'The World of Pern(tm)' and 'The Dragonriders of Pern(r)' are copyright to Anne McCaffrey (c) l967, 2000. This is a recorded online session, by permission of the author but generated on SouCon MUSH for the benefit of people unable to attend.

Telinda plucks up the courage to tell K'laarn she's finally pregnant

March 31 1998, Logged by Telinda


K'laarn opens the door and walks in. He looks hot, sweaty and tired. Beads of sweat drip from his brow and run over his face. As he shuts the door he lifts one arm to wipe it over his brow.

Telinda is lying, stomach down on the bed, reading a hide with several others around her. Nearby there is an empty plate, though one or two greens remained untouched, and another smaller one by her elbow with a variety of fruit on it. She smiles, looking up as she hears the door.

K'laarn turns toward you and smiles as he throws down his wherhide jacket, and then rips his tunic up over his head, leaivng his chest bare. "I could go for a swim." He growls out, "Drills." He sniffs slightly and grimaces, "I feel rather dirty." He sits on the bed not far from you and asks "Want to join?"

Telinda's eyes flicker over that bare chest, she can't help herself! Rolling slightly onto her side, she reaches up a hand to caress your side, and shakes her head, "Not really no." She pauses a minute, looking down at her hand, then says, "I have something to tell you."

K'laarn nods his head and looks over at you curiously as he leans back slightly, smiling warmly as your hand drags over his flesh. "I'm listening." He says.

Telinda's hand drops, and yes, she looks at her nails, examining them as if they've got something under them. "Well, Corbyn dragged me off for an examination yesterday" she remarks, "He said it was harmful to Tia not to get checked if I still wasn't bleeding."

K'laarn nods his head and studies Telinda solemnly, remaining silent as she drags her words out of herself.

Telinda barely sees the nod, but continues anyway, now biting her nails like a nervous pubescent teenager, "He says I'm about seven, maybe eight months pregnant" she almost whispers.

K'laarn studies Telinda further in complete silence before breaking out into a grin of delight. "So you'll finally admit it now?" He says gleefully as he reaches over to stroke your face. "ITs about sharding time!"

Telinda scoots back away from you, "Don't you take that tone with me!" she nearly snorts, "Its not as if I've had the knowledge before, or successively carried one to term, or very far at all and, and" she pauses, sniffing, "it's so small, and, and.." She turns her face away at another long sniff.

K'laarn stands up swiftly and skirts around the bed to come up behind you and wrap his arms around you. "There there. I wasn't trying to make you feel bad. But I mean.. its obvious, and I'm so happy Telinda." He squeezes tightly -- but not too tightly. "And you're so far along now -- there's no way anything could go wrong."

Telinda wriggles into your embrace, continuing to sniff, maybe it's the hormones?! "I didn't want to say just in case it wasn't again. I know you've been disappointed in the past, but I so so wanted this and it's not happened before, and I never knew why, and I have no idea what to do.." the tirade continues and continues.

K'laarn strokes your hair soothingly and snorts, "Now now, I've never been disapointed in you. I had a feeling you might be, but I didn't want to worry you. But its so obvious now -- there's no reason to deny the facts love." He kisses your brow. "Are you happy?"

Telinda blinks through the moisture of her eyes and nods, her face brightening, "But I have no idea what to do. Corbyn said I need to eat more, so" she gestures to the plates, "I've been trying to eat as much as I can this morning, but I feel sick now. I think I ate too much!"

K'laarn chuckles softly and says "I think that means you just need to eat when you're hungry -- and make sure you eat every meal. You don't need to stuff yourself past hunger, sweet." He squeezes lightly and starts rubbing your back.

Telinda sniffs, "You're laughing at me!" she pouts

K'laarn shakes his head and denies it. "I am not." He smiles, "I'm happy."

Telinda wrinkles her nose, "You are? You sure? You aren't just saying that? I mean I can understand it if you go off and leave me cos I'm getting fat, and I'm not attractive, and I can't fly, and I can't do anything, and I can't do a sharding thing, because I don't know how!!"

K'laarn sighs at that and says "I think you're beautiful. Stop worrying about it. You're not fat, you're pregnant, with our child." He says significantly.

Telinda nods, "Well, that's true" she remarks, hand brushing down her stomach, "I still can't believe it!"

K'laarn smiles and says simply, "I can.. you're being too hard on yourself."

Telinda pokes your chest with an index finger, "You haven't being trying to get pregnant for nearly four turns!"

K'laarn smiles and replies "Sometimes it just takes a little time." He lets his hands drift toward your belly -- there they stroke and sooth, caressing the curved contour of skin.

Telinda snorts, "A _little_?!"

K'laarn chuckles drily and nods and he says "Just think, you've had a pretty easy pregnancy."

Telinda pouts, "It's not over with yet! And you haven't pampered me nearly enough yet! I heard from Haven that pregnant weyrmates get pampered!"

K'laarn grins and murmurs gently as he cuddles you, "I'll pamper you all that you like." He promises enthusiastically. "You deserve it."

Telinda grins, "I like the sound of that! How about the baby?"

K'laarn laughs softly and nods his head eagerly "The baby too."

Telinda hrms, "Corbyn says" yes, you'll probably get sick of this, "that we need to think of names."

K'laarn grins and nods and replies, "Well, how about Telaarn?

Telinda frowns, "Who says it'll be a boy?!"

K'laarn hurridly continues, "Or Kylinda?"

Telinda waggles a finger, "Don't you try covering yourself like that! I have no idea what it'll be!"

K'laarn replies lightly, "Neither do I.. but is it alright if I hope for a son? I don't have a son." He says wistfully. "Just two daughters. I'd like a little boy." He nuzzles Telinda's neck gently.

Telinda hrms, "Just so long as you don't blame me if it's not a son. It's bad enough trying to get pregnant never mind hoping what sex it'll be!"

K'laarn grins lightly and replies "I wont be blaming you for anything. I just hope the baby is healthy." He closes his eyes and rests his chin against your neck.

Telinda gently strokes back your hair, "I'll try to keep it healthy, but you'll have to help!"

K'laarn replies "Well what do you think I've been trying to do?" He just shakes his head and grins "I think we should make sure you eat plenty of fresh fruits and vegetables."

Telinda wrinkles her nose, "Vegetables" she repeats, "What about Tia? She's about to go mad I think!"

K'laarn turns his head slightly and wonders "Why would she go mad?" He inquires.

Telinda shrugs, "She's bored, love. She's been sat on the sands for a long time, and now as she puts it I'm sat on the sands."

K'laarn chuckles and says, "Well, maybe she and Rnayth can go flying together around the Weyr or go swiming on the beach. At least she's not Sand locked now." He adds.

Telinda grins, "That might help somewhat."

K'laarn nods and says "We'll keep her plenty active."

Telinda giggles, "Good luck!"

K'laarn nudges you gently "Hey, you get to help." He informs you and then says, "I'm going to go take that bath now. Here I am, sweaty and smelly, and getting you dirty."

Telinda grins and nods, "Alright. Take Tia with you if you can!?"

K'laarn smiles and says "Certainly, might want to tell her she can go with Rnayth and I if she'd like."

 

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