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 Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 5:04 pm
Silas had gone to this silly Facility with the intent of telling them that he had no desire to adopt any children from them, especially not any child that was described as 'special.' Honestly, the young man had no idea how this place had even gotten a hold of his address; he had tried to keep as much under the radar as he could. Obviously he had failed. He could have easily ignored the letter, but something about it has compelled him to go down and deny them in person. He was ( as far as anyone cared ) only fifteen, after all; why would anyone want to entrust a child to him? Besides, wasn't he crazy to boot? Wasn't he the resident nutjob, the silly deranged boy who had claimed to have come back from death? Silas rolled his polychromatic eyes in irritation and marched faster, eager to get this errand over with. He hated it here; everyone was irritating.
However, once he had entered the Seven of Seven facility, he was swept along by a bookish woman in a lab coat who was scribbling something on a clipboard. She appeared deaf to his protests, and only would wave him along if he stopped. He was just about to yell at her and storm out when she pointed to a room ( if it could be called that; it had an unnerving air about it ) to their left. "Your new child is in there. His name is Lironax, and he is a mixture of Lust and Patience. We trust that you will take care of him and provide us with useful data so we may further our little project. You may go see him now." Silas cocked an eyebrow at the woman's obviously-rehearsed speech, and turned half-heartedly to see this Lironax.
The sight surprised him greatly. A small boy with red-orange hair was sitting on a stool, swinging his legs happily and babbling quietly to the small teddy bear that he was holding in- Wait, was that a tentacle?! He looked in surprise at the technician, who looked quite blankly at him, as if to say "Whatever is the matter?" Shaking his head lightly, he turned back to the child. He then noticed that he possessed not only a white-and-purple marbled tentacle, but also a small purple wing, which he flapped every so often as he played. The young man hesitated for only a few more seconds, then steeled himself and walked up to the small boy, clearing his throat nervously.
The boy, this Lironax, looked up at the other, and smiled broadly. Quickly, he stood up on his stool and flapped his wing and tentacle fervently, as if it would raise him up to see eye-to-eye with Silas. "Are yoo my new daddy?" he asked expectantly. The question caught Silas off-guard, and he stared nervously into the pair of disconcerting gold eyes before stuttering out an answer. "Um... yeah, I g-guess I am, uh, Li... Lironax, right?" Despite himself, he found himself smiling a small bit. This boy was just... abnormally adorable.
This assessment was only confirmed more when Lironax smiled even wider and jumped off his stool, grabbing onto Silas' pant leg with one hand and tentacle. The other hand clung the worn teddy bear to his chest. "Das right, I'm Lironax, Daddy! Oh, and dis is Vicky." He held up the bear, obviously very proud. "He's mah good bear." He giggled lightly, and then hugged Silas' legs, causing him to wobble and flail his arms a little to keep his balance. "I'm rully happy yoo came to get me, Daddy. I waited fer yoo fer a loooong while."
That last statement caught Silas by surprise, and he looked down at the small boy in mild disbelief. He... he had actually been waiting for him? Like, he had been told that he would come and take him away from this creepy place? Frowning slightly as he remembered how he had come here to refuse the offer, he bent down and gently picked the small child up, surprised at how light he was. "Wait, Lironax, you waited here all by yourself, just for me to come get you?"
The boy squiggled happily at being held, and wrapped his tentacle around Silas' arm tightly, his arms around his neck. "Wull, not just here, but yeah. I didn't mind, dough; I noo yoo'd come to get me."
Silas blinked helplessly at the sudden rush of affection, and stood for a few moments, feeling his resolve being smashed to bits, before turning back to the technician. "Where do I sign?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 8:54 pm
[ Lesson One ] - The Alphamabets
Silas walked back into his study, cradling his fresh cup of coffee lovingly to his chest, only to almost spill it all when he tripped over the tentacle of his foster son. It took a great amount of fumbling to keep the burning liquid inside its container, instead of all over the floor and child. Once equilibrium was regained, the ‘boy’ gently placed the mug on the edge of his desk and looked at Lironax, who was staring at a large book that was lying upside-down on the floor. Silas raised an eyebrow curiously, and then walked slowly over.
"Uh, Lir… What exactly are you doing?”
“Oh, hi Daddy! I didn’t see you dere. I’m just waitin’ fer the story to work.” The toddler patted the pages of the tome gently, then turned his golden gaze back to it expectantly, as if he thought the words were just going to fly off the page. Which, let’s face it, he probably did believe.
Silas looked blankly at Lir for a second, and then sat down by him. “Uh, what exactly do you mean?”
The Patience child wiggled his feet happily, playing with the edges of the pages as he waited. “Like when Daddy makes the storee work fer me at bedtimes. I’m waitin’ fer dat.” With that obviously-sufficient explanation, the boy went back to his watching, leaving Silas a little lost for words.
After a moment’s heavy pondering, the young man shook his head. “No, Lir, that won’t work. There’s no way to just make the story work. I’m reading it to you.”
“What’s reading, Daddy?” the boy asked automatically, not moving his gaze from the pages, just in case Silas was wrong. Hadn’t happened yet, but there’s a first time for everything, as Miss Sarah would say.
Silas sighed again and rubbed his eyes, trying to figure out how to explain reading to a toddler. Scooting closer to the boy, he pointed at the words on the page. “Okay, see these squiggles? They all have different sounds, which we can put together to make words. Like your jigsaw puzzles.” The boy nodded in understanding, now peering closely at the individual words as Silas continued. “Like, like, see this letter here? This one’s called ‘a’, and it makes the ‘uh’ sound.”
“Like in uh-part-uh-ment?” Lir inquired.
Silas nodded with a small grin on his face. “Exactly, like in apartment. And, lessee… yeah, this one here – no, no, this one – yeah, it’s called ‘b’ and it makes the ‘buh’ sound.”
“Like buh-nanuhna?”
The young man chuckled at that. “Yeah, like banana. And this one at the end is called…”
Within minutes, the two were engrossed in the book, looking for letters and small words to learn. By the time Silas got around to getting his coffee again, it had gone stone cold.
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 8:02 pm
Silas' Journal Y'know, I've realized something over the last few weeks: all those people who complain about parenting, really are just whiny bitches.
I mean, seriously. What's so hard about it? I barely have to do anything with Lironax. Feed him, water him, keep him clothed and uninjured and play with him; the most basic of basic things, really. I admit, when I actually ended up taking him home, I was a little - okay, totally apprehensive. I've been out of touch with the world for decades, after all; I have no idea how to take care of a child, let alone a toddler, LET ALONE a demon/angel hybrid.
However, it seriously is the most second-nature thing ever. It helps that Lironax is a total sweetheart (... Kings, did I just write that?! What the ******** wrong with me?!) and isn't like the whiny brats that I've been told about. He seems a little more perceptive than other kids his age - not that I'd know, of course - and actually understands that sometimes I want to be a-lone. And he lets me! What the ********, right?
Anyway, in conclusion, parenting is not all that hard, so quit bitching, world. Just... stop sucking, and I'm sure your children will, too.
...Who the hell am I talking to?
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 10:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 10:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 10:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:20 pm
It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:
Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you.
You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 2:56 pm
I'm Starting to Understand - MSN Roleplay with lux AE T E R N A__x x Lironax was half-running to keep from being pulled over by his father, who was too busy muttering angrily about something to notice the predictament the much-smaller boy was in. Lir didn't mind, however, nor did he raise his voice in complaint; Silas was always like this when he came out of the therapist's office. Apparently he didn't like going there much, so why he continued to go back there baffled the young boy. As he was basically dragged through the dull halls, he by chance glanced through one of the windows in the doors. And softly gasped in surprise. He sure looked bigger, but there was no mistaking that pink hair; his friend Aludra was sitting in one of those rooms! He hadn't seen him in... well, longer than he could remember. In a rare moment of resistance, Lironax nimbly moved his wrist out of Silas' grasp and went up to the door, slipping inside it before his 'father's' protests could reach his ears.
"Hi 'Ludra! 'S me, Lironax, 'member?" the boy called across the room, ignoring the astonished looks he got from the other people. Aludra took up too much of his attention.Aludra kicked his legs boredly in the small room, feeling like a pet in a glass case; the goldfish bowl windows really weren't helping, either. He sighed to himself softly, tail waving back and forth idly, stuck through the hole in the back of the folding metal chair. His foster father had brought him here fourty-five minutes too early, but he wasn't going to comment on that. Besides, it didn't really matter; he had nowhere else that important to be, and no one would really want to see him that bad, would they? Perhaps he'd thought too soon. Aludra stiffened at the sound of Lironax's adorably girlish voice, the wings on his ankles flaring out dramatically. Immediately, his name being the one that had been said, the few pairs of eyes in the room settled on him. Automatically, his eyes dropped to the floor, his face heating up slightly at all the attention, even if it technically wasn't all that much. He gestured the now-younger boy closer to him, tugging him close and patting his head softly. At least he had a sort of life raft now, someone to cling to given his father had to leave him here so that he would be able to do whatever it was that Noah did with his time. "Remember Lir'nax. 'Ludra's, remember?" he said, a soft smirk on his face at that thought. He wasn't even sure why the boy had complied with belonging to someone, especially someone like HIM, but it definitely gave him that odd, prickly warm feeling inside when he was able to say it and have the other boy not object...Lironax smiled in open joy when he learned that Aludra still recognized him. What with his new, bigger-looking self, he might have forgotten. The toddler quickly scrambled onto his friend's lap, completely oblivious to how odd that might seem to others, and flapped his wing happily. His tentacle busied itself with playing with the topmost feathers of Aludra's anklewings. Lir nodded eagerly at his friend's statement. "Mhmm, I 'members that! Dat was de day you taughted me to plays chess, too!" He looked around the room for a few moments, taking in his new surroundings and noticing Silas smacking his face with his palm outside the door. When he glanced back at the bigger spawn, he started lightly and peered closely at his face "You okays, 'Ludra? Yer face's all reddy, like when you gets fever." Without invitation, the Lust child put the back of his hand on Aludra's head, just like Silas had done when he had gotten sick.Aludra's face brightened a bit, only to be overshadowed once more when that blasted game was mentioned once again, his eyebrows knitting in thoughtfulness. It was his talent at that stupid game that had him stuck in some weird group-therapy thing, where he really didn't want to be, but if they said he had problems, then he obviously did; no real reason to argue. The wings of the older boy's ankles twitched slightly when they were played with, and the boy himself shifted under the weight of his friend, the close proximity making his face heat up even further for reasons he wasn't completely sure of, himself. When the other put a hand to his forehead, he let out a gentle growl, not loud enough for anyone but Lironax to hear. The Humility boy batted away Lir's hand and pouted ever-so-slightly, face burning with embarrassment, especially given his crush was sitting on his lap in a room full of people who were all staring at the two of them. "Staring makes his face red," he commented in a hushed voice, 'his' referring to himself and his own face. "Not sick."Lironax started lightly at the batting, remembering how not-touchy-feely the older boy had been and apparantly still was. The growl scared him just the teensiest bit, and his tentacle retracted, now opening and closing a pocket on Aludra's pants. Hopefully he would be okay with that. The toddler grinned gently and nodded. "Das good. Being sick is no fun, 'specially when yah can't breeve frew yer nose. I had a sick like dat." He took a few breaths through a pretend stuffed up nose to demonstrate, then glanced around the room once more before asking another question. He was always full of them. "Why are you in here, 'Ludra? Are you in here for ferapee? Dat's why my daddee comes, but he doesn't seem to like et very much." Lironax shook his head seriously, recalled the raised voices he had heard just earlier that day. He hoped Aludra wasn't going to start yelling like that; it would definitely be a scary sight.Aludra nodded a couple times at the other boy's description of the sick that he claimed wasn't very fun, tri-coloured eyes trained on the tentacle that was manage to button and unbotton one of his pockets, a surprising feat without thumbs or even fingers. Though, he supposed, had he been born with tentacles rather than hands, he would be used to doing such things without thumbs or fingers. He shrugged lazily at the second question before giving a light sigh. "'Have-ee-or ther'py," Aludra stated in response, gesturing at the paranoid or angry or otherwise-emotional kids sitting around the room. He was kinda glad that Lir seemed to talk a decent amount of the time, it usually left him less room to slip a word in, which was the opposite of what he wanted to do. "Had chess, beat six-grader. People clap for'n'pliment. 'Ludra not like, so got angry. School sent him here," the boy said softly, an explanation of exactly why he was here, as he knew that that would be one of the next questions if it wasn't answered immediately.Lironax nodded wisely as his therapy theory was confirmed, inwardly excited to finally be on the inside of one of these things. He always was made to wait outside when Silas went to therapy, so he never had gotten to see what all the yelling was about. He cocked his head curiously at Aludra's story, and sighed, which was accompanied by an almost-sad smile. He didn't like that his friend didn't enjoy being told he was good, but at the same time, it was silly of those people to clap for him. They should have known better. He patted Aludra's arm sympathetically. "Das dumb of de people to do. But you shouldn't get too angree wiv dem, 'Ludra. Dey just wanchoo to know dat dey like yah!" Lir smiled encouragingly, having (in his mind) solved everything. "So, when's dah yellin gonna start?"Aludra gave a soft growl at the boy when his arms was pat, smacking it away gently, if only because he was in the presense of other people and didn't want to get in any more trouble than he was already in. "Shouldn't like," he stated, tone brooking little-to-no argument, but that was always enough for the stupidly persistent patience child to attempt to slip through, get in a word that wouldn't at all chance Aludra's mind anyway. "Yelling...?" the little boy questioned, peering at his friend with complete confusion written all over his face. There was yelling here...? What? How would that help anyone get better...?Lironax flinched when his tentacle was smacked away, but didn't say anything. It hadn't hurt, after all, and Aludra was always doing things like that. 'Sides, it was his fault for not remembering that Aludra didn't like to be touched. He simply smiled lightly and shrugged, dangling his feet off of Aludra's lap. "'Kay, I'll try. But it'll prolly be hard."
The Patience child nodded at his friend's question. "Yeah, yellin'! Whenever my daddee goes tah ferapee, dere's always yellin.'" Lir looked around the room, trying to contain his excitement. "'N I nevah got tah see why 'ntil now, eivver."Aludra shook his head, a frown on his face as he inspected the carpet, head leaned against Lir's arm, which was easily pinned against his side with Aludra's arms wrapped like a seatbelt around the Patience child's waist. "Doesn't want yelling..." he muttered softly. After all, since his growth, he'd loathed attention even more. If everyone started yelling, he was going to leave. It was with that soft statement that a very curvatious redhead walked into the room, and his gaze sharpened, his grip around his best friend's waist tightening protectively. And, of course, this was the FIRST thing to attract the woman's attention. She smiled in a sickeningly sweet way, heels clicking obnoxiously as she walked over, leaning down to eye-level with the Greed demon. "Now, Aludra, you're not allowed to have anyone else with you unless they're a relative," she said in a voice that was meant to be for very young children, and seemed taken aback when she got a growl in response. "Is brother. Go talk," he stated plainly. That was what she was here to do anyway, wasn't it?When Aludra leaned his head in, Lir instinctively leaned his in as well, and he nodded solemnly. "Yeah, it's not vury fun tah listen to. But Daddee never tells me what happens, so I-" Lir was cut off by the appearance of the therapist, and looked up, staring in soft wonder. She was very pretty, but something about the way Aludra tightened his hold on him made Lir a little afraid of her. This feeling only increased when she came closer, and Lir leaned into Aludra, increasing the appearance of them being related whether he knew it or not. He was relieved when she hmmphed in a very not-nice way and marched off to go talk to one of the other people in the room. "Who's dat?" he asked quietly, lest the scary woman hear him and throw him out or eat him or something.Rather subconsciously, Aludra stroked his fingertips up and down part of Lir's arm protectively, his gaze still sharp on the woman as she went around and had little tiny problems with every child; something they were doing, something they shouldn't have, blahblahblah. By the end of all of that, three children without problems had left, and even some of the parents had gone, trusting their children to behave. Stupid people. "Is ther'pist," Aludra whispered back, tri-coloured eyes being dominated by what was usually a reclusive red around the outer edges of his irises. His tail flicked back and forth in a very predatory manner, almost as though if someone tried to touch him, HE would try to tear their arm off. With his teeth.
"Alright then," the woman stated sweetly as she stood at the 'front' of the room, clasping her hands together and glancing about with a weirdly unreal smile. "So, today we're going to discuss what sorts of things you hold dear to you-" Aludra's hand ceased its movement, instead grabbing onto Lir's arm rather tightly. "-and whether or not that's a good thing. Today, we also have Aludra's younger brother, so we'll have him start!" she said in that chipper voice of her's, pointing a thin wand at Lir, the device seeming to have come out of thin air.Lironax shivered lightly as Aludra stroked his arm, but it wasn't a bad shiver, like when he had gotten sick. In fact, he rather enjoyed it, and leaned in closer to Aludra until his entire body was wrapped up in the bigger one's arms. He didn't notice the anger that had come into his friend, and even if he had, it still felt safer with him than anywhere near that scary 'ferapist' lady.
He was suprised by being singled out by her; wasn't this therapy for Aludra, not him? The strong grip on his arm only made him suspect more terrifying things from the red-headed woman, and the boy shook his head soundlessly, closing his eyes and wrapping his tentacle tightly around Aludra's arm. Jennifer gave a bit of a frown, before it went back to a smile and she chuckled in what could be a comforting way. "Come on, dear, it's not that bad; we don't bite," she said with a soft laugh, a few of the other kids glaring at the woman just as Aludra was, though without the lion-like gestures. Well, obviously; they didn't really have tails, did they? "At least give us your name, would you sweetheart?"
"Name is Lir'nax," Aludra stated, already one jump ahead, his heart pounding with a strange worry about the little boy he was holding tightly against his chest. He wasn't at all sure what exactly made him fret so much about this, but it was apparent that he cared for Lironax a bit more than the average person cared about most... people.
"Alright, thanks for that, Aludra," Jenny stated, though she seemed a little irritated about it as she wrote the little boy's name down under the last person on the list - Aludra, of course, last one to speak up on their first meeting. "Now, we'll start with you, I suppose. What sorts of things do you hold dear?" Aludra looked skeptic for a moment, watching the woman, before letting his gaze fall, trembling softly at the eyes that he could FEEL on himself. He didn't like that feeling. He didn't like being the center of attention. "Green. Lir'nax. Big sister, 'Dhara. Ribbons. Glitter. Fluff. Sewing. Chess. Lotion. Pants... green pants."Lironax was very grateful to Aludra for speaking for him and saving him from just shaking his head again. He didn't want to speak to this woman, even if it meant that he would be taken outside and not able to sit in Aludra's lap anymore. He watched Aludra curiously as he listed off things he held dear in his short words. He could feel the eyes staring at them as well, and also noticed how 'Ludra seemed almost afraid at all of the attention he was recieving. Or at least he was trembling. This made Lir feel sad and bad in a strange way; it was because he didn't want to talk that Aludra had had to. Taking a bit of a deep breath and gathering up his convictions, the toddler spoke in a small voice. "Um, 'Ludra don't like bein' paid too much 'ttention to, so maybe please you could look somew're else?"As would be expected, the attention remained on Aludra, but shifted slightly, now more on the person in his lap. The Greed boy gave a soft growl, toes curling inside his canvas sneakers. His grip tightened slightly on the smaller boy's arms, and he tried to keep his voice at a lower tone as he growled, "Shuddup, Lir'nax. Is fine."
"Well, as true as that may be, Lironax, this group is to help him get over that, as well as a bad temper that centers around self-confidence," Jennifer explained, trying to keep the words to what the toddler would understand, though she was pretty sure most of it would go right over his head. She looked up slightly, at Aludra who was biting at one of his lips nervously, a habit that he'd gotten from his sister. All the things he held dear were written out on the board, and she was once again talking to everyone. "Now, can anyone see anything wrong with any of these? Keeping in mind, these are supposed to be things that Aludra holds VERY dear to himself."Lironax winced as his arm were gripped harder, and he looked over his shoulder at Aludra in confusion. He was only trying to help! And how could it be fine if Aludra didn't like it? That was /never/ fine. He wanted to ask some of these questions, but under the gaze of all of the other children, he simply squirmed and sat silently. It was really uncomfortable being in therapy; no wonder his daddy When Jennifer asked her question, most of the children were silent for a moment, before a boy with black hair raised his hand, a superior kind of smile on his face. "Yes, Thomas?" the therapist asked. "Only /girls/ like most of those things," Thomas replied, crossing his arms and looking like he had just solved the mystery of the century.
Before Jennifer could reply, Lironax couldn't help but ask a question. "What's wrong wif dat?" He started a little at the sight of all of those eyes back on him again, but took in a deep breath and continued. "I mean, who says dat onlee gurls can like ribbons 'n' stuff like dat? I like em, too, 'n' I don't fink et's weird.""Lir'nax just girlie," Aludra mumbled, mostly to the toddler in his lap more than anything. "Really girlie."
His eyes, however, were directed toward that Thomas kid, so full of himself and... really, really irritating. He gently ran a hand through Lir's hair, trying to get him to actually shut up, he could protect himself; he wasn't worth defending, anyway.
Aludra pointed to himself. "Is not a girl," he stated, before looking up at Jennifer, not hesitating to reveal things about his family that they probably didn't want everyone to know. "His baby brother and dad like other boys. 'Ludra spends more time with big sister 'Dhara more than other boys, but would be girlie anyway," he stated simply, causing the redhead to stare at him in surprise, obviously not expecting a reply like that.
"Oh... well... that does explain a few things, doesn't it?" she said, voice squeaking a little. Well, damn; there went her chance with the kid's guardian.Lironax was growing more and more confused by this therapy thing. He looked between Thomas and Aludra, not sure precisely what was going on. He didn't know what was so wrong about liking things that he just liked, even if that made him 'girlie.' So uncomfortable was he that he flinched at the feeling of Aludra's hand going through his hair. Nothing made any sense anymore...
He listened silently to Aludra's explanation, and nodded in response to the therapist lady's question. Lir didn't really feel like speaking anymore; whenever he did, Aludra told him to be quiet, or the creepy lady came near him. His tentacle played with the edge of his pants nervously; he liked being around Aludra, especially when the other was holding him, but right now he was kind of hoping his daddy would come in and 'make' him come home. This was just too... not fun.The rest of the session was about the same as it had been since the beginning, full of tension and awkward questions and uncomfortable answers from half the students, terribly excited answers from some, and horribly attention-grabbing, over-the-top depressed answers from other ones.
By the time it was over, and the woman had had a chance to get Aludra to admit that he wasn't actually related to Lir, the Greed child tugged his friend out of the room, looking very drained, and more sad than angry, which was rather unusual. Upon exiting the room, where parents and children were milling around, Aludra found Silas and wandered toward him, before turning toward Lir directly and leaning forward to rest his head against the younger boy's shoulder. "'Ludra is sorry. Was not fun. Shouldn't have let stay."Every moment that he had to stay in the stuffy room with all of those weird children seemed to pass as fast as a snail, but Lironax made himself wait. It would be mean of him to just leave Aludra here all alone, even if he wasn't really helping...
When their lie was exposed, Lir had assumed that this was were the yelling would come in, but no, he was swept away by 'Ludra before that could happen. Thank goodness. He was relieved to see his daddy still waiting for him - Silas didn't like to wait long, so there was a possibility he had wandered off - but was surprised by the contact. Aludra usually wasn't so touchy-feely. Smiling kindly, the boy patted his friend on the head. "S' okay, 'Ludra. I liked seein' yah aneeways. 'Nd sittin' on yer lap," he added with a giggle.
At that point, Silas wandered over and looked at the pair of them, arms akimbo and one eyebrow raised. "Hello there, Aludra. Done kidnapping my son yet?" He smiled lightly, to take some of the sting out of it, but part of him was serious. They were supposed to be home, like, a freaking hour ago.Aludra gave a soft sigh at the optomistic attitude of the other boy, shaking his head and giving a light smile, the occurance being rare, and EXTREMELY so when he was around Lironax. His face tinted a soft shade of pink when the Lir said that he'd liked sitting on Aludra's lap. Stupid...
Tri-coloured eyes glanced up at the presence of Lir's guardian that he finally noticed, and he gave a light glare, not taking humor like that as amusing at all. But, no, he was /not/ finished with Lir, but that didn't really matter, now did it. He hugged his friend around the waist, before letting go and giving him a light nudge toward Silas. "Is fine. Can have." He waved a bit, that oddly sad look still in his eyes. "Says 'bye', Lir'nax."Lironax smiled into Aludra's shoulder when he was hugged, and hugged him back, hard. His tentacle looped as far around the other's waist as it would go, and his wing flapped as if it wanted to do the same thing. He was sad to go, even if the experience had been less than pleasant. "Bye-bye, 'Ludra! See you 'gain!"
Once he had said goodbye, Lir went very quiet, enough so that Silas asked him what was wrong. In a small voice, he replied, "Don't like ferapee, Daddee." Silas sighed, and patted his son's head. "No one does, son. That's why they make you go to it."
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:14 pm
Silas' Journal Okay, seriously, what. The. ********.
Okay, so this morning, right? I come out of the shower per usual, and there's Lir, still sitting on his bed, all wrapped up in the covers. And this was weird, and kind of annoying, since this was the first day that Lir was supposed to go to school. And it was really important that he go and function properly in society and whatnot, since that was one of the things that those stupid ******** at the foster-care-whatever place were really adamant on. Lir had to go to school.
So, of course, the first thing I think is 'Oh ********, he's all scared of going to school, and being the dumbass I am, I snapped at him. Hey, there were only fifteen minutes to drag him five blocks, and neither of us are very fast walkers. I tell him "C'mon, Lir, hurry up, you don't wanna be late;" you know, the tripe that parents usually dish out. But nope, the boy stayed put. Eventually, I asked him if he was scared, and when he shook his head, I was all "ARRRGH!" But I didn't yell at him. I just thought it loudly. So maybe it was more like 'ARRRGH!'
Okay, okay, so what does he tell me? He tells me none of his clothes fit anymore. None of them. And since that was completely out of left field, I pulled a blank, for like, an entire minute. And in that minute, I (finally) noticed how Lir was taking up more bed that usual. Like, an entire foot more. And how both his wing and tentacle were bigger, too. And then I was like 'Oh, s**t.'
But then I realized that Lir was staring at me, so I said that he could skip school that day so we could go buy him some new clothes. He could just wear some of mine until then. He looked very relieved, and that's how we ended up spending the day in various thrift stores, with Lir alternatively tripping over his my pants and telling everyone how his wing grew bigger. And now the ******** Social Services people are all "Myeeh, he missed his first day at school, you're a bad parent, bitchbitchbitch," so I had to deal with them all day, too.
In conclusion: Seriously, Seven of Seven, Inc. What the ********>
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:44 pm
Lironax's Journal Hello there, jer journal! Nice to meet you! I'm Lironax, but I bet you already knew that, huh? Enyway, I'm going to be writing things in you for a while now, so, um... get ready.
Wait for a second, I need to think of something to write in here first. Um......um... I like my daddy. And lots of people that I met so far, especially the other kids like me. Some of them are scary, but most are nice to me. I think I'm good at being nice to them, too!
But guess what, journal! There's even one whose a little of both scary AND nice. His name's Aludra. He's my bestest friend, probably. We play together a lot, especially since my daddy leaves me to sleep over at his daddy's a lot. The first time I met him, he even gave me a dress! That's really surprising too, journal, because 'Ludra (that's his nickyname) really likes his stuff. Now that's my favorite dress, even better than the ones that Adhara gave me!
So, that's the nice part, right? Well, the scary part is when he's angry. He gets all glarey and snappy, kind of like my daddy, only worse. And I have to tell you, he gets mad at me a lot, espeshe especially when I try and tell him he isn't bad at something. He's even hit me a couple of times, but I didn't tell anyone. That's just the way he is. It's my fault, anyway; I'm too clingy to him.
I've actually noticed that a lot, journal. I really, really like being around Aludra. Like, way more than anyone else. It even makes the fact that my daddy's always gone alright. I really like being close to him, too, even though usually he won't let me do that. But when he can, he likes to get really close, too. When he does that, it makes me all excited. My heart feels like it's gonna pop out my chest, and my face sometimes goes reddish. It's weird, since that doesn't happen around anyone else...
Well, when my daddy comes back from... Oh, yeah, Indie-ah, I'll ask him if he knows anything about stuff like that. My daddy knows everything, journal. If you have any questions, you should ask him.
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 4:46 pm
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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