Not a very good day.

[vicioussweetie]

I think there's something wrong with Ed. I can't imagine why he would get upset about bullies...

Day of the idiots, part two: a "poet" who claims bad grammar is "part of being poetic". This makes me so, so sad.

Miss Darkholme continues to baffle me. She shows no signs of regretting her actions, and yet asks about maternal instincts. Is she

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[cat_and_mice]

"It sounds as if you're having a hard day." He touches her cheek. "Is there anything I can do, my Alison?"

[vicioussweetie]

She shakes her head a little, blinking back tears.

((Do you want this after her fight with the Count, or during?))

[cat_and_mice]

He puts his arms around her and pulls her closer. "All right," he murmurs.

He shoots the Count a curious look. And not an overly friendly one.

((...He hasn't met the Count. Ooh, during, please. *grins*))

[vicioussweetie]

She curls up against him, whimpering softly. "I want Delaine."

((Sure thing! ^.^ It's probably not quite proper two of her other lovers find out before Mortimer, but eh, it can't be helped.))

[prodigalcount]

"And you believe I do not?"

[vicioussweetie]

"Stop putting words in my mouth," she grumbles.

"Besides," she adds a moment later with the faintest hint of teasing, "there are better things to put there."

[cat_and_mice]

He is quiet for a long moment, holding her, caressing her hair gently. "Your son?" he asks softly.

((It's one of those, whoever's in the room at the time situations?))

[vicioussweetie]

((Yeah. It's unplanned so it's not like she went to the doctor, got the blood test, and then told people before Morty.))

She nods, laying her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. "The Count won't let me go and get him."

[prodigalcount]

"Because I have no desire to see you as food for my father's animals, and that is if he is feeling merciful. I understand your frustration; You think I am not equally angered at myself? But I'll not risk you, not then and especially not now!"

[vicioussweetie]

She scowls, then realizes what he said and gives him a curious look. "'Especially not now'? Why, what's changed?"

[cat_and_mice]

"My lord, I should think you may have noticed by now that Ali is not the type to take kindly to being coddled and protected. Nor should she be. She can take care of herself quite well."

He flashes a small smile, then. "I only make the same mistake half a dozen times," he adds dryly.

[vicioussweetie]

That earns him a little giggle and a nuzzle to his shoulder. "And you poor dear, as soon as I get pregnant all the rules will change and you'll be confused again."

[prodigalcount]

"I thank you for your advice," and there's a tone in his voice that suggests that his gratitude is genuine, "But I fear that in this I have no choice. I am shamed to say it, but my father is both powerful and very cruel. I am allowing no one to accompany me in my retrieval of my son because of this."

He turns to look at Alison, and there's a flash of surprise on his face when he realizes that she is unaware. "..I see. Then let me be the first to congratulate you, my lady; You're pregnant."

[vicioussweetie]

"I...wait. How...?" She's so confused now.

[prodigalcount]

"I long ago familiarized myself with your energies, my Alison," he explains gently, clasping his hands in front of him. "Pregnancy causes quite the change in these energies. Not so great a change now, but such things do, in a round about way, fall within my 'realm' so to speak."

[vicioussweetie]

She blinks twice: once for surprise, and again for good measure.

And then she smiles, and it's like the sun rising after forty days and nights of rain.