2023:12:22:It's A Metis!
| It's A Metis! | |
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| Shannong performs an emergeny c-section on Nyx. | |
| IC Date | 2023.12.21 |
| Players | Shannon, Nyx, Ramon |
| Location | Umbra |
| Spheres | BSD, Garou, Wyrm |
What happens when a pack of BSDs get ahold of ninja stars? Bad things. That's what happens. A literal box of weapons is sitting on the ground filled with ninja throwing stars, throwing axes and other items for mass throwing destruction. There's a few targets set up in way of posters being put on the various booths around. One can see in the distance a furry blob of Ramon running around for some reason in lupus form and Nyx is standing there holding a throwing star between her fingers a she follows the distant blob with her body slowly as if aiming..
Shannon comes meandering in holding a large bag from Del Taco and another carrying two liters from Wally world. She settles down on a table and looks at Nyx with a grin. "So tempting is it?" She opens a bottle and pours soda into a red solo cup. "It's not real food but it fills the void if your hungry and the bag is offered to Nyx."
The thumb slides out along the length of the star within her grasp, teasing against its edge. A blink then she's breaking her gaze from watching Ramon running in the distance. "Hm?", she initially says then realizes what the question. "Oh. Yeah. I mean he probably won't even feel it honestly." She tosses the ninja star into the box with a little grimace. Nyx's nostrils flare, leaning forward to sniff at the bag. "It's like.. fake meat?" There's another grimace as if something's drawing pain across her and a look of discomfort surfaces. Her yes move towards Ailis, lifting her head up in a 'sup' greeting manner.
With Ailis leaving as quickly as she arrived, Ramon shifts back into homid form and returns to where Nyx and Shannon are. Sparking up a cigarette he asks the pair, "So. What's the plans for tonight? Hit the club? Do some dancing? We've done enough other excitement exploring the umbral realms for the time being I think."
Shannon drinks from her cup, "I avoid public places to many people." She eyes the cigarette for a moment then lights one of her own. "I've lived to long in the wilderness to play nice with people."
Nyx leans back from the bag, still eyeballing it as if trying to figure out what's the secret ingredients. "Ramon's tired of playing meat shield because nothing's working for me lately." There's a small draw of her lips into a frown as she glances off towards the side for a moment. "It's like this damn parasite is like nah bitch, you're not using anything you usually c-" The word is cut off by a sudden draw of her eyebrows as an echo of pain shifts across her. "Fuck you too," she calls down to her stomach."
Laughing softly he shakes his head and ashes the cigarette he's smoking. Ramon points at the belly Nyx seems to be blaming. "I doubt its that... Though, wait, maybe it is." Frowning a little he uses his free hand to rub over Nyx's belly and then nods in agreement with Shannon. "I don't go out much around most people."
A brow arches as Shannon watches Nyx, "The first one is always the hardest...and the second and the third. You get the idea but it's worth it in the end." She tilts her head and looks at her watch then back at Nyx, "How bad does it hurt?" she asks a hand rummaging in the bag for a taco.
Nyx lets out a small grunt noise at Ramon's hand coming to touch down onto her stomach. What he can feel is a *LOT* of movement, and for a moment it even becomes visible that press of something against her stomach. "No other explanation. Nothing else has changed. Not like I'm cursed or anything." Her head lolls towards the direction of Shannon. "So like after the first it's like poppin' them out while sipping margaritas? I so miss booze and smokes.. So much..", she lets out a small whine. The question about how much it hurts brings her eyes to move down to the hand resting on her stomach. "It h-" Then the words are choked on, quite literally as a hacking noise emerges from her and then her eyes widen suddenly in a 'OH SHIT' moment. A scream barrels from within her that replicates the amount of pain that she feels as suddenly teh sound of bones crunching, muscles ripping echo out within the air as the once homid female standing there suddenly goes through a /violent/ shift to Crinos. Black fur with a few spots of greenish hue spreads out across her entire body, lips peeled back sending bits of neon green drool spreading past her lips as dark eyes slam shut. That screaming that the human once did now echoes out again but within a howl, a painful one that sends her head snapping back. The elongated stomach remains though the patches of fur are thinned out and there is DEFINITE movement..
Ramon doesn't waste any time before he is shifting along with Nyx, catching her in his strong arms and lifting her off her feet to hold her as she roars out in pain looking to Shannon its clear as he speaks in their garou tongue he wants her to take her to where this baby can come out.
Shannon pulls back at the shift to stay out of claw range as Nyx shifts. "Carry her i'll open a passage to where we need to be." She may not speak garou but body language she gets. She slides off the table and slices a hand open with a knife she pulls from a boot. A sigil is painted in blood and thoses with awareness can feel the tingle of magic gathering.
It's within Ramon's arms that the smaller crinos begins to thrash around, her lips peel back against the rows of ivory teeth as the snarls rip through the air. Her throat vibrates with those howls and growls that over lap the other noises. Elongated claws suddenly claw out against her mate, missing Shannon who intelligently got out of the swipe path. She isn't escaping the arms that hold her, simply squirming within them.
Ramon takes the hits from his mate with only the light growl of pain that they bring. Holding on to keep her safe as they can be, he follows Shannon, making sure to bring his mate to where they need to go.
The air ripples and splits pulling apart to show a dark room on the other side of the rip. "Take her through please." She temples fate and reaches out to lay a hand on the smaller Crinos as she looks down at the moving belly. "This is why I give birth as a wolf, that and i'm vain as fuck." Shannon steps through the rip and will close it behind them once everyone is through.
Writhing within pain is the smaller crinos, twisting this way and that within her mate's arms. As the touch from Shannon comes to lay down on her form, she can easily feel that rippling sensation hidden beneath the robe of fur that indicates the amount of sheer pain that is happening within Nyx. Her stomach continues to press outwards, little tips of claws stretching out the flesh then a larger foot of the metis child wanting to break free.
Shannon throughs down some rugs and indicates to lay the birthing crinos there. "Please keep a hold of her hands i'm hard to hurt but I don't want to test just how." She grabs an obsidean blade and a basin which she drops a couple towels into. "I can lessen your pain if you want. Enough to take the edge off of the birth but I will not lie this is going to hurt."
Ramon does as ordered, lying down his mate on the ground as he moves to position himself towards her head. The ahroun grabs her hands, pulling them back to keep them out of the way while also positioning himself awkwardly with a limb hooking just below her jaw to keep that mouth of hers away from Shannon. The question about pain only receives a nod in a 'yes' fashion from Ramon.
With Nyx being lowered down onto the ground her hips begin to jerk upwards as her feet press flat against the ground. As her hands begin to jut through the air only to be captured within Ramon's grip followed with a snapping of her teeth. Her head is soon locked into that grip of her mate's, limiting her movement and ability to respond physically. Those ripples across her stomach, the metis inside is getting more active, its actions aggressively pushing against that thin layer of flesh that contains it within its mother's stomach and driving force of the howling pain from the crinos unable to answer anything.
Shannon slices her other palm and lays both bleeding hands on the belly of the beast and gathers her will. Reaching out to force the release of dopamine into the crinos' system. As promised it can take the edge off but nothing will stop akk the pain of something trying to claw it's way out of Nyx's womb. She gives the other woman a moment to adjust before lifting her blade, "Are you ready?" is asked through gritted teeth as she lowers the blade in preperation to do an at home c-section.
A clatter of teeth echoes out amongst the elongated muzzle of the crinos female as the feeling washes through her entire physique. The trembling begins to fade to a minimal though the tension remains heavily painted through the muscular structure ofh er form. Obsidian tip claws draw inwards, grasping around the hands that hold her own in an awkward fashion. Glowing yellow orbs echo out from the sea of darkness that is her face, and the gleam of the blade catches her attention suddenly. Tongue swells within the garou's mouth, letting out a series of growls, grunts and other noises that make absolutely no sense to someone that doesn't speak the tongue. A jerk of her hips thrust her rear against the ground as another press of a foot swells along her stomach.
Shannon draws the sharp stone lightly over the swollen abdomen, enough to cut through the layer of fat and muscle. Blood begins to flow as she drops the blade and reaches inside to help ease the large child out of it's mother. A lot of faith being put into Ramon to be able to keep a hold of his mate. She begins to lift the metis cub careful to keep clawed hands and feet from doing even more damage. The dark and bloody form writhes in pale hands as she pulls it closer to clear it's muzzle of fluid. Faith for the moment in the natural ability of the spiral to heal. Once a breath is taken she will hand the little metis off to it's father after tying a knot in the cord.
Nyx's head thrashes back instinctively, her eyes widening further at the swelling of fire that burns through her as the knife begins to cut her open. Muscles bulge through the smaller crinos as she's held down easily enough by the larger male, or else every bit of her wolf screams to run not comprehending what's truly at stake and going on. Drenched along that obsidian fur is the crimson blood pouring from her, a stark contrast.
Beneath blood, and placenta its clear the little metis 'deformity' - little spiral ram horns grow from its darkened head. Moment first breath is taken from the tiny metis, its HOWLINGGGG out as its paws and feet thrash out around it as its handed off to DADDY who unfortunately suddenly has his hands full - Ramon has one hand doubling up trying to keep his mate's limbs and head in place while the other takes the metis to pull it to his chest just in time for its little teeth to SINK down into daddy's chest. Maybe he thinks Ramon is mommy.
Once the child is passed on to Ramon and her hands are empty Shannon reaches back inside to help close the wounds. Heat first comfortable then edging towards too warm begins as wounds are pressed together flesh sealed. The bulge of entrails carefully pushed back into place as muscle is held together to seal before finally the slit in the belly is closed. "You will need time to fully heal, depending on how fast your body is. A half hour or so and you should be sore but back to normal. We don't need to worry about infection your system is strong." A bloody hand is placed on the mostly deflated stomach as Shannon massages to help get the placenta to pass.
Not an ounce of maternal instinct is hinted at within Nyx even as her parasite is passed over to Ramon, she's twisting her head away from it with a growling emerging within her throat amongst those other unnatural noises. That writhing begins to fade off as the heat swells along her stomach, lips remain peeled back against the gumline. Triangular ears pin back against her skull momentarily then they lift upwards are more noises emerge from the small crinos. A sudden yelp echoes out from the female, her eyes widening at the foreign feeling of the placenta passing through her in a more natural exit.
Shannon scoops up the placenta and places it in the basin. Then looks at the Nyx crinos, "You should eat this it is good for you." She offers Ramon a towel to help dry off the wee beastie and takes the other to Nyx's belly to sop up the blood. "You did very well and now you know what to expect if it happens again. "The child looks healthy by the way has a cute little set of horns as well."
Ramon takes the metis baby and grins as he towels it off with the towel Shannon handed him. "Well. This is good. Perfect... We'll have to head to the pit when you're ready to bring this new soldier for the cause." Lifting the baby up so they all can look he nods and then adds, "It was good we found Shannon tonight."
Another series of bone cracking, muscle ripping noises emerge within the air as that small crinos shrinks suddenly even smaller - into the form of her wolf. With it comes the escape from the hold that Ramon had on her. The patches of missing fur remain slightly along her stomach drenched within blood. She rolls over onto her side with a low piercing whine emerging from her until Nyx's head twists towards the offered basket, woofing down the placenta with quick snaps of her teeth as if offered a piece of steak. Triangular ears pin back against her skull as she twists her head towards the metis child attached to the crinos-form Ramon. Another whine emerges from her as she trembles as she pushes herself warily to a stance on all fours in obvious pain. She leans forward, her mouth attempting to secure along the back of the metis's neck in Ramon's hands much akin to a wolf trying to take their cub, its soft mouth but she's definitely trying ot take it away from him now that its cleaned.
Shannon licks some blood from one of her hands as she watches. "It has a strong set of lungs." That is obvious as the cries echo off the walls. She begins to gather up the bloody towels and blade dropping them into the basin. Then offers it to Ramon, "Some people get uneasy with leaving part of themselves with a witch i'll take no offense if you take it."
Handing off the metis child to his mate there is a nod to Shannon and then Ramon shifts back to homid. "We'll take it all." Working to collect everything he can find that has any blood or flesh from the baby or his mate he adds, "Good work." Looking to Nyx next he asks, "You ready to head to the pit?"
The first actual sign of any kind of maternal instinct since pregnancy emerges within Nyx by the nature of how she soft-mouths against her metis-child into her mouth, which only draws it to be screaming more in true galliard fashion. Its thrashing within its mother's mouth yet the manner of how her wolf mouth is handling around it, its going no where. Nyx's head twists with baby in it looking at Shannon then bowing her head in a silent form of thanks before turning her head to her mate. A faint sway of her tail behind her indicates silently she's ready.
Shannon makes sure Ramon has all the stuff after wiping the blood off her hands and adding that towel as well. "Congratulations." she offers to the pair and then rises to her feet. "Safe journey, i'll see you both later."
Waving to Shannon there is a last look to make sure he's collected everything that needs to be collected and then they are heading out. "Straight to the pit babe. Then... back to the ranch. Give you time to heal up." With that the couple are out and toward a ride that they called for to get them.
