Sohalia
Your little hand's wrapped around my finger And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Zavien's calm exterior was perhaps slightly belied by the racing of his heartbeat against her chest, but Soh appreciated the attempt all the same. She recognized that this was him in soldier mode: analyzing the situation and responding almost automatically, doing what needed to be done despite any fear or anxiety he might be experiencing. It would have been fascinating to watch, had she not been in active labor.
As it was, she clung to him as the contraction crested and passed, panting as she prepared herself mentally for the short walk to the nearby hospital. A part of her longed to curl up in bed, to pull the blankets up over her head until this had all passed and the pain was over - but she knew that she couldn't do that. Not if she wanted their baby to be born healthy. And gods, did the baby deserve for her to show up in this moment in the best way she could. Recognizing that, Soh took a deep breath and steeled herself for the walk -
And then her water broke.
Panic froze her in place as her heart rate spiked. She wasn't ready. This wasn't in their plan. She was supposed to be safely tucked into a hospital cot, surrounded by healthcare personnel just in case something went wrong, not stranded at her own bedside in the middle of the night -
But Zavien didn't panic, and his calm kept Soh teetering on the brink rather than falling over the edge into a full blown panic attack. Taking a few breaths, Soh rapidly considered the options. Would she probably be okay at home? Sure.
But what if she wasn't?
"Okay," she said. "Okay, I think - let's go." Apology filled her eyes as she met Zavien's gaze. "I know you can carry me, but I hate for you to have to. Maybe I can -" But she cut off as a new contraction, stronger now, took hold, a low whine pressing at the back of her throat in place of words. Her world narrowed to the pain, the only thing keeping her standing the thought that this was the way to meeting their daughter, and that if this was what she had to go through to bring Reva into this world, she would do it gladly.
As it was, she clung to him as the contraction crested and passed, panting as she prepared herself mentally for the short walk to the nearby hospital. A part of her longed to curl up in bed, to pull the blankets up over her head until this had all passed and the pain was over - but she knew that she couldn't do that. Not if she wanted their baby to be born healthy. And gods, did the baby deserve for her to show up in this moment in the best way she could. Recognizing that, Soh took a deep breath and steeled herself for the walk -
And then her water broke.
Panic froze her in place as her heart rate spiked. She wasn't ready. This wasn't in their plan. She was supposed to be safely tucked into a hospital cot, surrounded by healthcare personnel just in case something went wrong, not stranded at her own bedside in the middle of the night -
But Zavien didn't panic, and his calm kept Soh teetering on the brink rather than falling over the edge into a full blown panic attack. Taking a few breaths, Soh rapidly considered the options. Would she probably be okay at home? Sure.
But what if she wasn't?
"Okay," she said. "Okay, I think - let's go." Apology filled her eyes as she met Zavien's gaze. "I know you can carry me, but I hate for you to have to. Maybe I can -" But she cut off as a new contraction, stronger now, took hold, a low whine pressing at the back of her throat in place of words. Her world narrowed to the pain, the only thing keeping her standing the thought that this was the way to meeting their daughter, and that if this was what she had to go through to bring Reva into this world, she would do it gladly.
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreamin' So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
