Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 22, 2016 17:48:12 GMT -8
Blake watches Camilla's show with open admiration on his face and visible admiration elsewhere. Still, he wouldn't let her win that easily. As she combs her hair while looking in the glass he gets to his feet. Moving over to stand so she can see his reflection, he strips off his shirt, shoes, pants, and socks. In nothing but his smallclothes he moves up behind her, and as she combs he rests his hands on her shoulders and begins to massage her shoulders in a way he knows she enjoys.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 22, 2016 18:01:56 GMT -8
Touche, she thought as she set the brush down. Another pretend yawn, and she leaned into his hands. But it wasn't long before she relaxed and actually did yawn. She stood after a bit, knowing just what to do... Camilla would sit herself on the top of the table they sometimes ate at, biting her lip invitingly at him, "Blake... Perhaps you should come here and see for yourself how my foot is doing."
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 22, 2016 18:21:00 GMT -8
Blake lets Camilla move to the table and for a moment he just drinks in the sight. Lustrous blond tresses framing a gorgeous face, the swell of her breasts above the swell of her belly round with the product of their love, and finally her long shapely legs. The count wasn't a religious man, but his wife's body was a temple he worshiped at every day. He moves to the table and takes her left foot in his hands, he massages it gently in his hands. "Seem fine to me." He says with a grin and then he places a kiss to her calf. "Tastes fine as well, though perhaps I should check further up." He gives her a devious grin as his eyes roam up her leg.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 22, 2016 18:30:19 GMT -8
When he did exactly what she intended to get him to do, she tried not to look victorious. She didn't protest the movement, she.... The black faded in.
Much later, she had the back of her head resting on his abdomen, sighing sleepily. They were on the floor in front of the hearth, the fire crackling merrily. "Blake?" She had her hands resting on the swell, content in feeling the babe move about. "Look..." She pointed at the little bump that kept protruding.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 22, 2016 18:40:19 GMT -8
Blake had tried not to look too victorious when Camilla faded them to black. He'd wound up dragging pillows and blankets from their bed to create a comfy nest next to the crackling hearth, she had her head on his chest and he absently stroked her hair. They really should be asleep, but though he was comfortable part of him couldn't bring himself to end this perfect day. At her insistence he looks at the little bump, reaching out to feel it. "Told you she was a fighter." He murmurs sleepily and smiles.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 22, 2016 19:55:10 GMT -8
"Aye, she is." She yawned and snuggled back. It had been a long and happy day for the Blakes, and it would end with a soft kiss and, "I love you."
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 19:15:03 GMT -8
Things must have gone too well, for bad news came in the form of a letter. Camilla sat reading, her mood going from cheerful to frightened for her cousin.
Camilla dropped the letter, shooting to her feet and yelling for the butler to send for Naoki... She was beside herself, her voice hoarse as she paced the parlor, "She has to be stopped! What is she doing?! Oh, Gods!" She started to cry, hard, and even harder still when the first pain started. "Blake!!!!!!!!!!!!" She yelled, knowing that if he didn't hear her, someone would get him.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 19:29:19 GMT -8
It takes only a few moments for Blake to appear in the room, the door banging open as he rushes in. He comes to Camilla's side and seeing her distress he scoops her into the circle of his arms. He murmurs softly into her hair. "Camilla, what's wrong what has happened?" He begins to run a gentle hand down her back trying to fathom the source of her distress.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 19:34:09 GMT -8
"It's Faisine... she's gone to Goraia thinking I hated her and now she could get killed." But there was something else in that panicked voice, he would be able to see her face ashen as she started going into labor much too soon. But she didn't know it was labor she thought it was the distress but didn't complain of her pain, not even at the moment her breath was robbed from her and amniotic fluid hit the floor, "She can't... die..."
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 19:47:52 GMT -8
"Faisine's done what?!?" Blake exclaims looking at her shocked for all of three second before Camilla's water breaks. "By the sky!" Blake swears and acting with instincts born of a life of action he scoops Camilla up bridal style. He barrels out of the room and bellows to a servant, ordering her to fetch the midwife. The count takes his wife up to their room and lays her on the bed. For the moment he has utterly forgotten Faisine, his mother enters the room shortly after with a pale of cool water and a rag.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 19:58:50 GMT -8
She immediately rolled onto her side once in the bed, clawing at his arms as fire licked at her womb and back. "Oh god's, it hurts..." Camilla was already sweating, and forgot her cousin for the moment too, upset for going into labor already... "It's too soon!" she sobbed, "I can't lose my baby!"
He would see stark fear in her already pain glazed eyes as she gripped with vice like fingers. She rolled back onto her back and arched. Her lips had gone pale, and so had she... The grey pallor did not bode well for the situation. As the pain receded for the time, she panted.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:04:04 GMT -8
Blake looks at Camilla stark horror on his face. She was right it was too soon, he hadn't even thought of that. He pulls her into his arms clutching at her and holding her close. "It will be fine, you won't lose the baby." He tries to force as much certainty into these words as he can, but he is terrified. Fortunately the midwife and healer they had on staff enters the room and sets about her work. The woman has a calm patient demeanour though she is obviously concerned, tension-heavy on her shoulders.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:16:21 GMT -8
"Don't leave..." she begged, for husbands tended to leave their wives to birthing. "Sit behind me and don't leave..."
After a time, her gown was peeled from her along with her shift, and a clean sleeping shift pulled over her head. If Blake stayed, she rested against his chest. The pain came again in about twenty minutes, causing her to arch, her fingers gripping so tightly in bed linens that they tore with but a tug from her. Her belly was felt, only for them to be told that the wee one was breech.
Also, nothing could be done to ease her pain. A numbing potion would have been wonderful but it was too dangerous a situation. Both she and the baby were in danger.
The night seemed to drag on and on, for the pain didn't come closer and dilation was happening slower than it was supposed to. She was already so very tired when she was told to get up and walk... Which did help. It was already dark when she lay trying to rest, and the pains finally started to come faster.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:21:54 GMT -8
Of course Blake stayed. Camilla was his heart and soul, if she wanted him there then not even the king could have forced him to move. He keeps his arms wrapped around her shoulders the entire time, whispering gentle reassurances into her ear whenever the pain or fear became too great. He would see her through this, he would see his child born into this world. When she was told to walk he took the time to gratefully stretch his legs and he walked with her. Then he was right back to his perch, he didn't sleep though he was dreadfully tired. He was determined to be awake and with her until their child was brought into this world happy, healthy, and whole.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:34:39 GMT -8
Another hour or so passed by before she was dilated enough that the midwife could try and turn the child around... ut it was much too painful. Blood started to seep into the linens, she tried not to bear down until she was told to. The birth was difficult, and the little girl was painstakingly pulled from her womb, feet first, and lay limp in the hands of the midwife. The babe was so tiny, and all odds were stacked against her. Camilla wasn't allowed to rest until the afterbirth was out.
She collapsed, crying softly at the sight of what looked like a stillborn. She held her arms out anyway, wanting to hold the lifeless child. She started to cry with grief, her thumb stroking the tiny rosebud lips... "Sh-she can't die.... Sh-she can't..." She was hyperventilating, tears falling upon the too tiny forehead. "Please stay with me, d-don't you go, my aby," she pleaded. The tiny girl gave a weak little mewl and latched her mouth around the stroking finger.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:41:35 GMT -8
Blake had done his best to remain calm, though every agonizing hour of the pregnancy had torn at his heart bit by bit. When the babe was finally out he had to choke down a sob she was so tiny so weak nothing like what'd he'd envisioned. But she was beautiful painfully, heartbreakingly beautiful. He looks down at her as Camilla strokes the babes cheek and when the girl latches onto Camilla's finger he lets out a little shuddering sob. "She'll live. She has to live, she's our strong little girl. She's our little Ambre." The words are more whispered prayer than words of comfort. He pleads with whatever forces are listening, begs them to take mercy and see the babe to health.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 20:53:50 GMT -8
She reluctantly handed Ambre off to the midwife so her nose could be cleared, and she clung to her husband, for she was a wreck. "S-she... *sharp breath repeated three times* h-has... *more breaths..." t-to be.... *you get the point* alright..." Ambre was so tiny, but was a perfect replica of Camilla but for the thatch of curls on her head that were a darker red - Blake's dark hair had influenced that...
Camilla stared at the child, who eventually let out her first cry. Then, and only then, did she let the darkness overtake her. She passed out.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 21:03:16 GMT -8
"She will my love, she will." Blake's voice is barely better than Camilla's, it is horse and dry from his worrying. As if to punctuate his words the babe lets out her first cry and then another. He'd been right, their daughter was strong she was a fighter. He wants to do nothing more than go to where the midwife stands and cradle his daughter in his arms. But he knows that this is still too early for that, the midwife had an even longer night in store for her. The count bundles Camilla up into his arms and then soon, he too is asleep.
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Countess Camilla Blake
Dedicated
Princess of Medan
Roleplay posts: 496
Age: 29
Physical Description: Race: Human
Hair: Red-gold
Eyes: Gold
Build: Athletic-slender
Clothes and Equipment: Hand crafted leather armor
Fur lined, brown cloak
Fur lined boots
Soft, white tunic and leggings
Compound Bow
Deer Antler Bow
Hand crafted arrows in a quiver
Two daggers
Formal described by post
Player's online availability : Unsure for now
Registered: Jan 13, 2015 13:21:30 GMT -8
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Post by Countess Camilla Blake on Oct 29, 2016 21:17:10 GMT -8
The babe made it through the night, as did Camilla. The latter was feverish the next day, but otherwise fine. She insisted a basket be placed on a table by the bedside so she could see for herself how Ambre Rhiannon Blake was faring. She could not nurse, they had to feed the child with a clean cloth dipped in goat milk. At some point, she was bathed and fed, herself, but slept off and on when she could. While she bathed, they changed the linens on the bed.
Her fever broke around mid day, though it was made clear that she was far from out of the woods yet. She didn't care as long as her child was in sight.
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Count Devrin Blake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 269
Age: 28
Physical Description: Standing a little over 6 feet tall, Blake is tall for an air marine. He has rugged features, a light stubble, and straight brown hair. His single remaining eye is brown in color. He is in excellent shape being a military man.
Clothes and Equipment: Standard air marine captain's uniform, and a cutlass.
Registered: Mar 9, 2016 15:41:30 GMT -8
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Post by Count Devrin Blake on Oct 29, 2016 21:24:29 GMT -8
Blake was no more willing to let Ambre out of sight then Camilla was. Every appointment, every meeting, every scrap of business was scrapped for the day. He just lay in the bed next to Camilla, or on the chair in the corner. Not much was said between them, but they didn't need words their feelings were clear to each other without them. When Camilla's fever breaks Blake gingerly picks up Ambre and nestles in next to her, the too small babe cradled in his arms. He gently, with a touch that is almost a whisper strokes her cheek and just stares down at the child. She was a perfect, but fragile little thing and he loved her with all his heart. He holds her close so Camilla can see the babe, reach out and touch her should she chose.
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