It's about damn time [Vanator]

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It's about damn time [Vanator]

Postby Vanator on April 9th, 2011, 12:39 am

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"What, now...right now?!"
Vanator, son of Eachann, Heir of the Denusk Pavilion, Zith Slayer and Husband to two fine women, found himself at a loss. It was happening. Their first child was coming, his heart pounded with both joy and apprehension, and total lack of any idea what to do next. He was so grateful Khiara was there. Khi was like the calming water of a cool spring to Kashik and stormy persona and Vanator's stubborn pride, which made her a perfect match for them.

As nervous as he was, Van could not conceal his grin. He fretted for Kashik, though he knew she would be alright, she had to be. He had waited so long to be a father, a real one. He beamed at Kashik with love, awe and concern. He awkwardly pressed a kiss to Kash's bronze cheek, then one on Khiara's lips, just before his Second Wife gave her instructions. Van looked puzzled at Khiara for a moment, then, as if her words finally penetrated his thick skull, he nodded and looked to his First Wife. "Who, who should I get? Who did Eldon tell you to go to? He walked anxiously along beside the two young women, suddenly feeling entirely out of his element.
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It's about damn time [Vanator]

Postby Kashik on April 9th, 2011, 5:31 pm

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Kashik laughed, bright and merry to see the both of them so boggled for a moment. "I'm all right yet," she chuckled as Khiara slid an arm around her. "Walking feels better than not walking. Vanator," she said, turning an indulgent smile to him, "go ask for Denen Brokensong. He's the one that was recommended to me. We'll be there before too long, don't worry."

A few more easy steps, and then she had to pause a moment as her breath hissed once more and she groaned a little. She hooked a hand on Khi's shoulder and bent over a little, trying not to let the ripples of muscle contractions urge her to push before she was ready. "Oh, this one's going to take after it's father," she growled, laughing as she straightened up and leaned on Khiara to start towards the tents again. "Come on, love. I want to get somewhere and get settled. Have you been to many birthings?" she asked, trying to keep the conversation light.
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It's about damn time [Vanator]

Postby Khiara on April 11th, 2011, 8:56 pm

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Smiling at Vanator as he kissed her and the first wife, obviously over joyed now the moment was finally here. He was all the more adorable for it. Brokensong, good choice, from what she'd heard.

Pausing as Kashik did, Khiara empathised for the woman, seeing the tension in her face. It seemed like the birth of the couple's first born would not be as long as thought. Laughing at the drykas woman's comment about the baby being like Vanator, Khiara continued on with her slowly as she stood again.

"Yes, actually. In Avanthal, a Hold is a lot like a pavilion...lots of families under one Hold Name, under one roof. So not only did I see my cousins and second cousins get born, but also the babes of my extended families. I actually enjoy attending, helping a mother when the link to the Goddess is broken. It can be such a wonderful experience." The young woman didn't dare mention the not so lovely experiences of birth. It could be hard, even fatal for the mother and the baby...but most of the time, you knew from the start when that was the case. Khiara didn't think Kashik would be in any danger. Holding the woman close with her extended arm, the vantha smiled warmly.

"I wasn't thinking of babies, for the longest time. I didn't see I had a future any more. My mate, was gone. It's only now I realise...I want to have a sibling for this child. With you and Vanator." Pausing, she looked at the woman with shifting gold and violet eyes.

"But not just yet. I don't want to be pregnant when we have a little newborn to fuss over and attend. I've seen that and its not fun."

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It's about damn time [Vanator]

Postby Vanator on April 13th, 2011, 5:22 pm

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Vanator did not want to leave Kashik. Not that he knew what to do, he just wanted to be with her, felt like he should be with her. But Kashik had asked for him to find Denen, and his wife, even in the beginning of her birth pangs, gave him the strong, reassuring glance he needed. That confidence was echoed in Khiara's soft-colored eyes, and Vanator knew his first wife was in the capable, loving hands of his second. He was truly blessed.

With a brush of his hand on both women's dark hair, Vanator turned to barrel towards the Opal Clan pavilions. A bellowed "Make way!" helped to clear a path in the street. Vanator liked Denen Brokensong, a bright young man. But he was so young? Could he really safely deliver the baby? What about his...hearing? The Drykas pushed such thoughts from his mind. Kashik and Khiara had faith in him, and Vanator knew he was a skilled healer.

Van's charge eased as he moved among the Opal family tents, trying to remember where the Brokensong's lived. "Denen!" He bellowed. Then he realized the futility of calling for the man. He accosted a woman passing with a water bucket. "Where is Denen Brokensong?" The startled woman pointed with out a word to a group of tents beyond some fire pits. Vanator jogged in that direction.
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Postby Denen Sunsinger on April 22nd, 2011, 11:38 pm

OOCSorry for the shortness and the lateness.

Denen wasn't with the Brokensongs, nor had he been for a long while. He was, however, amongst the Opal Clan tents, because he had wanted to watch another healer tending to injuries a young man had gotten from falling off of his horse. Denen knew his skills could always use improvement, and to watch and help an older, more experienced healer was one of the best ways to go about doing that.

It was much to his surprise, then, when the man's apprentice darted into the tent and rapidly signed to Denen that there was a man looking for him. Denen wrinkled his nose in surprise, wondering who on earth would want to see him. But he went out, after washing his hands, and looked about curiously. He was lanky and tall, and was easily recognizable for the scarf he kept wrapped around his ears.
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Postby Vanator on April 27th, 2011, 12:46 pm

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Vanator waited with barely contained panic as the young Drykas he had found rushed off to find Denen. He had no real reason to be nervous. Kashik's pregnancy had gone well with no issues and the strong young woman was fit and ready to bear the child. But he had waited thirty six years to be a father. A real father. His mind flickered to Dhanya. He had already fathered a set of twins to the kelvic, but he was no father to them. Dhanya had brought them to him, so he could see them. But she would not stay. She could not. He was married, his father refused to acknowledge the children's legitmacy. His father loved Kashik, wanted his son's heir to be born of her womb, and not of some kelvic tavern singer. Dhanya would never be able to live among them and she wanted to raise the children alone, so she took them and, for the second time, disappeared from his life. At times he ached to see those children, but today, his firstborn of Kashik was all he could think about.

Then the young healer appeared. A grin eased across Vanator's face. Denen was a good man with a healer's heart. The older Drykas knew he would care for his wife and child as best he could. Van raised his hand and waved, trying to get Denen's attention as he jogged in the man's direction, trying to exclaim the baby's pending arrival in Grassland Sign as he ran.
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Postby Denen Sunsinger on April 30th, 2011, 6:32 pm

Denen had attended many births, and helped with them, too, but he had never delivered a baby on his own before. There were many others who had been doing this for years, people who were experienced and even well known for delivering babies. Denen showed promise, but he was young still. There was much still for the healer to learn. It was of considerable surprise, therefore, when Vanator came to him, telling him that his wife was in labor. It didn't take long for the boy to realize why Van was telling him this, and his heart nearly jumped into his throat. Oh, gods. Why did everyone come to him for things?

But he didn't hesitate, not for a moment. "Let me get my bag," he signed quickly, and he slipped back into the tent to gather his bag. His heart was racing, and he tried to move as seamlessly, knowing that if he wasn't careful, he'd trip and impale himself or something equally horrid.

He came out again, and walked to Vanator, trying to appear as confident as possible, though his hands trembled. "Let's go, then."
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Postby Kashik on May 6th, 2011, 3:10 am

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Kashik laughed as they made their slow way towards the Opal Clan's tents. "Oh, don't you worry about when," she chuckled, twining her fingers with Khiara's. "You two just enjoy each other, and let the gods decide when we should have another addition to the family. That is the advantage to living the Drykas way, after all - if you need attention in your pregnancy, there's a bevy of aunts and cousins to look after my babe. Hell, I'm quite sure my mother would be thrilled to have the little one in her tent for a while. Besides, I will likely be a while healing after this. It'll be up to you to keep him entertained," she giggled, winking up at the Vanthan with a teasing grin.

They made their way down the streets, the people of the Horseclans making way when they learned that Kashik was on her way to birth. A few of her acquaintances stopped to give her a kiss of luck and touch a hand to her stomach in blessing, and she was always happy to stop for a moment and take a few breaths before soldiering on again.

When they finally reached the tents and she saw Vanator anxiously awaiting them, she laughed again - and though her face was a bit paler than usual, her smile came just as easily as it always had. "Husband! Are you throwing yourself into a panic when I've told you not to? It may be hours yet, no need to have poor Denen running around like crazy. Is this him?" she asked, turning jewel-bright teal eyes to the slim young man at her husband's side. "You're younger than I expected!" she laughed, though there was no disapproval in her voice - not that he could tell, but then she hadn't been told that Denen was deaf. But her grin was more teasing than anything, and she reached a hand out to his shoulder to pull him forward and lay a kiss of greeting to his cheek. "Well, this is my first, so we shall learn together, yes? Eldon and Vanator both spoke highly of you, and I'm sure between us we can figure out how to get the little bugger out. So. Wait," she said, and her face pinched as she let go Denen's shoulder and Khiara's hand in the same moment to ball her hands into fists and press them to her hips as if to keep herself from punching something. "Oh, sweet petching gods of my fathers," she hissed, doubling over a little before she began pacing back and forth in front of them. "Shyke, that's... oh, hell," she groaned, teeth clenching as she tried to walk off another contraction. "Petchpetchpetch. Where do you want me, Denen? Better tell me while I can still think," she sighed, straightening as it eased up a bit.
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Postby Denen Sunsinger on May 24th, 2011, 4:58 am

Denen was anxious as well, but he did his best to mask it. He knew it wouldn't do for everyone to know that the man about to deliver the baby hadn't ever done it by himself. Of course, he'd helped before. But he was only eighteen, and he didn't exactly have a practice of his own. Not yet, anyway. Maybe someday, if he got more money and didn't starve to death...

The women arrived, and Denen knew, of course, who the mother in question was. An immediate, brilliant smile touched his features, and he approached her, blushing at her words. Naturally, he had to watch her mouth to know what was being said. He knew he was young, and he hoped that didn't bother her. Still, her features said nothing of her being worried that he'd mess everything up, and as such, he wasn't ruffled by her observation. His blush deepened as she drew him closer to kiss his cheeks. His hands raised then, so that he could continue smiling as he spoke to her. He hoped that--should she not know how to sign--Vanator could translate for them. "My father's first wife has a tent near here. We can go there. It will be quiet and isolated, and you won't have to worry about anyone coming in and fussing over you." Having said this, he took her hand, patting it gently, comfortingly. "E-Everything's go-going to be all right," he said aloud, his soft voice comforting. "D-Don't w-worry one...one little b-b-b-bit." He had been taught well, after all. Jada had been one of the best midwifes in the Clan before she died. Still holding her hand, and speaking gently and quietly to her, he guided her the short distance to Pebble's tent. She was the only member of his family he had seen recently, and that only because she had deliberately sought him out. "She needs me to deliver," he signed to her. Pebble nodded with a kind smile, and directed them to a sectioned off area of her tent.

He smiled reassuringly to Kashik, though he was quite nervous himself. He needed to establish a place for her to give birth; he had to lay down towels and make certain that she would be comfortable through the process. He lifted his eyes to Vanator. Daddy needed a task. "Could you get me boiled water?" He signed. "Pebble will know where to go." He winked to Kashik then, and grinned. "B-B-Best...Best to keep him busy until...w-we know exactly...where...where you are."
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Postby Vanator on May 27th, 2011, 12:49 pm

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When Kashik and Khiara appeared around the corner of a tent, Vanator hurried closer, Denen in tow. He went to her side, opposite of Khiara, and supported her arm with his own. Van tried to paint a light smile on his face, seeing how Kash tried to comfort him, though he could see the contractions were strong and painful.

They all paused as Kashik endured an especially strong contraction. Though he had no idea what one felt like, Van was moved by how the birthing pains wracked his wife's body. She had seen her share of injuries and wounds, but he had never seen her in pain like this.
His arm went around her waist and he took more of Kahsik's weight upon himself as he and his vanthan wife helped guide her to the tent Denen had entered ahead of them. They moved to a more private area of the pavilion, and Vanator helped Kash get situated.

Denen gave his instructions to the nervous father. Vanator had been around for a while, longer than a majority of drykas men, and he knew when an expectant father was being handled. But, in all honesty, he wanted something to do, to keep himself from fretting over his bride's birth pangs. He nodded at Denen and gave Khiara a glance that charged her with the care of Kashik while he fetched the water. Vanator leaned down to press a kiss to Kashik's ashen cheek and gave her a warm smile that reassured her that her doting husband was not going to lose it. He pressed a kiss to Khi as well then went in search of Pebbles.

Finding the woman just outside the partition, surely waiting to see if her aid was required, Vanator asked her where he could prepare the boiling water. She gave him a knowing smile and beckoned him to follow. The woman scooped up a pot from a makeshift wooden shelf and headed outside. Holding the pot out to the visitor, she indicated where the water barrel was, and which fire to set the water upon to heat up.

With a 'thank you' and a grateful smile, Vanator dipped the pot into the barrel and carried the sloshing pot to a nearby fire, where he hung it from an iron hook placed over the flames. Then he waited. A watched pot never boils. With a huff, arms crossed, he began to pace, trying hard not to watch the container of water. Van prayed for Kashik, anxious to return to her side.
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