Snippet #1489176

Cyrus pulled his daughter into a tight embrace when she came to hug him. She was his pride and joy, anyone could see, even if her mother had only been some broad that was killed on camera almost directly after Heaven's birth. They didn't tell Heaven that, of course, merely told her that her mother had gotten very sick when Heaven wasn't even a year old. As it was Balazar tradition, they had to shoot the woman to keep the deadly contagious disease from spreading throughout the house. 'We are a proud people,' He explained to Heaven when she asked why they had to kill her, 'If we let the illness spread, it might have killed off the entire family. Now who's going to create a new generation of Balazars if we're all sick or dead?'. He was a good actor, he had to be, and even summoned fake tears to his eyes as he told Heaven of her mother's make belief fate.

"Morning Heaven," He told her softly as she kissed him, before lowering himself into the chair he'd pulled up beside Sydney.

A grin spread accross the kiss, first from the kiss, then from the visible movement in her belly. He placed a fond hand on the bump- his child, created with a woman he truly loved. Anyone in the house could tell her was extremely excited for the baby- so excited that only the day before he'd merely shrugged at the mess left by Asher and Jezebel in the living room.

When he heard Sydney's words of the coming child, he gazed up at her with adoration in his gaze, "I can't wait," He told her quite simply.

Upstairs, Asher was finishing off his second cigarette of his day. He pushed the butt into the beer can again, then glanced around his room through pupils that were now becoming quite dilated. If his mind wasn't so full of the mist of intoxication, the beginning effects he was experiencing would indicate that he had ingested his new creation. This pill, a kind of ectasy sporting a pink color and a dove stamp, was a mixture of cocaine, ketamine, and just a little bit of MDMA.

Slowly, he lifted himself to a stand, and started towards the door. The bathroom would be his first stop before he would fnally go downstairs to see his family. Not for long though, he knew it was urgent his crops be tended to. Besides, breakfast wasn't really in the question for him today- this particular pill fought off appetite, unless for something sweet and full of sugar.