[A muggy, humid dusk has fallen over this courtyard; it's the kind of humidity that makes the clothes stick to your skin and your hair cling to your neck. It won't last much longer, though: there are storm clouds in the sky, gathering for a nighttime downpour, and thunder rolling in the distance. It's only a matter of time until the sky breaks open
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*But then he does a double take, trying to hide his surprise. 1. You're female. 2. You look like hell. 3. You're pregnant. This is so not what he was expecting. The look on your face is a familiar one though. His own Kanda would occasionally wear it.* Is somethin' wrong?
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I'm fine.
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*He's eyeing that bottle of wine. It better not be for you.*
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The lot of you need to learn that I can handle myself.
[Really, she's so tired of everyone motherhenning over her.]
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You picked a good spot t' watch the storm though. *He'll give you a sideways glance, trying to figure out just how far along you are.*
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[Stubborn gal thinks she can do it all on her own. And, that would depend on how good his eye is. She's actually around five months, but looks more or less four. Combination of not putting on as much weight as she should, and being rather slender to begin with.]
Paint a picture, it lasts longer.
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*His eye isn't that good. He'll put you closer to three. It's not like he has a lot of experience with women in general.*
Well, sorry. *Have a huff as he turns his head towards the clouds.*
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[Anyway, you're a weird one. Most Rabbits would be asking questions, or talking too much. She crosses her arms.]
The wine is yours, if you want it.
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Nah. You an' me an' alcohol don't mix so well. *He can only chuckle at the memories that brings up.*
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[You know her well; or, at least her type of Kanda. Really, she's tired of talking about being pregnant, though, you're likely not going to get it out of her unless you ask.]
I'm not drinking it, moron.
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Good. Don' much like wine. More t' Lena's tastes. *He's getting there. The sideways glances he keeps trying to hide should tell you that.*
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[They do, but she's not going to address it herself. You're all on your own, bro. She will put a hand over her belly though. The thing keeps flopping around whenever the thunder crashes. It's uncomfortable.] It was meant for someone else, but he hasn't shown up yet.
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*He noticed that movement.* Does it move a lot? *Completely honest curiosity. It's not like anyone he knows will be having kids.*
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[Sighs. She's going to get this a lot from now on, isn't she? At least no one's thinking it's cool to go around and just start randomly touching her yet] Too much. Particularly when I'm trying to sleep.
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I don't.
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