I Know That You're Wounded; You Know That I'm Here To Save You [Kanix, Nekros]

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Ancalagon flapped his wings heavily through the air, soaring over the size of Magnolia before landing down in East Forest. In the bird's sharp jaws was the beauty of Fairy Tail, seemingly unmoving and blood coating the entirety of one side of her face. He lowered his head the closer he got to the home of Jaeger and Kanix, placing the woman gently on the ground. She was breathing shallowly, one arm resting over her bruised ribs and stomach, the other splayed across the grass. Her porcelain skin was patched with cuts and scratches, including an acidic burn on the side of her stomach, where the orb had hit. Kanix's pet curled protectively around her and gave out a small, whiny screech toward her, as if trying to stir her away. Quietly, he rested his head across her legs and stared across into one of the windows of the home, hoping Jaeger was home or somewhere around.

He let out another whine, much louder this time, nuzzling into Kanix; his sides making short, quick movements, as if he was chuffing at her.

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Not much could have been done about Kanix's missing eye, but the doctors had managed to patch up the eye socket and stop the bleeding. They didn't have an eye to replace her missing one with, but they knew well enough that she would survive the injury. The next thing they had worked on were the burns covering her body; the patchwork of raw skin, where Sol's magic had begun eating away at her. Most of it was cleaning out the dirt and grime, as well as making sure no more poison was running through her. It was their utmost priority to make sure the child was all right and that none of the poison had managed to get to it. Once the check over and patching up was done, however, Kanix was sent off to one of the empty rooms in the hospital. She was left there to rest, and a nurse walked off to the waiting room in order to tell Jaeger the current situation of his woman.

The light clacking of heels on marble floor could be heard as the nurse walked toward the waiting room and to Jaeger. A clipboard was held in her hand and as she paused in front of the man resting in one of the chairs, she pushed her glasses up her nose. "Mr. Krüger?" the woman inquired in a soft voice, "I'm here on doctor's orders to inform you about your... wife?" She shifted her weight from one hip to the other and held onto one of her arms until Jaeger was looking intently up at her. "It's been informed to me that they were successful in stopping the bleeding in her eye, but because there was no eye to work with, nothing could be done about restoring it. Unfortunately, they couldn't do much more of the basic work on her, since we have no medical records on the woman. As for the child... it was fortunate enough that none of the poison had reached the womb; the child is still healthy and active."

Silence followed after her words and she shifted her weight again, then cleared her throat and proceeded to speak. "She's currently in one of our rooms; if you would like to visit her, you can follow me and I'll show you the room she's in." With that being said, the woman would turn on her heels and walk away from Jaeger, heading back to Kanix's temporary room. It wasn't long before she was back at the room and knocking the door, whether the Sleeping Forest mage had followed her or not. "Kanix, do you mind if I come in?" the woman called from behind the door, one hand raised as if to knock again. Only when there was a small noise from within, did the nurse open the door and step inside, holding it open if Jaeger followed. "Your husband is here to visit you, Kanix, are you well enough for visitors or do you want me to tell him off?"

Kanix rolled her head toward the door, listening to the nurse talking, but not saying anything while she spoke. She appeared to be almost... depressed... saddened... at the idea that she had survived the attack Sol pulled on her. Turning her head away from the nurse, she stared back in the direction of the window, numbed to the pain she had. "Jaeger?" she murmured his name, hoarse and sadness- no, fear- coating the succulent sweetness of her voice. "I'm so sorry..." The words had the sound of tears in them, but he wouldn't be able to see her crying with her head turned away. "I... should've left right away the moment I sensed Sol in the area, but I didn't... I thought I could reconcile with him. I'm so sorry, Jaeger... I jeopardized the life of our child out of selfishness and hope... and look where it got me now..."

Tears were rolling down the cheek of her single eye, and she sniffled, her hands moving to her stomach beneath the blankets. "I... was scared..." she whispered in her rasping voice, hesitant in speaking louder in fear that he would truly hear her crying. "I've never felt so scared in my entire life; I could feel the intent of killing me just radiating off his entire body... I don't know what it had been, but whatever he was talking about earlier had saved me from losing our lives." In that moment, she turned her head back to Jaeger, where it was now clear to him that she was crying from her mistake. "He... threatened... threatened to... child... out..." She couldn't get the next sentence out without being entirely upset over it. She reached an arm up and called to him with her hand, wanting him sitting or near her as a form of comfort.

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The comforting embrace from Jaeger lulled the sobs that wracked her body and she held on tightly to him as he hugged her. Her fingers curled into fists where they grasped onto his suit, burying her face into his shoulder until it hurt to do so. It hurt to cry soon after, the pain in her missing eye too excruciating to want to shed the tears of pain and sorrow she felt. Eventually, he released her from the hug and moved his hands to her shoulders, when all she wanted was to lay there in his arms. Resting there would have been better to her than laying on the cold sheets of the hospital bed and simply holding his hand. His efforts in comforting her were futile though, as thoughts ran through her head that reversed the effect he was trying to have. However, she also knew that apologizing to him would do no good for the situation, as no one, but Sol, were at fault here.

"I will not look as pretty to you..." she murmured, her hair mildly shrouding her face as her head shamefully lowered. Kanix reached up with a slender hand to touch the cotton that covered her eye socket, letting the tips of her fingers rest there. If she did not look as pretty as she had before, would he still love her the way she was or did he only like her for her looks? Even so, he was only with her because of the child, what would have happened if no child had been involved at all? The fact she lost an eye had hardly an effect on her, as blindness was normality for her; it was that Sol hated her that got to her. She was nothing more than a traitor to her form guild, and yet here she was, sobbing over the idea they would never like her again. "You wouldn't be able to love someone as ugly as I am... I'll get my revenge on Sol; I'll make sure that dragon of poison never sees the light of day again."

For a moment, that last sentence sounded as if she was possessed by an other worldly creature, but only for a second. Thereafter, the voluptuous woman had remained silent, her head lowered as if she was ashamed of herself. Jaeger locked hands with her and her head shifted to look in the general direction of their hands, her fingers shifting against his. He was trying to comfort her to the best of his ability, but nothing could quell the emotions she was feeling right now. Pain in her stomach irrupted on her side and she fell against Jaeger's chest, one hand gingerly pressed to the sore area. Ever since the poison had entered her system, the baby had been active and kicking, most times rather painfully. Sweat appeared on her brow as the pain finally ceased a minute after, and her hand dropped to her side.

While the doctor had told her the child was fine, she still feared the worse was yet to come, that something was wrong. This was just the mindset of a first-time mother, however; the overactive worrying that would make her sick to her stomach. The pain started up again, but this time, it was a lot less stronger, so she carefully took one of Jaeger's hand and place it where the pain was. "He must know I'm upset," she spoke softly, a light smile coming across her face as she rested calmly in that position. No... Jaeger was right... everything would be okay... this was just a small bump in the road she would have to get over. For now, she would enjoy his company, nuzzle into him, pulling him lightly as a beckoning for him to rest in the bed with her. She could use all the comfort she could get right now, whether it involved chatting with him or sitting in the silence.

"I made the mistake of believing in people when I shouldn't have... I thought that I could change the way they saw me, but I couldn't. I'll forever be seen as a traitor to Basilisk Fang, no matter by whom lived in there or whether they've met me before. If that's how they want to see me, then that's how I will be seen by them; I'm not going to let that take control of me..." her voice had gotten louder and less hoarse now.

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His words were, once again, only mildly reassuring to the former beauty, who let her single eye fall down to their interlocked hands. Thoughts clouded her mind, which corrupted the way she thought about the current situation, and even threatened to make her cry again. Everything was an emotional rollercoaster for her nowadays, that she was no longer certain if she could handle it. Life had become worse than her past, in the sense that her mind was beginning to crumble under all of the pressure. She kept silent as she spoke though, not wanting to interrupt Jaeger in what he was trying to do for her right now. In all honesty, she appreciated this; she appreciated the care that he was showing for her, even though she could easily turn on him. It wouldn't be that hard to find something sharp in the room and stab him with it. . . perhaps, Famine would be proud then?

"Jaeger. . ." she began, hesitating as he finished what he was saying, and not currently focusing on the idea of a name for a baby. "I wish that I could see. . . I really do, and not because of the baby, but I'm tired of having to rely on just my sense of hearing." Her blind gaze shifted from their hands to glance in his general direction, the scars prominent in the light cast upon her. "This blindness has been a part of my life for seven years now, and each day is just as hard as the one before it." Now, she was beginning to wonder if she should tell Jaeger more about her past, what exactly happened to make her the way she was. Kanix cleared her throat, and instead of continuing the current conversation, she decided to focus back on what he had asked. This was a vital question, for in the tribe she was raised in, a name was the most important thing for a child to have.

Yet, she was not adapt in the names of normal humans, as her previous name had been Kuwanyauma, or "Butterfly Showing Beautiful Wings." It was clear that she had stuck close to what her original name had sounded like, if only the hard 'k' sound. "I'm afraid I am not adapt in the naming of children, who were not birthed in the tribe, unless the child wouldn't mind such a strange name." She cast her gaze back to their hands and thought for a moment what she would have named the child, had they been a part of her tribe. "But in my tribe, he would have been given the name Ahote, or Restless One, for how active he has been through all of this." A smile was brought upon her face now, and her free hand moved down to rest upon her stomach that was not holding Jaeger's hand. Most names had special meanings in her tribe, but she was all right in giving the child a more appropriate name.

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That was the worst thing that could happen, is if their relationship simply faded away because they couldn't maintain it. Kanix couldn't raise a child on her own and it would be far too difficult to work as two different units when a child was in the mix. This child needed both parents and if they couldn't sustain a relationship, were forced to live together, what ruins would come? Their relationship was just as important as making sure the child growing inside of her was healthy and happy in its lifetime. They couldn't be fighting and arguing over petty things or not working on their own relationship because it could influence the child. The last thing that was needed was for the child to grow up with bad parenting and all the wrong morals in its head. A sigh escaped Kanix's lips and she leaned her head backward, resting it against the pillows on the bedding.

Tears managed to slip from the corners of her eye and where her missing eye couldn't shed tears, it cried with the use of blood. Red streaked one side of her face, while clear liquid tainted the porcelain skin of the beauty resting beside Jaeger. Her hand moved back to his, and she placed it upon the other, squeezing gently in search of the comfort again. It was painful to her to not be able to see, even though she was far used to it by now; it was the reminder that she never could see again that was painful. Without sight, what joy was there in world, save that it kept one from seeing the bad parts of what could be a beautiful world? Why would Those above prevent her from seeing the world that she was connected to in so many ways than one? Did they believe that she was better off never seeing what her world looked like, as a means of saving her from her past?

"I would love for that," Kanix answered him, a small smile lacing over her lips for, but a second of their time together.

The smile disappeared from her lips in that moment and she lifted her head back up to stare ahead of herself. Jaeger wasn't answering her question at first and it made her wonder if he wanted any part in naming the child. Perhaps, after her suggestion of a name, he no longer wanted to come up with something that could possibly one-up hers. However, her name suggestion was just as bad as his would be because who would want be named "Restless One?" No one would want to be named that, not even named "Ahote," to which the meaning had originally come from. She plopped back against the pillows again and stared blindly up at the ceiling, taking in the silence Jaeger was creating. Maybe he was thinking though, maybe he did want to help name the child, but just couldn't think of a good name.

Yes, her name she had proposed was wonderful, but the sad part of it was that the name was from a tribe that no longer existed. It would be too much heartbreak for her to want to name her child that, though at the same time she felt it necessary. Then. . . Jaeger gave his suggestion, and she laid there, staring at the ceiling, contemplating why he suggested such a stupid name.

"We. . . are not. . . naming our child Optimus Decimis. . . I don't even want to know where, why, or how you thought of that name," she responded. It was a rather rude comment, essentially, but the name was so fucking stupid to her that she couldn't handle it. Surely, he was only joking right? They wouldn't be naming their child something as strange as "Optimus Decimis?" Besides, who wanted a middle name that ended similarly to their first name? It sounded too harsh to her. Not to mention, but her last name made it all the more worse in her opinion, and that was mostly because Laspor wasn't even her real last name. Hell, she couldn't even remember what her real name was or if she even had one to begin with before she was kidnapped. She wanted to slap him across the face, but that wasn't the point, it was that he cared to give a suggestion that got to her.

It meant a lot to her for him to sticking with this, when she knew he was bound to run away from the situation.