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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2013 12:32:19 GMT -8
cuddling her in my arms i sang a song to her as visions passed in front of my eyes, but this time... i knew the cause of it was my Darksight. i could see events heading down the path... though, for the moment, i chose not to watch Mist in pain of childbirth alone, not to watch a mando presenting condolences on a jedi's passing... i didn't even see who's face was beneath the helm. I was calm... and resolved to stay in the moment
with the woman who chose me over everyone else
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Post by Mistia Atsumi on Oct 26, 2013 12:49:02 GMT -8
Mistia stayed in his arms, feeling calm and happy, her fear of his leaving dims to the background as the happiness of her being his wife-to-be warmed her heart. She smiled and looked up at him, bringing her lips to his and kissing him slow and gentle, bringing her arms up over his shoulders and around his neck
I want to marry you as soon as possible, Monte... I want to spend as much time as your wife with you before you have to leave
She smiled and kissed him again, her blush coming back again as she said the word "wife"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2013 13:00:46 GMT -8
suddenly i let out a yawn. for some reason i was tired.
"We will get working shortly... for now i feel a little tired"
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Post by Mistia Atsumi on Oct 26, 2013 13:21:19 GMT -8
Mistia nodded and smiled
Alright Monte... Sleep now... future later
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Post by Mistia Atsumi on Nov 20, 2013 18:45:34 GMT -8
The sun's warm light bathed the rooftop as Mistia stepped outside. She began to tend to the flowers, humming a soft song to herself and the rosebush she was currently fertilizing. It had been six months since she had last seen Monte, and eventhough she had sent one-way transmissions to Gordon for Monte, she hadn't recieve any confirmation on how he was... not one hint of a message that he was even still alive. Mistia pondered a large rose bloom with her fingertips, her mind systems away, along with the heart that left with her husband.
With Monte having been gone, she had minded the shop along with his workshop, and kept his apartment clean, wanting him to come home to a warm, clean home. Altough it was getting harder for her to get around now...
Mistia pushed up off her knees and struggled to her feet over a swollen belly, trying to keep her balance as she straightened up. She gave a satisfied sigh, and rested on hand on her belly, the other on her back as she looked at the flowers and how they were flourishing under her gentle care. Her mind wandered to the child or children inside her, and the fears that plagued her dreams began to surface. What if Monte were to never return? How would she raise these children? She didn't know anything about raising a child...
Turning, she put her gloves in the storage shed and then sat down in one of the lawn chairs to relax. After a few moments she pulled out her communicator and pressed a few buttons.
Monte.... I don't know if you'll get this, but I'm six months along now... i'm sending the ultrasound files to you... so you can see them... I love you, Monte. Please-....
Her eyes began to water as her hormones went crazy, and her voice broke. Taking a moment to gather herself she finally managed to find her words
Just.... be safe... Come back to me
She sent the files and put the communicator down and laid back in the chair, closing her eyes and taking in the sun's warmth, hoping that he got it.
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