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Ishi was fascinated. Utterly and completely fascinated. Here he was, milling about the human crowds at a bus stop, next to a cross walk. The lines on the...'street' things were clearly marked. Humans must be in the lines. This was clearly defined. CLEARLY. Yet, mothers and children, young and old, dashed in and out of the marked areas, next to the metal creatures called 'Cars', (which the humans had tamed into obedience some generations ago obviously). The humans couldn't even obey their own rules!
No wonder Ilie hated them so much. Good snack makers, bad at everything else, these humans.
Still, a crowd was a crowd. Full of energy. A crowd was a prime center to unleash one of his loyal cardians. But...which one to call...

Ishi blocked half the sidewalk, not bothering to move to the side while he contemplated what cardian would best be able to deal with the metal beasts that carried humans too and fro, should they go wile with no humans to guide them.
Wild beasties, those cars. Just wild.

Parker had been roaming Destiny City for a few hours, ducking into every shop that looked within his price range to see if anyone sold customizable makeup mirrors. He wouldn't have to look at all if Tate hadn't been so difficult. He still didn't understand why she felt compelled to throw the mirror -- a mirror that belonged to Dani -- into the seashell-filled sand on the beach.

If it hadn't been Dani's, Parker would not have cared. But it was, and they were fighting. After hurting her feelings, now he was hurting her things. It sat like a rock in his stomach and rolled around any time he thought of her.

Which was a hell of a lot.

Giving up the search, Parker set back out onto the street, moving toward the cross walk. He didn't notice Ishi at all. He was too busy gaping at Aurora -- a girl he'd had the misfortune of meeting on multiple occasions. It was bad enough she was privileged enough to attend Crystal Academy, but in his opinion, she embodied most of his stereotypes about them too (though Parker was the kind of douche who assumed all CA girls fit that profile).

Parker waited for the WALK light to change, shot her a look, and then went back to pretending he hadn't noticed her at all.

Orf' n Fannie appeared to be lost...she clutched her tiny hands close to her chest like she was afraid someone would grab her hands and steal her away, her plushy bear 'back pack's head bobbled almost forlornly as she looked around for someone 'safe', her wide eyes watery with tears.

She saw Parker, and clattered towards him with the stiff legged trot of youth. "Mmmmmm!!!" She declared trying to choke back tears it seemed... maybe she was looking for her mommy?

The light changed, and a strange tune carried across the street. Parker paused, glancing back the way he had come to locate the source. When he looked back, the light had changed again, cars were moving, and there was a small child crying beside him.

Oh great. Kids.

Parker was about as good with kids as sandpaper was with bare a**. He grew flustered. "Ahhh, don't start crying," he said, waving one hand at her. Was this entertaining? Him waving his hand? Maybe if he made it into a duck she would stop? He contorted his hand to form the only shadow puppet he knew how to create (aside from the bird from Napoleon Dynamite). "It's a bird," he said, and then, "Where are your parents?"

There were a lot of people on the street, but none seemed to have the characteristic red-faced flailing of a parent missing a child. Maybe they hadn't noticed yet? It wasn't like he could just scream, "HEY, WHO IS MISSING THIS KID?" without entertaining the possibility of someone sinister taking her. Parker wasn't the nicest person in the world, but he wouldn't just throw some poor lost kid to the wolves like a monster.

Under his breath, Parker muttered, "I guess you're my problem for a while," and continued glancing around the street. Was there a police officer nearby?

((Given the go ahead to post, Vamps will jump in whenever Ishi wants to post :3 ))

-Her stare gradually softened as she felt someone else's arm brush against hers, noticing the light finally. It was time to walk, she began to move instinctively, pausing after only a step. But.. the music..?

And Parker.

Her eyes drifted back to Parker, only spotting the little girl beside him now that the crowd around him had began to dispurse. Alarm bells sounded. But not the right alarm.

What was he doing with that little girl!? She thought Parker was horrible. But ***** or kiddynapper horrible? She could only hope not.

Fighting against the crowd, she attempted to cut the distance between the two of them, forgetting about her attempts to cross the street and the mysterious music.-

Her bottom lip quivered at the mention of taking her anywhere, a -dangerous- kind of quiver. The first hint of a big wet honest to god -tear- welled up in the corner of one big watery eye.

She shook her head and stretched her arms out for a hug. Just a hug... that was all
And a little energy... but they'd never miss that right?

Parker stared down at the little girl who reached for a hug. A hug? Damn, he was already offering his hand to her! So far, he had been pretty good with the kid, but that didn't mean he was the nurturing or paternal type. He just knew that it was wrong to abandon a kid under any circumstances. If there was something he could do to prevent that, he would, especially when it just meant walking a kid to the police station.

And apparently a hug.

Sighing, he opened his other arm and started to lean forward, but Aurora's voice stopped him short. He'd forgotten she was even there, and suddenly he stiffened. "Do you know this girl?" From her tone, it sounded like she did. Why else would she stop to ask? Parker let his arms fall back down, but he was still crouched on the sidewalk next to the child, even though it meant staring up at Aurora.

"No I don't" -She stated matter of factly, flatly even. It was terrible of her.. just as terrible as he was that she'd written him off and no longer tried to be nice to him. But she didn't. The child however saved him from any tones of attitude.- "Boys aren't always wonderful with children or younger siblings." -She offered after a moment, some sort of reasoning if he would accept it. He didn't need to know that she'd worried for a moment that he was a ***** smiled softly down to the little girl, not noticing the shift of Orf.. or perhaps she had, but it'd looked just like the shifting of fabric on a moving back. Reguardless, she watched the two for a moment, finding herself, atleast momentarily less disgusted by the boy.- "I'm guessing you don't either than."