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Soft Hearts and Spiky Shells (Open)

Postby Azura Rayume » 07/24/2011 9:37 AM

Sarea always felt a little down after work. The way she held her head while walking home, the weakened gestures from the moment she clocked out; none of it seemed to fit her typically happy-go-lucky spunk. Many asked what was wrong every day and got nothing but a hint of a smile and a non-explanation.

For someone like her- someone so caring- to be working in the Nursery seemed almost natural. She should be enjoying it, but she simply couldn't. Why? She loved children too much.

There was too much pain involved when she had to send the kits, pups, and even eggs home, having grown so attached to them in the short time that they were under her care. She hated to see them go, even if it was right for them to go with their parents, and she felt as if she were losing a part of herself every time a new family left through those front doors. Sure, a few would write; the walls of her apartment were littered with letters of thanks or updates on how the children were doing. She knew people cared, but that wasn't enough.

The Serraptor sighed, glancing down at the egg shaped pendant that she had replaced the traditional bone with. A symbol of her pain, she thought almost sarcastically. To spend so much time here and yet know that the place could never offer you the same happiness as it did so many others was beyond upsetting. Serraptors couldn't come here; only the chosen few. She cursed it as much as she loved it. Maybe one day, she would always tell herself, but not today.

She was almost dragging her feet by the time she reached the door. Sometimes she seemed to be getting worse by the day... Still, she would be back tomorrow. She pushed open the door to begin her long trudge home. And that's when she saw it, a bright red egg in the middle of the path, blinking at her in the most curious of ways.



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Re: Soft Hearts and Spiky Shells (Open)

Postby Azura Rayume » 12/11/2011 11:39 PM

Saera blinked at the egg. The egg blinked back, its large eye staring at her in curiosity. Though many may have been repulsed by such an unnatural looking thing, the Serraptor was nothing but intrigued. Eggs were what she saw the least of, since Paragons were only permitted once in a blue moon, and they were what she felt the strongest connection to. Reptiles and eggs went hand in hand, and, seeing how Evelon was filled with a strange variety of reptiles, she failed to see why this would be any exception. With the scaled exterior and the slit of the pupil, it couldn't be a bird, after all.

She approached the egg, a bit of vitality returning to her weary self. She could play the role of mother for this little thing, just until its parents came back. If they did, anyway. She hadn't seen such an egg come through the doors into the nursery, so it could't have come from the facility. The only answer she could think of, the one her mind instantly jumped to, was that the poor soul had been abandoned by its rightful parents.

She picked up the thing in her claws, shifting her arms to cradle it. "Are you all alone?" she cooed to it, using the tender voice she always had with the youngsters. "You don't have to worry. You're safe now. No one can hurt you, and you'll never have to be alone again."

The egg seemed to like that, for the large eye drooped half closed while the smaller shut completely. It looked content.



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Re: Soft Hearts and Spiky Shells (Open)

Postby Azura Rayume » 12/12/2011 12:51 AM

For the first time in a great while, Saera had some pep in her step on the way home. With the facility shutting down for the night and only the few night shift workers remaining in the building, it just didn't seem right to leave the poor egg there, especially after promising that it would be safe with her. It had liked that idea, and she wasn't about to betray what might have been the only semblance of acceptance the poor thing had ever known.

Her apartment was in a small complex run by the facility for those who worked there, though many of the workers had their own homes (and, for some, families to go with them). Sure, sometimes she could get lonely here, but that was part of the reason why she worked so much. It was hard to be lonely with children everywhere.

She fumbled with the door for a second, hurriedly opening it and shutting it behind her just in case someone wanted to question her. She had yet to figure out why she was being so paranoid about this. After all, she had done nothing wrong as far as she knew. No real parent would leave their child (well, egg) on a doorstep, not even the doorstep of the breeding facility. She was just being kind, and wasn't that something you were supposed to be when working with children?

The Serraptor caught the lock with a flick of her tail, smiling to herself. "Welcome home," she whispered to the egg, which only rocked slightly in response. She assumed it was asleep and that she should be getting there herself. A quick search of her home produced a fairly large basket and a blanket, which should have been enough to create a makeshift nest for the night.

She wrapped the egg up in the blanket and nestled it in the basket before setting the entire thing under a warm desk lamp on her dresser. "There," she said, more to herself than the egg. "That should be good for the night." A yawn escaped her, and she headed to bed, body tired while her mind still whirled with what could be the story behind the egg.



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