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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 5, 2006 21:35:03 GMT -5
Zach awakened late at night, startled, at first, by the absence of his wife. He had expected her to be there when he reached across the bed--she usually was--so when he felt nothing but an empty sheet and a cool matters beneath, Zach forced himself awake: something wasn't right. Looking around drowsily, he soon picked up on the wailing of an infant--angry and loud. It wasn't anything that sounded normal: the child was in obvious distress.
Rolling out of bed, Zach stumbled awkwardly though the darkness. His mind was still hazy from sleep: he made it to the nursery almost unconsciously. Stepping though the doorway, he caught sight of his wife's form.
Noriye was standing over the baby's bed, her body swaying in an almost desperate kind of motion. Though her back was turned, Zach assumed that she was cradling the child in her arms; judging by the pitch of her screams--and the frustration in Noriye's voice--the little one wasn't responding at all her mother's attempts at comfort.
"Noriye?" Zach stepped further into the room, speaking loud enough so Noriye would be able to hear him.
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 5, 2006 21:57:08 GMT -5
Noriye turned then. Her tired face was streaked with tears and worry. "Zach I don't know what to do. She won't stop crying. I've tried rocking her, I sang..." she shook her head, "Everything short of Hot Toddies to calm her down. But she won't..." Fresh tears formed in her eyes.
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 5, 2006 22:09:27 GMT -5
"Hot Toddies?" Zach couldn't help but grin. "Man. Just when I thought I knew your mother..."
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 5, 2006 22:36:42 GMT -5
Noriye glared at him. If she hadn't been holding the baby, she would have slapped him up alongside the head.
"It's NOT FUNNY Zach! I'm out of ideas, here. I don't know what's wrong."
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 5, 2006 22:44:13 GMT -5
"Okay. Here, let me see her." Zach recieves the child, and is startled. "She's shivering."
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 5, 2006 22:51:28 GMT -5
"I know. And I can't figure out why. It's perfectly warm in here; she's bundled up; I would say she has a fever, but...feel her. Her skin's cool to the touch. It doesn't make any sense."
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 6, 2006 0:05:26 GMT -5
Zach lays a hand over the baby's forehead. Indeed, she felt cool.
"Well...she is a Cardassian, honey. Maybe there's something we don't know."
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 6, 2006 0:06:17 GMT -5
Noriye rolls her eyes. "You think?!"
Zach gives her a look, to which she sighs. "I'm sorry."
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 6, 2006 0:18:10 GMT -5
"It's okay. I know you're worried. Here..."
He gently hands the baby over and guides Noriye over to the rocking chair.
"Sit down and rock with her again. I'll call Serys. Maybe she'll have some answers."
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 6, 2006 0:19:52 GMT -5
"Zach, do we really want to bother Serys at this hour? What if it's something silly?"
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 6, 2006 0:20:51 GMT -5
"Then it's something silly. But at least we'll know she's okay."
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Post by Kira Noriye on Apr 6, 2006 0:22:31 GMT -5
*Noriye nodded. Zach left the room to call Serys.*
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Post by Trayr Serys on Apr 6, 2006 0:31:24 GMT -5
*When Serys answers, she sounds tired and groggy.*
=^= Go ahead.... =^=
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Post by Zach Thompson on Apr 6, 2006 0:35:07 GMT -5
Zach smiled apologetically. "Hi Serys, it's Zach. I'm sorry to wake you up..."
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Post by Trayr Serys on Apr 6, 2006 0:36:44 GMT -5
=^= S'all right...what do you need? =^=
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