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Post by Emily Alchemia on Mar 12, 2007 16:06:44 GMT -5
((It's edited..... sorry.... I can't read..... lol))
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Post by Madam Poppy Pomfrey on Mar 12, 2007 16:08:52 GMT -5
"OK," Madam Pomfrey said. "Just lie still a moment while I run a scan..." She uttered an incantation and thenwaved her wand very slowly over Emily's stomach. "Oh, dear..." she said in a low voice as she realized what she was seeing.
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Mar 12, 2007 19:23:07 GMT -5
Emily watched as Poppy scanned her. She started to frown whenever Poppy said something. "What is it," she asked worriedly.
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Post by Madam Poppy Pomfrey on Mar 15, 2007 13:04:07 GMT -5
Poppy leaned in closer and looked more carefully for a moment, then pulled back. "Oh, dear..." she said softly. "It looks like the Sectumsempra curse caused some internal bleeding. Your doctor at St. Mungo's fixed it, but the tissue damage was extensive. I'm not sure you'll be able to have children, dear."
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Mar 15, 2007 16:33:11 GMT -5
Emily listened in fear to Poppy. Her eyes widened and they started to water whenever Poppy said something about not being able to have children. Those were the most horrible words that just about any woman could hear. Emily pictured Isabella outside with Conor and that made things even worse. The thought of her not being able to do that. Then questions started to flash through her mind about how was she going to tell Vincent. She let a few tears escape.
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Post by Conor Ethan on Mar 15, 2007 21:25:26 GMT -5
Conor shut is eyes and let out a mewling cry. He was so tired and every thing was just too much, he didn't know what else to do.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 15, 2007 21:34:10 GMT -5
Isabella smiled down at her son as he closed his little eyes. "It's all right, little one," she said in a soft, soothing voice. "Everything is going to be all right. Your mama's here. And soon your daddy will be, too. Oh... he's just going to love you so much..." She cuddled him closer to her and gently rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb.
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Post by Conor Ethan on Mar 15, 2007 21:43:31 GMT -5
Conor hiccuped and let out a stuttered sigh. He liked Mommy, she said things he didn't understand, but they sounded pretty.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 15, 2007 21:49:08 GMT -5
Isabella was starting to feel pretty tired herself, but she didn't want to let go of Conor. She couldn't imagine ever putting him down. Holding him in her arms was the single most amazing thing she had ever done in her life. She sighed, then began to sing softly.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:26:27 GMT -5
Voltaire walked into the hospital wing, he was tired, had dried blood on the side of his face, but was smiling with tears in his eyes as he walked toward Isabella, She was singing a song that he had sung before. She had in her arms, wrapped in a baby blue blanket his baby. He stepped forward into the soft glow of a lit lamp and said "Hello mama, Who's that you have there?" there was a waver to his voice and the tears leaked from his eyes.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:29:06 GMT -5
Isabella looked up at him, smiling. "You're here," she said happily. "You look a mess... what happened? Is everything OK?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:33:39 GMT -5
Voltaire shook his head and walked toward her and sat down leaning his head to look upon his son's face. "Sabrina snuck away while you were in labor, that much I can guess, and convinced Rori and Landon to tell her where Natalie was being kept. We had already gotten Natalie, she was as good as saved, but then the kids outside... they ran into ...deatheaters." he said his tears soaking through her hospital robe. "I used a really stupid spell to kill an Inferus, I lost a good deal of enegry and I couldn't Save 'er." he said whispering.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:36:10 GMT -5
"What?" Isabella gasped. "That's awful... I told them to stay here, but I couldn't keep track of them during the labor... Couldn't save who? Sabrina, or Rori?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:39:13 GMT -5
"Sabrina. I told her she was no where near enough to fight even a low class death eater, but she didn't listen to me. She must of been terrified." he said sitting up and wiping his eyes. "So, Who's this little guy? aw look he's got his mama's nose...thank god." he said laughing a little though still choked up.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:45:23 GMT -5
Isabella sighed. "Those kids had no business being there... that just shouldn't have happened. Poor thing." She looked back down at the baby. "This is your son," she said softly. "I've named him Conor, but you can pick the middle name. Would you like to hold him?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 1:54:10 GMT -5
"Yes!" he said holding out his arms. "I haven't held a baby in years..." he held his baby for the frist time and his little face scrunched for a moment. "uh oh, I don't think he likes the way I smell." he said looking at Isa. "I wanted to name him Ethan..." he said pouting. "Isn't that perfectly normal for you?"
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 2:02:42 GMT -5
"You're covered in blood and sweat and the stench of the headquarters," Isabella said. "Maybe he can smell all that. We can call him Conor Ethan, if you want," she said. She closed her eyes sleepily. "I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted. Labor.... is not fun. I hope you're not expecting me to do that too many more times."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 2:11:56 GMT -5
Voltaire smiled "Well, I don't know about you, but a little girl would give us the complete set... besides the girls we already have." he said with a half smile. He looked down at his son and said "Never Never use old Ukrainian spells, they are dumb dumb." he said in a cooing voice.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 13:23:09 GMT -5
"I would like a girl," Isabella said, sighing tiredly. "But... maybe not for a little while." She smiled up at him. "Are you going to tell me why you had to kill an Inferus? What happened?"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 18, 2007 13:32:47 GMT -5
"Ah, well Natalie was being held by Erasmus on the meeting floor, and for whatever reason he had an inferus there with him, Natalie twitched and he was nervous and edgy, he flew off the handle and made to strike her, but the Inferus got him. I ran in and freed Natalie and then cast the spell on that inferus. It was created to kill Coven Masters, Vampires, so it's very strong but it wiped me out. I carried Natalie out of there and showed her her daddy, she was happy, I know hoping maybe that all her visions were proven wrong. In any case...All that's left of Erasmus is... gross to mention." he finished holding his son's hand in larger one. he marveled at his tiny fingernails. "He's perfect Isabella."
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