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Ry/Slink Pregnancy Scare; PG
Oh- I'll tell you in person.
Ry glanced at his computer screen... then swivelled his head in the direction of his doorway. Oookay then. She'd been allusive about this since Monday... and it was now Wednesday, checking by the clock on his computer. Time was up. If she was posting to him while they were both online, then she was awake enough in her own room to tell him what was up.
Slapping on a charming smile to his features, Ry wandered idly down the hall and leaned ominously in Slink's doorway; just standing there, waiting for her to 'tell him in person'.
slinkster_ghoul
"Hey you," Stephie looked over her shoulder, "That's some nice ominous leaning you've got going there."
epithet_
Ry nodded once before stepping into the room. "Right, missy, spill. You've kept me waiting more than long enough."
slinkster_ghoul
"Come in then- shut the door." Stephie spun round on her wheely chair to face him, fiddling with a chap stick.
epithet_
"Alllright then." Cautiously, he peered out into the hall before closing the door. "All areas covered."
slinkster_ghoul
Stephie smiled a little nervously, making her chair swivel from side to side. "Well," she began, looking up at him. "I'm not pregnant."
epithet_
"Always a plus," Ry said, crouching where he had stood. "I can see that your chair is also happy for you," he uttered when it squeaked under her swivelling. "Why do I get the impression that there's more?"
slinkster_ghoul
"Don't really know till Friday. They took a bunch of blood tests and... things." Stephie put the chap stick down- she had to stop fiddling with things when she was nervous, it was a dead giveaway. "And the doctor reckons I should talk to a counsiller, sometime. Cos of... stuff. Yeah."
epithet_
Ry smiled a little sympathetically when she deliberately put her chap stick down. "Do you wanna do that? See a counsiller, I mean," he said.
slinkster_ghoul
Stephie shrugged. "I guess."
epithet_
Ry pressed, "You guess? That doesn't sound too sure to me..."
slinkster_ghoul
"Because it's weird, isn't it?" Stephie snapped, "talking to some stranger about something you don't even remember because it might result in something you don't even know you have yet."
epithet_
"Well yeah," Ry agreed, "That's why I wouldn't do it. So what did you say to the doctor when he suggested it?" He glanced at her face. "You agreed with him, didn't you?"
slinkster_ghoul
"Her. She was cool. And yeah," she sighed. "I did."
epithet_
"So I guess all you gotta decide now is whether you are really going to do this or not." Ry peered at her. "And that's a decision you are gonna have to make all on your own, honey."
slinkster_ghoul
"I'm going, at least once." Stephie got up off her chair and sat down on the bed next Ry. "Just thought I'd let you know what was going on, and where I disappear to on Friday."
epithet_
"That's okay," Ry said wryly, "I've got the brains of this organisation coming around on Friday after school. As if Renee wasn't bad enough on her own, she's gone and invited one of her Paris brains along with her."
slinkster_ghoul
Stephie lay her head on Ry's boney shoulder and smiled. "Sounds like it'll be a riot."
epithet_
Ry smirked. "It'll certainly be something anyway."
slinkster_ghoul
"You have a weird idea of fun, sometimes, Ry." But that was one of the reasons she liked him, after all. She pulled back and looked at him. "Are you, you know, okay?"
epithet_
"Sure I'm okay." He gave her an odd look. "Why wouldn't I be?"
slinkster_ghoul
"Cos you're living with a headcase," Stephie screwed up her nose at herself. "Just checking."
Ry glanced at his computer screen... then swivelled his head in the direction of his doorway. Oookay then. She'd been allusive about this since Monday... and it was now Wednesday, checking by the clock on his computer. Time was up. If she was posting to him while they were both online, then she was awake enough in her own room to tell him what was up.
Slapping on a charming smile to his features, Ry wandered idly down the hall and leaned ominously in Slink's doorway; just standing there, waiting for her to 'tell him in person'.
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"Hey you," Stephie looked over her shoulder, "That's some nice ominous leaning you've got going there."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Ry nodded once before stepping into the room. "Right, missy, spill. You've kept me waiting more than long enough."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Come in then- shut the door." Stephie spun round on her wheely chair to face him, fiddling with a chap stick.
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Alllright then." Cautiously, he peered out into the hall before closing the door. "All areas covered."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Stephie smiled a little nervously, making her chair swivel from side to side. "Well," she began, looking up at him. "I'm not pregnant."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Always a plus," Ry said, crouching where he had stood. "I can see that your chair is also happy for you," he uttered when it squeaked under her swivelling. "Why do I get the impression that there's more?"
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Don't really know till Friday. They took a bunch of blood tests and... things." Stephie put the chap stick down- she had to stop fiddling with things when she was nervous, it was a dead giveaway. "And the doctor reckons I should talk to a counsiller, sometime. Cos of... stuff. Yeah."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Ry smiled a little sympathetically when she deliberately put her chap stick down. "Do you wanna do that? See a counsiller, I mean," he said.
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Stephie shrugged. "I guess."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Ry pressed, "You guess? That doesn't sound too sure to me..."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Because it's weird, isn't it?" Stephie snapped, "talking to some stranger about something you don't even remember because it might result in something you don't even know you have yet."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Well yeah," Ry agreed, "That's why I wouldn't do it. So what did you say to the doctor when he suggested it?" He glanced at her face. "You agreed with him, didn't you?"
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Her. She was cool. And yeah," she sighed. "I did."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"So I guess all you gotta decide now is whether you are really going to do this or not." Ry peered at her. "And that's a decision you are gonna have to make all on your own, honey."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"I'm going, at least once." Stephie got up off her chair and sat down on the bed next Ry. "Just thought I'd let you know what was going on, and where I disappear to on Friday."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"That's okay," Ry said wryly, "I've got the brains of this organisation coming around on Friday after school. As if Renee wasn't bad enough on her own, she's gone and invited one of her Paris brains along with her."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Stephie lay her head on Ry's boney shoulder and smiled. "Sounds like it'll be a riot."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Ry smirked. "It'll certainly be something anyway."
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"You have a weird idea of fun, sometimes, Ry." But that was one of the reasons she liked him, after all. She pulled back and looked at him. "Are you, you know, okay?"
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Sure I'm okay." He gave her an odd look. "Why wouldn't I be?"
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"Cos you're living with a headcase," Stephie screwed up her nose at herself. "Just checking."