My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)
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				Title: <strong>My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>08-03-2011, 22:44:16</strong>
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				Panther-paw was perched silently on the highest branch of the tree, watching the river flow by. And he felt time was running out of his hands. He'd felt desperate before too, when his wife had been sick with the black fever. Everybody had kept assuring him that the herbs that Rabbit-tail had got from up in the hills would burn to give out a smoke that would help cure those carrying the black fever. Rabbit-tail was considered the wisest in the tribe, and some said he was older than the tallest trees in the forest. And the others who had a near and dear one carrying black fever, had put their faith in him. The chief himself had advised Panther-paw against going outside to meet townsfolk for help, reminding him of the vile motives of the modern world, and of the pledge they'd all taken to their forest - to nurture and protect it all their lives. So he'd reluctantly agreed. And paid for it.<br><br>He'd watched his wife succumb to the disease a few years back. And now, the rains had brought back the horror. <em>Could you not spare even a little child, oh God?</em> He muttered, squinting his eyes at the sun, who was the chief deity of their tribe. He couldn't leave it to Rabbit-tail's herbs now, or else he would be left without a family on this earth. He'd been talking to his friend from the tribe up north, and the friend had told him about a woman in the town further north by the river, right outside the jungle. He'd said how the woman had helped his cousin's wife and kid. <br><br>Panther-paw sometimes resented the isolation their tribe lived in. He would oftentimes climb up a tall tree away from their settlement, and look at townsfolk coming into the jungle to meet other tribes, in their moving homes, which they called trucks, carrying what they called cameras, which produced lightning. His friend had shown him that cameras could capture a moment on a piece of paper, which was a photo. His curiosity had so far been repressed by his tribe's chief's strict insistence on no communication with the outside world. The other tribes had to be respected since all tribes were Mother Nature's children, and hence brothers and sisters. But his chief wouldn't let anyone cover his or her upper body with clothes that the other tribes had got from townsfolk - and they called it a tee.<br><br>He knew his way around the jungle, and following the river would be an easy option. He was strongly built and lithe as a panther, the animal whose paw hung by a thread, adorning his neck, leading to his name. If he started at dawn, he could carry Half-moon, his four year old son, on his shoulders and still cover good distance, so as to reach the town before nightfall. He'd stop for food a few times at places where he knew fruit trees abounded. He looked at the river again, for inspiration, as though praying to her to guide his way to the town. He stood up on the branch, maintaining a light footing, and looked around. The sun was setting, painting treetops red and showing birds the way back home. He braced himself for the next day.<br><br>As the dark night gave way to dawn and the forest began to rustle up from its slumber, Panther-paw took the sleeping Half-moon on his shoulder and stealthily made his way out of the settlement, hoping no one saw him. He reached the hillock before sunrise, and as promised his friend was there, carrying provisions. He gave Panther-paw 'trousers' to cover his legs, and a tee. Panther-paw felt awkward giving up his loin cloth to put on the trousers, which seemed to constrict his legs. His friend had just got a tee for Half-moon, but it was large for the kid's size and covered him down to his toes. His friend wished him a safe journey and back. Panther-paw thanked him, giving him a rare gemstone he'd inherited from his father, in return of his kindness. And walked ahead on his way.<br><br>Half-moon, named so since he was born on a night when the moon seemed to be exactly semi-circular, got up around sunrise, and though he was weak, he loved being carried around on his father's shoulders. Panther-paw kept telling him fantastic stories about the town and its people, and about trousers and tees along the way, hoping the child would forget his pain. They stopped thrice for food, and had wild berries and other fruits. The sun was still fairly above the horizon when Panther-paw noticed the road and the 'trucks' moving on them, some of them bigger than he'd ever seen before. As he entered what looked like the town, he went to the first person he could see, and pointing to Half-moon, uttered the most important word his friend had taught him - 'Doctor'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 13:38:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://tvmedia.ign.com/tv/image/article/870/870047/scrubs-20080428013015196-000.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"></span></span></strong><br><br>Waking up in the tranquil forest of Duolis (http://www.goway.com/asia/malaysia/ma_img/taman-negara-jungle.jpg) had it's advantages. The birds seemed to be most explosive at this time, hearing their vast calls of varying pitches spread from canopy to canopy answering one another's calls with urgency. Sophie had begun to imitate a couple of the calls and was surprised when a response came back. That's what happens when you spend too much time in the forest! You acclimatize yourself completely...some say the word would be classed as insane.<br><br>Finishing the last of her instant coffee and placing it on her small table that sat next to her seat, she was ready for the day. Checking her watch which read 5:30am she was expecting Peter, another trained medic that volunteered here in Duolis. Smoothing out her long khaki pants and white singlet from sitting down for the past hour, she needed- to organize her bag for the trip into the local town. Living in a make shift camp site she had to be organized, there were six among them that stayed in the open clearing of the forest. This would have been Sophie's twenty third trip back here, she had been coming for the past three years and had learnt so much about the local tribes...accepting and loving the way they lived, besides the way they self medicate....hence the reason she and her crew were there.<br><br>Sophie was purely business, even though some say she wore her heart on her sleeve. Coming back repeatedly to Duolis was a turning point in her life, even though she was only 33 now. She felt it was all she had to live for, to help others and see them flourish every time she came back. Sophie had connected with the people of Duolis, even though she couldn't pronounce there name correctly...something like Qua.ma.at.ar.aki.<br>The Quamataraki's were a large group of tribes people, they were gentle and caring and had offered Sophie personally anything she desired. The gesture of a young boy was too much as she continuously discourages their gifts, learning to accept on hand woven baskets and other small material gifts. The sound of Peters Land cruiser was coming closer,&nbsp; the red dusty earth flowing above in a cloud like smoke. Watching as Peter got out, Sophie smiled at him as she gathered her bag. An outbreak of influenza was on the increase as too was Malaria, but her first priority was a pregnant woman.<br><br><strong>"How ya going love!</strong>" Sophie leaned in as Peter kissed her cheek, a smile was always placed on her face when she got to work with Peter...maybe it was his crazy ass driving.<br><strong>"Morning peter...How are Lilly and Scott?</strong>" Sophie always asked about Peters family as they made their way into the make shift town, knowing that there was some normality in the world which was a good thing as Peter told Sophie about his wife's life and son who was now at primary school. Opening the car window up, she took a deep breath of the cool mornings air. the temperature would change rapidly throughout the day and she normally wears layers of clothes herself, but today she would be based indoor helping a young female give birth.<br><br>The plans of the day were ever changing as the crew of six usually works in pairs, Peter would work as a nurse as he helped and watched over Sophie this morning while she helped deliver a still birth baby.<br>&nbsp;God! Even though the thought pained her of having to explain why their child had died, the people of Quamatarki seemed to have an understanding anyway of what was healthy in their body and not so healthy. Sophie jumped out the car as soon as Peter pulled up, grabbing her large bag full of the usual mixtures of antidotes, anti venom, antibacterial products, needles, thermometers etc. she headed straight to the thatched house that laid to the east side of the tribe. the screams of agony were enough to draw her attention of where she needed to go. Sophie was on full alert as she looked at her patient, her blood loss severe as she realized the woman was trying to carve the baby out of her body with a blunt knife.<br><div align="center">***</div>After an hour of work on the woman's body, Sophie was happy with her work as she fell back onto the hard earth. Looking at the sleeping woman named Juana, she knew she had done her possible best to stitch her back up and remove the still birth. Continuing the same ritual that she knows the tribes keep, Sophie wrapped the dead child up in the thick vines of leaves and covered her in soil. Waiting for the mothers awakening where they will hold a ritual for the young soul...sometimes the days dragged on, wondering when her 6 weeks were up and she would be flown back home. Other times, she appreciated being only one of six other doctors within this area.<br>A loud discussion outside made Sophie stand up and leave the quietness of the Juana's home. "<em>...Peter</em>" she thought she heard. Knowing that the woman had about another 4 hours of deep sleep before her drugs would waver off, Sophie Exited from the hut and looked at a young boy she had never seen before, but smiled at her through scared eye's. Her own blue eye's locked with his as she glanced over his baggy clothes, realizing he was sitting on the shoulders of a man..the father it seemed as he was looking straight at her.<br><br>There was&nbsp; something strange about the couple, they did not seem comfortable in the clothes they wore, but non the less Sophie smiled as she spoke, "<strong>hello.. can I help you"</strong> Turning to the side to look at Peter who shrugged back at her, she guessed that this man couldn't speak much or any English. Pointing to herself she spoke slowly and said <strong>"Doctor...me.."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>10-03-2011, 14:36:07</strong>
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				Panther-paw had been trying to explain to the man about his son suffering from the black fever, but found himself not able to communicate at all. He knew a few words of English, ones which his friend had taught him, but he couldn't think of any which would be helpful here. Pointing to Half-moon, he kept repeating the word "Doctor", afraid that he was probably not pronouncing the word correctly, or that his friend might not have memorized the correct pronunciation. And then suddenly the door opened, and a woman came out.<br><br>Panther-paw was almost blinded by her beauty. He couldn't utter a word, his mouth was hanging open at the lovely sight before his eyes - her light brown hair, her lovely blue eyes, her beautiful face, her glowing smile. She looked very different from the women in his tribe, or even his friend's tribe. She even looked different from the other townswomen he had seen coming to the jungle in their 'trucks'. She pointed to herself and repeated the word "Doctor". He was happy and relieved that he was saying it right the whole time. <br><br>Her face and manners seemed to be having a calming influence on him. He wasn't sure how to state his problem to her, so he pointed to Half-moon, and acted out coughing, and heavy breathing, and shivering, trying to tell her the symptoms his little child was going through. He touched his child's skin and then acted as though his hand felt the heat, trying to show her that Half-moon had a fever. He then held his son out, offering her to take him and check him. He remembered the other word he had to say, and uttered it hesitantly, <strong>"Pleez."</strong><br><br>It was then that he noticed how shapely her body was and how graceful every movement of hers. Though he was worried about his son, and tired from the long excursion to the town, he could feel a kind of attraction towards her. He leaned a little closer and smelled her, since she smelled very different from the women in his tribe. He smiled, and said, <strong>"Wow"</strong> . His friend had heard townspeople say that when they smelled a wild flower and liked it.
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				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 12:19:13</strong>
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				The man standing in front of her had the most amazing darkest set of eyes she had ever seen before, blinking a few times while shaking her head lightly she focused back to the boy on the mans shoulders. The child was a little shy it seemed as Sophie noticed there were signs&nbsp; of a fever, his body was slouched over some and there looked like to be remnants of a white paste around his small mouth. Needing a closer examination, but not wanting to feel as though she was snatching the mans child. Sophie wanted to try to talk to the father, but as she was about to speak he was already trying to speak through the use of his body.<br><br>Watching closely as the man was doing his best to describe the symptoms she knew what it was. <strong>"Black fever...Peter, Would you get the Isopanic needle from my bag please, we need to keep this boy warm otherwise he may convulse.</strong>" As Peter ran off to get her things, she was about to touch the boys arm when his father was already taking him off his shoulders and passing him to her. It was strange really, even though he clearly couldn't speak her language nor could she understand his, they managed to quickly work together.<br>Sophie held onto the boy and hoped she wouldn't break his tiny frame, he was much frailer than she imagined as the shirt he was wearing was swimming on him. Placing him on her hip, she moved quickly with her hands and felt for irregularities on his chest. Making sure to work on the child's body smoothly and slowly because she understood each case was different, some people liked to be touched and others there was no helping.<br><br>Sophie smiled at the young boy as he seemed to be comfortable with her light touches, he seemed to be about 6 years of age, just a few years younger than her boy at home. Keeping her eyes on the boy she began to speak as she waited for Peter.<br>&nbsp;"<strong>Ok..he is just at the first stage of the fever, however we will give him some medication and he will need to rest..I think that." </strong>Cutting herself off she moved her head to the side awkwardly, realizing that the man was sniffing her and obviously couldn't understand a word she was saying anyway. The one single word from his mouth made Sophie smile. Even though she felt very uncomfortable about getting sniffed, it was an experience she wouldn't forget...or was that from the way his eyes held onto hers or how his full lips stretched out the word 'WOW".&nbsp; Moving aside quickly to show that it wasn't appropriate for him to be sniffing her, she still held tightly onto the boy. <em><strong>"That will be enough of that thank you..." </strong></em><br><br>Peter brought out the needle out from Sophie's bag and moved closer to the boy, Sophie could see the boys eyes fill with fear as the liquid squirted out from the tip of the needle. "<strong><em>Wait Peter</em>...not here, we will move him to tent three."</strong> Sophie began to move in the direction of tent until Peter explained that all the free tents are currently occupied. There was no where else for the boy and he was in desperate need for a bed and some nutrition, Sophie could only think of one other place.<br><strong>"He will have to come back to the camp...I'm sorry Peter, but he is only a child and he needs medical support.</strong>" Peter was trying his best to persuade Sophie that her idea wasn't so great, but she was always so persistent and pretty much always got her way. As Peter walked away from her with his eyebrows scrunched tightly&nbsp; together as the anger starting to be clear on his face, Sophie smiled back to the young child and then back to the father. Wondering how she would place the words or hand actions she would need to use, she passed the boy back over to him. <strong>"Me...Sophie.....Doctor Sophie."</strong> Ok now to the point more like it, Pointing at the boy and then back to herself and then away, she only hoped the man could understand her. "<strong>Come with me....to my home...."</strong> Pointing back to peters truck, she watched as the boy was beginning to cough. The loud liquid noise from his throat told her that he also had a chest infection, she had to seriously look over the boy.<br><br>Taking the mans hand slowly as he held onto his son, Sophie pointed to the truck up ahead. "<strong>You..me...go..now</strong>" Gradually pulling his hand, she hoped he understood and that they needed to go somewhere else. Sophie hadn't thought of what the others back at her camp would think, but come on this was a young child that was in need to urgent medical care. The firm grip of the man was reassuring as she approached the car, wondering if he had seen one before or knew what it's purpose was.
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				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 23:46:52</strong>
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				Panther-paw was trying his best to be alert, to try and understand as much as he could of what was going on in front of him. He was worried about Half-moon, and though the sweet lady's presence seemed to comfort him and allay his fears, he didn't want to feel completely left out of the goings-on. The lady kept asking the man to get something or the other, and the man obeyed. Panther-paw watched fascinated, as this was new to him. Even the wife of the tribe's chief didn't order tribesmen to do things for her, even though she could make the tribeswomen do her bidding anytime. And here was the sweet angelic lady, getting a man to do things for her. Panther-paw, for the first time in his life, felt respectful towards a lady. <br><br>And he could see Half-moon liked her, and she seemed to be confident in holding the child. Her grip was a mother's grip - gentle and yet steady and tight - something which Panther-paw himself hadn't mastered. She felt the child's chest, and smiled at him. Panther-paw was taken aback when she started saying something to him, his eyes reflecting his clueless state. <br><br>She moved away a little and he immediately realized he'd made it too obvious he was smelling her. He didn't want her to think he was after her or wanted to court her, so he took a step back, and looked down. The man was back soon, and he took out a little dart. Panther-paw hadn't seen such a dart before, but he was worried about his son now. Half-moon seemed petrified of the dart too, especially when liquid oozed out of it, not very different from the poison tipped ones they used to kill man eaters. Panther-paw opened his mouth to say something so that the man would stop, but he realized he was awfully short of words. But to his relief, the lady stopped the man from using the dart. The two then had an argument over something, and Panther-paw noticed once more the spark in her eyes when she was putting her point across, as though she didn't want to concede even the smallest ground to the man. And she won.<br><br>He noticed the victorious smile on her face as she came to her, and a look of affection for Half-moon as she handed the child over to him. Little did he know, that the word she then said would be imprinted on Panther-paw's mind for the rest of his life... <em>Sophie</em>.... <strong>"Doctor So... feee..." </strong>he slowly repeated, as though enjoying the feel of saying out the name on his tongue. And he smiled.<br><br>She was motioning him and Half-moon to follow her, and he nodded. He knew, having come this far, he had to do whatever needed to be done for his little child. And she seemed trust-worthy, someone who'd protect his son from the disease, and him from the bad people in the town, like the man with her. Panther-paw made a mental note that <em>'Come with me'</em> meant calling someone to take him somewhere. <br><br>Half-moon was coughing again, and a look of worry crossed Sophie's face. Panther-paw saw her worried, and though he was worried too, he felt indebted to her for having put herself to their cause right from the moment she'd met them. And then she did something totally unexpected, reaching out and holding his hand. At first Panther-paw was too shocked to realize anything, but slowly as he felt her soft warm hand on his skin, he couldn't help but feel reassured about his son's health. And he held her hand tight. He was saying a silent prayer, thanking the Sun God for sending down an angel to help him and his son, when they reached the truck.<br><br>Sophie looked back at him as they reached the truck, and he couldn't stop himself from saying out loud <strong>"Truck"</strong>, and nodding, as though trying to tell her he knew some things about the modern world. They went to the back seat, and as the truck whirred to life, Half-moon clutched his father tight. Panther-paw had heard the noise before and he ran a comforting hand on his son's back, muttering sweet nothings to relax him. As they moved through the densely forested path, with Half-moon lying asleep on his lap, Panther-paw looked out the window and noticed how fast the trees seemed to pass them by. He could see some monkeys jumping from tree to tree following their jeep. He looked at Sophie, sitting in front, looking out her window with tired, somewhat sad eyes. And then he noticed an ant walking on her neck. He quickly reached out, and swatted the ant away, taking Sophie and the other man by surprise. As the truck skidded to a loud screeching break, leading to monkeys screeching overhead, the man turned back and started shouting at Panther-paw.<br><br>Panther-paw looked at him, angry and yet helpless. He then looked at Sophie, and took his finger, ran it along her arm, and upon reaching her shoulder, pinched her lightly. She kept staring at him for a few moments, and then burst out laughing. Panther-paw was confused, but she kept laughing and saying <strong>"Ant... It was an ant, Peter."</strong> And so Panther-paw learnt another word, <em>ant</em>. He looked back at Peter again, who shrugged and started the truck. And then he noticed his son was laughing too, while looking at Sophie. Her laughter was so infectious it had made the little child forget his pain. Panther-paw smiled as he ran his fingers through his son's hair, and looked at Sophie. The angel with an infectious laughter that took all pain away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 12:21:46</strong>
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				A constant smile was on Sophie's lips as she heard the quite chant of her name being repeated from the back seat, the man was obviously trying to get his tongue around her name and she liked the way he was pronouncing it. He had surprised her in fact,&nbsp; he had known the word truck and said it with such a clear expression like an excited child when they begin to learn to first speak.<br>&nbsp;The group of medics generally had one major rule going on. They weren't allowed to get too close to anyone as they were here to serve only one purpose, which was only for medical support only. Sophie disregarded that stupid rule straight away though, she couldn't understand how anyone couldn't open up and be a councilor or a friend among the tribes people. Coming back for the past 3 years now, how couldn't she become closer to these beautiful and simply lived people.<br><br>The journey went quick as they drove along the red dusty road back to their camp site, she didn't realize that Peter was going to come with them, but she guessed he was an old school gentleman and wouldn't leave her alone without support...or with a strange man which she knew little of. "<strong>Thanks Peter...I know I can be a pain in the butt at times..<em>ok most times</em></strong>" Sophie smiled and touched his arm lightly as she joked with him. The smile on Peter's face and the shake of his head showed her that he was no longer so pissed at her as he focused on the trail. Looking behind her she checked on the father and son, wondering what their names were and if she would be able to pronounce it..maybe in time if the son's symptoms needed further examination.<br><br>&nbsp;Turning back around as her gaze held into the distant trees, she got the fright of her life from the man behind her. Jumping quickly in her seat, Peter stopped the car immediately and went absolutely nuts at the man...it was all so quick...and that smell. Looking at the mans hand a large Dueling hunting ant (http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2696/4095546548_99eb11c727_z.jpg) was crushed in his palm, the smell was evident as it was so close to her nose...god! if she had been bitten, she would have swelled up like a tomato. Trying to calm Peter down, Sophie just broke out laughing as Peter began to drive off again. Peter was not warming to the man at all, but he always placed himself out of the groups to begin with...was here purely on medical grounds, but he knew how Sophie involved herself much to his dismay. "<strong>It's all good...I'm just glad I didn't get bitten...remember the last time I came here and the effect it had on me</strong>" Quieting her laugh, she coughed and pointed to their camp that was coming up...wondering how much she could teach the tribe man while they were helping his son. "<strong>This is our camp...a home away from a home.</strong>"<br><br>As the car pulled to a stop, Sophie got out and went straight for the young boy even though his dad had him. "<strong>Can I...please..</strong>" Holding her hands out she took the boy in her arms and it warmed her heart how he had come so easily to her. Stroking his thick hair made her realize how much she missed her own son.<br>Walking towards the large camp site, Sophie entered the central tent that held all their medical equipment and stored many spare beds. It was an large enclosed square tent where she would be able to treat the boy privately. Whispering to the boy, she kept her smile always bright when she spoke to him. He seemed to work well with her which she thought was just a blessing, even though she could see how much he was straining as he looked absolutely wiped out. "<strong>Ok honey...I would like for you to lie down...that's it..good boy.</strong>" Stroking his head and whispering lightly, he laid down in the stretcher that Peter had unfolded for her. It wasn't much, but it was comfort off the ground and she would be able to work around him then while she gives him a shot of antibiotics for the fever and an autoimmune saver for his system.<br><br>With busy hands Sophie turned to the father and nodded, "<strong>It's going to be alright, but you were right to bring him</strong>" taking out the needle from her pocket, she cleaned a spot on the boys arm and slid it into his skin without a problem. As Sophie counted from one to five, the boy was out at number three. The father and the child must have traveled a long distance, she could see how wiped out they both were and wasn't sure where they were from. Writing a few notes down on a medical record sheet, she named the boy <em>Tobby</em> and gave a descriptive detail of his ailments.<br>"<strong>Ok...he will need some rest. Would you like some too?</strong>" Noticing Peter had taken off from the tent, Sophie got up and pulled another stretcher closer to them without haste. Patting the thick material she couldn't offer much at the moment besides the comfort of a bed and next to his son. "<strong>Please..rest, you are safe here.</strong>"<br>Knowing she couldn't wonder too far from the tent, she decided to use this time to check through the medical files of the local people and make sure they were up to date...a little bit of paper work didn't hurt anyone, even if she would be in the same room as the two travelers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 23:13:30</strong>
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				<em>Camp</em>, Panther-paw made sure he repeated the word a few times in his mind, so as to remember it. <em>Sofeee</em> was saying a lot of things, but he could catch only an odd word here or there. With her gesturing towards things though, he found it easier to remember words by associating them with different objects or places. <br><br>His eyes lit up everytime she held Half-moon in her arms, realizing how comfortable she made his son feel. The little boy was unfortunate not to have his mother by his side at a tough time like this, but the doctor lady's touch seemed to be as healing as a mother's caress for him. She made the other man open up a bed, and put the child on it. Panther-paw noticed how she kept on whispering something to the boy, even though she knew he wouldn't understand. And those words were working.<br><br>She was talking to him, he noticed and snapped out of his thoughts. She kept nodding and smiling, as though trying to tell him things were going to be fine. He smiled in return too, but soon a concerned look shadowed his face when she took out the dart. He moved forward, trying to stop her, and then suddenly his worried eyes fell on Half-moon, resting on the bed, smiling as he was gazing at the doctor's face. <em>My first born is as brave as his father is and his forefathers were</em>, Panther-paw thought, and scolded himself for behaving like a coward. Even as the dart pierced his skin, the little boy was smiling at the lovely face over his. And he faded into sleep in a flash.<br><br>Panther-paw moved closer to check if things were alright, but when Sofeee turned and started talking to him, he realized the boy was safe. The lovely doctor then opened up another bed near Half-moon's and motioned him towards it, saying <em>Pleez</em>. He smiled, took her hand into his and touched it to his head, showing his gratitude to her. He then lied down on the bed, wondering how strange the day had been, and how good his decision to sneak into the town was. If he hadn't, his son's life would have been in danger. And, he wouldn't have met the lovely Sofee.<br><br>He could see her busy with her scrolls. He had seen such scrolls and quills earlier when he'd visited his friend. Only the elders in his tribe used scrolls, so as to remember forever the important secrets of nature - like which plant's leaves helped treat which disease, or how many stars were on the horizon early in the morning. Just then it struck him that he could give something to the doctor in return of all her help so far. He rose from his bed, went to her table, took something out of his pocket and kept it in front of her. And he uttered <em>"Pleez. For you."</em> It was a feather of the rarest wild bird in the jungle, the red goshawk (http://ih0.redbubble.net/work.6696594.1.flat,550x550,075,f.red-goshawk.jpg).<br>
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				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 13:52:42</strong>
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				Going through the medical records, she didn't even have to look behind her to know if the father and son were sleeping. The large make shift tent was absolutely quiet and that was doing her head in already. Sophie wasn't one to sit and push pen to paper, that's why she came out towork here, particularly on the field. Tammy was the younger volunteer that usually does all the paper work as such, but the call for all the doctors and helpers were great in the village this week from the growing problems of diseases. Here she was sitting on a chair and sorting out paperwork...a slight movement next to her caught her off guard as she jumped a little seeing the father of the son look at her.<br>&nbsp;<br>Sophie understood his words and smiled as he passed the beautiful red feather of a bird she had only witnessed from afar. Her smile widened as she turned in her swivel chair and faced him.<strong> "This is for me....oh my, <em>thank you</em>..."</strong> taking the feather from his hand, she realized how gentle his words had been, feeling a little rude not even knowing the man's name. <strong>"What is your name"</strong> Sophie took his hand softly as he let go of the feather and she placed it carefully on the desk. <br><strong>"Please...your name...." </strong>Sophie pointed to herself with her other hand and spoke softly, <strong>"Me...Sophie"</strong> then pointed to the man and said <em><strong>"you..." </strong></em>letting him fill in the words.<br><br>Her finger absent mindlessly stroked his palm as she listened to him and tried to pronounce his name, before another noise suddenly got her attention. A slight ruffling of the tent entrance made her look out towards it and she couldn't help, but notice Peter standing with food in his hands, the disappointment clear on his face. <strong>"Are you ok Sophie...I shouldn't have left you I'm so sorry"</strong> Peter walked fast towards her and she stood up letting go of the man's hand trying to reassure Peter that she was fine. <strong>"Peter, everything is fine...You have food...Great! I am starved!"</strong> Taking the tray of assorted fruits, bars, nuts, chocolates and sandwiches, she placed it down on the table where she was sitting. Looking at the man's son and knowing he would be asleep for a little while, she took a ripe nectarine and gave it to the man. <strong>"Eat..please.."</strong> placing it to her mouth slowly, her lips enveloped the surface as her teeth bit into the juicy flesh, she wanted to show the man that it was safe to eat it. <br>Taking another Nectarine she offered it to him and said once again, <strong>"eat."</strong> As Sophie bit into the soft orange flesh once again, the juice ran straight down her throat and she smiled from the mess she was making.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 12:16:30</strong>
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				Panther-paw's heart jumped with delight as Sofee accepted his gift with a smile. He wanted to get more gifts for her, and resolved to do so once Half-moon was back at home, cured of his sickness. She said 'Thank you' with her smile, and he'd heard it before as well. He realized the word was to be used when someone offered something to him. He nodded as he realized Sofee was trying to ask his name, asking him how he was called by the others. He replied, pointing to himself, aping the lady's gestures, <strong>"Me... Krum..."</strong> he uttered his name, holding up the panther paw dangling as a locket around his neck. <strong>"So-feee"</strong>, he pointed at her again, <strong>"Krum"</strong>, and back at himself.<br><br>He could feel her hand on his as his name emerged from her lovely red lips. His eyes were captivated by her glowing face, she was so close to him for the first time since they'd met, and no one was around to disturb. He was amazed at how quickly she'd warmed up to him, and felt stirrings in his heart when near her too. And then suddenly the spell broke when the tent opened up and the evil man came in. His face showed anger at what he saw, and as he charged towards the two of them, Krum turned towards him, ready to pounce on him at the slightest provocation. But So-fee stood up and handled everything well.<br><br>Krum smiled again as she offered him the fruit, and learnt the word 'eat' as well. This day was turning out to be a good one for learning the town's language. As he took the fruit from her, he said in a long drawn way, <strong>"Thenk yuu"</strong> and smiled. Even as he took a bite out of his fruit, his eyes were&nbsp; riveted on the lovely woman in front of him, tearing into the fruit like a huntress, reveling in the feeling of its juices dropping down her skin. He chuckled at her mischief, and made sure the next bite he took of his fruit, he let the juices flow freely along his chin and neck too. He then picked up a grape, looked at her with a naughty grin, threw it up a few feet in the air, and opened his mouth to catch it back. <br><br>He looked at the tray again, mystified by the nuts and the chocolates and the sandwiches - shapes that he hadn't seen before, and food that he didn't recognize. He picked up a cashewnut apprehensively, and ate it. A smile crossed his face as he loved the taste of it. He smiled and nodded to Sofee again, picked up a cashewnut and threw it in the air, higher this time than the grape. And he moved a couple of steps to the right to be in the perfect position to catch it in his mouth. He put his tongue out, with the nut on it, to show her that he had indeed caught it. <br><br>He then held up another cashewnut in his hand, only this time he didn't throw it up in the air. He gestured that he was going to throw it at Sofee. He looked at her, and opened his mouth wide, asking her to be ready for the throw. He was having a great time with his new friend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 00:48:44</strong>
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				The way Krum said his name was too precious,&nbsp; her smile widen as he rolled the K making it sound so much more exotic than she really have thought it should. her eye's looked over his chiseled features and she had noticed how handsome he was, she laughed as he was now examining the food that Peter had brought in. <strong>"It's amazing isn't it Peter, what we take for granted. Even the simple delights of food....or these small appetizers."<br></strong><br>Peter didn't take much notice of Krum as he played a small game with the nuts, but Sophie watched as he managed to throw the nut almost to the roof of the tent and then catch it between his teeth. <strong>"Impressive..."</strong> As his attention turned to her, she saw the focus in his eye's and the gesture of planning to have her join in the game. Taking a nut off the tray, she simply threw it up in the air and missed her mouth. A cackle of a laugh broke out from her as she quickly grabbed another and managed to get the second in her mouth. A loud cough turned her attention back to Peter who didn't seem impressed by Sophie's behavior either.<br><em><strong>"Well then..." </strong></em>Sophie muttered as she walked back to Krum's son quietly with a more serious look on her face.<br><br>Watching the peaceful state of the young boy, she stroked the soft dark hair off his forehead and checked his pulse with her other hand. <strong>"He is breathing regularly...."</strong> Sophie placed a small machine that took a couple of readings from a few pulse pads that she placed on his arms and legs, reading the screen as it lit up with bright green words. <strong>"Ok, he needs to be given an antiviral dose every 8 hours for the next 48 hours. Krum.."</strong> Getting his attention she smiled and waited for him. <strong>"I would like him to stay here. Stay at this camp. Peter and I will move him tomorrow and find a tent for you both to stay in while we treat....him."</strong> Sophie looked to Krum, knowing he would most probably miss all of that she explained. Pointing at Krum she said <strong>"Krum."</strong> Then she moved her finger and pointed at his son and said <strong>"name"</strong><br><br>Since the boy was still sleeping soundly, she decided to take it on herself and teach Krum a few more words so that he could understand a little the basics. <strong>"Peter, would you mind looking over Krum's son, he is done pretty heavily from the IV I gave him, just keep monitoring him."</strong> Sophie didn't want to have to ask permission of Peter, but she knew he was weary of her being alone with any man.<strong> "Krum and I will just be outside the tent, I will do my very best to try to explain to him Peter, that all ok."</strong> Sophie took hold of Krum's wrist and pulled him softly along with her. Looking back at Peter quickly, <strong>If I need anything Peter, I will holler and the same goes with you.</strong><br><br>There were two camping chairs at the front of the tent, Sophie gestured with her hand for Krum to sit and sat down herself. <strong>"Ok, English one o' one Krum" </strong>she smiled widely as she wondered how the hell she was going to try to pull this off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 09:08:34</strong>
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				Krum was crazy with delight at Sofee's efforts to mimic his tricks with nuts, and was giggling when she managed to position her mouth right in the second nut's path. But then the other man coughed, and he could see that Sofee decided to stop the game because of him. Krum considered for a moment throwing a nut to the man, asking him to join in as well. But the man seemed angry about something, like hunters did when their target somehow squeezed itself out of their trap and ran off. Sofee got up and walked to Half-moon.<br><br>She kept talking as she looked at Half-moon, then at Krum and pointed to the child. Krum couldn't understand any of it, not even a word, as he needed her to talk a little slowly to make separate words out. But he watched her mesmerized, and kept nodding. By now, he had faith in her knowledge and her concern for the little one's health. He nodded enthusiastically, agreeing to whatever it was she wanted to be done.<br>And he smiled when he could make out that she was asking him the child's name. Krum pointed at him, and said, <strong>"Thor".</strong><br><br>Krum was smiling again, as Sofee muttered something to the other man, and then grabbed hold of Krum's hand. They were going away from the man, just the two of them. Krum turned back to look at his son again, the child was sleeping peacefully. Krum hoped the angry man would be carefully watching the child, he trusted Sofee's decision and his concerns went away. <br><br>As they sat outside, he could hear Sofee say 'English'. That was their tongue, Krum knew. He nodded, and smiled, and decided this was the right time to bring up his curiosities and ask her questions. He pointed at the car, and said aloud, <strong>"Car"</strong>, and then pointed at the tent and looked at her. He smiled and repeated her word, <strong>"Tent"</strong>. Thrice, as though committing it to his memory forever that way. He pointed towards a tree then, and learnt the word 'tree'. Within five minutes he'd also learnt watch, sky, chair, juice, shoe, bird and a few more. He was loving this game.<br><br>And then he turned to her and with a shy smile, pointed to her eyes. He repeated <strong>"Eyes"</strong> slowly after her. He liked her eyes, the way they conveyed emotions. It didn't take him more than a minute to learn nose, mouth, tongue and teeth. And then, he pointed his fingers towards her breasts, and looked up into her eyes, waiting for her to tell him what the word was for them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My fair lady (lenka and snowleo)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lenka</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 13:35:54</strong>
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				Sophie hadn't laughed as much like she had now for a long time, even though Krum was doing extremely well with learning in such a short amount of time. She found that he was easily grasping a single word just after she pointed to a particular object, repeating it once and then moving onto the next one.<br><br>Krums wide smile was too infectious, his teeth were ever so white and made her wonder what they used knowing that it wasn't simply toothpaste they kept back in their tribe. The way he used his full lips was becoming hypnotizing to her and she found her self mimicking each and every word he said....it was all becoming a fun game, but he was learning from it.<br>They worked through so many words and Sophie began to think that maybe they should have a break, she was dying for a cup of tea and a biscuit anyway.... a true English break. Krum's eye's became intensified on hers, like there was some sort of strange spell that hovered between them...she watched his lips as he slowly and more intently named a feature on her body, pointing to it, but not touching as he spoke. It was when he pointed to her breasts that his gaze made her frozen. Sophie suddenly became conscious that her chest was raising up quite rapidly and hoped her nipples weren't standing to attention, she felt well enough and knew that it was nothing of a medical matter. It was something that laid within Krums eye's and gesture....<br><br><strong>"Breasts."</strong> she didn't want to draw un-needed attention to them, but she knew that he would have known that they were a sexual part of the female anatomy. Krum was great actually, because he didn't even stare at her small mounds as he pointed, but that was what made her freeze for the brief second. Pointing back to him, she smiled and pointed to his chest. Explaining it was chest and the females were breasts, she wouldn't get into the fine details like areola or vagina..remembering that this exercise was to learn basic English.<br><br>Sophie raised herself off the chair,<strong> "come on" </strong>walking back into the tent she headed straight for the little makeshift kitchen. Looking at Krum and gesturing for him to come in she pointed to many items that you would find in the kitchen. Making tea, she made sure she moved slowly so that Krum could watch some process she does...like making a cup of tea. Speaking slowly as she called out each object, such as "water" which she got from a bottle, then she boiled it, which she also explained. He repeated every word she said and every now and then she would say "correct"&nbsp; or "perfect". Walking over she gave a cup of tea to Peter who sighed with appreciation and said Thor was stabilized and still asleep, she then walked back into the kitchen taking a few different biscuits with her, knowing they had a little more time to maybe work on a sentence or two. <strong>"Take these please Krum.."</strong> she gave the jar of biscuits to him and walked outside with two cups of tea, placing them on the table outside that was between the two seats.<br><br>Sophie took the cup and cradled it between her palm, fer fingers wrapping around the cup as she raised it to her lips...<em><strong>"Aaaahhhhh..."</strong></em> she moaned and smiled at Krum before placing it back down on the table. Taking a chocolate biscuit, she bit off the opposite corners, held one end just at the top of the hot liquid and began to suck through the biscuit. Pulling it back out again quickly she bit into it just before it fell off from becoming melted, all the while smiling like a little kid as she left the chocolate stain around the rim of her lips.. <strong>"You try now Krum"</strong> She nodded as she finished the rest of the melted biscuit in one last bite. This was one of Sophie's luxuries while away from home. She always kept a massive stock of Tim Tams in the kitchen, knowing that she often craved for the sweetness of chocolate...<strong><em>"chocolate.." </em></strong>she said with a full mouth, trying not to laugh and show all the brown sugar coating her teeth momentarily.
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