Gypsy Camp II

[intriguess]

Mysteria

I couldn't say no, I just nodded, snagging a bowl of stew and some bread as we headed to a quiet corner of the camp. "You wished to speak with me?" I softly say starting things out slowly.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas:

"Yes Ria..." Thomas said as he sat in front of her. "I... I love you." His eyes locked with hers as he said the words, then darted away. Up until this moment he had just let his emotions carry his words. Now the shock of those very words took hold on not only Ria but him as well. They were spoken true but still, he had finally brought himself to say them to her. What else could he say? If he didn't find any more to say he knew he would look quite like a fool. "I've stayed with the camp because of you... Because of the child... Terra told me... If you would... I would be a father to the child." His eyes were lowered until now, finally fixing back onto hers. They were soft and hinted toward the glossiness of tears. "If nothing more..."

 

[Isolde]

Karla

OOC: Description: Long brown hair, brown eyes, 18 years old, slim and pretty. Comes from middle class family, very pretty but has abusive father who takes his drunken rages out on her. At this point she has had enough and has run away after the last beating.

IC: I stumbled along, my breath coming in short gasps from the exertion I had undergone. I did not think he had followed me-he would be expecting me to come crawling back just like all the other times. Well, he could just keep waiting. This was the very last time he would hit me.

I sobbed as I leaned against a tree, trying to catch my breath. My chest hurt and, now that I had stopped running, I was getting cold. I had put several miles between myself and my 'home' since I had been traveling since very early morning when my father had come home in another of his drunken rages.

I had been sleeping when he came home and he had pulled me out of bed. He was angry at me for something but it was not clear as he tended to mumble when drunk. It didnt matter though whether it was the house cleaning not being done to his satisfaction or his dinner not being properly fixed. The results were always the same-I ended up with bruises and welts and he passed out on the way to his bedroom.

He had begun to drink heavily after my mother and brother had been killed in a carriage accident and soon there was not enough of my father left to recognize-he had become a completly different person and I hated and feared him.

This time he had been too drunk to stay on his feet long enough to do too much damage but I knew that I had a bruise forming on my cheek just below my left eye and the welts from his riding crop were still stingin my back and legs.

I moved on, the cold biting into my flesh as the light dress I was wearing was little protection. I had left so abuptly that I had forgotten to take a coat. Suddenly I stopped. I could hear voices ahead-many voices. My hand went to my cheek and I stopped. I couldnt let anyone see me like this.

I had thought this place deserted and that is why I chose this path. I would have to find another way to proceed without disturbing the owners of the voices. I leaned against the tree as I tried to think. I couldnt go back and I couldnt go forward and I was too tired to think past that so I stood there frozen in indecision.

 

[intriguess]

Mysteria

"terra had no right to tell you." the news that he has known all along and never said anything, the news takes me by surprise along with his declaration of love, the baby kicks, and I touch my protruding tummy and try to smile as child shifts around. "I don't know what I want right now, all that matters is what's best for this child."

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas:

"Yes, the child is the most important thing." Thomas agreed. He smiled just as she did. "Did... Did it kick?" He asked causiously. His smile growing wider at the thought. He had let his hair grow long in the last few months and his facial hair, so now he looked much more like a grown man than when he had first joined the camp. Still his smile and his soft blue eyes showed his innocence.

 

[intriguess]

Mysteria

"yes, he or she is quite active," I sit down gently trying to get comfortable. "If it's a boy I entend to name him Roberto." there is a long pause, "Martine will be a good father you know." Another pause, "I haven't made any promises and I appreciate you staying around. I'd like you to see this child born. If you want to that is."

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas:

"Of course I want to see the child!" Thomas said, trying his best to keep his tone level and calmed. The mear mention of Martain was a thorn in his heart. The man was where Thomas SHOULD be. He lowered his eyes to her stomach and the sting was gone. He even began to smile again. "Could I feel the baby kick?" He asked hesitently, but with a genuine want to do so.

 

[intriguess]

Mysteria

OOC as tighe seems to be not posting for a while I'm going to sort of write him out...sorry


IC

"Of course," I take his warm hand and place it over my belly button and just as he touches I feel kicking it two seperate places. First I'm alarmed thinking my child has three legs or some other mutation. My eyes closed a vision of meadowland spreads before me. Two small children obviously the same age and related, run towards me with flowers saying, 'Aren't they pretty Mommy?', my eyes flash open and before I can think twice I whisper, "Twins, I'm going to have twins." There was boy and girl, and one looked more like Martine than Thomas. I shivered slightly, obviously once I was pregnant with Thomas's child there was nothing to stop me from getting pregnant again. Twins ran in my mother's family, she had identical twin aunts. And her grandmother had twin sisters, and several of my distant cousins had twins as well.

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas:

Smiling widly, his eyes squinting a little as he does so, Thomas looks up into Ria's eyes. He was about to say that he had felt two kicks when she said she carried twins. He saw the look in her eyes. She had had a vision. "What did you see Ria?" He asked softly as he moved a little closer to her.

 

[intriguess]

Mysteria

"Twins," my hand lays over his. "I saw both of them and you." I look up into his eyes. I no longer needed Terra to tell me my future lie with this man. I had to tell Martine as soon as possible. "we'd better get back to camp before someone misses us. Besides I'm hungry, after all I'm eating for three." I manage to stand and we walk back his hand resting gently on my back. I smile and nab some food, when a hunter tells me Martine hasn't come back from hunting yet. My hand goes to my abdomen and at first I worry. Then I realize there is nothing I can do about it and if he returns I'll talk to him then.


OOC

sorry for delay in posting had a energetic weekend and today everything clicked. I'm employed....YIPPPEEEEEEEE

 

[Trader]

mind if i jump in?

Trader walked into the camp, a grizzled man with the shadow of death slightly obccuring him...his cloak pulled over his brow, eyes hidden from the outside world...with him walked a lone siver wolf, its lips almost always curled into a snarl...
"anyone mind if me and the wolf rest here for a bit? had an accident a bit north of here...not sure if im up to pressing on" his voice eminating form beneath the hood

 

[Ravenloft]

Thomas:

It felt nearly like a dream, he and Ria had been silent to one another for the last few months but one simple moment stolen alone together had proved to have this profound of an effect... He nearly could not accept it. He followed after her, watching her form from behind and found it to be most appealing but how could he tell her that? He had always found her to be so and deep inside he knew he always would. He had wanted to simply take her into his arms as they sat across from one another but she had made her to return to camp before he had built the nerve to aproach her on such a manner. In his mind, she and Martaine were all but wedded. Her body was another mans to hold, not his, though he wished it were. Not for his own sake but for THEIRS! As he walked behind her the thoughts only began to grow and if he let them continue much longer he would have to hide his arousal. Despite this he still thought of running his hands over her bare flesh, every inch of it.

 

[Morgoth]

Fant turned around. "You look like a warrior", he observed.

 

[intriguess]

OOC can everyone who's involved in this thread please post in next couple days so I know who's with us and who's not?

IC, I snagged some bread and tried to sort things out sensing Thomas lurking behind me. I knew something was wrong with Martine. He should have returned by now, I wished to tell him about the twins. But there were more pressing matters to deal with.

 

[Trader]

"i was..." came a gruff reply, as he pulled his hood back, revealing a grizzled man, his face wrapped in scars, his eyes in steel. "I hunted for the gods...cleaned up their mistakes here in the world...demons, vampires, that sort of thing." he looked around quickly, and pulled a wineskin out of his mismatched jacket, sewn together out of what seemed to be an assortment of different animals. "For doing this, i had been promised anything i could want..." he took a long drink, and his voice trailed off. "Forgive me, i must rest now...we can speak again of this later." With that, he pulled his cloak up again, and began to drift off, the wolf staying near, snarling at anyone who dared venture too close...

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Natasha

OOC: I'm here! So did the other thread disappear or what? And what did I miss out on while I was gone? And I'll admit it, I can't remember much about my Character, so I'm going to re-post a description, just for the hell of it. (ok, it's so I can look back and remember specifics )
short firey red hair, sharp green eyes, 5'9" well built, graceful, master swordsman.

 

[tighe]

martine

ooc: Sorry so long. RL has taken a strange new twist, leaving little time for other things.

ic:
Finally, I could see camp. It had been a long day as I limped back towards home. The horse I had been riding while hunting had lost his footing on a hill and we had fallen together down the long embankment. The steed had fallen on me, trapping me under his dead body. It had taken all day to work myself free and I knew my left leg to be badly wrenched, if not broken. Already, from limping along, my ankle resembled a melon. I did have my daggers and was using a large limb as a walking stick. The relief of seeing camp caused me to shake. Fearing I would collapse before reaching anyone, I began to hurry, stumbling towards safety, safety and Mysteria.

 

[cheekyminx]

Mink

OOC Hi mind if I join in. It sounds like fun.
Mink is 18 years old. She has chestnut hair down past her shoulders. She is 5'6, big dark brown eyes. She is a runaway from her rich dominant father.

IC: Her tummy rumbled loudly again. It ached...actually she ached all over. Mink knew she had to stop soon and rest, but the shoutings of her father were still in her mind. "YOU WILL MARRY EDMOND JACKSON. He is rich and YOU WILL MARRY HIM" Tears welled up in her eyes, then spilt down her face. She bagan to run again. Crying, running, falling over..and crying some more.
Soon she heard voices, and in the distance she saw a camp. Hungry and tired she walked slowly, carefully towards the camp. The smells of food over weighed the sence of apprehension.
Gypsies!!
I smiled. I can remember my Grandmother talking about Gypsies.
Feeling a little more confident I walked into the camp to find someone who would help me.

 

[intriguess]

Mysteria

Tears rolled down my face as I saw Martine limping towards camp, I ran more like wobbled towards him. Arms stretched wide unaware of the eyes following me.

(going to keep is short not sure where to go with Martine's return. Though I'm thrilled you aren't dead or maimed...*giggle*)

 

[Guest]

Terra

OOC: I'm back as well.

IC: I had been pre-occupied with Hoytus' daughter, who had left the fold many years ago and had married into a family many miles away. We had just gotten word of her pregnancy, and Hoytus was leaving to be present for the birth. Her mother had died in childbirth with her, and her father was the only family she had.

Now that he had departed, I was free to turn my attentions to Mysteria. I heard her unspoken questions, and was now prepared to provide council for her.


[Edited by MoonWolf on 01-20-2001 at 09:31 AM]

 

[Morgoth]

Gant saw the girl walk into the camp. He rushed forward to her. "Are you all right, Miss..." he asked, waiting for her name. She knew he was not a gypsie, because of his white skkin and the large weapon hanging at his side.

 

[tighe]

martine

OOC: Gee thanks. LOL Only a little maimed, but not seriously dead!

IC: Through vision blurred from pain, I saw Mysteria rushing my way. Her arms reaching out to support me as I fell. Suddenly, there were more around us, carrying me to safety. When I awoke again, I was in the vardo with Mysteria and another woman hovering nearby. Was it Terra? I could hear someone say it was not broken. Now I hurt all over, being sore from the fall. I hated most that the horse had been lost. As things began to cme into focus, Mysteria was there, holding my hand and kissing my brow.

OOC: I won't give up on us too easily! *S*

 

[cheekyminx]

Mink

OOC I hope you were referring to me then Morgoth..if not..ooops sorry.

IC: I saw a man head towards me. He had a weapon by his side. I panicked a little. My heart jumped up into my mouth.

I stammered..."mmmmyy nnname is Mink" I managed to say. I relaxed and took a breath. All at once my story came out "my dad wanted me to marry him and I wouldnt. I dont care if he is rich. He is mean and old. I wont marry him I wont marry him"

Tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed and fell to the ground. I realised that I had cuts on my legs from where I had fallen over...and I was sooo tired.

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Natasha

I was sitting in the door to my vardo when suddenly the whole camp seemed to be in a commotion. My hand went to my sword as I survayed the scene. There appeared to be a few new comers, and was that Martine that just stumbled into camp? I stood, approaching the group of strangers carefully. They all seemed friendly enough, but I stood at the ready incase any problems should arise.

 

[Morgoth]

"Oh, poor girl. Oh, my god, where are all those cuts from. Tell, me who is your father, anyway?" Gant asked, clutching Mink. "I am a knight. A famous but extremely poor knight. And I would like to right this situation as soon as possible", he continued. "My name is Gant of Norfolk. I was born a duke but was disinherited after I killed an outlaw", he added his introductions.