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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:28 am
D heaved a heavy sigh, flopped upon one of the empty plush couches that faced the television. The set was turned off, thankfully, and he was covered with two plush animals - the wolf that Faolan loved dearly, and a blue dog-like mozou plush he'd recieved as a gift. The baby ghost had taken a fondness for resting upon D's shoulder, or (when the man was sitting) curling up in his lap or creeping up to settle upon his chest.
It was strange, having a baby ghost wrapped around your person, but to D it was also the most natural thing in the world.
Today though, the pink-haired guardian was utterly exhausted. Work had been hell and he was frantically trying to budget out a baby's room for Faolan. The apartment they had was much too small, but it was the only decent place D could afford~!
So, they'd have to make do. For now, the babies room would be in with D. He'd set the crib up next to the bed, and the changing table on the adjacent wall besides the door. That would give him time to clear out his office and (perhaps) turn it into a childs room. Ugh - he'd have to worry about that later. If it wasn't one thing, it was something else, and today was filled with unnecessary worries.
D's thoughts were heavy - bills, money, his job, his children, future parental worries and anxieties - the list went on and on. So he'd dropped in at the headquarters to get away from the demons that lurked in the shadows at home. Besides, it would do Faolan some good to get to know his brethren. Maybe Sara and her baby ghost would be around. . .
As it was his luck, the place was empty. Figured.
Blowwwww-urlgh! Faolan gurgled in his head, squirming a bit upon D's chest. The wand jabbed into his ribs, but D ignored it. All the bruises were accepted with love and adoration for his growing boy.
"That's right, it IS quiet here. You like the silence?" He muttered softly, peering down his chest at the ghost.
The baby shook his fist and wand in response. CooaAHha!.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:45 am
A dripping wet Kishi padded down the hallway towards the rec area. She's been in the fountain perhaps a minute when she'd decided that it was far too cold to see if she was a better swimmer now that she was bigger. A large fluffy blue towel was wrapped around the girl held closed in one hand with her other clutching her wand but it didn't prevent puddles of water from forming everywhere she went.
The young succubus walked with unease her steps small and unsure. Though the dailey practise helped she was still unsteady on her feet and likely would be for the next few weeks as she finished adjusting to her body.
Kishi had been planning to dry off on the couch while watching a movie but apparently this new guardian had other plans. The annoyance she felt was mometary before her normal desire to seek out her ghost like kin took over.
" Hello there I'm Kishi and I live here who are you and who is the ghost?" Kishi asked the pink haired man from behind.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:00 am
D blinked, shifting his position (carefully~!) to peer behind his shoulder. The question had seemed a bit on the demanding side, but . . . a look proved that the source was nothing but a child. A kid. And from the statement alone, he had to assume she was one of the wand-children.
"Uh - - " His mind grasped for words, even as Faolan made a few baby whines and whimpers from having his position jarred. "It's nice to meet you, Kishi," D remembered his manners before continuing, "I'm D and this little one here is Faolan."
The brown ghost floated up with a curious air, moving over D's shoulder to further study the child. Blarghhh-it! GhoDOAdah. . .
The wolf was particularly talkative today, and responded well to peoples voices. He even responded to the radio and television, D had noticed, though he liked to believe the baby was happiest when with him.
D held onto the two plushies, keeping them from falling to the floor as he pushed himself up in his seat. The girl was dripping wet and he was at a loss of words. Her questions had truly caught him off guard.
"Have a . . . nice . . swim?" Or shower? D really couldn't tell. Wasn't it freezing outside? Maybe she was an ice dragon or some sort of creature reborn with an affinity for the cold. Who knew when it came to these sorts of children.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:36 am
Kishi smiled " It's nice to meet both of you." That said she gave something between a bow and curtsy ( which she'd seen on t.v) that resultsed in her landing on the floor with a slight *thump*.
At this she laughed even thought she hurt a little. " It was really cold swimming and I was only in for a bit becuase I wanted to see if I swimmed better becuase I'm bigger then when I last was in the fountain."
Kishi gave a sad sigh at that "I guess I'll have to go to a yucky pool with chlorine in it to see if I swim better now." That was a sad thought since the chemical would likely sting her eyes and nose and make swimming no fun at all.
Kishi let her eyes travel from guardian to ghost she'd never seen anyone coloured like Faolan before. The other had all been bright or rich colours that really stood out. Not that this made Falon less than any of the others just different.
" Does Faolan like other people and girls?" she asked before attempting to get up again. The last thing she wanted to do was upset the babyghost becuase it wouldn't like her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:50 am
D followed along with what the girl had to say, eyebrows raising as she hit the floor. But, seeing as she hadn't screamed or cried or thrown a fuss because of it, he had to assume she was all right.
D was slightly surprised by the girls observations with water, but the shock didn't last long. Why wouldn't one swim in this weather? And why wouldn't one choose a fountain as the water source? It made sense - the city didn't have many lakes and streams, so a fountain would do best.
"Well, maybe when the weather gets nicer, you can find a lake or stream," they weren't the cleanest but they were chlorine free, and some of them weren't terribly polluted.
Faolan had jumped, a bit starteled by the girls fall, and ducked down behind D's shoulder. The little ghost, clinging tight to his wand, slowly peeked over his guardian's shoulder. Blurghit aahuho? His "voice" cooed quietly, questioningly.
D glanced from Kishi to Faolan, then back again. It was true that this girl was NOT shy, and she certainly didn't have a problem asking questions. Or talking for that matter! "I uh - he seems to like others all right. He can be a bit shy sometimes, but once he spends some time with them, he seems to like them all right." D wasn't entirely sure, to be hoenst. He'd only ever met a small handful of others and had displayed caution with each meeting.
"I don't think he's ever met any girls, though - so you may be the first." Sure, there was Sara, but Faolan had seemed much more interested in her baby ghost!
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 10:07 am
Since it appeared to be ok Kishi rose to her feet and grinned at the shy baby ghost. " Don't be scared I'm nice and won't try to hurt you" she promised speaking softly.She'd had to work slowly and quietly in the past so gain Zah's and Too ya's trust so she was used to this slow one step at a time introduction thing.
"Good afternon I'd don't believe we've met before I'm Malen Kishi's father." Malen said after emerging from the portal. His arms will were filled with white pastic grocery bags and a few brand names lables could be read through the bulging bags.
" I'm sorry there was no one here to meet you when your arrived can I get you something or awnser some questions?" Malen had long ago gotten used to the fact that his home was usually occupied by one or more pairs of strangers.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 11:02 am
The baby ghost stayed close to D, but slowly, ever so slowly drifted over his shoulder to further investigate this. . . person. The baby didn't know a whole lot, but he did understand that she was different then the ghost he'd met as a wisp, and she was different than D.
But Kishi had a wand, and Kishi was bright and black all at once! The colours were unusual, and he liked it. Griglah! Boahghle aeooOOoya! He chattered silently to D, shaking his little baby fist and wand in excitement.
One of his hands reached out for Kishi, almost as if he were greeting her!
So fascinated with Kishi, Faolan didn't even notice Malen much less give him a second look.
D watched, a small smile on his features as Kishi spoke soothingly to his son. That was a boy, he silently cheered on Faolan, hoping that his son would find some confidence with age and experience. It had to be an interesting life as a ghost . . .
And then, instead of the three of them, there were four! Doing a double take (portals always confused the very-unmagical D) and his eyes went wide with surprise. "Oh, no, it's quite all right. I mean . . " Maybe he shouldn't have entered when no one was around? Oh dear - but hadn't this place been open to everyone, anytime? Maybe he was just confused, but . . . then again . . .
"Oh I didn't mean to barge in on the place, I'd just brought Faolan in for a visit. He's a bit shy, so I'm just trying to introduce him to more of his . . . kin."
Oh, and then there were manners and introductions! "I'm D, and this here's Faolan," he reached out a hand in greeting, before hesitating and dropping it back to his side. Silly D - Malen had his hands full!
"Did you - did you want any help with that?" He could at least offer.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:08 pm
At the sign of approval from Faolan Kishi reached out a drying hand towards him. She didn't quite breach the gap between them wanting to allow the babyghost to take the final step. Having been through slow and steady introductions before in order to earn Zah and Too ya's trust she was used to this.
Malen laughed " It's fine if I can carry Ianna I can certainly carry these... don't tell her I said that now." He said winking to the pink haired man. The groceries really weren't that heavy and it would only take them a second to reach the counter.
After placing the bags down on the counter her turned to face D again. "People wander in here at all hours there's nothing wrongith you being here. Heck we have a huge library and large training room set up for visitors if they are needed. On casiosn strays like myself often get taken in. We're always open in a sense." At this Malen laughed again.
" I'm glad you're stopping by ,ever since she rew recently Kishi's been eager to meet old friends and make new ones. Really she just wants to show off."
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:31 am
The ghost child made another gurgling sound at D, watching Kishi reach out her hands to him. Did he go to her, or just stay put, content to watch. The ghost hesitated, not entirely sure, before curiousity got the best of him. Ignoring instinct, the ghost child slipped completely over D's shoulder and bridged the distance between Kishi and himself.
There! Now he could really investigate her hand.
D gave a nod as he listened to Malen, taking a self-conscious look around the rest of the room as it was discussed. Headquarters was an exceptionally large building, with all sorts of accessories and anemities to keep people coming back.
Whether it was made this large on the architectural blue prints, or whether it was something magical, D couldn't place but in the end - it didn't matter. People and their children would continue to arrive, regardless of illusion. Besides which, magical or not, there was something cozy about the place.
D liked it - it allowed him to get away from the major stress known as "the rest of his life".
Between work, bills, groceries, and keeping the kids happy, there wasn't a whole lot D could accomplish for himself. Every now and then, the once party-boy felt a desire to return to his old days - go back donning all his wild outfits, dancing from dusk until dawn with all his old friends.
But that way of life, he knew, was over. He had no desire to return to his old crowd, those who drank and did drugs, those who lived the decadent lifestyle and called it "good".
He had children to watch over now, and stress came with the territory. There was no escaping that; not now, not ever.
"Well, it makes it nice for people who want to stop by but have restricted hours. It's a nice place, for the children and their guardians."
D was glad he had stopped by too. If only he had an oppurtunity to get Faolan more interraction then when the rare oppurtunity presented itself. Maybe he'd ask Cheylir to bring him around and visit the shop when D was at work. Maybe, maybe not. Cheylir wasn't exactly "old" to begin with!
"I'm glad Kishi was here to greet the pair of us. There's nothing wrong with showing off," D grinned, glancing over to peer at Faolan and the girl. If he had giant demonic wings like her, he'd probably want to show them off too.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 10:31 am
Kishi spread the fingers on her offered hand wide, as a babyghost Faolan was too big to wind through them but he could grab one if he wanted. she wiggled them at him and giggled wishing she could hear his response. If there was one thing she disliked about kin at this age it was the fact that only their parents could hear what they were saying or trying to say.
Malen nodded and D's words " It's also a safe place since I doubt Matilda would have been careless enough in her warding to allow for people meaning harm to the ghosts to come in." This was a fortunate thing becuase Malen himself had quite a few enemies thus be default so did Kishi and the last thing he needed was for that kind of scum to get their hands on his daughter.
His eyes slid briefly over to his still dripping child "Mm while I' glad she kept you company, I know how quiet and boring it can get around". As Malen spoke he walked around the counter and began plucking things out of bags and putting them away.
" Would you like a snack and something to drink? " Malen was of course offering to make it himself, he prided himslef on being capaable of cookiing more than the standard macaroni and cheese many men seemed stuck with. Of course he'd been raised by two women who were often busy working so he'd been taught early to fend for himself.
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