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WELCOME TO THE THUNDERDOME [ open, doctor's office ] |
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By: Raven` Date: March 13, 2017, 11:54 am |
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Spencer, known in the other world as Spiderscare, nervously |
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entered the doctor's office. She wasn't too far along, yet her |
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stomach had grown so much. It frightened her a bit, before she |
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was reminded of the extreme fertility in her family, and in most |
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families of the area. She eased herself into a chair and watched |
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the kids nearby play, hand resting on her stomach. She had |
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reached out to the father, offering him to come along and hear |
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the heartbeat, or multiple heartbeats, for the first time. She |
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had yet to get a real response, so she left him the address and |
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time. Spencer hoped to hell that he would come, and wouldn't |
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leave her on her own. |
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The young girl ignored the glare she got from the ginger male |
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ahead of her. He was a family friend and had brought her here, |
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even though he despised her situation. She took a deep breath |
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and waited in silence. |
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Re: WELCOME TO THE THUNDERDOME [ open, doctor's office ] |
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By: Whoa Date: March 13, 2017, 6:35 pm |
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[font=courier]Charlie, Crow-wing in another universe he didn't |
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know of, was visiting the doctor upon request of his mother and |
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twin sister. They simply wanted to make sure there weren't too |
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many fluids in his lungs. The 30 something year old man glanced |
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up from where he sat, waiting for his own turn to be checked |
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out, his gaze landing on his friend Spencer. He knew her |
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condition. In fact, he had been there when she had announced it. |
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It still shocked him to think of what happened, but he wouldn't |
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say what she should do. He simply lifted a pale hand, blotched |
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and spotted with dark birthmarks, and waved to her, muttering a |
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low and raspy, "Hey Spencer."[/font] |
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