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 Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 11:17 pm
Reginald swooped down and picked up his twins. Horus clung to him like a life line and waved. "Bye-Bye..." He cooed figuring they were leaving each other until next time.
"No, we're simply--" He was cut off by a loud scream of protest.
"Dolphy!" Vice yelled, his face red. "Dolphy!" His hand reached out for his necklace, tears welling down his cheeks.
"Ah! Vice, calm! Calm down! What's wrong?"
The boy only got more red faced. "DOLPHY!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 11:27 pm
Fantom's attention was immediately caught by the scream. "Dol...?" He leaned forward and peered at what his girl held. "Aaaah, I see." He smiled gently and knelt down in front of Vice, holding his child close. "Go on, Psyrin. You know what he wants."
Psyrin glanced back at her father, then to her hands. "Daalffeee..." She tilted her head a bit, as if to see a way out of returning the object... But decided against it.Her arms outstretched as she presented the object, offering both the necklace and a warm smile. "Dalfdalf~!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 9:44 am
Vice stopped crying and wiped at his eyes with his fists. He stared at Fantom for a minute, caught off guard by the large male and his smile. Reminded him of his 'dad.' He gazed back at his 'mom' who nodded. "Dolphy..." He took it from Psyrin and cuddled it close.
Reginald relaxed and rubbed at his ear right ear. "Now Vice, next time you share... you need to allow the sharing to continue until both parties agree the sharing time is to end."
"........" Blank stares from both of them.
".....I'll tell you when you're older." He sighed. Sometimes he went right over the kid's heads with his formal speech. Kaisui could talk to them easily and get them to understand. He just wasn't on kid's level. He gave a smile to his new friend and shrugged. "Shall we?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 10:10 am
Fantom nodded. "But of course!" Psyrin gave a small and happy squeak as they started to move. She reached up to fiddle with her father's collar. Why this man always had such lovely lapel pins, no one would ever know.. But whatever their origin, it seemed to provide endless amusement for whatever he happened to have in his arms. "Your sons are quite a colorful bunch. They seem quite well behaved, for boys."
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 11:19 am
Reginald let Fantom lead and smiled. "Yes well... The house has broken things across it that speak otherwise." Horus laid his head down and closed his eyes. Vice held onto his brother's arm and closed his as well. They weren't napping so much as relaxing for a while. They knew not to play when Reggie was holding them. Too much risk that they'd move something and he'd be burned. "Mm, so what line of work are you in?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 11:54 am
Fantom smiled and let his free hand fiddle with his daughter's hair. "I'm a performer at the theater in Durem. Musicals come as request quite often. I suppose that's why I was gifted with the goddess of Song." He beamed... His joy at such a fitting child simply radiated from him, as if it were a visible aura that encircled his entirety. "And yourself? You strike me as a extrovert of the highest order."
Psyrin was a baby, and as one she suddenly found herself feeling.. exhausted. Her mouth spread wide as a looong and quiet yawn fell forth. "Daaaaba." she purred quietly, cuddling her daddy and fighting of the sand man.
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 5:28 pm
A performer? Who would have guessed. He chuckled to himself. "Musicals and the Goddess of Song, hm? Sounds like a perfect match indeed." He flashed a smile at his friend. "Ah, I'm actually a novelist. I'm just more social then most."
Vice and Horus were curled against each other for 'protection' but Reginald assumed that Vice simply didn't want o be without his brother. Though Horus was rather independent , Vice seemed to prefer the company of his brother and severely disliked being alone.
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 6:21 pm
"Ahhh, A novelist! A creator of the highest order! I dare say that's far more impressive then my work. I simply regurgitate that which has already been made, While one such as yourself forms, molds and shapes that which becomes grate! I envy you, dear sir." Again, he ranted. It seemed his unhealthy obsession for the sound of his own voice was more severe then previously indicated. Perhaps a muzzle...?
Coming to the entrance, He made the sudden realization. While he only had one child, his company was in the possession of two. As math was any indication, It only made sense that he, the one with the lighter burden, open the door for the other. Reaching out his hand, he pulled on the door handle, now hearing the mariachi band preforming inside. "My, why an atmosphere!"
Psyrin yawned quietly, mumbling childish nothings into her father's shirt. Rubbing her blue skin across the soft cotton fabric, the smell of heavy spices and warm food wafted out the open door and up her small nose. And so, the obvious thing happened. She sneezed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 1:37 am
Reginald smiled. If there was anyone that loved to hear themselves talk... it was the vampire himself. "Yes well, my work is silent and I can do it from the comfort of my own home. You sir, you speak in crowds! I could never manage such a feat." He smiled when he heard the band and even more so when the man opened the door for him. He shifted both of his children to a more comfortable position and walked through the door, his hand brushing across the other's thigh as he passed. "Its a very nice atmosphere indeed."
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 3:43 pm
Fantom hadn't noticed the hand, having figured one of the boys legs was simply sticking out awkwardly, as children their size did. Fallowing him inside, he took a deep breath of the warm and invigorating smell. "Oh, I dare say the smell is pleasantly intoxicating."
A young, seemingly Mexican waiter quickly ran up to them "I sit you now?"
Fantom chuckled happily at the darling accent. "That would be lovely, Thank you!" He turned to smile at his friend. "You seem quite pleased. Feeling nostalgic?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 1:26 pm
"I'd have to agree..." Reginald voiced inhaling the sweet scent of his homeland's food. So many memories...
"Why, its hard not to, though I'm from Spain not Mexico." A crooked smile made its way to his face. "Though it might as well be one and the same." He said something in Spanish to the Waiter and they were taken to a non-smoking section. He didn't want his kids exposed to such things. Vice perked up at the smell of meat and nudged his veggie loving brother.
"Din din!"
"Din din?" The other asked blinking sleepily.
Vice nodded proudly then looked at the girl in Fantom's arms. She needed to know too. "Din din!" He called to her hoping she understood the childish lingo.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 1:44 pm
Snorting awkwardly, Psyrin lifted her head and glanced at the boys. "Deen deen...?" What were they saying? Such strange language they used... Wait.. could they mean..? "Suppuppaaa~!" she cooed, giggling happily. Oooh, the music. She had heard such a type on the radio once, but in person seemed much more... Impressive.
"Fantastic! I've never been to either, but I've always wished to visit the Aztec ruins. At least once in my life, anyhow." Taking a seat, he set his child in the seat when the waiter brought the high chairs. Again playing with his daughter's hair, he smiled a little. "Though staying here is perfectly alright with me, too."
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 10:49 pm
Reginald chuckled. "Kids sure know how to communicate." He said, putting Vice and Horus into their chairs. With Vice it was, and always would be a struggle. The boy just didn't like them.
"Laap~!" He complained, fighting Reginald to the last. "Dolphy!"
"Kaisui isn't here, so please sit." He was trying to keep his cool.
"NO! Lap!" He glared, daring his 'mother' to challenge him.
Reginald's eye twitched. "Vice. Sit. Now." His voice had gone from kind and loving to 'sit or die' in roughly three seconds.
Vice glowered and slumped down in the chair, arms crossed. When he thought Reginald wasn't looking stuck his tongue out at him. "Casa."
"You'll go home eventually but don't you want to eat?" He rolled his exasperated blue eyes and smiled at Fantom. "Sorry about that, he and highchairs don't mix."
Horus had been quietly sitting through all this. He smiled at Psyrin and waved his fingers at her. He didn't mind sitting the chair as long as he was close to Reggie.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 3:00 pm
Fantom waved a nonchalant hand, smiling sweetly in an ever understanding sort of way. "Eve was just like that as a child. Unless her mother was around, she was a holy terror. Thankfully, it wore off after she entered school." He gave a slight chuckle and drank from the bottled watter he kept with him.
Psyrin fiddled with one of the bangs that fell in front of her face, having now lost her ribbon. Surprisingly On-Key for a child, she hummed along to the music, improvising when she felt it was a bit dull. Pausing when she heard the commotion, she immediately turned to Vice, and gave him a cute little grin. Pick your battles, You'll live longer. Turning again to Horus, she quickly streached her hand high in the air and flailed it around. Giggling a little, she put her hand back down and ran it over the tray. "Suuupapaaa~!"
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