We're having a monster...I mean, a baby.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:25:21 GMT -8
Trent returned to his sanctum, a tower that was bent through space-time, larger on the inside than on the outside. (wink) The common floor, open in space- seemingly equidistant to many rooms, held a brazier- coals of alchemical construction that cast flames of multiple hues. Tonight however, it was a golden flame that bathed room in a soothing light.
He removed his mantle, the garment seeming to evaporate once he removed it, stored amidst the phantom plane he often kept things in he would need. Today, supposedly- Milhin had met with his mother, had tea- a clean bill of health- as what could cause helth issues in the demoness, drow, whatever Milhin was. Her lineage was less complex and less discussed. Sometimes he had trouble remembering just which old House of Misery member brought her into the world. Travine was certainly one of them....and something.
Whatever happened to her? This kind of musing continued as Trent poured himself a glass of wine and rested on the couch to consider the flames.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:25:33 GMT -8
She emerged from the bath, stepping up out of the bathing pool and onto the mat that absorbed the droplets of water that dripped from her body. After toweling herself dry, Milhin slipped on a sheer robe, thigh length and leaving just enough to the imagination.
As she dragged a comb through her long damp ebon tresses, she emerged from the bathing room and into the golden illumination that made her skin seem not as pale as it really was. "Hello Darling." Milhin greeted with a smile that suggested a secret.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:25:44 GMT -8
A brow arched, lips turning up in a smile at her appearance. The doll like appearance and it's affectation had once disturbed him, until he realized it was just that- an appearance. In the privacy of the tower, she embraced a feminity that only grew as her true confidence did. It was not without some pleasure, that he took her to events- her dress always that of a woman of seductive power.
She Dark Child, was no longer such- just as he was no longer the young Magus.
For once, the thought of what Sylvanna would think- brought a wider smile to his face.
"Hello, beautiful." He opened his arms and leaned up on the couch. " Join me, lover."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:26:13 GMT -8
Milhin set aside the brush and padded with bare feet across the floor until she reached the couch. With his arms outstretched, Trent was a welcoming sight. She looked away and playfully made a show of considering turning his offer down, though she had no real intention of doing so.
Finally she slid long his body, the silk of her robe offering no resistance against his clothing as she draped herself over Trent's frame. Belonging there. She captured his lips in a slow, languid kiss to indicate her pleasure at seeing him. "I've been waiting for you." Milhin pulled back only slightly, violet eyes peering into his steel blue.
"Did you already know what I would learn when I had tea with your mother?" Her mouth curved in in a suspicious smile.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:26:31 GMT -8
" I"ve suspicions. But you must know, I'd never turn down the ability to hear it. " He said after taking a inhale after her kiss, as hands made themselves at home upon her form, one slipping over the contour of her thigh, thumb running to smooth against porcelain hued skin.
His other hand rested at her cheek, toying through the still damp tresses of her hair, as long digits grew restless. He met her gaze, happy there- intent to hear her. His flesh however was cool from his time aboard the ship, a slight chill she wouldn't mind- she could warm him.
" Tell me, my love... All that you learned. "
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:26:41 GMT -8
A squirm of excitement wracked her body as her hands inched up his chest and then settled on either side of his face. "Trent, my Darling, my lover, my Clarity. Your mother reassured me that I am quite well and that for me to be gaining weight right now is normal and healthy."
"There is...there is a baby growing inside of me, Trent. You are going to be a father." And in a small, secret voice, speaking as if she were saying something completely foreign, forbidden, taboo...and relishing the telling...
"I get to be a mommy."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:36:54 GMT -8
Something about those sentences almost made him afraid. Poor kid was going to have a tough time. Then again- Milhin only sounded terrifying in that phrasing.
The thoughts that chased around his head however did not mute the reality of what he was hearing. Knowing, guessing, all of that was different than hearing her say it. Seeing the joy in eyes that used to have none.
" Yes. You get to be a mommy." he replied, his broad grin without pretense as he leaned in to kiss her with a fervor that for a moment overtook him. SHe had said something to him, long ago. Something he felt she needed to hear again.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 19:43:35 GMT -8
The sight of his grin, the genuine pleasure in his gaze. It brought tears to her eyes, brimming and then spilling over onto her cheeks. "I don't know why I'm crying." She sniffled. "I can't wait. I'm so happy. " Milhin smiled, unable to help herself. "But Trent...I don't think I have ever been so afraid at the same time." The mixture of emotions was foreign. Simultaneous joy and fear.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 20:07:15 GMT -8
Trent with drew his hand a way, and gestured an arcane component to the flames- flames which contorted and grew higher before their crackling became audible, perfectly so- as it formed voices, and flames formed figures- recalled from memory and displayed for them to see.
The two figures were expressive in their representation, showing only faces close to each other. The moment started with a question. "I see. Then tell me about your sister." His eyes met her own, curious again, but not accusatory. In truth, Milhin, deserved quite a bit...but accusation wasn't one of them. "I can imagine a lot of ways your reunion is a plan to hurt someone. To find vengenance. I can also imagine that...Maybe you are looking for the things my father took from you. "
Milhin glanced back at him, a brief glint of irritation flashing in her eyes. She had indulged many of his questions. Far more than she would have for anyone else. At times she regretted telling him so much. "What answer are you looking for, Trent? That your encouragement of Valerian to quit her hiding and return to the world gave me access to blood that I never thought I would locate? That I was elated when I finally found her? That I..." She broke away from him and began to pace restlessly, the paper thin wings of the black butterfly at her throat thruming violently. "That I have been...abandoned...by so many people that I crave to connect with just one person that won't?" Lifted slender fingers, grasping at ebon strands of hair in a moment of frustration before releasing them. "I have been abandoned, locked away in a place like this, sealed in a..." Her lips pursed with brewing rage. "In a gods be damned marble casket and left for the nightmares to consume me. I am alone." She stopped and turned back to stare at him vehemently. "There is no more House of Misery." She hissed. "And so I must create my own."
When the flames ceased the recall, Trent spoke words that heled a tone meant to embolden. " And so you did. "
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 20:07:25 GMT -8
Milhin turned her gaze to the flames which flared and began to speak in voices she recognized. From faces intimately familiar. She was silent, swallowing hard as she was confronted with words she had spoken in the past. The butterfly at her throat began to thrum in time with the butterfly in the vision. But once the vision receded, the wings slowed and flickered before becoming still.
And so I must create my own.
"I did. Didn't I?" She smiled slightly, lowering her head to rest it against his shoulder. Milhin giggled, teasing him then. "Have I made you quite miserable?"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 20:09:14 GMT -8
" Quite. " He said running his hand up her spine and smoothing over the base of her neck. " You have taken my misery and turned it to joy. You've taken a life that should've been broken, ground into dust- and made it potential of so much more. you and I.... we are forever. And we add a child to this, our child. "
" This news... it is a reminder that for all my machinations... this. " He put his hand upon her chest over her heart, before doing the same to his own. " Is all that matters. "
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 20:37:46 GMT -8
They had overcome so many obstacles together. Had become so much together. He had stepped out from the shadow of his father and become a power man with few equals. And she had stopped letting hurt from the past rule her future decisions, had embraced a completely new life. They had survived the loss of their beloved Sylvie together and their relying upon each other had only made their relationship stronger.
"You...made my life...a real life. I ceased surviving and began living when I met you. You have given me far more than I ever deserved." He gave her respect when she was disrespectful. Treated her with kindness when she was unkind. Loved her when she wasn't very loveable. And taught her that there was more to the world than hate and revenge.
"Forever." She agreed, settling her hand upon his chest. "We are all that matters. You, and me, and our child."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 14, 2018 20:37:57 GMT -8
He'd not belabour the moment of sentimentality, it was something that didn't need further words at this time. " I love you, Milhin." Was all that was needed, a gentle push against her gown.
" They will be others, beyond our children. Those who will see what we have seen. It is time we stopped hiding in New Arisalon." he said with a smirk of sorts, as if he already had a plan. While he'd do nothing that'd endanger his child, or the mother- there was work to be done before too long.
" The world this child is born into, it will be different. " He promised, but his hands as they moved along the outer curve of her thighs, it was evident he was less interested in talking as the evening went on. They needed to celebrate...
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:14:48 GMT -8
Several weeks later...
A tiny black butterfly flitted through the air on the breezes and currents. This method of travel consumed very little energy for Milhin, and thus Trent did not fuss when she had told him she was going to visit her mother.
She would seek out her mother first in the Temple of Tyr, arriving at the entrance and changing form from butterfly to dainty female. Milhin entered, moving with silent wraith-like fluidity that would rival any ghostly presence. "Oh, Mother..." She sang as she wandered through the hallways, following the sounds of the screams to find her.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:15:24 GMT -8
As Milhin entered the Temple, sounds of screams would fill it from below. Travine was busy once more, this time she had been poking needles through a woman's tender flesh. It would seem as if the woman had been covered from head to toe with the piercings. Every time the woman made too much noise, Travine would insert two at a time extremely close to one another. You'd think after so long they would become numb to it. Numb to the pain. But no, not this one. This one loved to sing Travine's favorite tune, Screams for the weak
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:15:34 GMT -8
She descended down the stairs, making her way through the corridor. The screams elicited a delicious tremor from the doll-like woman, stroking a primal and sadistic chord that she indulged with far greater control these days.
"That particular pitch is quite appealing." Milhin mused as she slipped into the room. "You have not lost your touch, Mother."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:15:49 GMT -8
Travine stopped as she heard her voice. Oh that sweet voice. The one at one point which was the only that ever soothed her. And what timing as well. Travine hated living in the amulet and had not been home in weeks.... maybe longer... and she looked it too. Black circles adorned her eyes. Travine places the needle down on a stack of large ones then moved to hug her daughter. "Oh baby girl, there has been much happened since my visit"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:16:05 GMT -8
Milhin's mouth curved in a sweet smile, opening her arms to circle around her mother in a welcoming embrace. "I am happy to see you too, Mother." She lay her head on Travine's shoulder briefly, knowing it would offer as much comfort as Milhin drew from it.
"I would hear of your news, Mother." She crooned, pulling away slightly and taking Travine's hands, regardless of the blood that soaked them.
"And then I would impart news of my own."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:16:15 GMT -8
those blackened lips curled into a twisted grin as she felt her daughter's head briefly on her shoulder and felt normal for a moment. When Milhin pulled slightly away and took her hands, Travine looked to her daughter. Her head cocked to the right as Milhin spoke of hearing of her news and then imparting news of her own.
Travine looked over her beautiful daughter who seemed to be beaming with delight. Something about that porcelain flesh that looked, almost shiny. "Well, the day I was called away from your new home and back here, I met Paige and bit out his throat. Left him bleeding on the floor, but he regenerated. He enjoys the pain" Travine's eyes seemed to start going distant as she repeats, "Oh how he enjoys the pain." Travine then blinked her eyes, "Nothing like the pain I am giving this one here and you are right, I have not lost my touch."
The news, back to the news, "Oh yeah, Paige and I are married and well...... You have ...... 3 siblings"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:16:25 GMT -8
"Married?" Her head canted, brow lofting. And then her eyes slowly widened. Bigger. And Bigger. And Bigger. "Th-three?" She echoed, lips parting at such an impossible thought. Her lips pursed and she fell silent for a long moment.
"Has it truly been so long?" With a sigh, she nodded. "I suppose it has been. I have been a poor daughter, I suppose, to my revered mother."
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:16:45 GMT -8
Travine watched as Milhin's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and Bigger. When Milhin asked three, Travine gave her a nod, "Yes, three." she then watched Milhin, "Two boys and a girl." Those eyes looked away, then back to Milhin, the words that came out of Milhin's mouth caused Travine's eyes to narrow into mere slits as she growled out, "You have not been a poor daughter.| Travine had to swallow, almost as if she were swallowing the truth of it all
Travine eyes then returned to normal and she leaned into her daughter, giving her a soft kiss on her forehead, "Can you and your man toy take your sister? She is too curious and too eager to learn. I dont need any of these idiots trying to influence her"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:16:57 GMT -8
The growl did not surprise her. Travine would never believe poorly of her baby girl. "I have been neglectful." She said, contrite. "I will endeavour to be a better daughter."
Her mother's request elicited a sharp inhale of surprise and a rapid flicker of her lashes. "I...will pose the idea to Trent. My home is his home." She bowed slightly. "I will return with our answer once I've had the opportunity to discuss it with him." Truth be told it was not a poor idea. A child with potential to learn was a gift.
"I must deliver my news to you then as well." She smiled a secret smile and shifted away the fabric of her cloak to expose her lace-clad gown beneath. A gown that showcased a small, but distinct roundness to her belly.
"You are going to have a grandchild." Her smile widened expectantly, awaiting her mother's reaction.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:17:09 GMT -8
Travine's blackened lips curled into a smile as Milhin spoke of being a better daughter. Then Milhin inhaled a sharp breath, she had agreed to discuss taking in Ember with her Trent. This made Travine estatic. There was nothing that Travine would not do for her children and sending Ember away from the temple may be a good idea before Tyr got his mitts into the girl.
Then it came. The shifting of fabric, the small, yet distinct roundness, the words that tied it all together. Travine stood there as if in shock. Those emerald's blinking rapidly as she took it in. Though she knew Milhin was far old enough to be a mother, in Travine's mind she wished to keep her baby girl just that.
Travine's left hand came up and she started to scratch at the back of her neck repeatedly, trying to take in the news, what first came out was, "I drank Tyr's blood and survived, though now I am dedicated to him for the rest of days." Travine wondered in that moment what she was thinking at that time, though she never thought Milhin would mother a child of her own...
One last blink and Travine brought her right hand to place on the bump. Quickly her arm dropped and she backed away. Those eyes moved to look to Milhin's face, then to the bump, then to her daughter's face once more, "How?" She knew how, but this was her baby girl, her dark child was having a dark child
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:17:21 GMT -8
"The rest of days is a long time, Mother. Especially for us. I do hope you don't come to regret that decision." She murmured, disliking the idea of anyone having that sort of power over Travine. It had the potential to complicate things.
Milhin indulged the touch of Travine's hand to her growing belly, where a child grew within. Her mother was visibly shocked and Milhin was amused. "Why, in the conventional way, of course.." She giggled and then canted her head. "Are you not pleased at the idea of being a grandmother?"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:17:33 GMT -8
When Milhin spoke of getting pregnant in the conventional way, Travine's eyes grew wide. She never wanted to think Milhin in that way. Travine had fooled herself, or perhaps it was the voices, either way. Travine could never think of any man ruining her perfect little dark child. Travine bowed her head for a moment, "g...great...grandma...mother?"
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:17:46 GMT -8
Milhin chuckled, shaking her head. "Great? Not a great grandmother. Perhaps once my child is grown." She linked her arm with Travine's. "Come, mother. Let us stroll while you come to terms with your new impending title." And she would lead Travine out of the room to wander the hallways of the temple.
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Post by Milhin LeNoir on Sept 27, 2018 17:18:03 GMT -8
Travine's arm linked with Milhin's as the woman led her out of her Torture Chambers. They moved down the hall now, "Ahh to think I will never see that whore in these walls again. Baracus and I are speaking again........." They reached the staircase and Travine stopped and turned to look at Milhin, "I love you baby girl. Tell me he is to wed you" That was one thing Travine had always been strict with, no child out of wedlock, which was why the second that she found out that she was pregnant she practically pinned Paige down and told him they had to marry right there and then. A fiery blood red brow arched as she looked to her daughter
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