Just Can't Win
06-27-2014, 05:49 PM
Roman arrived quickly, before Azalea could even finish her call. "Azalea! It's very nice to see you are well. What brings you up North?" The surprise in her town was clear and Azalea smirked a bit. Yep, she was in a rather odd state given the way she had spoke of her last pregnancy. Azalea still couldn't be mad about being pregnant. Would it happen again? Hell no! But how could she be upset over the most wonderful night she could have asked for? How could she rage at Sarak when he was so excited and grateful for her part in carrying THEIR children. "I was headed toward the Glaciem area, hoping to draw Liberty out for a visit before I become an all hours buffet. I always try to go ways I haven't before, to learn the land, and well I ended up here. Figured it wouldn't hurt to stop by and say hi. Plus wouldn't want anyone thinking I'm up to no good." She smiled now, her nose working. "My nose tells me you've either just been with a nursing wolf or you are working on the same issue I am." Azalea had unconventional ways of speaking of pregnancy and it was with very few that she openly discussed them, but Roman already more or less knew her feelings and there was no reason to start skirting the truth now. "The male I told you about? We are together and this is the consequence of the body's desires." "And I told him to stop." She left out that last part. Now she quirked a brow, looking around curiously. "So this is Tortuga." |
