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For how transformative this stage of Amani's life had been, she found herself surprise that nine months went by as quick as they did. Then again, it was technically closer to eight months, when those telltale signs of labor thrust the Organas into panic one early morning. Twins didn't exactly have the patience (or space) to grow a little while longer.
Realizing they were going to be taking care of two kids had been something of a cruel joke to the preparation they had already done. But they took it in stride. Two babies just meant buying twice the amount of stuff, right? They were admittedly a bit overzealous in that first month. But the Organas liked to take it as a sign that they would, or at least could, be good parents.
Before dawn had even cracked, Alicio and Amani were making a mad dash for the Halls of Healing. What better medical service to put one's faith in than the one Amani literally ran? In those final weeks, she fretted over the many what-ifs that could arise, but the procedure went smoothly and without serious issue, putting her fears to rest. And now, the first-time parents could finally meet their son and daughter.
August Organa, and Liana Organa. They were a bit on the smaller side unsurprisingly, but in otherwise good health. Liana had a pale, almost pastel green pallor. The look would probably have been rather alarming, without the context of having a mirialan mother. Over her right eye, was a blotch of fair-skinned pigment. August, on the other hand, had a whole host of blotches across his skin, including one across his left eye.
They were beautiful.
Realizing they were going to be taking care of two kids had been something of a cruel joke to the preparation they had already done. But they took it in stride. Two babies just meant buying twice the amount of stuff, right? They were admittedly a bit overzealous in that first month. But the Organas liked to take it as a sign that they would, or at least could, be good parents.
Before dawn had even cracked, Alicio and Amani were making a mad dash for the Halls of Healing. What better medical service to put one's faith in than the one Amani literally ran? In those final weeks, she fretted over the many what-ifs that could arise, but the procedure went smoothly and without serious issue, putting her fears to rest. And now, the first-time parents could finally meet their son and daughter.
August Organa, and Liana Organa. They were a bit on the smaller side unsurprisingly, but in otherwise good health. Liana had a pale, almost pastel green pallor. The look would probably have been rather alarming, without the context of having a mirialan mother. Over her right eye, was a blotch of fair-skinned pigment. August, on the other hand, had a whole host of blotches across his skin, including one across his left eye.
They were beautiful.