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Kransha · 03-13-2004, 04:22 PM

Kalimac waited patiently for an adequate response from his wife. He saw a thin smile peel over her features, but he could tell that it was not entirely genuine. Elsa always had issues like this concerning the children. Unlike Kalimac, she was comparatively more over-protective of them. The gentlehobbit of Bree didn’t mind this, since her brimming care and concern for the Whitfoot offspring allowed him to concentrate on other things. It would, though, be good for her to learn that she, like Kalimac, could not keep both eyes keenly set on their children every hour of the day. Kalimac hoped she would not oppose his decision, considering what a breath if fresh air that situation would be for the both of them. Finally, she spoke, “You’re right, of course, dear. It’s an excellent idea. I’m not opposed to it. Well, perhaps just a little.” Her smile became more real as a grin crept onto Kalimac’s face as well. He turned back briefly to Staddle and Archet, who again seemed to be whispering to each other like a pair of gossiping housewives. A look of bewilderment came upon his face as he looked at their strange conspiring, but then his look returned to relieved satisfaction as he looked back at Elsa, the smile returning to him.

“I’m glad you agree, Elsa. When we set up camp I will approach the Chubbs about it.” He saw a lingering look of doubt on her face, which he’d expected. He turned fully to her, holding reins firmly, and said, “Do not worry about the children, dear, May and Henry Chubb may still be but tweens themselves, but they are responsible tweens,” he added, under his breath, “Or at least Harold told me they were responsible.”

He spoke up again, “In any case, Crispin and Alora are not so hard to keep track of…Alright, I suppose that’s not really true, but that’s the point of choosing May and Henry to watch them. They are children just like Crispin and Alora so they have the required energy and youth to keep up with them at all times. I am sure we can trust them not to do anything rash while caring for our children.”

Kalimac wondered for a moment at what he’d just said. For some reason, he was starting to see why his wife might frown upon the idea if she did at all. Yes, Mayflower and Henry Chubb were responsible youths, but could they really be trusted with the safeguarding of two younger children? Kalimac sighed and turned back to Staddle and Archet. As he fixed his narrowed eyes on the horses they almost seemed to take notice and promptly stopped their whispering and returned to thinking about whatever horses think about when they're pulling carts.

03-13-2004, 04:22 PM	#20
Kransha Ubiquitous Urulóki Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: The port of Mars, where Famine, Sword, and Fire, leash'd in like hounds, crouch for employment Posts: 747	Kalimac waited patiently for an adequate response from his wife. He saw a thin smile peel over her features, but he could tell that it was not entirely genuine. Elsa always had issues like this concerning the children. Unlike Kalimac, she was comparatively more over-protective of them. The gentlehobbit of Bree didn’t mind this, since her brimming care and concern for the Whitfoot offspring allowed him to concentrate on other things. It would, though, be good for her to learn that she, like Kalimac, could not keep both eyes keenly set on their children every hour of the day. Kalimac hoped she would not oppose his decision, considering what a breath if fresh air that situation would be for the both of them. Finally, she spoke, “You’re right, of course, dear. It’s an excellent idea. I’m not opposed to it. Well, perhaps just a little.” Her smile became more real as a grin crept onto Kalimac’s face as well. He turned back briefly to Staddle and Archet, who again seemed to be whispering to each other like a pair of gossiping housewives. A look of bewilderment came upon his face as he looked at their strange conspiring, but then his look returned to relieved satisfaction as he looked back at Elsa, the smile returning to him. “I’m glad you agree, Elsa. When we set up camp I will approach the Chubbs about it.” He saw a lingering look of doubt on her face, which he’d expected. He turned fully to her, holding reins firmly, and said, “Do not worry about the children, dear, May and Henry Chubb may still be but tweens themselves, but they are responsible tweens,” he added, under his breath, “Or at least Harold told me they were responsible.” He spoke up again, “In any case, Crispin and Alora are not so hard to keep track of…Alright, I suppose that’s not really true, but that’s the point of choosing May and Henry to watch them. They are children just like Crispin and Alora so they have the required energy and youth to keep up with them at all times. I am sure we can trust them not to do anything rash while caring for our children.” Kalimac wondered for a moment at what he’d just said. For some reason, he was starting to see why his wife might frown upon the idea if she did at all. Yes, Mayflower and Henry Chubb were responsible youths, but could they really be trusted with the safeguarding of two younger children? Kalimac sighed and turned back to Staddle and Archet. As he fixed his narrowed eyes on the horses they almost seemed to take notice and promptly stopped their whispering and returned to thinking about whatever horses think about when they're pulling carts.