Sarah let her belly clear a path for her from the couch where she and Jim had been sitting to the bar who has helpfully provided cookies, an ice cream sunday, and a selection of hamburger that...is too raw for a normal person-even a normal person in her condition.
It's right as Ava passes that Jason starts kicking. Twisting, Sarah staggered, setting her food down and putting a hand on her stomach to settle herself.
She blinks, "....I'm sorry, did I-I didn't hit you did I?"
Ava's noticed that there are all kinds of people here, not just children her own age. 'Children,' in this case, refers to people who are technically grownups, but hanging out with the YED will do that to your vocabulary.
So a pregnant lady, at this point, doesn't surprise her that much; nevertheless, she jumps a little in perfectly passable mock-surprise when she is addressed. (Her eyes flick to the red of the meat.)
Sarah put a hand on her hip, running the opposite hand through her hair, "...Sorry, my center of gravity's completely thrown off..." She sighed, "You'd think I'd be used to this by now...."
She leaned against the chair next to her, "-Staggering around here-are you lost sweetheart?"
She waves a hand vaguely. She's not exactly sure if the woman has actually suffered any kind of collision, but it can't hurt to get the subject off herself.
Ava manages not to go too wide-eyed at the offer of sugary goodness, and also manages not to impulsively cram five cookies into her mouth at once.
"Um," she says a moment later, around a mouthful of chocolate chip (she's limiting herself to two for the moment), "so, who are you? How'd you get here?"
Sarah smiled, "....Sarah Felix." She put a hand on her stomache and lightly fingered another strip of meat, "Salvatore Colorado. I'd shake your hand but ump"
SHe waves her fingers, "...I got here because home's...going to get really exciting in a few hours and my husband and I have a deal. I come here? I avoid it."
Back home, the moon is rising. Full and perfect, it sits but then it comes. It crawls. It rises. She doesn't need it particularly, but there is a certain pull.
So she gives just a bit, her son stirrs and she opens her eyes and they're panther gold.
Before shifting back to green.
Why, she did it, she couldn't say. (people just like it better that way.)
"...." Stopping short, she put a hand on her chest and breathed deep, ".......That was completely unintentional."
It's right as Ava passes that Jason starts kicking. Twisting, Sarah staggered, setting her food down and putting a hand on her stomach to settle herself.
She blinks, "....I'm sorry, did I-I didn't hit you did I?"
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So a pregnant lady, at this point, doesn't surprise her that much; nevertheless, she jumps a little in perfectly passable mock-surprise when she is addressed. (Her eyes flick to the red of the meat.)
"What?" she says. "No, no, you're fine--"
She holds up her hands.
"Not a scratch."
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She leaned against the chair next to her, "-Staggering around here-are you lost sweetheart?"
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"I'm fine ..."
(Maybe she's a little lost.)
Blinking, "Are you okay? I mean, with the--"
She waves a hand vaguely. She's not exactly sure if the woman has actually suffered any kind of collision, but it can't hurt to get the subject off herself.
Whatever the subject actually is around here.
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She reaches for her plate, "...I'll be fine after I sit...You want a cookie?"
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"Uhh," she says, and smiles-- a good one, with both ends turned up. "Sorry, Jason. I have two left feet. Maybe even three."
One of the downsides of Cold Oak is she's more or less always on the verge of ravenous.
"That ... would be amazing," she concludes.
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She pushes the plate over, cookies and sundae out toward Ava, "Help yourself."
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Ava manages not to go too wide-eyed at the offer of sugary goodness, and also manages not to impulsively cram five cookies into her mouth at once.
"Um," she says a moment later, around a mouthful of chocolate chip (she's limiting herself to two for the moment), "so, who are you? How'd you get here?"
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SHe waves her fingers, "...I got here because home's...going to get really exciting in a few hours and my husband and I have a deal. I come here? I avoid it."
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"Um. Define exciting?"
Acceptable definitions include a demonic plague unleashed upon the Earth when this chick opens up a gate in Wisconsin.
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"I think we're both in the right place for imagination-stretching."
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So she gives just a bit, her son stirrs and she opens her eyes and they're panther gold.
Before shifting back to green.
Why, she did it, she couldn't say. (people just like it better that way.)
"...." Stopping short, she put a hand on her chest and breathed deep, ".......That was completely unintentional."
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"Azazel--"
No, no, the color's all wrong. The feeling's all wrong.
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"....I'm sorry. I didn't-" she starts to rise before sitting back down again, suddenly weak, "...It must be closer to the moon then I thought-"
She frowns, "Who's Azazel?"
Can animals sense demons? Can animal people sense them?
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Ava shakes her head, still a little dazed.
"Nothing. It's not important."
This woman's clearly not in on it, unless she is and is playing dumb. Either way, she'll find out soon enough.
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