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10.Apr.13, 12:12 AM
Two days ago, B'run and R'ana had been lashed for standing up to S'kef regarding female riders losing their honorifics. Two days ago R'ana - B'run couldn't think of her as Ravana and refused to even consider it - had fallen asleep in B'run's small hut. Two days ago Jisralna and her baby had joined them, fluttering around like a nervous fire lizard and taking care of them both as best she could. Two days ago, B'run had started chain smoking and he'd been scolded by both women, all seven fire lizards and Berani in the time between then and now.
He wasn't sure how long he could keep this up.
Two women, seven fire lizards, a baby and occasionally toddler all crammed into his tiny hut already had them mentioning that it needed to be made larger and while B'run was greatly enjoying having so many he loved around going from having his own personal quiet space to having everyone in one spot was making him nervous and he'd spent more time outside with Olemuth smoking than inside where Jissy could hover and worry over him.
He'd told her off once already, telling her to focus on her baby and "Damnit, woman, I'm fine! Been lashed b'fore!" But then she'd yelled back and he'd let her, grumbling while she slathered numbweed on his back. He'd repaid her with a chaste kiss to the cheek and gave a chuckle when she blushed. She'd bandaged him anyway and done the same for R'ana.
That felt like days ago when, in reality, it was only the previous day.
Now, B'run sat on the covered porch, watching Olemuth and Shanith curled up together, enjoying the mid-afternoon sun. Leralna was settled on his lap and he was bouncing his knee, keeping her quiet and listening to her contented babbles. He wasn't sure what to make of babies just yet. The only one he knew was his was Berani and he hadn't seen her as a baby, though he was as involved as he could be in her life now. He'd decided he'd like Jisralna's well enough and was fairly certain seeing him with the baby amused R'ana because he kept catching her watching him whenever he held her.
He shifted his weight, thankful that he'd thought to swap out his usual chair for a stool and wanting a smoke. But smoking around the baby only made Jisralna scream at him, which startled the baby, which upset Shanith, which upset R'ana and Olemuth and left him with a headache. So he was resisting, though he knew it was long overdue for his bandages to be changed. R'ana and Jisralna had apparently been appalled at the state of his hut and hand't stopped cleaning all day. Currently they were rearranging things to fit enough beds for everyone. It wasn't an easy task but the women were managing well enough without his assistance. He'd found himself too stiff and his back aching too badly to be of much assistance and when he tried both women had calmly told him to go sit down.
So, here he was. On the porch. With a baby. His fair had arranged themselves on the roof to sun themselves while B'run cried out every time one of the landed on his shoulders or touched his torn back. He was thankful that they didn't try to land on him though he could feel their concern. It was definitely going to be an interesting time while he healed...
He wasn't sure how long he could keep this up.
Two women, seven fire lizards, a baby and occasionally toddler all crammed into his tiny hut already had them mentioning that it needed to be made larger and while B'run was greatly enjoying having so many he loved around going from having his own personal quiet space to having everyone in one spot was making him nervous and he'd spent more time outside with Olemuth smoking than inside where Jissy could hover and worry over him.
He'd told her off once already, telling her to focus on her baby and "Damnit, woman, I'm fine! Been lashed b'fore!" But then she'd yelled back and he'd let her, grumbling while she slathered numbweed on his back. He'd repaid her with a chaste kiss to the cheek and gave a chuckle when she blushed. She'd bandaged him anyway and done the same for R'ana.
That felt like days ago when, in reality, it was only the previous day.
Now, B'run sat on the covered porch, watching Olemuth and Shanith curled up together, enjoying the mid-afternoon sun. Leralna was settled on his lap and he was bouncing his knee, keeping her quiet and listening to her contented babbles. He wasn't sure what to make of babies just yet. The only one he knew was his was Berani and he hadn't seen her as a baby, though he was as involved as he could be in her life now. He'd decided he'd like Jisralna's well enough and was fairly certain seeing him with the baby amused R'ana because he kept catching her watching him whenever he held her.
He shifted his weight, thankful that he'd thought to swap out his usual chair for a stool and wanting a smoke. But smoking around the baby only made Jisralna scream at him, which startled the baby, which upset Shanith, which upset R'ana and Olemuth and left him with a headache. So he was resisting, though he knew it was long overdue for his bandages to be changed. R'ana and Jisralna had apparently been appalled at the state of his hut and hand't stopped cleaning all day. Currently they were rearranging things to fit enough beds for everyone. It wasn't an easy task but the women were managing well enough without his assistance. He'd found himself too stiff and his back aching too badly to be of much assistance and when he tried both women had calmly told him to go sit down.
So, here he was. On the porch. With a baby. His fair had arranged themselves on the roof to sun themselves while B'run cried out every time one of the landed on his shoulders or touched his torn back. He was thankful that they didn't try to land on him though he could feel their concern. It was definitely going to be an interesting time while he healed...
