ANNOUNCEMENT

[nimlothdoriath]

This will actually only matter to Dior and the Witch-king.

Oh, and my mother in law who will yell at me.

Acquire maternity clothes for me now, one of you.

And please let the gestation period for elf and wraith be significantly shorter then the normal elf one. *rolls eyes*

Need to go tell Daddy and dump all my alcohol down the drain.

Comments

[dioreluchil]

I found some of your old things from before Elwing was born, in a box in the basement. I'll go out and buy you something new tomorrow.

...are you going to puke up eggs?

[nimlothdoriath]

I hope not. I'm so sorry, honey.

[dioreluchil]

It's, um, okay. There's nothing I can do now but take care of you, and stuff, until mister WitchKing comes and takes your baby away or whatever.

[nimlothdoriath]

Don't know if I want him to take it away.

...would you be hurt if I kept it?

You're a sweetie, Dior. I'm going to deserve every profanity your mother screams at me.

[duskdancer]

*sigh*

......... Well dear, if Dior isn't mad at you anymore, then I really can't say anything. I want for my son to be happy, and if he's willing to take you back, then that's fine with me.

[a_ringwraith]

((::Belated. Blame school.::))

::Stare. Blink. Manages not to faint.:: Wow. Hey, cool! ::Passes around only slightly-poisonous cigars.::