baby time for babies

[tsunmedic]

a post for an au in which utajin has a cute kid. with who? mystery. heres your scenarios:




A. Do White Mages have maternity leave?? They do now. It's a bit late along but Utajin's making her preparations for... wherever she's going to have this kid. It sure ain't at home, not with most of the company living in this house. Or maybe she's uh, nesting-- and has rearranged some furniture in or around her room for the seventeenth time.

B. Maybe you've come to visit Utajin wherever she'd gone, whether that's the Steppe(Khona absolutely would have been guilted here. so.) or some other house away from the most of the group of EGG. In any case... well, you know. Come say hi to the tiny hornless one. So far their tiny, soft scales all seem to be a mix of black and white... cute.


C. Oh shit, the kid is here!! (just assume a gender i dont care its pretendy funtimes.) Anyway, they're old enough to start getting into things, but luckily there's like 8 pairs of eyes in this house at any given time so SURELY someone is... preventing them from climbing on things... right?? Where the HELL is your mom, kid.

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[nhaamahewhispers]

[ Mogs follows her directions silently, though as he steps past Uta, his long tail gently brushes along her arm; an apology for his sudden appearance.

Mogs sets the table down in the dictated location, meeting her eyes as she speaks her promise. He doesn't doubt Uta in the slightest. But, he wants to help anyway!

So, he signs in careful gestures, using both hands:]

His hands form a circle around Uta [You are]

Fingers curl against his palms. [Very strong]

He holds the gesture for emphasis. Then, he brings one palm to his chest. The other extends to Uta [And I still want to help]

[tsunmedic]

[ she lets her fingers drag along his tail, with a hum, somewhat eased by the touch. But she watches him sign, quiet for a moment while she decides on how to parse it, and figures it's fairly straightforward... Qestiri generally don't try to explain anything horribly complicated to speakers, anyway. ]

Mm, I know. But it isn't necessary...

[ she hums, crossing her arms with a frown. ]

I must admit it's frustrating not being able to move about how I wish.

[nhaamahewhispers]

[ Mogs pads back across the room to stand before her, claws clicking quietly on the floor. He'd watched his own mother bare each and every one of his younger siblings, experiencing the same frustration Uta speaks of. But even so Mogs can't imagine what it's like carrying a child in such a way. Absolutely nothing he can do will come close as a comparison.

He chuffs softly, giving her hand a light squeeze. Then he places a hand on his own stomach, tilting his head to her.]

... [Healthy?]

[tsunmedic]

[ She mimics him for a moment, placing a hand over her belly, and pauses-- mm.

Well, she can kind of assume what he's going for. ]

It's going as well as it can, I think. I don't sense anything wrong, in any case, and I'm certain if Khona did she would have been breathing down my neck about it.

[nhaamahewhispers]

[ Mogs thinks about that image for a moment and. Yeah, he could see that happening. Khona's face seems perpetually severe while her words and tone are vehement but. Based on her actions, she cares very much in Mogs opinion. And that's whats important.

He's happy to hear the baby seems well, so he nods approvingly. Then his eyes scan the room again, looking back to Uta.]

..? [Anything else?]

[tsunmedic]

[ She considers for a moment-- then sighs, seeming to terms with the fact that she may not ever be fully satisfied with the room layout in the end, anyway.

Gingerly, she goes to sit at the edge of her bed. ]

... that's all. Thank you, dear.

[nhaamahewhispers]

[ He tilts his head at that and after a beat, makes his way to her. He has a tendency to hover he knows, but. He doesn't want to leave Uta's company just yet... is that weird? He hopes not... ]

[ Mogs gestures carefully, silently asking if he can join her.]

[tsunmedic]

[ She nods, and shifts over a bit. ]

Come sit, darling.