Logs:The Talk About Babies
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| RL Date: 2 June, 2015 |
| Who: Jorrth, T'mic |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: T'mic tests the waters with an attempt at 'the talk'. Jorrth's still little. |
| Where: Jorrth's Couch, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 6, Month 11, Turn 37 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Irianke/Mentions, Quinlys/Mentions |
| OOC Notes: Backdated. I'd meant to write this out much earlier, but RL has been busy. |
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| They were everywhere! They all wanted to touch him. Most of them did, except the one little girl who was getting pushed away. « They're all yours. » Well, yeah. T'mic picked her up, and brought her to Jorrth's head. He looked at her. She looked at him. She giggled. Well, no, but... yeah. « They feel like yours. » The little girl put her hand on his head. And then leaned out to put both hands on his head, and scrub. Jorrth leaned into her and snorted air, which made her giggle more. What a wonderful sound! It made him shake his wings a bit, he couldn't help it. They're mine, just they're not like, mine mine. They don't come from me, I'm not their parent. « Like Niahvth. » Right. They're not my blood. But I took care of them all, before. T'mic was smiling easily, and looking over the group. Okay, except that kid. « He seems nice. » Yeah, he does. When the little girl was done, T'mic lowered her back to the ground. They played with those weyrbrats for a good, long time before going back to the barracks.
T'mic was supposed to be reading over notes from one of the harpers about relations between the Weyr and Tillek. He had been. But his brain was getting tired, and it kept moving away, to the weyrbrats or the stables or to his old home. Which was why Jorrth's went and pushed his head into his rider's chest. He loved it when T'mic pushed back a little. He did now. You know what I mean about parents, right? « Like Niahvth. » Thoughts of her made him feel warm and safe, just like night time. You know how that... works? His rider's hands were on either side of Jorrth's head now. Jorrth looked up at T'mic. T'mic looked back at Jorrth. It was happy and warm like the sun by the lake. « Niahvth is my mom. We all come from her eggs. » Right. Sure. Same with people. Except, no eggs. « Good, because I don't know how you would break out of them. Kids are squishy. » T'mic laughed, and Jorrth felt like he'd done something wonderful. Yeah, for people, there's just one kid - well, usually, sometimes there's more, like with Marcis and Tirsa, they were born together - and they grow up inside the mom instead of inside eggs, and then she pushes them out when they're ready. « Where inside? » Like her tummy. « But what about her food? » Okay, I think it's different... You should ask Olveraeth, he'd probably know. Or Niahvth. « I will. I will ask Olveraeth. » He would. But instead of hatching, people get pushed out. « When does she decide to push them out? » She doesn't. I think her body does but she doesn't really have a say in it. And it's normally like nine months, I know that much. And they get bigger and bigger and bigger and then the kids come out. Jorrth focused on the images T'mic had of his mother (she looked tall, so he must have been small). And then a baby. « Romin. » He remembered. Yeah. Jorrth couldn't wait to go and meet T'mic's family. T'mic couldn't either. Jorrth shifted his wings. Soon, he'd be strong enough. But you, like... you know how the babies get there? « They grow there. » He thought about it. « No. » Yeah, so with people, it's - well, with dragons too - there's the man and the woman and they'll fit together. Jorrth had seen the picture T'mic was trying to make. Only with clothes. « People do that all the time though. » Not just hugging, Jorrth, it's... « You pee from that. » Well yeah, but other things too. « That looks entirely uncomfortable. » I'm pretty sure it's not, though. « How come she doesn't have one? » Girls are different down there. « So they look like nothing. » I think so? « You haven't seen one? » Well not like this. And you generally don't try to look down there if you're not... you know. « Fitting together. » Right. T'mic took his hands off Jorrth's head to rub at his own face, and leaned back against the wall of their couch. It's called sex, Jorrth. Jorrth gave his head a little shake. He felt sort of like it was funny, and T'mic felt sort of like it was funny but sort of like it was really important. And sort of urgent that Jorrth should understand. So Jorrth would try, for him. « And that makes babies. » Sometimes. « Why only sometimes? » I don't think it always takes. Or else there would be lots more babies and girls would be pregnant all the time. Jorrth tried to imagine all the girls in the Weyr with big bellies like T'mic's mother. Women, I mean, Jorrth. Shards. « Oh. » It's only grown-ups who do that. That's like how come Aeaeth and Rhiviyth don't fly yet. « They glide with us. » No, like mating flights, Jorrth. T'mic had at least seen enough of those that he could picture it. And it looked like a fun game to Jorrth, except it also was... intense. He shook his wings out and kicked at some of the hay in their couch with his paws. You're going to want to do that one day, you know? Chase after them « T'mic, I don't know! » It seemed strange to chase around for... that. And Jorrth wasn't even sure how dragons would fit together. T'mic's picture wasn't much help there, either. « You've never seen that before. » Jorrth felt relieved, somehow. He knew that was a strange way to feel. Well it's not like I watch. Jorrth pushed his head into his rider's chest again. T'mic brought both hands up to either side, and rested his forehead against Jorrth's. He took a deep breath, too. Look, it doesn't matter. « It doesn't? » It doesn't matter yet anyway. « Okay. » T'mic was... disappointed? That wasn't right. There was something. « But babies come out of women. » Yes. « And you've never fit together with one. » No. « And that's why the weyrbrats aren't yours like that. » Right. « But we get to see them again, right? » T'mic laughed, and rubbed his forehead against Jorrth's. I knew you'd get it. |
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Tiriana (15:15, 2 June 2015 (EDT)) said...
This is amazing. They look like nothing omg. I'm dying. XD
K'del (22:38, 2 June 2015 (EDT)) said...
omg this is adorable.
Edyis (01:42, 3 June 2015 (EDT)) said...
This was so wonderful! <3 I love Jorrth and T'mic.
Irianke (03:13, 3 June 2015 (EDT)) said...
You pee from that.
There are just no words. Bahaha.
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