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       WELCOME TO THE THUNDERDOME [ open, doctor's office ]
       By: Raven` Date: March 13, 2017, 11:54 am
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       Spencer, known in the other world as Spiderscare, nervously
       entered the doctor's office. She wasn't too far along, yet her
       stomach had grown so much. It frightened her a bit, before she
       was reminded of the extreme fertility in her family, and in most
       families of the area. She eased herself into a chair and watched
       the kids nearby play, hand resting on her stomach. She had
       reached out to the father, offering him to come along and hear
       the heartbeat, or multiple heartbeats, for the first time. She
       had yet to get a real response, so she left him the address and
       time. Spencer hoped to hell that he would come, and wouldn't
       leave her on her own.
       The young girl ignored the glare she got from the ginger male
       ahead of her. He was a family friend and had brought her here,
       even though he despised her situation. She took a deep breath
       and waited in silence.
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       Re: WELCOME TO THE THUNDERDOME [ open, doctor's office ]
       By: Whoa Date: March 13, 2017, 6:35 pm
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       [font=courier]Charlie, Crow-wing in another universe he didn't
       know of, was visiting the doctor upon request of his mother and
       twin sister. They simply wanted to make sure there weren't too
       many fluids in his lungs. The 30 something year old man glanced
       up from where he sat, waiting for his own turn to be checked
       out, his gaze landing on his friend Spencer. He knew her
       condition. In fact, he had been there when she had announced it.
       It still shocked him to think of what happened, but he wouldn't
       say what she should do. He simply lifted a pale hand, blotched
       and spotted with dark birthmarks, and waved to her, muttering a
       low and raspy, "Hey Spencer."[/font]
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