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[nagaxel]

[there's a naga curled in front of a couch in one of the busier areas of the dressing room. he's not sleeping; there's a large, mottled egg in front of him on the cushions, and he's staring at it intently. it's got a big crack running across it already, and after a few more moments, a little chunk of shell goes flying as whatever's inside starts trying to get out.]

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[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

Do not tell me you have laid an egg, Axel.

[is quite obviously joking. well, it should be obvious to Axel, anyway.]

[nagaxel]

[aaaa wtf where did you just teleport in from. >:| doesn't even look at him, actually, still focused on the egg, which another small piece just fell off of.]

If I did, it wasss in my ssleep, ssince I jusst found it here.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

How unusual. But not entirely so, considering this place.

[heads closer and leans in to examine the egg.]

[nagaxel]

[staaaaaaring at it. pokes it with a claw-- oshit, a beak just busted through the existing hole, and made it bigger, and is now squeaking plaintively.]

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

...will you assist it?

[peeeers at that beak.]

[nagaxel]

[nods, wedging a claw into the crack in the egg and wiggling it a little, prying off another bit of shell.]

Naga young have to be helped out of their eggsss when it iss time for them to hatch, or they can get wrapped up in their own coilsss and sssuffocate. I do not think thisss will have that problem, but better to be ssafe.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[starts collecting the pieces, both so no one ends up stepping/sitting/falling on them, but also because he's never seen an egg like this.]

[nagaxel]

[o u. rolls his eyes a little at Vexen being Vexen, but continues helping the egg hatch, setting the bits of shell aside as he works them loose. the thing inside is half-visible now, kicking feebly at the rest of the shell trapping it, and making plaintive mewling noises.]

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[hey shut up. keeps collecting the shell pieces, looking quite curious about the noises.]

[nagaxel]

[come over here and make me. ~C: oh, but suddenly the baby whatever-it-is is free, tumbling onto its face on the couch in a pile of damp limbs and tail, reddish fur ruffled every whichway.

leans forward hastily to keep it from falling off the couch, helping it up and smoothing the fur down, mindful of his claws.]

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[...well then, that's not something he's seen before.]

How curious...