Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 14, 2008 2:16:41 GMT -5
Claire smiled again when Quil told her that mama was just with Aunt Emily. Quil wasn't worried, so why should she be? She took her own hands this time and covered her eyes, continuing their new game. "Qwil?" she asked, not seeing him past her hands. She waited until the need to see his face overwhelmed her and she quickly uncovered her face, raising her hands in triumph. "Qwil!" she exclaimed, laughing.
Just as she was going to turn up and cover his eyes this time, a louder noise came from the other room. Claire's mother was trying to get past Emily, and had bumped into the table, producing a louder scrape across the floor than the chair. "Just let me finish!," Emily had said, still trying to whisper, but instead sounding like she was out of breath. Again, Claire was distracted by the increasing volume from the next room, and the unfamiliarity of the kind of voices that came from there. This time she got up from where she sat and went back to Quil. Her little face puckered in worry as she sat on his lap and gripped the front of his shirt with both hands. She looked up at him, her eyes slightly alarmed, "Mama ok?"
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Quil Ateara
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 15, 2008 0:01:57 GMT -5
Quil laughed as Claire joyfully gave her own laugh upon discovering him on the other side of her hands. He looked at her tiny hands in front of her, so delicate and adorable, they made him melt as much as her eyes did. He had really fallen for this child. There was nothing about her that he didn't absolutely love.
Quil turned as he heard the louder noise of Claire's mother bumping into the table. His smile disappeared as he got concerned. It was obvious that Emily was trying to get her to understand, but her sister wasn't interested in having a werewolf interested in her 2 year old. He couldn't blame her. Quil looked down as Claire moved over closer to him, the noise obviously starting to get to her as well. He put his arms around her and gave her a big hug, kissing the top of her head lightly. "Yeah, she'll be fine sweetie"
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 15, 2008 23:38:43 GMT -5
Claire easily fell into Quil's warm arms, letting him comfort her. She felt incredibly safe there with him and knew that the kiss she felt on her head was just for her and would keep her safe just like mama's did. But what was mama doing? She had gone to the other room with Aunt Emily, maybe to even get some cookies and surprise Claire. She was going to tell them more about Quil and her hands and his bigbig feet. But they never came back, and now they sounded unhappy from the other side of the wall. She wasn't used to hearing her mommy sound like that, and it was starting to scare her. She clutched onto Quil tighter, her arms barely covering the expanse of his chest, and hid her face in his shirt.
The voices on the other side had become more demanding on Claire's mother's part, pleading with Emily to let her pass. Emily suspected that it was the most her sister could absorb in such a short conversation, but told her that it was no where near done. Claire's mama quickly went back to the living room where she saw her daughter in the arms of... a werewolf? She instinctly shuddered at the thought and did the only thing she could think of. She unwillingly got closer to him and took his daughter from him, prying her fingers from his shirt. She was determined to pluck her from his embrace, and just as intent on not touching him. Claire, sensing something wrong, gave Quil another alarmed look at grasped the air for him again. "No, Qwil!" she yelped, her tears already watering. She tried to squirm out of her mother's arms, but she kept a strong hold on her, a frightened and confused glare focused on Quil.
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Quil Ateara
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Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 15, 2008 23:55:52 GMT -5
Quil knew that it wasn't common for toddlers to be so welcoming of a strangers affection so he couldn't help but start thinking that maybe Claire had felt something when the imprinting had happened too. Otherwise it would have made sense for her to be at least a little uncomfortable around him, or start getting fussy, but she was a perfect angel. He wished he knew what Claire felt. Did it feel the same to her as it did to him? Did any of the women the wolves imprinted on feel the same way as they did or was it entirely different? He found himself thinking up different questions to ask Emily the next time he had a chance, to hear her own experiences with it and help him understand Claire better.
Quil's head turned again as Claire's mother entered the room. He could see the look of panic on her face as she saw her daughter with Quil. He wasn't doing anything but he could see in her eyes she had already judged him harshly, as he had expected. She came over and tried to get Claire from him, despite Claire's protests as she grabbed onto his shirt. "Please don't do this" He pleaded quietly with her but loosed his hold on Claire, not about to pull her back to him and risk injuring or scaring her. "I'm sorry Claire..."
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 16, 2008 0:28:04 GMT -5
Claire's mother shook her head, shaking out the pleas from both her daughter and the man who had imprinted on her, trying her best to deny it. Deny vampires and legends and transformations. It sounded like a sick joke. She tried to hoist Claire up higher since she was sliding from struggling so much, but Claire didn't sit still. She backed a bit away from Quil, holding her only daughter and trying to put distance between them, enhanced by a terrified glare. "No," was the only thing she would utter. To herself, Quil, Emily, Claire.
Claire saw something wrong with Quil's face, and something even more wrong with her mothers. Her little chest was starting to rise and fall faster, and the first of tears had already streaked her cheek. She wanted to go back to Quil, they were having so much fun! But Quil looked upset and mama looked scared. It was only natural that Claire should feel upset as well. She again struggled against her mother, trying to pry herself away and go make Quil feel better. He shouldn't be upset like that! "Qwwwwiiiilllllllll" she sobbed longingly, still reaching her short arms across the space between them, wishing he were closer.
Tears also presented themselves in Claire's mama's eyes, not understanding her daughter's need to go to Quil, or why their separation had upset her so. She stubbornly kept a hold on her child despite Claire's protesting.
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Quil Ateara
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Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 16, 2008 0:41:30 GMT -5
Claire's mother had denied both Quil and her daughter the chance for them to stay together. He hoped this wouldn't be the last chance he'd have to see her. No...this can't be it. If I have to wait until she's 18 before tracking her down again, I'll do that, I'm not going to give up on seeing her again, no matter how much her mother hates me right now. Quil resigned himself, watching as Claire started crying as she was being pulled away. It tore his heart into two to see her being taken away from him and to see her so upset over it.
He wished he could yell at Claire's mother that he hadn't done anything wrong, that Claire was safe with him, but he knew doing so would only upset Claire. Seeing him upset was also upsetting her which made things worse. He had to try to make this okay for Claire, even if it was killing him inside. His eyes filled up with tears of his own but he tried to give her a half smile.
"Claire...I think you need to go with Mommy right now..." He told her, reaching forward to gently take her hand for a moment, but knowing that Claire's mother would instantly disapprove.
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 16, 2008 1:07:22 GMT -5
Claire didn't understand what was going on, but her mama said no and that usually meant that she couldn't have something or she was doing something wrong. Why couldn't she keep Quil? It was so unfair and he was so far away. It was not good seeing him like that when he wasn't smiling at him anymore. It was worse than mama being scared like she was now. "Mama, Qwiiill," she pleaded with her, touching her face, trying to make her understand. He wasn't supposed to be sad like that, he was supposed to play with her and hold her in his warm arms. She looked at Quil again and reached out with one hand, the other still on her mama's face as she tried to reconciled the two most important things.
Claire's mama was still glaring at Quil, but her glance occasionally traveled to Emily, still seeking answers. How was she supposed to explain to her daughters that there were beings that drank human blood and others that killed those blood drinkers? How did she describe to her this role she was placed in inside this tribal legend? She looked at her baby girl, keeping her grip steady on her, as she saw her more upset than she had been with anything outside herself. She looked at Emily, and even Quil, for a lifeline. "I... I still don't understand," she stuttered.
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Quil Ateara
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Werewolf, Wingman Imprinted on Claire Titan
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 16, 2008 1:18:11 GMT -5
Quil got up from the couch so that he was now standing only a foot or two away from Claire and her mother. He saw how upset Claire was and watched her as she did her best to convince her mother that she wanted to stay with Quil. He loved her for trying, though he would have loved her even if she didn't. He knew he should probably leave, but as long as Claire was calling out to him like that, he couldn't leave her. He couldn't be responsible for any more of her sadness.
He saw Claire's mother looking between himself and Emily as if trying to figure things out. Quil hoped that this was a good sign, that she was reconsidering and may be open to giving Quil a chance. He then listened to her tell him she didnt understand. "I don't know if I do either" He told her softly, trying to connect with her. "I had no control over this..." He thought he should tell her, though he was sure Emily had brought it up. He looked down at Claire, tears still filling his eyes before looking back to her mother. "I will never do anything to hurt her, I just want her to be happy. I want to watch out for her." He slowly reached out to wipe away the tears on Claire's cheek with his thumb.
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 16, 2008 1:57:30 GMT -5
Claire's mother stood rooted where she was as Quil got up and approached her. At first she had moved away from him, but had only resulted in a louder and more irate response from Claire. She watched in despair as Claire reached out for him as he got nearer, still impatient but not crying at the prospect of the distance diminishing. She listened to what he was saying; it sounded similar to what Emily had been trying to tell her, but she just couldn't register it. Not when her daughter was part of it.
She watched in shock and awe as Claire reacted directly to his proximity. Her yelling had stopped and she was reduced to sniffles, her eyes were on Quil, still worried that he was so far. Quil wiped the last tear that she had shed with his thumb, and with it came the appearance of a small smile on Claire's face. The woman inhaled deeply, her face still concerned.
Ha! It was hard to keep things away from Claire. She knew that if she cried a lot, her mama would give her what she wanted. ANd she got it! Quil was closer and was talking to mama like she had tried to do before. He still wasn't smiling again, but she grabbed his thumb with her entire hand again and vowed to not let go this time. She wasn't sure what Quil was saying entirely, but she turned to look at her mother with the identical pleading face, wanting to keep her friend. "Mama... Qwil pway?"
The woman closed her eyes, fighting back the oncoming surge of tears, afraid of what it all of this meant. She looked at the other two adults, needing to find sanity in this wild tale. "But... Emily and Sam," she directed to him, wanting to hear it from him. He dared not to lie to her. "Will it be the same for you?"
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Quil Ateara
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 16, 2008 12:36:17 GMT -5
Quil smiled back at Claire as she reacted to his touch with a smile of her own. She had stopped crying as he had gotten closer to her and now was gripping onto his thumb with her little hand and begged her mother to let her play with him. Quil left his hand within her reach so that she wouldn't have to try hard to hold on to him. If her mother was going to force them apart, she'd have to be the one to make Claire cry again, he wouldn't do it.
As Quil looked back up at Emily's sister he saw her trying to fight off the information, not wanting to think about what it meant, and she definitely didn't like the idea of having to compare his and Claire's newfound relationship to that of her sister and Sam. When she asked if it would be the same for him, he wasn't sure he knew exactly how to answer. It wasn't the same now, but Quil could see it becoming that way. But he also knew that if that wasn't what Claire wanted, he would remain her friend, or a sort of surrogate big brother and he'd be happy with that too. "It will be...whatever Claire wants it to be, at any time in her life."
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 21, 2008 1:33:52 GMT -5
While Claire didn't know exactly what was being said or what it meant, she knew that it was important, obviously, since Quil was involved. Her little hand was still grasped around his thumb, while the other clung to her mother's shoulder. Whatever was happening at the moment, she knew that it was important that they all be friends. She felt much better now that Quil was within reach, but the faces of the two people nearest her were now here greatest concern. Why were they so upset? Was she in trouble? Is that why no one had given her a cookie today? The slightest fold of worry appeared on her smooth, silky brow. How was she going to fix it? Her only answer was to hold onto Quil for dear life and keep herself connected to her mother until it just worked out. "Mama? Cwaire pway with Qwil?" It seemed silly to ask such a question. It was the most natural thing to her and she didn't understand why her mother would say no. But the look on her mother's face was so different, she'd never seen it before. Her breaths were coming heavily again and her eyes threatened to water once more. "Mama?" she asked again, but looking at Quil with worry.
Claire's mother was turning back and forth from Emily, Quil and Claire. Their whole culture had passed these enchanting legends from generation to generation. Some served as instructional tales, warnings and teachings. But this one was... so hard for her to grasp. She had never contested these stories, but they had never involved her only daughter. Emily's scarred face had settled on a confident and resolved expression, trying to give her sister courage. She took in Quil's words one at a time as he pleaded with her with a look that was surprisingly similar to the one on Claire's face , seeing them fit in place with Emily's explanations of the legends. They made sense, in a strange way, it was just so hard to apply it to Claire. And then there was Claire, holding onto the two people she would consider the most important in her life. Her little Claire, asking her to play with Quil. The soft brown hue of her worried eyes were what allowed her grip to loosen around her, letting her slip towards Quil.
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Quil Ateara
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 21, 2008 16:55:29 GMT -5
Quil tried his best to keep his face as calm as possible, seeing that the tension in the room was only upsetting Claire. In his eyes however he couldn't get rid of the pleading look. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Claire's mother refused to let him see her again. It wasn't possible for him to live without her, his heart would be gone. He didn't want to think of the rash decisions he might make if forced like that.
He heard Claire's soft, sweet, innocent asking her mother once again if she could play with Quil. Claire didn't know what was happening, or even what had happened to her a few minutes ago, but at least Quil knew that Claire did want to spend time with him too, she must have felt something that she was fighting to spend time with this boy who was a stranger to her a mere hour ago.
Quil saw the small subtle change in Emily's sister's face as she started to loosen her grip on Claire. She was still as worried as ever, but seemed to be giving in to Claire's request. Quil reached out, slowly taking Claire from her mother's arms. He looked the woman right in the eyes. "I promise you, I will never hurt her. Everything I do will be in her best interest...you and I want the same things for her"
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 21, 2008 19:52:10 GMT -5
Claire's mother let Quil take hold of his daughter and take her from her arms. Claire went willingly and any sign of distress was immediately gone. It was impossible to not see that she already loved him. As Claire slid out of her hands, she brought them to her face, covering her mouth as she tried to hold in the silent sobs of alarm and confusion. All Emily could do was walk over and rub her sister's shoulders, nodding at Quil's promises. They were the truest words that could be said, and she knew Quil could be trusted.
While her mama was silently falling apart, Claire thought she had won a prize! She was afraid that there was something wrong when her mother had snatched her away so quickly from Quil, but there was nothing wrong now because she was with him again. She smiled brightly again, hugging him,placing her head under the small nook under his chin and looked at her mother. She just didn't know how to make her understand. Quil was the best person she's met, just like mama was.
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Quil Ateara
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Post by Quil Ateara on Dec 22, 2008 1:43:53 GMT -5
While Quil felt nervous and scared under the watchful eye of Claire's mother, he also felt instant happiness as soon as Claire was in his arms again. His entire face lit up as he held her gently against his chest. Quil felt grateful to Emily for trying to help her sister through this. He knew this couldn't be easy for her either, and he was sure they'd have a talk about it later on.
Quil returned Claire's hug, being gentle with her, knowing her size would make her more vulnerable. He felt like he was in heaven when she leaned her head against him, tucking it under his chin like they were made to fit together just like this.
"I love you Claire" He said softly. He knew in his mind that this was probably not the best time to make this declaration, with her mother standing right there, but it was something he couldn't keep inside him. There was something in him that thought that Claire would understand those words, and know that it was something good.
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Claire Titan
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Human, Imprintee of Quil Ateara
Pity wock Qwil, for me for me!
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Post by Claire Titan on Dec 22, 2008 21:25:17 GMT -5
Claire felt safe once again as Quil her her way up high in his warm arms. The only thing still not right was her mama crying. What was so wrong, still? Surely, nothing could be wrong while Quil was here. Claire smiled openly when he spoke again. He had heard her mama say the same words many times before, and it was definitely good. And the way Quil said them reminded her of how her mommy gave her hugs and kisses all the time. Claire reacted by making the closest sound to a kiss to her palm and using the same hand to pat Quil's cheek. She turned to look at her mother, who was still crying, trying to show her that she loved Quil and that she should love him too. Her eyes pleaded with her mama to stop crying, but she only managed to vocalize the few words that she was sure of. "Mama," she told her, commanding her attention. "Qwill likes pway! My Qwil!"
Claire's mama had taken a shocked look again when Quil had declared himself right then and there, but couldn't help snort at her little girl's preference for Quil, supposedly because he liked to play games. She couldn't stop her tears from running, she was still terrified and confused for her daughter, but she couldn't deny the glow that she saw when Claire smiled like that.
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