http://another-phace.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2007-03-22 04:50 pm
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Feen Verse: Meeting the father.

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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[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Peter... good, solid name," Creed rumbled, and looked at Fluss, waiting to see what she thought.

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Her ears twitched gently in a soft smile as she lowered her nearer wing and leaned back against him. "Ja. Peter ist gut." She gently stroked her new son's hair, her dark eyes gazing tenderly into his curious grey ones. "(You're Peter, determined and strong.)"

The baby raised one little hairless eyebrow, then glanced at his father and grinned without stopping nursing.

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
Creed chuckled.

"N' he'll grow strong," he nodded, satisfied. Then his kissed Fluss' cheek. "N' good. Good like his mama."

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
She reached up and back to gently pull his head down so that she could tip her own back to kiss him. "And like his Vader."

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
He blinked, then smiled.

"Again, 'cause his mama," he chuckled. sweeping them both up carefully and cuddling them close.

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Fluß snuggled back against him happily. "Ve should bring him home, ja?"

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he rumbled, nuzzling her. "Yeah. We gotta get him set up. N' you, too."

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Here are her things," said the golden woman, offering him a canvas bag with a dark green drawstring. "May the Starsinger bless you all alvays."

"Ach." Fluß pulled away from her husband to hug her mother and give her a goodbye kiss on the cheek. "(I love you, Mama.)"

"(I love you too, my River. Take good care of your family.)"

Fluß nodded and twitched her ears, then wiped away tears on her shoulder and returned to Creed.

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Creed swung the bag carefully over his shoulder, then kissed his mother-in-law's hand.

"We'll be back soon fer visitin'," he rumbled. "I wouldn't keep her from ya, or Peter. Thank ya, ma'am, fer everythin'."
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