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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]

[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...