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[cave_fatuam]

I concur with Miri regarding the Zevsmut.
And holy shi-caca... Corel Painter has layers... I'm stupid. :/ Anyway, hello, skin tone.

[Miri1984]

@Cave, gorgeous. I love the curve of her little cheek - she's so cute! And his smile isn't a smirk - it must have been hard to control the urge to make him smirk instead .



And Corel painter DOES have layers - I love them too!

[cave_fatuam]

Thanks! It's so hard to make him not smirk some times. Thank goodness for half-smiles. XD

It was killing me not having layers. I've been trying to do everything just on the canvas, because with the other palettes open on my weird Mac ported version you can't see the layers one. It's sooo much easier to use now.

[Galagraphia]

@Cave, awwww, I love the story and the painting! So adorable!

I remember my parents didn't lie to me. I was 3 or 4 when I asked where do babies are coming from. And my mother said that they are born. Then I asked: "So you didn't find us in a kitchen garden and we weren't brought by stork?" And mother: "WHAT? Where did you get this?" Me: "From TV"

[tankgirly]

Galagraphia wrote...

Then I asked: "So you didn't find us in a kitchen garden and we weren't brought by stork?" And mother: "WHAT? Where did you get this?" Me: "From TV"

My mother never had to lie. I figure out everything from the book (she taught me how to read at very young age). Including there's no Santa.


Tank

EDIT, Hot off the press. Anders render awesome sauce!:wub::wub:



By Zenrau

Modifié par tankgirly, 12 décembre 2010 - 09:35 .

[Avilia]

Sorry for the lateness but I've just got home from a weekend away.

@Cave - thank

@Surely hehe - much fun. I like that Bryce is a little complicit.

@Wedger kitties! Nothing better than kittens imho.

@Cave That was lovely. Reminded me of when I was little - I thought my father knew everything as well.

[Galagraphia]

omg, I've opened dA and discovered that SmaiLika did this for me:

[mousestalker]

Galagraphia wrote...

omg, I've opened dA and discovered that SmaiLika did this for me:

That's lovely!

[Wedger]

The looks on thier faces are so blissfull.

[cave_fatuam]

@ Avilia - Thanks. I have to admit at that age I thought my dad knew the answer to everything I could ever ask and then some.

@Gala- Thanks! My parents always just told me the truth. I never believed in Santa or anything like that. I had the kind of dad who would read stories to me and point out all the historical inaccuracies. XD

That picture is gorgeous.

[LupusYondergirl]

My mother is a nurse. I got lectures.

With medical textbooks.



It's really kind of amazing I wasn't scarred for life.



Gala, that picture is amazing!

[Sarah1281]

It's embarrassing admitting how old I was when I completely stopped believing in Santa Claus. And that I still wasn't sure that this meant the Easter Bunny wasn't real until I walked in on my parents stuffing eggs a few months later. I think my parents just let me find out for myself about babies in fifth grade when everyone had to go on a field trip to the Robert Crown Center and had everything explained to us...excpet how, exactly, the sperm got to the eggs.

[LupusYondergirl]

If you follow The Keening Blade and haven't read the latest chapter yet... spoiler...





I am about 99.999% sure Anders is about to become part of the crew.

Which is a good reason to pick up the story if you don't read it, since it's loads of fun.

[Miri1984]

@Gala Wow, that picture is amazing! I love it! She is so talented.



And I must admit to be totally daunted by the enormity of The Keening Blade. Maybe I'll tackle it when I'm at the inlaws for the new year...

[Sarah1281]

Anders would have been perfectly happy had he never seen Namaya again. He was mostly convinced that she’d had her reasons to sell him out to the templars but on the other hand…she had totally sold him out to the templars and disappeared without a trace so he wasn’t exactly feeling friendly.
 
When Namaya showed up at the Keep one day in late Justinian, she did not do so alone. A small blonde girl with the biggest blue eyes he had ever seen was being carried in Namaya’s arms. “This is Angelica.”
 
Anders stared down at the child. “I see.”
 
“She’s named after your Warden-Commander,” Namaya elaborated.
 
Anders shuddered at the mention of Angélique and eyed the toddler suspiciously to see if having a similar name would make them at all similar in other areas. Angelica looked a lot like a mini-Angélique but he couldn’t tell if she were as…special as his Warden-Commander. “Is there any reason that she’s here?” he demanded. “Did you get stuck on baby-sitting duty or something? And for that matter, why are you here? You can’t possibly expect me to help out with that after the last time we met.”
 
“I’m not babysitting and I’m not asking you to babysit her either,” Namaya snapped.
 
“Well, good,” Anders remarked. “But that really only answered half of my questions, you know.”
 
“She’s yours, Anders, and I looked after her for two years but now I’m moving to Antiva and so I’m leaving her with you,” Namaya said bluntly as she forced Angelica into Anders’ protesting arms. She turned to go.
 
Anders, who had been frozen in horror, suddenly found his voice. “Wait, I…Wait!”
 
Namaya turned around. “What? I have a boat to catch, you know.”
 
“You can’t just leave me with a child!” Anders objected. “Especially not a child named after Angélique!”
 
“Oh, so now you have a problem with Angélique?” Namaya asked skeptically. “You didn’t seem to have one the last time I saw you.”
 
“Well, of course I’m sleeping with her,” Anders conceded. “I mean, have you seen her? But that doesn’t mean she’s not absolutely crazy! Anywhere she happens to be is no place for a child.”
 
“Well that’s too bad,” Namaya said, sounding mostly indifferent. “I suppose you’ll just have to make other arrangements, then. If you need me – and you’d better not – then I’ll be in Antiva.”
 
“But…I…how did this even happen?” Anders burst out, flabbergasted.
 
Namaya shot him a pitying look. “Really? One would think that with all your boasting and your experience that you would have worked that out by now.”
 
“Well, I mean I know where babies come from, obviously, but how did you manage to get pregnant?” Anders demanded. “We were always so careful!”
 
“Angelica begs to differ,” Namaya disagreed.
 
“I don’t understand…we were relying on my spells to keep you from getting pregnant and I always rely on those and so if they didn’t work this one time then…by the Maker, I could have dozens of illegitimate children out there!” Anders cried horrified.
 
“And that is so not my problem,” Namaya told him cheerfully. “But hey, if it makes you feel any better, you only have the one from me.”
 
“No, that does not make me feel any better,” Anders said flatly.
 
Namaya shrugged, unconcerned. “Well, I tried.”
 
“Are you ever going to come back or will I be expected to watch her forever?” Anders cried out, feeling a little desperate.
 
Namaya thought about it. “Unlikely, really. I’d write but then you’d know where to find me and maybe try to send Angelica back. Maybe I can send you a letter before I reach my new home.”
 
Anders looked down at the child in his hands. Her eyes weren’t really gleaming with evil…were they?
 

 
As Namaya was making her way out of the Keep, Nathaniel stopped her. “That wasn’t very nice.”
 
Namaya shrugged again. “Maybe not but he’ll get over it.”
 
“Are you really going to Antiva?” Nathaniel asked curiously.
 
Namaya nodded. “Oh, yes. I’ve heard wonderful things about the weather there and they, at least, are not still recovering from a Blight.”
 
“They also are run by a professional order of assassins,” Nathaniel pointed out.
 
“I’ll be fine,” Namaya said flippantly. “Thank you for your concern, though.”
 
“And Angelica?” Nathaniel inquired.
 
“Her mother should be along around five,” Namaya answered. “I’d watch her but, well, I’ve got to go catch that boat…”

[Miri1984]

@Sarah Nice one Namaya!!! That was hilarious.

[Wedger]

@ Sarah - Evilly good.  thank you

Modifié par Wedger, 12 décembre 2010 - 09:16 .

[Avilia]

@Sarah mahahaha! Love it.

[cave_fatuam]

@ Sarah - Wicked, wicked Namaya.

BF wanted to know why I didn't just draw Maeve and Anders together as children for this. Probably because this is what would happen...

What seven year old boy wants to deal with a 2 year old girl? XD 

Modifié par cave_fatuam, 12 décembre 2010 - 09:44 .

[SurelyForth]

@cave Very sweet and a little melancholy. Loved it!



@Sarah Hilarious! Namaya wins this round.



@Lupus My mother was also a nurse with textbooks that she broke out at a moment's notice. I don't think my friends' parents appreciated me spreading the unvarnished truth, though.

[Wedger]

@ Cave - I love that she is holding a lil knife

[LupusYondergirl]

Sarah, that was great! (and I admit, I kind of suspect there are at least two or three smirking blonde children wandering Ferelden as legacies to his various escapes.)

Cave: that's so cute.  But... is little Mae holding a knife?

Surely: I'm sure my frends' parents didn't, either.  "Stork?  Oh no.  Here, let me draw this for you."

Also, I made something that didn't cause me to wince!
but I felt like drawing Zevran so I'll just link

Modifié par LupusYondergirl, 12 décembre 2010 - 09:50 .

[Miri1984]

 I tried to out-saccharine Cave

Children

She watched him from her perch on the wagon, one hand loosely holding the reins, the other cradling her swollen belly. He'd never been happy staying confined to the wagon when they were traveling. Felix had been upset, at first, at his tendency to leap down at every opportunity and run off to investigate things. He'd tried reasoning with the boy. Joscelyn had watched and laughed inwardly at the twists and turns of a four year old's logic.

"You might get lost!" Felix said.

"I know where the road is, papa."

"What if you get hurt?"

"Cuddles make me feel better!"

"You'll get your tunic all dirty."

"Dirt's fun!"

Eventually Felix had given in under the crushing weight of Anders' logic and let him wander where he wanted - provided he always kept the wagon in sight. Provided he never spoke to anyone. But Joscelyn knew Felix still worried. 

Will he worry more about this one, because she's his? Felix had been so overjoyed, when she'd fallen pregnant again. It had been a long time, since Anders was born, and despite her assurances to Felix that everything was fine, he'd begun to worry.

"You're very special, Maeve" she whispered to her belly as Anders raced up and down next to the carriage, giggling delightedly at a butterfly. All of my children will be special.

~~~

"Is mama sick?" Anders was hopping from foot to foot in the room they'd taken at the inn. "There's nothing wrong with the baby is there? Papa?"

Felix ruffled his son's hair. "No, Anders. It just hurts a little, that's all."

Joscelyn was struggling to breathe normally as she paced the room. "It should be quick this time," she said, giving Felix a smile. "You'd better get the midwife."

~~~

They set up camp early - Maeve had been fussing and Joscelyn was still more tired than she liked to admit. It was surprising how good it felt to sink down onto the log Felix pulled up for her and simply watch as he prepared their evening meal. Anders had run off somewhere, but she wasn't worried...

..at least, not until she felt an unmistakable surge of power. 

When he came running with something cradled in his hands, she was careful not to react any differently. Her eyes raked over his small form - the blond strands of hair, the chubbiness of his cheeks and the sparkle in those hazel eyes - his father's eyes - she felt a surge of love so strong she thought she might cry. Instead she forced herself to smile at him. "What is it, Anders?" He held out his small hands mutely and she took in the form of the bird, still dazed and covered in blood. 

But completely healed.

"Can you fix it, Mama?"

She blinked. "Fix it, darling?"

"Make it better. Like you made me better when the snake bit me."

She caught Felix's eye, who was watching them, still as a statue. "I don't know," she said. "He looks pretty hurt, darling."

The tears that welled in his eyes tore at her heart. He didn't know that he'd healed the bird already. "But will it die?"

"Everything dies eventually, sweet one."

"No!"

She took the bird from his fingers and let her senses sink into it. Anders had done a perfect job - even sedating the animal so it couldn't feel pain while he worked. And he'd done it all unconsciously. 

What do I tell him? her thoughts were in a whirl. If she told him he'd done it already, he might try to do it again - he was too young - far too young to understand the implications of his power or control it properly. This was an accident. One that might not be repeated. 

Felix didn't know what was happening, he warned her against helping the animal, but she was frightened, suddenly, of what Felix would think if Anders was like her - another thing different about him - his blond hair, his pale skin - his magic - all from his father, all branding him as not belonging to Felix when all she wanted was for the man she loved to think of her son as his own.

When the bird was revived and flew away she gathered her son into her arms and breathed in his little boy scent - part grass and trees and dirt and part what was quintessentially Anders. Her son. They wouldn't take him away. Not while she drew breath.

Anders seemed like to fall asleep - no doubt exhausted from using magic. Maeve was quiet in Felix's arms as her husband came to sit next to her on the log. 

"What is it?" he asked her softly. 

She looked at her husband, then down at Anders. This was Felix. This man would never to anything to harm them. "He healed the bird himself," she said softly, stroking Anders' hair. His eyes were closed and one arm was flung above his head in careless abandon. 

Felix nodded, and reached out to rest his hand on the boy's chest. "I knew he would be like you," and there was a smile in his voice that made her look up and catch her breath.

Felix was beaming with pride. She felt her heart swell.

"I love you," she said.

[Sarah1281]

@Miri: Aw, what a great reaction Felix had to that.

[Avilia]

@Miri -- sweet but not too sweet - like merigues ;-) I love that you used baby Anders as the child.