so. Painful looking sores took the place of where scales once were.

Carina Roussos: "Good... good" the woman stood up, going over to her table to jot that down and grabbing for a silver container. Upon opening it, there was a cream inside. Moving back over to him, Carina took some of the salve and gently rubbed it onto the sores, a gentle cooling sensation going over the affected area. "This is great progression I'd say."

Therron Basque: "Ow, ow ow..." He whimpered as he was touched. "Hhnng... Well at least it doesn't itch any more, right?" He said weakly.

Carina Roussos: "It's simply a rash, tends to happen with fresh skin. Add some salve to it every day and it will clear up in no time. As for the issue of it happening again, we will need to secure you with a collar or bracelet perhaps. It will neutralize you. If you ever start to turn, it should block it. Now I just need to get some magicite… Unfortunately, I have no basis for a cure of this issue, but we can keep treating it so that you can at least live comfortably,"

Therron Basque: "M-magicite?" He asked softly. "Where do we find it? I can start looking...Ah..." Therron stared over at the window. "No escaping it, is there?"

Carina Roussos: "Do not worry, I know where I can find some and I've already made plans for a trip there. Some things aren't avoidable, but we do what we can to work with them. I know you'll be alright..."

Therron Basque 's stomach churned uncomfortably with this revelation. Only two people had been so blunt. "Y-yeah... I'll be fine."

Carina Roussos: "In the end, even if it sounds like a defeat, in truth it is a victory. As an Ishgardian allow me to put it into better perspective. The Dragon Song war is over, but the battle will never truly end. That being said though, Ishgard has found peace and knows how to achieve it. You are the same... Therron. The battle will always rage on within, but you know what must be done to upkeep peace. With that knowledge, you can live on even with this condition, and you can thrive."

Therron Basque chuckled bitterly under his breath. "That's true. And even if worse does come to worse, the entire city is topsytervy and I'll probably still be aloud in bakeries. As long as I can eat bread, I'll be fine of course."

Carina Roussos bumps an elbow into his arm, "I assure you, you most certainly will be able to eat all the bread you can fit into your belly. So long as you keep on your blocker, you will be fine. It will essentially redirect the spike of aether that begins to form when you change forms, keeping you in a normal state. At most you will probably feel ill. Headaches, stomach aches. But no dragon form."

Therron Basque: "I'll happily take the trade off." He nodded steadily. "I really only have two choices... Either I give up an except my fate or keep fighting and have a good time. If some rock is really the answer, that's... Actually sort of funny in a sad way.”

Carina Roussos laughs, "trust me... I lived a life where every moment I was ready to give in, ready to give up. Once I made something of myself, found myself for once in my life though... I realized that the life that was given to me... from my brother, my mother and father... that time was something I should not take for granted. I fight every day still, but every moment I am alive I am grateful that I made it this far. I hope the same for you."

Therron Basque bowed his head in agreement. "Yes... Absolutely. I didn't waste all that time fighting in the war for nothing. I should be able to enjoy the peace I helped buy, damnit..."

Carina Roussos nods, "did you wish to stay here? Or perhaps you would like me to escort you back to your home? It would be best for you to get some rest after this. I will have your accessory as soon as I can."

Therron Basque: "I can make my way home by myself." Therron said. However, when he tried to rise up to his feet, he found his limbs too weak. He tried over and over again, but every time he'd just sit there in an awkward squat, shaking.

Carina Roussos stands, helping Therron up. "You sure? Seems you can barely stand on your own," she laughs out, patting his arm, "we can have Hestia sleep with us tonight..."

Therron Basque frowned awkwardly, reaching out for Carina's hand. "Ah... I... I do feel very weak..."

Carina Roussos: "Come with us, her room is our guest room... least while she's still young," she chuckles, leading him forward.

Therron Basque wobbled unsurely as she helped him up. He leaned much of his weight to her shoulder, staggering. "B-by the Fury... I'm so sorry. My feet feel like led."

Carina Roussos: "It's quite fine, it is probably better you stay the night any how. We can see how you feel in the morning,” she scoops Hestia up out of bed, the little girl in her feety behemoth pj's and snuggled up with her tonberry plush.

Therron Basque stared down at the small children's bed. His feet were going to stick off of it for sure. Without Carina's support, he had to collapse onto the bed. "I uhh... Don't know how to repay you for all of this... But I want to."

Carina Roussos: "It is quite fine for now..." she smiled down to him gently, rocking her sleeping toddler in her arms, "just rest for now and ease your mind. The antidote may leave you queasy now, but I assure you that you'll feel much better in the morning. I remember how rejuvenated I felt when I awoke the next morning after the antidote."

Therron Basque lay rather uselessly on the bed, nodding into the pillow. As she said, his condition seemed to worsen. "Hopefully your rocks make is so I never have to do this again..."

Carina Roussos: "I hope so as well, as I do not have any more leaves..." she laughs out lightly, "rest easy Basque."

Therron Basque nodded again. "Thanks... You too... urrp..."

When morning came, Basque was gone. Not that I truly expected much else, nor could I be upset. I myself have been in a similar situation in the past. I hoped to hear from him soon, to check up on his condition. If there was one thing I knew, is I would need to be journeying out soon for quite a few things. The weight of what people needed from me was beginning to grow heavy.

#Journal #Therron Basque #Hestia De'bayle

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