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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 19, 2007 21:09:45 GMT -5
"Oh, that's... horrible," Isabella said, wincing. "I can't say I'm sorry Craven's dead, but... that's a horrible way to go. Even for him. But I'm glad you didn't have to kill him." She tried to process the rest of the story in hre mind. "Wait... what about her daddy? You mean her uncle, right? Alastor?"
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Post by Rori Logan on Mar 20, 2007 20:11:41 GMT -5
Rori waited in the same room with Sabrina, before walking into the room with Isabella. Finally she got up from the chair she was sitting in, and slipped into the room with Isabella, the baby, and Voltaire. Rori still hadn't said a word. She stood on one side of Voltaire.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:05:09 GMT -5
Voltaire shook his head and said "No, Her Daddy...Wesley is alive, he just happened to tell me that before we left to rescue Natalie, Needless to say, I wasn't very happy with him toying with his children's' emotions like that..." he snorted and said "You know what I told him before we left? that If I had my way, he would of stayed with Sabrina while I got Natalie. Now I think that might of been the best Idea I've ever had." Voltaire looked down at his son and then saw Rori, He turned toward her and said "Rori, Come meet your Brother." he said giving her a half smile, He knew she was affected as he was...probably more so, so many of her friends had been killed this year.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:09:30 GMT -5
Isabella sighed. "It's too bad he didn't stay here... Maybe..." She shook her head. "I guess there's no point in trying to undo what happened." She reached out her hand to Rori. "Rori, come here... you don't look well..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:16:25 GMT -5
Voltaire felt exhausted and horrible, he looked down at his son again and the baby started making a smooch face at him, in his sleep no less, and then promptly hiccuped. He felt badly for being so angry after Sabrina fell, but what bothered him most was that he didn't know what his stupid reactions did to Rori, or if she even heard him at all.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:21:35 GMT -5
Isabella sighed. "It's been a long, exhausting day for all of us," she said, reaching her hand out to touch the top of Conor's head. "I'm just glad you're home safe..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:42:40 GMT -5
Voltaire looked at her and smiled and said "me too. I took a curse head on because I knocked out that floozy cousin of your's, she had back up." he said playing with Conor's little balled up fist. "Actually I have to thank Wesley for not letting me bleed to death." he added as an after thought
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 20, 2007 21:50:32 GMT -5
Isabella made a face. "Claudia... Ugh. Technically, now that my mother isn't really my mother, Claudia isn't really my cousin," she pointed out. "Do you hear that Conor? You're not really related to that horrible woman..." She shook her head. "You're lucky she didn't kill you. She didn't torture you, did she?"
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Post by Rori Logan on Mar 21, 2007 7:46:19 GMT -5
Rori walked closer to Isabella and took her hand, while peering up at her new little brother. She was happy that she did have a new little brother, but she couldn't really show it, because she didn't feel normal, because of everything that had happened within the last few hours.
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Post by Madam Poppy Pomfrey on Mar 21, 2007 15:45:53 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. "I'm truly sorry, dear," Madam Pomfrey said sympathetically. "I can run some additional tests, if you would like... and there may be a few treatments I could try that would help heal some of the damaged tissue, but I can't guarantee any of it will help." |
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Mar 21, 2007 15:56:37 GMT -5
Emily just shook her head. "No, no, it's alright Poppy," said Emily sitting up. "I think I'm just going to go home and maybe get some sleep."
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Post by Madam Poppy Pomfrey on Mar 21, 2007 15:59:43 GMT -5
Madam Pomfrey frowned. "All right, dear," she said. "Please check in with me again. I'll be at the summer camp, so feel free to stop by for a check up any time, OK?"
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Mar 21, 2007 16:06:37 GMT -5
Emily nodded. "I'll come back for visits every now and again," said Emily. "I'll see you soon Poppy." Emily left the little room and stopped by Isabella's room. "Hey Voltaire, Rori," she said. She noticed that both of them didn't look that great. "I'll talk to you later Isa. I'm just going to go home."
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 21, 2007 22:14:12 GMT -5
"Bye, Emily," Isabella said as her friend walked out. She looked over at Voltaire and Rori worriedly. "Maybe you two should go get some rest," she said. "You both have been through an awful ordeal... I should have been there with you." She felt frustrated and sick, wishing she could have done something to help. She wasn't used to feeling helpless.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 23, 2007 22:10:49 GMT -5
"Nonsense...You've given the most help I could ever need. You were and are my motivation for not bleeding to death." Voltaire said with a smile. "And you had this little man to bring to light." Said Voltaire holding up his baby up. "Do you want in with you or in the bassinet?" he asked as he stood up, cracking his neck as he did so.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 23, 2007 22:20:34 GMT -5
"Well, if I had my way, I'd never put him down," Isabella said, smiling. "But I am tired. Is he asleep? If he's sleeping, it would probably be best to put him in the bassinet so he can sleep."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Mar 23, 2007 22:48:28 GMT -5
Voltaire nodded and looked down at his baby. Yes he was sleeping. "I guess we can't call him bubble anymore." he laid him down and tucked the blankets around him. We'll be back later...Come on Rori, let's go..." said Voltaire taking his arm and putting it around Rori's shoulders. "Let's get Anna, she's probably tired after being here all day." he said to her as they walked toward the door.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Mar 23, 2007 22:54:59 GMT -5
"We can call him Bubble still... just as your parents still call you Button," Isabella said. She looked over at the bassinet and smiled sleepily. "Goodnight," she whispered. She felt a bit stung that Voltaire didn't give her a kiss before leaving, but then, she knew he'd had a rough day. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep.
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