NationStates Jolt Archive

With the clan battle a distant memory for Queen Jenevee, Linfield Hannon finished giving her the tour of the country. Splendid indeed was Camel Eaters. From the mountains to the plains no stone went unseen for Linfield would do anything to please his young bride. As the Honeymooner's returned to the Castle Jenevee was a bit nervous about something.

"Linfield, what are your feelings on children? I mean, how soon do you want to start trying to have kids?" she asked, hoping for a positive answer.

OOC: Well we don't have a capital.

IC: "Kids? Oh heck yeah kids are good. Always wanted a son or daughter." Linfield said eating a thin strip of termite jerky while staring into space.

"Well Linfield, I don't know how to break this to you, but I am late. About 2 weeks late in fact. ", Jenevee said as she turned to face him.

"REALLY? THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME!!! I'LL HAVE AN HEIR AND YOU'LL BE A MOTHER AND I GET TO BE A FATHER!" He was running around the castle jumping up and down and shouting with joy.

"Calm down Linfield. I have something I need to share with you. You had better sit down." Jenevee motions for Linfield to sit on the bench outside in the courtyard. "You see my mother tried several times to unsuccessfully have children. Many doctors all over Hawdawg could not figure out why she could not bear a child. Five years of frustration and heartache landed my parents at the Weela Weela Fertility Clinic in Rangoon. After 10,000 toros worth of testing it was determined my mother possessed a "natural killer cell" in her system that systematically attacked all fertilized embryos she tried to carry to term. She had to take treatments once a week for 6 months to make sure she did not miscarry. Linfield the catch is I am diagnosed with this "natural killer cell" too. I need to see a fertility specialist immediately and have tests run to see if I need the horomone theraphy to combat the killer cells" As Jenevee finished the long explaination she felt disheartened because the joy Linfield displayed maybe extinguished with a bad report from a doctor.

"Then we shall depart right now." He ran outside and got the first car he saw. Driving up to the front steps he yelled.

"Jenevee get in the car! No child of mine is going to die today."

As they sped towards town Jenevee wonders out loud. "Do you even know of a good specialist Linfield? Were will we go?" All the while the car slides around the corners of the winding downhill descent from the castle.

"Dr. Tezka Hammaral. Except there might be a slight problem..." He let the words trail along in the open air.

"What Linfield, does he have six toes or something?" she asked.

"His father was the King before me. A horrible tyrant. I killed him in a rebellion I led. He may see this as his revenge."

"Are you sure there isn't anyone else we can use Linfield? I would hate to have to kill him with my bare hands today, if he tried to seek revenge on an unborn." Jenevee responded almost in shock by the thought of someone seeking to hurt a child.

"There is no other. We tried to procure them from Nathanite when he was killing off all his OBGYNs but he would not give them to anyone. And now I may be forced to eliminate two generations." He got a call. Quickly speaking in the ancient language that Jenevee didn't understand yet he smiled grimly after hanging up.

"We have bargaining tools." They arrived at the clinic...

OOC: why you dont just RP it all in just one or two posts i dont know...Do you want me to Rp the doctor? Just tell me what the doctor would do(kill the baby or not...?)

i wouldnt go to some dude whose farther i killed to be quite honest!

As Jenevee stepped from the Sedan she couldn't help but notice the rough neighborhood the clinic was in. The building that housed the doctor wasn't in much better shape than its surroundings, showing the filth and dirt one would expect in the barrio.

Walking inside the scene changes. The waiting room is hospital clean. Not a thing is out of place. Comfortable chairs and sofas ring the room. Jenevee walks to the front counter and says, "I am Queen Jenevee................"

Before she could finish Linfield interrupts her.

OOC: Naw I got it. Monkeywrenching is fun and I wanted to bring out the darker side of Linfield for this one. If he has to end up killing him then they'll do an international search.

OOC: Vast this is how Camel Eaters and I RP things. I for one don't like to type out long winded, things that are quite hard to read. Short posts are quick and allow for more creative license on the RPers parts, in my opinion. As far as you playing the doctor you will have to ask Camel Eaters, I just started the post it was his idea for the thread.

"Doctor now." He says to the waiting nurse. As she leads them back he picks out some photos from a folder that he was carrying and stops Jenevee at the door. He goes inside....

OOC: No what Vast Principles I retract my earlier statement. Please RP the doctor. He'll probably want to kill the baby but not with what Linfield has on him.

Jenevee stood nervously outside the door as Linfield discussed something with the Doctor, but what she couldn't hear.

OOC: If someone else wants to RP the doctor that's cool.

OOC: I shall willingly play the doctor...

IC:
"I see...said the doctor, very well, i shall do my best in the light of what you have told me mr. Linfield...i shall have to forget about my father for a while" The doctor let out a little sigh as the opened the door to let Jenevee in.

"This way please m'aam"

OOC: how was that...? Could i have some little pointers on what to do please?

OOC: More spitefulness we might want a hateful character. Then Linfield brings out the pics.

Jenevee cautiously entered the examination room. She couldn't help but notice the tension between Linfield and the Doctor. As she steps over behind the exam screen the Doctor hands her an examination gown expecting her to change into it. As she changed the Doctor locked the stirrups of the exam table into place.

"Doctor just to let you know I tested positive for Natural Killer Cell syndrome and this is the main reason we are here to determine what our course of action with this pregnancy must be." Jenevee announced from behind the changing curtain.

"And you know what happens if you hurt her or my child." Linfield said holding up a thick yellow envelope.

Jenevee jerked as the Doctor drew what seemed like a liter of blood from the IV he started. She could feel the blood rushing from her face as she began to get dizzy. "Linfield, what is happeni............."

"Good, now Mr.linfield, i must talk of our past. In your coup you killed my farther, it was cold blooded murder! I cannot forgive you for that, ever. For you to expect me to treat her with your child is...ridiculous. You may have that envelope, but i have your past, and with it your future!"

"Your father was a tyrant and your children will die if you don't treat her." He pulled out the envelope and opened it. Laying the assortment of pictures onto the table he pointed to one and said.

"That's little Tezka isn't it? What was he three? And that one's your fourteen year-old daughter. Guess what my soldiers are ordered to do to her if my wife or child is harmed?" His voice trailed off as he looked into Tezka Hammaral's eyes.

"You shant hurt them, i shall make sure of that fact, there are many months in which for me to act and tell the world of how you came to power! You will never tell me what to do!"

The doctor looked at the pictures now, he had managed to keep his eyes of them untill now...

"How could you do such a thing!"

"Who will believe a traitor? I do this for my wife and my child. If you hurt either of them your children will die and my people will rip you apart in the streets these are your choices. Either do your job and your children live or don't and everyone in your family dies." Linfield picks up the pictures and then said. "You'll be informed of how they're doing each week."

"What happened Linfield, I must have passed out." Jenevee said while trying to set up on the examination table.

Don't mind me. :P

The people of the Republic of Pacitalia congratulate the Queen on the conception of a new life and wish her the very best in the coming months and years.Vasiliou Bandanaris
Agustinate of International Relations

OOC: sorry should have posted earlier.

IC: "very well" Said the doctor in a very spiteful tone. he wasnt going to let this murderer beat him, he would think hard of a plan to get back at him...

"Your first call from them wil be next week." Linfield exited with his wife.

OOC: I really didn't know what to do after this. Hey Vast can you RP the doc as more spitefulish please? Don't mean to be pushy.

OOC: how do you mean...?

IC: " we shall see about that " Thought the Doctor.

In his mind he was already plotting and scheming, plans that would most of them fail, apart from maybe one...