Feen Verse: Meeting the father.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

Creed blinked as he entered some cool, dark-smelling place, which caught him off guard.

He gently set his love down, then turned his head, smelling earth and metal, one arm around here. "Are we there, sweetheart? We make it?"

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[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Er..." he frowned, looking and smelling them carefully. "This one sorta smells like 'em.... But I ain't no expert in this kinda thing."

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

"Yes... that one is rather closely related to his prospective sire." The Professor nodded and gently removed the bubble from the rack, then handed it to Creed. "Warm him in your hand as I ready the tools for getting your son ready."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Alright," he blinked, carefully encasing the bubble, a little spooked about holding something so fragile, helpless, and precious in his bare hands.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

The ancient Beast took the rack back to its place, then returned with a device the size and shape of a beer keg, which he set on a table and rolled close to the tank that Creed stood next to. "I must needs sedate him for the transfer, lest it prove too traumatic."

He looked toward the third, empty tank and nodded. "When you feel movement in the bubble wouldst insert it into the port on yon artificial womb?"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, 'course," he said. "Just... tell me if I'm doin' it wrong."

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

"You're doing fine," came the distracted reply as the Professor carefully opened the tank and transfered Creed's new son to the smaller one.

And the tiniest of taps and wriggles suddenly started in the big catman's hand.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

Creed quickly put him in the tank, eyes widdening as he looked at the fetus, then looked over.

"What's that for?" he asked, walking back over.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

Behind him the bubble split, the shell growing quickly and becoming the child's placenta, which fastened to a special place in the tank as the Professor mentally oversaw the process.

"This is a portable womb; the means by which he may best have his age accelerated."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Oh.... so how long?" he asked, blinking.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

"Not long at all." He fastened the last catches and handed the younger man a slightly bulky wrist watch. "Put that on, an it please ye my good man."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Sure," he said, putting it on, then looking at the container again.

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The Professor handed it to him. "Keep a tight grip on that and teleport to the location currently set in the teleporter watch's circuitry, then return."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Er, alright," he frowned, olding it tightly but carefully.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

The Professor stepped back and nodded for him to go.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

He activated the teleporter and did as was asked of him, bringing him back quickly.

"Did I do it right?" he frowned.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

He peered through the window in the side of the canister and nodded, then stood and adjusted the settings on Creed's watch. "And again. Grab me a cup of coffee while your there, if you will."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

He blinked, but nodded and did so, disappearing and returning with the cup he smelt on the Blue of his reality often.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

Fluß was there when he got back, standing at her grandfather's shoulder next to a woman with golden skin and white hair and wings. She walked over to Creed as the Professor took the canister and started to open it, her hands gripping his arm as her dark eyes watched.

A thin cry broke the air, lusty and irate, and then the next thing Creed knew he was holding a black baby with dark grey hair.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

His arm snapped from around Fluss' waist to hold the baby, and his eyes got huge as he stared down at the kid, then quickly pulled him close to keep him warm.

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

The wails faded, and big grey eyes looked up at him as the little one hiccuped and clung to his shirt.

"Ach," said Fluß softly, putting her wings around Creed to shelter the little one. "(Oh, look at him!)"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," he said softly, face full of wonder. Then he blinked, and looked down at Fluss, his face draining.= for a moment, bfore he set his jaw.

"Sweetheart..." he said softly, passing the baby to her to see. "We're gonna have t' stay in the mansion a few days while I find you a house."

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

"(Alright.)" She leaned against him, still sheltering their new son with a wing as she lifted her shirt and set him to the breast.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"But... I thought ya... I mean, ya don't smell...." he stopped, then shook his head. "How can ya nurse?"

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

"(All Feen women can do it.)" She looked up at him, the white streak falling into her eyes. "(It's a way to make sure that babies always have what they need.)"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Ah," he said, gently tucking the stripe behind her ear, and kissing her. "Better fer us n' him, then... what'll we name 'im?"