
Iren Noah
Taking Care Of Better Children For Tomorrow
Mickey was watching him intently. It only took him a moment to realize why. As he was putting the earrings in; he remembered that Mickey loved shiny things. He was just one of those people. Shiny thing equaled more important then any rules, information, or life. Iren thought it was strange for a fish to be so amazed by shiny things.
Micky became impatient and forced his way to see the sparkling gems. With his approval it was back to the most important thing. Food. Iren lifted the boy into his arms and then made his way out of the room. He locked it behind them, with the help of Mickey. After all his own hands were a little full. Not that he couldn't easily carry Mickey in one arm, but the boy preferred to be carried bridal style.
They head towards the kitchen and Iren heard familiar sounds. He went inside and glared at the dark haired man. "You shouldn't hit your charge." He spoke softly and cold. He hated the way that Leigh treated Annabelle. However, it wasn't his place to actually do anything about it. A passing comment was allowed, but he had his own charge.