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Shaun , Nadya and Shadowfax's dorm
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Dec 11, 2012 08:21AM
Aurelie dries Nadya's tears and makes her lie down. "Oh ma soeur, we really need to find out what's wrong..."
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"Well, it obviously 'asn't work, 'as is?" she points out.
"Droit. Alors nous doivons... find some way to ease zee pain. Nadya, I'm scared you'll miscarry if we don't do something. And zis time, you might go with it."
"Die, ma soeur. Zat's what I mean."
"Je sais, je sais," Aurelie soothes. "But 'e is going to if we don't do something soon." She looks to Will. "Please tell me you 'ave some sort of idea what we can do."
Aurelie sighs. "Ma soeur, 'ave you 'ad any blood recently. I was just thinking, maybe you need it?"
"You need to feed," she insists.
"Oui, I do. And you'll 'ave to feed from me, unless you 'appen to 'ave blood around. You can't feed from Will, 'e's a vampire, and Shaun's already weak."
"Och, don't argue. It doesn't make any difference to me, and anyway, you've done it before."
"Don't argue," Aurelie repeats. She draws a finger in the air above her wrist, and her wrist slits simultaneously.
"See, you do need to feed," Aurelie point outs gently, bending her arm at the elbow and raising her wrist to staunch the bleeding slightly. "Now, drink, oui?"
Aurelie holds her wrist out to Nadya so she can feed properly.
Aurelie blocks the pain from her mind and nods, encouraging Nadya to keep drinking. Her eyes dart to Will to make sure he is okay with the blood.
Aurelie looks back to Nadya. "Feel any better?"
((Got to go do french, a bientot))
((Got to go do french, a bientot))
"C'est rien," she replies, running a thumb over the slit on her wrist, the cut healing as she does so. "What matters is, did it 'elp at all?"
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Nadya pulled away from her "t-thank you""
((The islands of dreams please))
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"If you are sure..." she says, rubbing her wrist where the cut had been. She bites her lip, not only worried for Nadya, but now a little anxious about her own daughter.
"Avec une fille... Amy... Will thought we should get 'er a nanny..."
Aurelie spins round to Will. "What on earth is she talking about? What's wrong with Amy?" she cries, worried, both by Nadya's outbursts and Will's laughter.
Aurelie exhales with sudden relief. "Do you know 'ow much you scared me?!" she cries indignantly. "Anyway," she says, putting her arms around Will, "Will knows 'ow to 'ave fun!" She laughs.
Aurelie laughs and kisses him, before turning back to Nadya. "Definitely zee same one," she confirms playfully with a nod.
Aurelie coos and pats his cheek. "Aw Will, zat is something we'll 'ave to teach you, mon copain, something we'll 'ave to teach you," she teases with a smile tugging at her lips.
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((fox house please))
Aurelie laughs. "Trust you to look at zat side of things, ma soeur, honestly," she tells her.
Aurelie doesn't reply, just shakes her head and laughs, grinning.
Aurelie looks at Nadya in concern, noting the grimace. She nods to Will as he leaves, wondering who it is, but deciding to look after Nadya before worrying. "Is zere anything I can get you, ma soeur?"
Aurelie laughs. "D'accord. Pancakes I can make," she says with a smile, heading for the kitchen and pulling on an apron with a flick of her hand.
((Off for a nice long relaxing bath))
((Off for a nice long relaxing bath))
Aurelie looks back. She can see how Nadya tries to hide the pain. "You are a bad actress, mon amie."
((Too right, an hour and a half))
"Nadya, do you think I'm stupid or something? Or blind? I can see you're in pain!" She turns the gas off and puts the pancakes on the side.
"Nadya, do you think I'm stupid or something? Or blind? I can see you're in pain!" She turns the gas off and puts the pancakes on the side.
((Yup. And my french :') ))
Aurelie sighs. "Je sais..." she says quietly. She frowns. "Will's been a long time. I wonder what's wrong."
Aurelie sighs. "Je sais..." she says quietly. She frowns. "Will's been a long time. I wonder what's wrong."
((So many times did I almost drop it :') ))
"Sacre bleu, never a moment's peace, never..." she mutters, looking to the door.
"Sacre bleu, never a moment's peace, never..." she mutters, looking to the door.
((Well.... peut-etre....))
Aurelie nods. "Oui oui. I'm French, if you can't cook pancakes, life is pointless," she says with a laugh. "So what was zat all about?"
Aurelie nods. "Oui oui. I'm French, if you can't cook pancakes, life is pointless," she says with a laugh. "So what was zat all about?"
((hahah oh dear, fail much))
"Same as before? What, the investigation thing?" she asks, clicking her fingers so that a few hover in the air on a moment before landing on a plate that she procures. She hands it to him, then some to Nadya.
"Same as before? What, the investigation thing?" she asks, clicking her fingers so that a few hover in the air on a moment before landing on a plate that she procures. She hands it to him, then some to Nadya.
" Hey and me "? Shaun said chuckling.
Aurelie laughs and with a flick of her hand sends a plate towards Shaun.
"When you broke into Will's house, you left your dress zere covered in blood. Now zee police think 'e murdered someone or something," she explained, half reprimanding, half concerned on Will's behalf.
"Och, Will, swallow zen speak. Not a clue what you just said."
" What"? Shaun said confused.
"So what actually are you going to do?" Aurelie asks.
Aurelie stands behind him, hands on his shoulders, and sighs. "I worry for you sometimes..."
Aurelie laughs. "Zat is what you get for marrying a french girl. Pancakes, ratatouille and tartiflette every day. Need to fatten you up a bit."
((Err Nadya is pretty ill because of the baby, Will's under investigation because police found Nadya's dress covered in blood in his apartment when she left it there... that's it really))
Aurelie cries with laughter. "Oh mon copain, your expression..." she says, shaking her head. "Get some meat on those bones, I don't mean in a Hansel and Gretel kind of way!"
