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--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

This RP takes place on Sunday 2nd March 2014.

Enver: "No. Hell no." He shook his head. "Not until you calm down and think about things. Logically. I'm tired of this already. Everything I do as of late sets you off and I'm fed up with it." He snarled. "Nothing is the right choice or answer. Nothing I do is good enough. If I act a little different or forget something, I suddenly don't love you and you want to kill yourself. It's insane!"

Keara: “Get off of me!” the fear in her voice was quite evident. “Get off! Get off! Get off! Forgive you I never shall if get off of me you do not!” She struggles beneath him, feeling weaker than normal as she tries to get her husband off of her so that she can escape the accursed object that was threatening to devour her whole. “Please!” she began to whimper, water welling up in her eyes.

Enver: He was so angry at everything the past day that he hadn't even thought when he threw her to the couch to get her to stop beating on his chest and saying the stupid garbage she was sputtering. Until it looked like she was about to cry. Then it slowly registered in his mind. He nodded his head, cleared his throat, then stood, letting go of her. "There. You're free." He looked away. "Sorry." He sighed, realizing how screwed up this turned out.

Keara: She rolled off the sofa the moment he moved and crawled as fast as she could to the opposite side of the room, huddling against the wall by the door. She was in the foetal position for the second time in two days, the left side of her body pressed to the wall, her right hand bent at the elbow to shield her face from him as she rocked slowly where she sat. She was mumbling the same phrase repeating over and over; “Safe I am.”

Enver: "Yeah, you're safe. Always were safe." He grumbled, ran a hand through his hair, then shook his head. Part of him wanted to go by her, the other wanted to get the hell out of here. She wanted him to say what she wanted to hear and wanted him to do and it just wasn't going to work out that way. He already budged with Peter and revoked his suggestion to add him to his family forum, because she was his wife and she was his sire, but Falcon had no sire and the one that did sire her was a piece of ****. So no, he wasn't going to budge on the matter.

Keara: She didn’t hear him when he spoke as she was so focused on her own words. The creature tried to eat her and that was all she could think of. He’d done it on purpose; a thought that would come later when she’d calmed down a little but for now she continued to rock herself nervously and mumble her mantra. It was an odd thing to be afraid of, especially considering she didn’t fear any of the creatures in the city that she’d encountered, but it was what it was.

Enver: "You're fine. Look around. And then look at yourself. Nothing happened." Enver said, glaring at her as she didn't say anything to him. "It's just a couch. Everyone sits on one and survives it." He sighed and shook his head. They obviously weren't going to talk about anything else tonight. At least not anything important now.

Keara: She heard the odd word here and there as he spoke. His tone mocking her, even if he didn’t mean it too. It was a stupid fear but to her it was very real and she thought he knew her well enough to do something like that to her. “Leave…leave you should…” She was shaking her head as she wrestled to get control of her senses, her body coming off the wall so she could hold her head with both hands. “Hate me…Hate me you do.”

Enver: And there it was again. Some version of him not loving her again. If you thoughts someone hated you, obviously you don't think they love you. Enver shook his head. "Yeah. You're right. I hate you. I hate you so god damn much that I spent most my night making traps for you and for the family." Enver cleared his throat and then nodded his head. "But yeah. Fine. I'll leave since that's what you want." Enver frowned, sighed again and left.

Keara: She wasn’t thinking clearly, not that it likely would have changed what she said, as she knew of no other reason as to why her husband would be so cruel as to pin her down on an instrument of torture. When he made to leave, she didn’t move to stop him, she was still curled in a ball and trying to calm herself. What she did do however was connect to his mind the moment the door closed behind him, though obviously she had no intention of doing so and was unaware that she had left the connection open either. ‘Hates me. Hates me he does. Vile I am. He is. Vile he is too for that to me to do. Knows he does…Knows he does…On purpose did that to me he did. Hates me. No other explanation is there. Hate him too…I do. I do…I do…I…don’t.’ She was crying now and as the sobbing began, her thoughts ceased.

Enver: He hadn't gotten very far. In fact he didn't know where he was going or what he'd do now. No way in hell was he spending hours making some stupid traps, most of them would be shitty quality anyway because he was so god damn furious about everything. Enver spun on his heels when he heard her in his mind and headed back in to the crypt. "Yeah, I threw you away from me on purpose. I'm not your god damn punching bag, Keara." He glared at her. "The **** you've been doing and saying lately? A person can only take so much craziness, you know? No, you don't because you're the one working yourself up for nothing." He sighed. "I wasn't thinking when I threw you on the couch. Welcome to my god damn world the last week or so!"

Keara: Her position hadn’t changed any in the brief moment he was gone and neither did her form of communication as she disappeared into the shadows so he couldn’t see her. ‘Crazy. That word again. Calls me that a lot he does. Crazy. Saner now than before. Before crazy I was. Not so much. Not now. Backwards I cannot go…No. No. No. No. No. Back I cannot go. Stupid asylum. Glad for renovations. Home I want. Home I want. Home I want.’ She was rocking herself more, though he couldn’t see it, lost in a spiral of emotions that were all consuming.

Enver: "Great. Back in the shadows you go. Real nice knowing I can see my wife when I’m trying to talk to her. And I'm not saying you're crazy, but you're definitely not acting like yourself, that's for damn sure. And I'm trying to blame it on the baby or whatever the hell you want to call it, but you've always been the logical of the two of us and there's been not an ounce of logic in anything you've said or done lately." He sighed and plopped down on the couch.

Keara: ‘Logic…Crazy…Crazy logic. Yes. That have I. Crazy…Like the shadows,’ she began scratching at the wall, the noise echoing a little in the sparsely decorated room. ‘Baby…No. No baby. Creature. Parasite.’ Her nails moved from the wall to her own stomach where she began clawing at herself; the act of self-mutilation triggering her to re-emerge from the shadows whether she willed it or not. ‘Out. Get it out. Want to die I do not. No…Live. Live and crazy be. Be crazy but live. Please Nox,’ she whimpered as she rolled onto her back and began shredding her abdomen more fiercely with fingers that now resembled claws.

Enver: "You're not ******* crazy! The woman I married isn't crazy! Aren't you listening to a god damn thing I'm saying?" He growled as Enver jerked his head over in the direction of the scratching and over to her, realizing she was out of shadows now. "Stop that, god damn it. It's not going to do anything, yeah?" He got up from the couch and knelt down in front of her. "Said so yourself. So stop it already." He grabbed one of her hands and knocked it away from her stomach area

Keara: She scratched at him as he tried to get her to stop hurting herself. Had she have had the mind to think it, she may have asked what she was supposed to do as she wasn’t allowed to take things out on him or herself, which really didn’t leave her an outlet to express the emotions she felt and couldn’t control. She laughed, breaking off her telepathic ability as she did so. “Married me you do. Crazy I am. Call me such you do and…”she looked to him for a moment and then back to her stomach. “Gone. Want it gone I do. Away. Leave. Moves it does. Feel it do. Wants it does for me to kill. Bad creature.”

Enver: "Yeah, I married you and you married me. And I'm doing the best I can with a situation neither one of us know anything about." He frowned and looked down at her stomach. "That's what they do, I've been told. It's normal, even though it's not normal." A hand went to his face as he pulled on it, not sure what he was saying or trying to get at. "We can try and take it out again, but don't think anything’s going to change. Unless you've thought of something I don't know about?" He sighed. "Think you can kill it while it's in there? Or someone else can? You know, if someone stabs or shoots it? Internally?"

Keara: All she could do was shake her head, even as her hands dug deeper into her stomach with the intention of removing the squirming being from body. She didn’t like having the entity inside of her and she doubted what it was doing was normal, what with not being an expert on pregnancy or reproduction; it wasn’t exactly a subject she’d paid much attention too over the years what with being the way she was. “Just want it gone I do. Know I do that nothing help shall…but…Why does it move so?”

Enver: "******* stop it." He grabbed at her other hand. "It's not going to do anything. You already tried." He cleared his throat, yanked the hand in his direction and shrugged. "Because it's growing I guess? Getting bigger in there. I mean, we move in our environment." He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "I'm really no fadebeast or baby expert."

Keara: She stopped clawing at her stomach, the claws retracting so that her hands true form could once again be seen. “Me either,” she admitted as she subconsciously healed the area she’d been digging into before laying her head on Enver’s lap. “Know I do not why bother with me you do. Deserve you I do not,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms rather awkwardly around his waist, without moving.

Enver: He sighed. "Think we deserve each other, truth be told. And things will be back to normal once, you know." He cleared his throat. "Just know I love you and only you. I'm bound to you and only you, I come home to you every night I can and am with you almost all the damn time. Just not sure why you get all these thoughts in your head. How I'd even have the time or energy to think about any other woman, beautiful."

Keara: “Time you’d find if wanted too you did. And well…blame you I could not. Control myself…my thoughts…at times I cannot.” Her hands gripped the back of his shirt as she lifted her head from off his lap. “Think you do truly that deserve each other we do?” she asked as she made the single biggest mistake she could ever make around her husband by looking into his eyes.

Enver: "I don't want to find time." His brows furrowed together as he listened to her, then softened as he listened to her question. "Yeah, I do." He laughed. Part of him might have been somewhat sarcastic when he said that, as in the sense they both pushed the other in ways that probably tested the others control and sanity, but he meant it, sarcasm aside. A hand came to her face, a thumb to her lips as he traced them with it. "Not really sure what my life would be like without you, but not eager to try and find out either.

Keara: She caught his thumb between her teeth, momentarily biting him in a rather cute and playful fashion, something she’d never done before. “Want I do not want from you to be parted. Even when hiding from you I am…Missed you I did…Today…While here…Hacking all day boring is.” She was kind of missing hunting in the catacombs and was going a little crazier being cooped up indoors. Enver usually had them moving from place to place, mixing things up and so she wasn’t used to hiding away as much as she was now.

Enver: He chuckled when she snagged his thumb in the fashion she did, then leaned in and took a kiss from her when she was done talking. "We'll figure out some things to for us to do while we're in here. Like your rituals and I can craft. Can watch some movies, bring the gaming systems over. We'll make it work." He nodded. "Whatever you want, we'll get it sorted." He grinned over at her. "Wish you wouldn't do that hiding thing. You know I can't find you. Don't like it much."

Keara: “Plan I do for to move from apartment to apartment for next few weeks. Though…guess spoken on that we have not. Want I do not too long in one location to stay… Bored become I shall. Mind I would not for in our cell to stay but…well…these places home are not. Perhaps better would be for one location to choose…maybe…and what hiding thing do you speak of?” She wasn’t sure if he meant her staying away from him for the half the night, or the fact that she could hide in the shadows when she didn’t want to be seen by him. As she waited for an answer, she turned her back to him, leant back and placed her feet up on the wall, getting herself comfortable on him and the floor.

Enver: "All of it. But running off like that all the time. Especially all things considered." He looked down at her stomach where she ripped in to it. "Shadow thing is sort of annoying, but it'll eventually stop working. But the whole running off things is annoying as all hell." He frowned. "And yeah, we can go wherever you want to. Wouldn't mind checking out some of the new places."

Keara: “Sorry I am for that to do…Just…So angry I was and wanted I did not for you to harm.” She couldn’t look him in the eye as she said that, as she felt ashamed of herself and her behaviour. “Understand I do not why you that female would adopt. Of our blood she is not. So…Special I assume she is.” Her voice betrayed her insecurities as it waivered as she spoke the last sentence.

Enver: He sighed as she circled back to Falcon. "Because I think she's a good person, all things considered. And I think she needs some direction and a place to learn things and find a family. She can't help it her sire's a douche." His eyes narrowed. "Sin isn't River's blood and a few others in there, but I consider Sin more of a sibling than the others she's sired." He shrugged. "Wouldn't say she's special, she's just looking for a place to fit in is all. She's been floating around for a good while without any direction. Not her fault either."

Keara: “But…special she must be for your attention to hold. Like you do not many in my family…Clear that becoming is. And less than patient you seem with Charlotte who new to this life is. Direction from me she requires and…be there for her I cannot.” She looked up at him, tilting her head so she could catch his eye if he looked at her. What she said was true enough and she was trying not to overreact or get defensive and so to her, focusing on him was possibly the best way to distract herself; that and she wanted to see if he was lying to her, not that staring at him from that angle would tell her much of anything.

Enver: "Charlotte's been abusing her powers, much like Sara was." He pointed out. "And I'm not sure what you mean about my attention to hold. Don't pay her as much mind as I do Lorde or Peter. But since she works for me and doesn't have a place to go, seems to make sense I'd look after her. With her being an Allurist and all too. If she's dead, I'd have to hire someone new. Takes time. She's a good worker." Enver shrugged. "I like most of everyone who I've talked to. Jonah, Peter, Reganleif. Don't know anything much about Maddra. And, well, you know how I feel about Charlotte and Sara. Shannon's not half bad." He shrugged. "That's most your family.

Keara: A soft sigh escaped her lips as he said Charlotte abused her powers. She didn’t agree but wasn’t sure she could change his mind to the fact. When he stopped listing her family, she decided to try and persuade him to her way of thinking once more. “Charlotte her powers does not abuse Enver. New she is. Learning. Mistakes she is making. Prefer I do that she her mistakes on her family makes, than on others. And well…your female your employee may be…but…did you with her talk yet…about boundaries? If family she thinks you and you her guess I do that did that you did not…as boundaries with family different are.” She looked to the wall before her, her feet fidgeting slightly on the rough surface as she began picking at her nails.

Enver: "Ahh." Enver rubbed his jaw as he thought about it. "Well, not entirely. I mean, sort of." He cleared his throat. "I'm not even sure why you're still on about that. I didn't do anything back to her and if you'd give me a minute to explain her...ahh, situation, maybe you could be a bit more sympathetic and help me explain some stuff." He pulled at his t-shirt. "You know, things with Lorde aren't hard. She's not overly affectionate and she's strong willed. Falcon...not so much. It's sort of different. Peter's not the same as Charlotte and the same as Sara. Got to approach things differently." He shrugged. "I've not really ran in to her since I've been back from Cali, been sort of dealing with, you know, you." He cleared his throat again. "She's a nice girl, but her, ahh...vampire upbringing was a little...messed up to say the least. Least I think so."

Keara: “Still…like I do not that nuzzled you she did. That kind of affection from a childe wrong is. Know that she should. As if see her I do that doing, unsure I am if able I would be for myself to stop from attacking her…” The image of someone else being that close to him and doing something so intimate made her stomach churn, and she grabbed his arms and pulled them around her, tightly, as if trying to protect herself from them. Then, after a short pause, she circled back to something he’d said a few minutes ago. “And…erm…Enver…why is her sire a shower? Said you did that he a douche is…Sure I am that that word wrongly used has been.” It was typical of Keara to mistake certain things that her husband did or said as she was still learning certain aspects of the modern language. Much like a foreigner, certain colloquial words and phrases were completely lost on her. This confusion however didn’t spring from a total lack of understanding as she could speak French and so recognised the word, only to have mistaken the meaning.

Enver: He nodded his head. "Like I said, when I get more than two seconds to talk with her, I'll speak to her about it. Just think she was happy was all. Being part of something for the first time in a long time. Least I hope so." Truth was, Enver was pretty sure that's all it was, but he didn't have time for someone trying to get between him and his wife and if it had to come down to it, there wouldn't be much of a choice on who he'd pick. "A what?" He frowned not sure how she got that out of him. "Don't think I called him that." He rubbed at his jaw. "You know. A jerk. Asshole. It's what I said, yeah?"

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Keara: “Oh…” she took one of his hands in hers and began tracing patterns in the palm of his hand. “So French it was not…Wondered did. More familiar with the other terms I am. So…assume I do that explain now you shall more of her circumstances. Yes? And why her sire so bad is? Like I would for to understand how think you do.” She glanced up at him again and then went back to tracing patterns and playing with his fingers. “So long as talk to her you, sure I am that things work out shall.”

Enver: He chuckled and shook his head. "Maybe it comes from France. Hell if I know. Lots of people say it these nights when talking about people like him." He cleared his throat and looked down at his hand, the one she was working on before he began. "Met the guy a while back. Came in to the vampire world all hot headed and showing off. That's whatever. Seen them all come and go before." He shrugged his shoulders. "Met him face to face once. With a couple of his kiddos. Don't much like how he was carrying on about things. Seemed to be abusing his power as their sire. Pushing boundaries on these girls. Young girls. Just didn't feel right, or look right."

Keara: This revelation didn’t sit well with Keara, something that was possibly obvious to her husband before a word left her lips, as she froze in what she was doing. “I…erm…” The words wouldn’t form as she tried not to worry about what that might mean. Enver’s explanation was sketchy at best and so obviously her mind went to the darkest place possible. If this female acted that way with her previous sire…or worse…Nox only knew what she’d try with Enver.

Enver: He frowned and sighed. Her lack of anything was exactly what Enver more or less feared for. Or at least worried about. "It'll be fine. Girl just needs positive interactions that don't always have some guy mauling on her, like her siblings. There's nothing for you to worry about, yeah? You know how I feel about you, right? About us?" He looked down at her, wondering what was going on in that head of hers.

Keara: She listened to him speak, trying to calm her thoughts without her really saying a word. “I…well…Tell me anyway you could…How feel you do about me…About us.” She was perhaps being a little coy, but then he had asked, so it really wasn’t that unreasonable of her to try and push him into saying.

Enver: "Tell you?" He looked at her, slightly flabbergasted before he scoffed and glared down at her, trying to see if she was being serious or if she was just wanting compliments. He hoped it was the latter, but he didn't know all things considered. So, he just went with the latter. "Well, there's nothing to worry about because I love you. I like her, like I like Lorde. Just how it is and where it ends." He cleared his throat. "As to how I feel about you?" He gave her a quick kiss to her lips. "Well, there's a few ways I could tell you. Or show you." He grinned cheekily and gave her a wink before getting serious. "How I feel about you..." He linked his fingers with her as he still looked down at her. "You push my buttons and burn my ***, but usually, I enjoy every damn minute of it. You pushing me brings out some things I've not felt in a long time, if ever, truth be told. With anyone. I like it." He grinned wide. "Makes me feel alive, which isn't all that bad of a thing. Makes me a better guy I think. Exploring new things with you. For you and us. If anything happens to you, I'd explore every ******* option there was, even if it killed me to find out what happened to you. Without you, I'm just not the same person. I don't feel, well, alive." He coughed nervously and looked around. "Without you, not sure what life would be like, day in and day out, except it'd be pretty unbearable. Not something I want to know or experience, truth be told."

Keara: He’d said a little of what he did a short while before but it hadn’t had the same effect on her as him saying it now and half of what he said was entirely new to her. She loved hearing how he felt, especially since it echoed almost entirely how she felt for him and so when he was done, she took her feet from off the wall and rolled over so that she could shuffle closer to him. Now practically sitting on his lap, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. “Nice it is for the words to hear…and trust you I do. Know that you should. Only…sometimes explain things so well you do not. Not so that understand I do. Now know I do how feel you do for Falcon,” she was definitely feeling better about it all as she deemed to call the female by her given name. “And why want you do for her to protect…but…Like so many female around you I do not. Perhaps next time adopt you could a male…Maybe…So that so crazy I need not be?”

Enver: He laughed and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm not really up for taking too many strays in. And I tried to adopt a male more or less. Didn't much like that either." He pointed out, thinking about Peter. "Don't see what the big deal is about him seeing other vampires since I helped make him what he is, but-" He shrugged it off, not wanting to argue again. "Need to tell that Charlotte girl to stay around a while after she's fishing around in people's pockets. Almost as sneaky as a damn shadow." He chuckled as Enver rolled back on his back and dragged her down with him.

Keara: It took a moment for her to realise that he was talking about Peter and she frowned slightly, that was until he dragged her down with him at which point she smiled, as she liked what he said about Charlotte and shadows. “Peter ours is Enver. Minded I did not that wanted you did for him there to bring…well…maybe I did…But then expect that I did not and since I here am…Worried I did that wanted you did him against me to turn.” She lay her head on his chest, unable to look at him as now she said the words, she felt ridiculous. “Silly I am…Yes?”

Enver: He frowned and looked down at the top of her head. "Turn him against you? Yeah, that's sort of-silly." He would try to not call her crazy or suggest that was crazy, but it was to him. They were married. Forever. Why she think he'd do that when he had to (and wanted to) see her every day was crazy in his head. He'd just keep that to himself though. "Maybe I'll ask him personally. Seems the right thing to do now that I think about it." He nodded his head.

Keara: She snuggled against him, getting as comfortable on top of him as she could what with the swelling of her stomach area. “That to me good does sound. Though…worry I do that sends that does wrong message to other childer of mine, who invite you do not…Understand I do why Peter you claim…but…understand they may not.” She wasn’t sure she was explaining herself properly and oddly, she had given some thought to inviting Lorde into their home, since she was Enver’s favourite creation, though that was before he adopted Falcon.

Enver: He scoffed. "They're all adults. I'm not inviting people who do wrong by you, your family or me. No way in hell." He shook his head. "And I don't know Shannon or Charlotte yet, so I'm not comfortable bringing them around by people I care about." He cleared his throat thinking about how that sounded. "I'm not saying they're untrustworthy, but Peter is a go with the flow kind of guy. He doesn't like to make waves and he knows when enough is enough. My sister Sin wouldn't think twice of killing someone for a big mouth or insulting her and hers. Or Lorde." He chuckled.

Keara: She bit back a growl that wanted to erupt at what he said, which was a good thing as he swiftly explained himself and while she still didn’t fully agree with his reasoning, she wasn’t about to argue about it. Her family had access to their family board and that meant they both had access to them anyway. Veritas, like the Vedarian area, was quite quiet, so it likely wouldn’t o them much use being added there anyway; especially since half her kids struggled to stay in contact with her and hers. “So…invite Lorde I should not into our home?” she asked hesitantly. If Lorde really was as explosive as he was implying, it might not be such a good idea, or so she was beginning to believe.

Enver: He thought about that and shrugged. "Up to you. She's not a fan of Sara, truth be told, but I think she'd be alright with everyone else." He nodded his head. "She can be a bit...blunt, but it’s a quality I like. I know she's not bullshitting me." He chuckled as his grin grew wider. "I'm sure she'd be fine. But in the end it's your call and one I respect." He didn’t know that she had even pondered the idea of Lorde being part of the place where they both were, so he wasn’t sure what to say. Sure, Enver loved Lorde, but he didn't want to be the one to make a call that affected a few others. Others Keara loved.

Keara: “Think on it I shall then…perhaps when all this over is…what happening between us is...A party of sorts perhaps throw we should. Though…experience in such things have I not and what planned in past I have…a little awry has gone. So social I am not.” This wasn’t likely a revelation to Enver, considering the fact they spent most of their time together. She wasn’t keen on crowds either which didn’t help things. One on one she was fine, she could even handle talking to small groups of no more than four or so people but anything larger than that and she became a little nervous. She was slightly more controlled when around family however, as they filled her with a kind of peace she couldn’t explain, something she attributed to the connection they all shared.

Enver: "A party?" He looked at her, stunned. "What for?" He rubbed at his jawline, not sure what they'd be celebrating. His wife dying and coming back? Seemed a bit morbid when he thought about it. A "Congratulations, you lived through having a fadebeast" party? "We celebrating something special?"

Keara: “Oh no,” she said lifting her head from his chest and shaking it slightly. “Need we a reason have? Though guess I do that celebrated with our families our wedding we did not. And well…a few new childer we have…and nice it would be for our families one another better to know…Yes?” She hadn’t given a great deal of thought, as truth be told the last few family gatherings she’d tried seemed to fall flat but then if they had a reason to come together and some new blood in the mix, things could be a little different.

Enver: "Like a meet and greet." He nodded his head. "Guess that's alright." He shrugged. "Doubt many will show up in my family. Probably just Lorde. Maybe Falcon." He commented. "Maybe Sin, if she's given enough notice. Don't expect much from River, seems she's always flitting off somewhere. Sewers, Shadow realm." He was starting to realize that if he wanted VeL to survive, someone was going to have to step up, and it seemed that someone might have to be him. Not that he wanted to, but he wasn't about to go make his own group anywhere else either. So maybe he'd just leave well enough alone.

Keara: She gave it a little thought and then began. "Well chose we may who invite we do. Expect I do not many of mine either interest to show. Though...thinking on it...Jonah, Maddra, Leif, Sara, Charlotte, Peter and BI perhaps would come. Think I do that someone forgotten I have but that quite sufficient group would be...Yes? Happy be I would if two of yours and two of mine in one place with us we could get. Need I also do for Lorde better to know. And Falcon too...perhaps...so long as behaves she does." A smaller group was more easily contained anyway and the more she thought on it, the more it seemed right to perhaps even limit the number of people they had in one place, perhaps hold several smaller gatherings.

Enver: "She'll behave. I'll have talked to her by then." He reaffirmed that with her as he nodded. "Yeah, two and two would be alright." He shrugged. "Depends what two maybe." He wasn't sure he wanted to be spending even half a night with Sara and her antics, but maybe it'd do her some good to meet Lorde and her sense on things when his kiddo couldn't stand someone yapping anymore. He grinned at the devious thought, then cleared his throat and nodded. "Sure. Two of yours and two of mine."

Keara: She was unaware of the scheme her husband was contemplating as she suddenly thought of something that made her laugh. The thought was mildly amusing so her laugh was soft and full of good hearted humour. “And then have we Peter,” she laughed again. “Know I do not if we him as yours or mine do count…since our he is…Perhaps need we do for another to share.” She nuzzled at his neck, as while they hadn’t exactly chosen Peter for the right reason, it was possible that they could choose to sire another together in the future. Obviously she had no desire to fight with her husband for her progeny but then it wouldn’t have to be a fight if the actually gave thought too and considered the next one they’d share.

Enver: "Ours. So let's make it five total?" He shrugged, not minding if Peter would be there too. "Seems to make sense. Besides, he's one of the new ones, so people should meet him properly." He kissed the side of her forehead quick and laid back down on his back and looked up at the ceiling. "Made a few traps earlier tonight. Will try and make more tomorrow and hand them over. Hope you've got a place for them." He chuckled.

Keara: “Settled it is then. Soon small party organise we shall for our childer one another to meet. If goes well it does, another we can do. Yes? And…should we somewhere more…comfortable go? Spartan my quarters here are. Come here often I do not. Mind I do not where go we do…so long as together we are.” Her left hand was tracing patterns on his arm as she spoke. She’d considered another way of entertaining herself while cooped up in doors and had more or less decided that she should perhaps begin tattooing her own skin, after all the images would fade quite quickly with her regenerative properties. “And sneak home I can for the traps to lay when renovations complete are. Any day now said they have that complete they shall be.”

Enver: "Sure. We can do another if it goes good." He nodded his head and looked around the place. "If you want to. I sort of like it here." He grinned deviously. "With you on top me." He winked up at her. "Is anyone watching what they're doing? The renovations? Not sure I trust people doing things to our house with no one to watch..." He frowned.

Keara: She shook her head. “Deanna watching was…is…maybe…know I do not. Seen her of late I have not, as frightened I am for her this to know.” She wriggled on top of him and sat up so that she straddled his stomach and smiled down at him. “Like it here you do…Or like me here you do? As sounds it does like the latter and do this I can anywhere,” she said as she leant forward, planting her hands on the ground over his shoulders before leaning in to kiss him.

Enver: He grinned up at her and returned the kiss, before rolling around and pinning her to the floor. "The latter. I like it here, but might like it better when we get some things in it." He stood up, and put a hand around her wrist and yanked her up off the floor. "Where we heading to?" He let a hand hit her butt once she stood before he kissed her.

Keara: She bit her lip as he pulled her from the floor, as having been pinned to it only moments before, she had allowed herself to hope that her husband’s appetite for her may have returned. “Hmm…” she said as she tried not to let her disappointment show. “No thought to that had I given. A few other places go to we could…Stay here you should…Or go home…If going somewhere we are, need I do for within shadows to move. Summon you shall when get there I do,” she stepped forward, kissed his cheek and left, slipping into shadows the moment she was out of sight.

Enver: "Huh." He said as she was gone, to no one but himself and frowned. He had no clue where they were going, or where she was going without him and would have to wait and see where she summoned him to. This was a power he was wanting to learn because Enver felt as if she was always the one sticking her neck out for the two of them in situations like these when she should be careful.

Keara: It didn’t take her long to get where she was going, at least it didn’t seem that long to her, however it probably took her longer than she realised as she went where she was going on foot. She didn’t mind walking and it gave her time to clear her mind, as she’d had yet another emotional day. She wasn’t even sure how this fight started now she came to think on it, though once deep in thought, it soon came to her. All this for some female she didn’t even know. She trusted Enver though and if he said he’d talk to her next time he saw her, she knew he would, and so long as she behaved, Keara wouldn’t have to worry about hurting. Though technically she wasn’t allowed to hurt her anyway as she had sworn not to kill another of Enver’s employees; not that harming and killing were the same thing exactly, so she did have that loophole if she needed it. A smile crossed her lips at the thought. As Enver for all his intelligence had failed to spot it. Once she got where she was going, she shrugged off her ability the only way she knew how, (through an act of violence) and then summoned her husband to her. “Miss me?” she asked wrapping her arms around him, no longer fearing that he may throw up all over her as he seemed to be becoming accustomed to being summoned to her side.

Enver: The power that he wasn't all too fond of, wasnt all that bad in his mind anymore. Not since he stopped throwing up. Balance was a thing that was off sometimes, but not too much these nights as she was always summoning him somewhere. Not that he minded. Again, just like mindspeak, Enver wanted to learn how to beckon her to him at his will. The thought made him grin before he was in a new place and standing before her. She asked a question, to which his only answer was, was to kiss her. A hand moved up to collect her jaw in it before Enver planted a fierce kiss on her lips, his other hand groping her butt.

Keara: His reply was far better than the verbal variety she’d expected and as he kissed her she pulled him all the closer, practically purring in his arms as she attempted to wrap her legs around his waist. They’d spent the majority of the day upset with one another but now, now things felt right between them again and she didn’t want to spend another moment talking, not if he was going to kiss her like that. He’d not been overly physical with her since he found out she was pregnant and so for as long as he was willing to show his feelings for her again, she was willing to embrace it and keep him distracted for as long as possible.