Off time or is it--Marree

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Brick had had one of those weeks where she wished she wouldn't have to get up the next day from. She'd slept all of 11 hours in the entire week and her family was driving her past the point of insanity. Her Uncle wanted her at the Academy. Her brother wanted her to baby his son, her other brother needed her help with his own issues and her  Aunt needed her as well. She was like a chicken with her head cut off but at least she had the money now to buy whatever the heck she pleased. So much work and so little time to do it in. She's finally screamed at her family this morning and found her way back to her little cottage. She had shut herself inside and was not going to come out until she wanted too. After a few hours of reading and a shower she was ready to go out once again. She just needed to be away from work and her family. 

Brick walked out of her house and headed for the market place. She wanted to see if they had gotten anything new in the past week and she was going to pick up something to create with her hands if she ever got the time to do that anyways. She continued her walk towards the market smiling at a few of the small children running around their homes. She waved to a few of the parents and then went straight back to doing what she was doing. She entered the market place so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't know where her feet were taking her until she stopped at  a stall and the woman who owned it called her by name. 

"Sorry Mrs. Travers. I was a bit preoccupied it would seem." "It's alright my dear. What brings you to my stall today. You look beat. I have some tea back here if you would like it." "No but thank you. I was actually here to buy some fabric. What do you have today."[/color] Brick started to look at the bolts of fabric that seemed to have seen better days. It wasn't like they ever got the really good bolts seeing as those usually went to the capitol. Everything went to the capitol. She continued her small talk with the stall owner as she continued to look around asking question about one thing or another. This was how she wished most of her days could be at times. Then again she knew very well that she would go crazy if she didn't work like she usually did. 

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With Matthew back at the academy this week, it's put such a terrible burden down on my shoulders. The sickness in the morning. The fear of when to tell my dad. Being alone at the house during the nights when he has refused to come home or to even acknowledge that his daughter still needs him. It's all becoming a bit much. At least one thing has changed for the better, if only a little. The nightmares has decreased. I'm not sure why, but I'm going to say my mind has new fears to relate to, though early this morning, I woke with sweat and palpatations that had me worried. The nightmare that included both Jins and my little baby, just a fuzzy portion of my mind showing the image, gave me such a fright. The moment his hands reached out to touch my baby that I had swaddled in my arms, disappeared as though a magic trick and the only thing left was the blanket that drifted to the ground. The moment, the blanket fell, so did I in the dream, or so I thought.

A hard landing to the floor of my room is what drew me out of my morning stupor. When my body made contact to the floor, it was my head that bumped against the corner of the desk that seemed to bring me back quickly to the conscious world. As I sat up, I leaned heavily against the bed, my hand on my stomach as I let the fears consume me entirely. Another day of solitude in the world of many. As normal, the shower was taken to the extremes in the length of time. The water poured over my head, and cascaded down my body. It was like healing water as the tension in my shoulders finally relaxed and allowed the fear of the dream to go down the drain with the used water.

It's so strange to think that I've got this little life growing in me. Some little baby will be greeting the world once its done growing and when that happens, I will ultimately become a mother. Matthew, on the other hand, will be a father and that is foreign to me. Not more than two weeks ago, Vy and I were chatting about how he wasn't fatherly material as he's barely taken to being a boyfriend. Things have changed though. They always change. Plans never stay on a straight line.

As I begin to think about it, I start to wonder how I'm going to prepare for this little bundle. What things I'll need to take care of it. I have absolutely nothing to my name in the form of baby items, and the thoughts of it now are daunting. Staring into the mirror at my naked stomach, my hand is placed in the middle as if I could feel it. "Get a grip, Kyanite..."

Leaving the house doesn't take long once I made up my mind. Going to the market place is something of a desire. To glance over at the items for a newborn and things of that manner. I only need ideas. No one even knows, aside from Matthew and Vy. They are my secret keepers. As such, I don't know when the word will get out except that soon enough, it'll tell for itself.

As my feet step lighting through the streets, I can't help but notice the stalls of people that are out today. It's a bit more busier than I remember from that one day, and I glance out to the people of the crowd. Nothing happens. No images. No visions. My mind is completely clouded by thoughts of my future with Matthew. A smile draws on my face as I notice a vendor with tiny clothes, tiny shoes and socks. I can't help but pick it up and let my fingers shape to the seams of the outfit. Then a voice catches my attention. Just two stalls over, I catch the voice of a woman that sounds familar. It was the same one from that one time when I had an episode and shook her about as much as it shook me up. A greeting without running into her would definately be needed now.

"Are you looking to buy, young woman? Got a little sister or neice that will fit into that?" The raspy voice of the elderly woman breaks my concentration.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I was just admiring the outfit. It's precious." I tell her and lay the onesie back down, but the elderly woman only reaches out to touch my hand and give me a smile.

"Take care, young one."

With a gentle nod, I slip my hand away from her and walk to the familiar voice. With a small touch to the arm, I make a second time impression on the woman. "Good afternoon. Finding everything you like?"

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Brick was caught in conversation about an off white fabric that would work wonderfully for what she had in mind. Then again most of the fabric here would be worth her while. That and the yarn that was on the next table. That was so hard to come by these days. She was discussing her desires to have a little more her time. "oh miss Brick, what you need is to settle yourself down with a man." Brick laughed a little. "Well if one would take one so crazy as myself. I mean honestly with the family I have I'd be afraid they'd run him away. "Take it form me. Mr. Travers was not my parents ideal either. He makes me happy though. Always has since the day I met him." Brick smiled at the old lady for a moment and then went about gathering exactly what it was that she needed.

She paid Mrs. Travers and was touched on the arm by a female. It took her only milliseconds to realize she'd seen the girl before. There was a glow about the young women before her and it took her another moment to answering her. "Yes, I'm finding what I need. How are you doing?" She was recalling and replaying their first meeting in her head. "I'm glad you seem to be well." She gave the female a gentle smile.

((sorry its so short Marree they will get longer. Just had to get this one out. My brain kinda went post but it ended up short. Probably do to the need for sleep lol.))

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The first time I met this woman, I was in a total panic and she had given me her car. This time, I was determinded not to give off that same scenario. That's why, as I approach her, I have nothing but a smile to show and to offer. After all, she was pleasant last time and seemed to be a very caring person. So, asking if she'd found everything she needs to, her reply is just that as well. Though, her reply takes a moment when she looks me over. A tad unsettling, but it doesn't deter me from my good mood. I blame it on the aura surround me. The future of what's to come, really, that's effecting my mood.

"I'm doing really well. Look, I wanted to apologize for last time when we met. I wasn't... in the best way that day. Had a lot going on and I just kinda let it get to me." I give her my honest words and she replies with the news that she's glad to see me well. I shake my head a little and return the smile that she has given me.

"I was wondering about what you said last time." Oh great. I know this is suppose to be kept underwraps, but I need advice. I need guidance for this all. Don't they usually have a pact that keeps them from telling people. What I say to her, won't it be kept between us at all costs? "I know this is really short notice and everything, but can we talk soon? I mean, it is your job and all, but if your booked with appointments, I understand. Is there any way that I might be able to see you when you have a few minutes."

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There was definitely a different glow around the girl this time. She seemed far better than she had been the first time she met. She apologized for the first meeting but Brick shook her head. There was no need to apologize for letting things get the better of you. Someone that was better than bottling everything up. Now if she would only take some of the advice she gave to her clients. Even the advice from her elders would actually help her out too. However, Brick was a little too stubborn for her own good and frankly that was because of the fact that she was a member of the Denton family and everyone knew they were stubborn as all heck. She looked back to notice that Mrs. Travers was working with another customer and that she and the female in front of her were alone even in an area with a bunch of people in it.

The next thing out of the girls mouth made her smile a bit. Sure it was her day off but Brick had no problem with talking with this female right now. Kyanite needed her and so here she was. She thought about the girl's words for a moment. "I'm only booked if its my family asking for advice." She laughed a bit. "We can go someplace quiet and I'd be more than happy to talk with you a bit right now. I've gotten everything I came here to get today. What about you?" She asked politely and more like just a regular person then a professional. Another one of her clients walked by and stopped about mid stride. "Miss Denton fancy seeing you here." She turned to the man that had addressed her by last name. "JOe how many times do I have to tell you unless we are in the office you do not need to call me by my last name." "Only about a hundred times more." The gentlemen laughed and then playfully punched her in the arm.

Joe was a man in his late forties who had the spunk sometimes of a twenty year old. He walked on past the girls and headed for another market stall. Brick couldn't help but laugh. "Sorry about that." She smiled again at Kyanite and started to head towards the exit figuring if Kyanite needed to get something she would stop her.