Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She's in the kitchen, rummaging. She's hungry but nothing seems to be quite what she's looking for. Though she has no clue what specifically she IS looking for. She keeps opening cupboards and the fridge and freezer, looking inside for something, anything that sparks her interest*

Dara: (there a window by the kitchen?*G*)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((There is))

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((Mrra?))

Dara: (sorry, minor brain switch blew, fixed now*G*)
*she flies in towards the house, fluttering past the window as she lands on the ground outside*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sorry, RL called briefly)) He's outside, making his way around the corner of the place, to the back of the house. Making his usual rounds. He's dressed in his usual flowing long coat, silk shirt, slacks and boots. No staff, though he is armed...his trusty pistol is in his hand.

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She catches the flash of something going by the window out of the corner of her eye but as it looked mostly bird shaped she continues to rummage. Finally she grabs a bag of baby carrots and starts munching on those as she heads back into the living room.*

Dara: d10: per/alert: 8,2,9,5,2,5,9,3,10,3,7,

Dara: d10: : 3,

Dara: *the sound from the nearby window heading off, she hears someone coming around the back where she is and flutters quickly to the nearest treebranch, barring one close by the roof will do*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 4,6,7,2,10,6,

Dara: (*tacks nick down*)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Waiting on Dex+Stealth, since I was assuming Dara was trying to be unseen by flying off))

Dara: d10: dex/stealth: 9,8,6,2,1,

Dara: (whoops*G* sorry bout that)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He notices the upward motion, and his hands go up instinctively, the gun tracking the flash of black to the tree. When he realizes what it is, he cocks an eyebrow, lowering the gun slightly. "I hope you're Dara...or, rather, you should hope so."

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She sits in the living room, reading Equal Rites by Terry Prachett*

Dara: *hearing the voice she immediately freezes.....her wings raising out and up to the sides as if they were hands raising*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks a little bit at the gesture, and lets the barrel drop to face the ground. "You've got a sense of crazy about you, you know that? Come on down here."

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: d10: per alert: 2,5,1,9,5,

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *Talking, there's someone talking outside? You don't say? She certainly doesn't notice a thing. Must be a good book*

Dara: *she lowers her wings, hopping a bit closer to the edge of the branch, fluttering down towards him when he tells her to come down*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He holds out an arm for her to land on if she so chooses. "How've you been? Want to come inside?"

Dara: *one beady black eye looking here, then there, then at him, landing on the held out arm gently as she can, she shrugs her wings to the first question, then nod/bobs her head in the positive to the second*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods and moves for the door, opening it up and stepping through. "Hey...we've got ourselves a guest."

Dara: *once he heads inside he can hear a slight very quiet giggle coming from her and she makes her way further up his arm to his shoulder*

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She looks up and puts the book down.* Oh? *As soon as she can see them she smiles. Her tummy is huge, she's definitely going to be popping soon as it were.* Oh hi Dara...How are you?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "What's so funny?" He looks over to the bird, eyebrow cocking with a grin.

Dara: *shaking her head, she butts her head up against him like a cat might, a soft 'nothin' coming from her beak, a look and shrug given towards kelsey when asked how she is*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit to the butt, smiling. "Want something to drink?"

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She tilts her head at the shrug. Then smiles at Aerin.* I have a...*She looks around realizing her drink is gone.* ...or not. Um a glass of milk?

Dara: um....k...sure..*blinking as she looks back and forth between aerin and kelsey(alot at kelseys belly), she flutters to a spot on the back of the couch, mindful of her talons on the upholstery* spose....should uh....prolly..yknow...drop tha feathers or somethin then....huh?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Glass of milk and...what, Dara?" He heads for the kitchen, setting the gun on the counter as he does.

Dara: ummmm, Idunnodontmattertame?*blinkblinking, hopping about lightly on the back of the couch*

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She shifts on the couch to look back at Dara, then tilts her head at the blinking at her belly.* I don't care which form you take. I thought I told you...*She waves at her stomach*

Dara: s'kinda hard an kinda messy ta..yknow....drink like this....*shrugging again, she blinkblinks and shakes her head when kelsey waves to her stomach*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He comes back out with two glasses of scotch and one glass of milk, easily juggling the three. "Here you go, Kelsey..." He hands her hers, and then sets the other two on the coffee table.

Dara: *when aerin comes back out she shifts to homid, black huge JNCO jeans and bare feet, a familiar silverish chain hanging from a beltloop dissappearing into a pocket on one side, a long wallet chain hanging in the same way down the other, wearing a black crop hoodie with jack skellingtons face on the front, hood up, familiar aviator goggles hanging about her neck , and she sits on the back of hte couch still as if not realizing the change in size and form almost*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles a bit and leans forward, over the couch to kiss Dara's forehead. "Good to see you, hon." He picks up the glass from the coffee table and hands it to her.

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She takes the milk* Thanks. *She sips from it, licking off the mustache before setting the cup down.* Sorry about that Dara, I really did think I'd mentioned it the last time I saw you. It wasn't really planned but...*A little shrug. Oh right, that means Dara probably hasn't seen the shiny. Platinum engagement ring on her finger, three good sized squarecut diamonds the largest in the middle with two slightly smaller on either side.*

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((*sighs* I'm really beginning to hate trillian))

Dara: *she squeaks and eeps, blushing and unable to help a soft giggle when he kisses her forehead, taking the glass gratefully*thanksssswhoamomma!*juuuust about to put glass to lips she sees the ring....having seen it before(just dont remember her hearing about the pregnant is all*G*) , even so shes just as enraptured ,dark green eyes following it*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles at the girl's enraptured state and moves to take a seat in his chair, leaning back and relaxing some.

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((*L* I swear Kelsey told her about it when they ran into each other that that...party, concert whatever it was.)) *She laughs warmly at Dara's reaction* Should I put the shiny away?

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((Don't suppose either of you know of a IM consolidator thing besides Trillian that works on PC?))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((GAIM))

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((That should have been at that not that that BTW))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sorry, now called Pidgin. http://www.pidgin.im/ ))

Dara: (neeever know, way my feeble brain works with its swiss cheese memory*chuckles*)
*blinkblink*whahuh?*eyes still unwavering on the shiny jewel like she cant help it..*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles a little again, shaking his head. "Probably best, Kels."

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: *She reaches down and flips the ring around, hiding the diamonds in her palm to see if that works*

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((maybe it's Vista I should be hating on. *as GAIM fails too*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Likely. Vista can blow me.))

Dara: *she almost seems dissappointed but at the same time relieved when the diamonds get turned around and hidden, phewing softly and sipping the drink in her glass carefully, both hands holding onto it and both cheeks burning brightly, a softly muttered'thanks' heard before she goes back to sipping a bit more*

Kelsey ~Eight Months Pregnant~: ((Somehow, I don't think that'd be an enjoyable experience. *mutters*)) No problem. *She says softly*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Guys...I hate to do this, but I'm fading out already...it's been a LONG damn day.))

Dara: (s'no prollem, she can talk to aerin next time I catch ya on*hugs*)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Okie. *Hugs* Aerin retires to his room for the night. Thanks for the scene, guys.))