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 Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 10:47 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Painted EggWorld Event - Massif - WC 899 (2 pts)
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 10:58 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Strange WeatherWorld Event - Massif - WC 775 (2 pts)
Link - Solo
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:00 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Gael vs AriyaPVP - Massif - (2 pts)
Battle - Win
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:17 am
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:24 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Sea Calling
Solo - Massif - WC 1057 (3 pts )
It had been some time since he had done any real work other than that around the house. His family had been reluctant to even let him out of the house. Now he was out and doing things and it felt good to his muscles. Heck, he felt good. He was doing something with his hands again.
His shield was hanging on his back and he strolled along the beach toward the docks with Bastul beside him. His Zanteer seemed to be pleased that he was out as well. The poor thing had stayed close to him rather than going out and running around like he could have. It spoke to the beasts loyalty but no so much his intelligence. Not that Gael cared much. His company had been nice while his family smothered him.
Once he reached the docks he headed toward one of the many ships that were waiting to sail out. As he got closer Gael lifted one arm up high and waved. "Halloo!" He called out the usual greeting and got back several answers before another man came out to greet him.
"Haha! You made it! Great." The man clapped him on the shoulder then steered him onto the ship via a plank bridge. "So we're going fishing in deeper waters and the captain wants to stop over on Yael."
The fishing bit he knew about but the news that they were going to that Island that had been discovered some years ago was news to him. "Why are we going there?" He had to know what it was they were after. If it was just a vacation spot then he might have to decline getting off the boat. If it was business then he might join in. Gael wanted to own a fishing boat of his own one day and knowing people would help him with trading.
"The captain heard that there are some people over there willing to buy and trade fish." The man grinned at him before letting go of his shoulder and moving away a few feet to pick a bag up and haul it over his shoulder. "Grab you a bag and follow me." His head nodded in the direction they would be walking.
It made since to him that the captain would want to have connections across the sea especially if there was a thriving population to sell to. So Gael shrugged his shoulders and moved to pick up a bag as he had been instructed to do. Once he had it in hand he followed after the man with his familiar close on his heels. "Any idea how long we'll be gone?" The man honestly didn't mind if they were out for a few months, he only wanted to send word to his family so they didn't think he was captured again.
"Not a clue really. Anything can happen on open waters. A storm could delay us an all. But by rights we should only be gone about four months." He was guessing really. There was much to consider and to be perfectly blunt he wasn't the navigator. "Don't you worry that pretty face we'll get ya home." He laughed and continued on so that he could put the bag where it belonged with all the others.
There was a roll of Gael's eyes and then he set his bag among the others as well. Since there were still more to move he turned on his heel and went to go collect another without even being told. He would pull his own weight, that was for sure. Bastul followed him back and forth until all the bags were moved and then the Zanteer continued to stay on his heel as he went about doing other things on deck. It wasn't until the beast was sure that the man wasn't going to disappear that he found somewhere to lay down and simply watch him.
He thought it was pointless for his animal to follow him and look so worried but he never said anything. Gael simply let the beast do as he wished. The time they had been separated before had taken its toll on the poor thing.
However, once the ship was untied from the docks and was starting to move into the clear waters beyond he patted his thigh to summon his familiar to him and made his way below deck. Gael, like the others of the crew, would be claiming their sleeping spot. He wanted to make sure he got a spot that would have room enough for him and Bastul. "Come on old man.. we're going down." He smiled at the beast and rubbed his head affectionately as he made his way down the steps into the belly of the boat. Once he cleared the deck without hitting his head he shuffled along to the living quarters.
The room he was pointed to had room for five sailors to fit comfortably in so he didn't see a reason to hurry and claim a spot. Gael let the others take the prime locations and he made his way to the far corner. There he found a hammock anchored to the walls in a cadi-cornered way so that he had ample room. There were no other beds around and Bastul seemed to like that he could easily lay beneath the hanging bed to stay close by. With that settled he made himself at home and sat on his swinging bed to await the others in their choosing. It was funny to watch the men ponder over which one would best suit them and who wanted to be close to or away from who. However, once things were calm he nodded then moved so that he could lay. He wasn't part of the actual sailing crew so he was only needed for when they fished or when the docked so that he could help unload cargo.
Given that they had yet to hit open waters Gael figured that he had plenty of time to rest up before he would be needed on deck again. With that in mind he settled into his hammock and let one arm dangle over the side so that he could pet Bastul on the head. The contact with his familiar brought comfort and he knew that his Zanteer appreciated it too.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:26 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Goddess Offer
Solo - Massif - WC 726 ( 2 pts )
The rock and sway of the ship did nothing to his insides anymore. Others were not so lucky as they complained about the motion sickness. Gael had actually been surprised when he'd first experienced the sea sickness since he was from the water tribe he hadn't thought it possible, but then again none of their simple boats had ever been intended to go out onto the open ocean where the waves were higher and more dangerous. Knowing that had made him understand how he had been so affected.
Now, as others got sick or groaned about the rocking he sat perfectly fine. His orange eyes stared down at his hand where a vial of the eye of the goddess sat innocently. Gael was still in awe over the fact that he had found such a find. The only thing he had not figured out yet was what he was going to do with it. He could take it himself, but then again he wasn't sure what color he would like to change his eyes to, or he could sell it and fetch a nice price. The coin would always be welcome. Granted he had a good bit tucked away already but he was saving so that he could buy... something.
Gael had thought he only wanted to have a house of his own but the more he thought about it the more he realized that he wanted more than that. The Matorian wanted to have a way to earn his living for the rest of his life. So a farm of sorts had come to mind. He could always get into the industry of selling and trading his wares. Whatever they may be. Of course he wasn't quite sure which item he wanted to dip his hand into.
So as these thoughts made circles in his mind he rolled the vial around in his hand. His other hand pushing and pulling it back and forth with two fingers. The liquid inside sloshed around and sparkled at him as he stared at it. He had to admit that taking it himself was appealing. Gael could choose any color in the world for his eyes and he would be unique. Not that he wasn't already.
Movement from one of his shipmates made him look up to make sure that they weren't coming toward him. Gael knew the value of what he held in his hands and he wasn't about to let someone take it from him. Not when he had options. So he closed his fist over the vial and watched as the man walked past. He had a feeling he would be paranoid the whole way back to Matori, fearing that his treasure would be taken from him. Heaving a sigh he closed his eyes and leaned his head back to rest against the wall. Pulling one leg up he slung his empty hand over his knee and did what he could to relax. All he needed to do was figure out what he wanted to do with the vial before they reached home shores.
Opening his eyes he stared up at the ceiling and listened to the creak of the ship, the complaints of his shipmates, and the roar of the waves that rocked them to and fro. It was a lullaby he had long ago gotten used to. Tonight it was not as soothing as he was used to and he attributed that to what was on his mind. Seeing that it was enough to keep him awake he knew it was serious. It could change a lot of things in the future. Or change only two things. The choice was completely his.
When the last of the lamps was dimmed he lifted his head and looked around. Apparently the rest of the men were going to try and go to sleep even though their stomachs hated them. So Gael moved so that he could scoot down on his bed rather than sitting at the head of it. As he made it far enough down he lay back and exhaled another deep breath. Sleep would take a while to come and when it did he worried that his dreams would be plagued with the choices he had before him. Gael closed his eyes as he tucked his little treasure into his pocket for safe keeping.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:29 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Empty House
Solo - Massif - WC 1098 - Used in Adoption
When he was finally able to make it home he first made sure that the rest of his family was doing alright. The period of strange weather had taken longer than he had hoped and a lot of the plant life had died. Gael just hoped that the fish had been smart enough to go to deeper waters and save themselves. After all, if there was no food source to keep people from starving then the after math could be more devastating than the snow itself. That was something he truly hoped didn't happen.
After seeing that his brothers and sister were doing well, despite the harsh weather change, he went to check on his aunt and cousins. He found them all safe and sound as well and could breathe a little easier. Not that it made the anxiety in his chest completely disappear. He still worried about a few others. Though the one that truly had his mind had not contacted him in some time so he had to wonder if she wanted anything to do with him at all. The thought made him sad but there was nothing he could do about it.
From his aunt's house he moved on to the small hut that he had for himself. There was no one waiting there for him, it was just an empty house. Big enough for him and Bastul, his Zanteer. There was another room but it stayed empty. A constant reminder that he was alone. Even with such a big family he was alone.
As he and his familiar walked into their house he reached down and pat the beast on the head. “Alright boy, we're back for a little bit.” Since things had been delayed so much the captain wanted to make sure everything was good and right with the ship before setting out again. Not to mention he needed to sell his wares and get new cargo to take over and sell on Yael. It turned out that the strange people of the island liked what the mainland had from time to time. It was a good way to make money. Gael had certainly made his fair share. “Not sure what we're going to do while we're here.” He sighed.
He crossed the main room and plopped down into a chair so that he could lean forward, his elbows on his knees, and place his head in his hands. When Bastul trotted over and gave him a nudge Gael turned his head to look at the beast. “I'm okay boy, just.. thinking.” With the Zanteer bumping him again he gave a scoff and sat up straight, dropping his hands into his lap. “Really?” The question was left to hang in the air as Bastul lay his head on Gael's lap.
“Ah, I see..” A small laugh left the man and he moved one hand to give the beast scritches behind his ears and under his chin. “Spoiled brat.” He mumbled.
With Bastul soaking up the attention Gael could only give a saddened smile. He had more than enough attention to give to the beast since there was no one else to take it. Which was something that bothered the man. It was one of the reasons why he had taken to working on a ship. He didn't have to think about it then. He was kept busy and was surrounded by people. That didn't take away the lonely feeling but it did serve to help in a little way. “I might have to think about letting someone in boy.”
His familiar looked up at him and listened but when the hand that was petting him stopped he moved one paw up to set on Gael's lap. When that didn't gain him the attention back he moved to place the other there as well.
Gael grunted as his companion started to slowly climb into his lap. “You know you are far too big for this, right?” That didn't seem to stop Bastul from hopping the rest of the way up and sitting on his person. All the man could do was grunt again and shift so that the weight of his water feline was evenly distributed. “You're not a kit anymore. How about you get down and we get you some food?” He didn't wait for the beast to move on his own, Gael gave him a shove to dislodge him from his perch then got to his feet. One hand reached up to go through his short hair and he groaned, his hand ending in his beard. “It would be nice to have some life in this house.”
Without thinking he turned to look at the empty room. He always kept the door closed because the empty gap seemed to make it more noticeable that he was missing something in life. For a long moment he just stood there staring at it. Could he invite someone into his home? Would anyone want to live with him? Gael had to think long and hard about that one. There were several things stopping him from doing that. First, he wasn't so sure he would be able to allow just anyone into his house. Second, he wasn't so sure he was ready for anything romantic. There was a small part of him that was holding out in the hopes that Kani would still be interested in him. Her silence on the matter so far was not a good indicator.
The longer he stared at that shut door the more he felt the emptiness within himself. It wasn't until Bastul nudged him with his head that Gael blinked and looked down at his familiar. “We're going boy, sorry.” He offered up a small chuckle before making his way across the open floor plan of the house to the kitchen area. In one of the baskets there was dried fish and he plucked a few pieces out to give to his companion. “Here you are.”
With the Zanteer happily eating he turned his head to look at the closed door once more. It caused him to sigh but after another moment he gave a half smile. “What about a little one? You think I would be an alright dad?” He questioned his familiar. When Bastul looked at him and only tilted his head a little Gael laughed and nodded. “Yes, I'd like to have a kit of my own.” He used the baby term in regards to a baby. There was an orphanage not too far from his village. He could at least stop in and see.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:33 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ First Day
Solo - Massif - WC 1964 ( 6 pts )
Gael stood outside of the orphanage and stared at the door. It wasn't a large place but to him it was imposing. He felt as though when he walked through the door he would have no chance of going back. It was a decision that had him taking deep breaths and trying to calm his heart rate. So focused on his task that he didn't hear when someone approached him.
“You know standing there staring makes you look creepy.” A feminine voice broke through to him.
Gael jumped and turned to look at the woman with surprise before looking back at the door. “What? Yeah.. I mean no.. No, I'm..” He sighed and ran a hand through his short hair. “I'm sorry I just.. I'm trying to get the courage to go in.” He motioned to the door in front of them and then dropped his hand back to his side.
“Ah.. well you know they don't bite.” The woman seemed amused by Gael's plight.
“Y-yeah, I know..” He nodded then looked at the woman with worry on his face. “It's not weird, right? Wanting a child? I don't have a wife and..” He felt his cheeks burn and he looked back at the orphanage. “I've always wanted a family. I thought I was ready now.” Of course now he was wondering if he really was. The walk over had been easy. The thoughts in his head full of finding his child and going home but now something was stopping him.
“It's not weird. Why don't you come in, the children will love the company.” The woman reached out and took Gael's arm so that she could gently pull him toward the door.
He allowed himself to be pulled, telling himself that if it didn't work out, if his child was not behind that door, then it was not his fault. The heartache would be easier to deal with that way. After all, he had not gone inside on his own.
The moment they were through the door the sounds of kids playing and arguing reached his ears. It reminded him of his home when he was growing up. Gael came from a large family and the sounds made him feel perfectly at ease. When the children started to notice that she was back they squealed and gathered at her feet. The sounds grew louder and Gael grinned.
“Did you get it?” Came the collective question from the kids, some at the same time, others delayed.
“Easy, easy!” The woman laughed as she addressed the mass of kids around her. “I got it, you hungry pack of kits!”
It was only then that Gael noticed that the woman held a bag in her other hand. He curiously tilted his head as she reached in and when she pulled out fresh baked bread to hand out he felt shame. Should he have brought food for the kids? Were they all starving?
“Oh, it's their favorite treat. The fresh baked bread goes good with the honey that we harvest.” It was like the woman saw it written all over his face and decided to let him off the hook.
“Honey?” Gael looked confused.
“We have three hives in the back yard. Instead of getting rid of them the children wanted to plant flowers for the bees and then harvest the honey.” The woman grinned proudly at her gaggle of little ones.
The pride that swelled up inside him just knowing that the kids didn't lose sight of the good in the world was unimaginable. It told him that even they had hope in the world. It made his smile return and when he noticed the kids run off to where the honey was being hidden, or at least that was what he assumed, he looked at the woman.
“They are amazing.” It was the only thing he could get out. There were so many other things going through his mind that he wasn't sure what to say really.
“I know. I love them all and I hope they can find parents that love them just as much.” She was busy staring after them but when she was done speaking she looked toward Gael. “So.. do you still think you want to be a parent?” She was hopeful that since he hadn't left the place screaming he was still interested. At least that was the impression she got.
After a deep breath he turned his attention to the kids. “If anything hearing them and seeing how lively they are has made me want to be a father even more.” The smile that lit his features was all but plastered on his face. “The only thing I think I would be worried about is... they might not want to come home with me since they have you.” The woman clearly knew what they liked. She knew everything about them in ways he could only hope to learn.
“I'm sure they would love to go home with you, it would mean they would have a chance at a normal life. A family all their own.” The woman turned her gaze toward the kids again but this time her expression softened.
“Would it be possible for me to meet them?” Gael had transitioned from scared and frozen in place to happy and eager to meet the child that was meant to steal his heart.
“Of course!” The woman was only too happy to hopefully match a child with Gael so that one more could go home to a family that loved them. She motioned for him to go in after the kids before she herself started that way. Once they entered into the main room the sight that greeted them would be a group of little ones sharing a jar of honey for the delicious bread they each had.
Gael could only stand and stare at them all enjoying the little treat. That was until he felt a tug on his hand. Blinking for a moment he looked down and noticed that one of the kids had broken away from the group to approach him. It was a beautiful little girl.
“Are you my daddy?” The question was so innocent, so pure coming from her.
Yet Gael didn't know how to answer it. If he told her no then it would break her heart and dash her hopes of finding a family. However, if he said yes he would be committing to that and how was he to know if this child was his or not? He was gripping for words when the woman stepped over and scooped the little girl up into her arms.
“And just what are you trying to do little miss? Stealing attention?” She booped the girl on the nose affectionately then hugged her close before setting her back down. When the little girl ran off giggling the woman shook her head. “Hevia has been here since she was a baby. Her mother died in childbirth and no one knows who her father is.”
If Gael had had a child out there he never would let them out of his sight. He would make sure they knew who he was and that they were loved. His gaze moved from the little girl who had tugged at his hand to another that was sitting away from the rest and looked as though her hair was knotted. It even looked as though she hadn't been bathed in a while. Judging by the way the woman took care of the children he didn't think she would let one go without being cleaned.
“That is Brexxa. She.. she hates people.” The woman had followed his gaze to the little girl in question. “She was found all bruised up a few months ago. I've only ever gotten her to say a few things and she won't let me near her to brush her hair.” It was clear that the woman was bothered by the state of the child but she didn't want to force her to do anything.
“May I?” Gael figured it best to ask before he just walked right up and tried to talk to the child.
After he got the okay from the woman in charge he walked over to Brexxa and gave her a curious look. “Hello.” He tried to get her to at least know that he was there before he startled her. When the girl looked up at him he saw the anger hidden in her eyes and he frowned. “I was told your name is Brexxa, is that true?” It took a minute but he got a nod from her and that gave him a little hope that she didn't hate him completely.
“Would you mind if I sat here Brexxa?” He pointed to a chair that was across from her and when she nodded again he sat down. “Why don't you let the nice lady brush your hair sweetheart?” He was curious about why she wanted to look the way she did. Gael was worried that she didn't think she was pretty and in his eyes she was a pretty little girl. Reminded him of his sister. It made his chest hurt that she didn't let her beauty shine through.
“My sister was like that when she was little. She said she wanted to be a boy because we got to do all the fun things.” Gael smiled as he thought about those times. “It took me and my brothers to convince her to wash up and brush her hair. Now she loves to brush her hair. She keeps it looking pretty all the time.”
Brexxa blinked up at him for a long time before she reached up and pulled at her hair. It was in a knot and she looked at it for a moment before pointing at Gael. “Brush?” It appeared as though she wanted him to brush her hair.
He smiled at her and shook his head. “No, sweetie, I don't have a brush but before you brush your hair you should take a bath and wash it. Make it shine.” He nodded his head. “You have some nice highlights of color in there. I'm sure they are lovely.”
For a minute he thought his words would upset the little girl but when she got up from her chair she moved just close enough to touch his hand for a fraction of a second then she ran to the woman in charge. Gael caught the very loud demand of a bath before he got a surprised look from the woman and the two of them disappeared into the other room. He assumed that the little girl was off to get a bath and clean herself up so that she could brush her hair.
“Brexxa never touches anyone” The astonished voice of another child reached his ears and he looked toward them.
“What do you mean?” Gael figured that the girl didn't want anyone to go near her but surely she must had friends among the children that she hugged or something.
“She never touches anyone. She's usually always mean.” The kid shrugged his shoulders then walked off to go play with his friends.
His words about his fellow orphan caused Gael to really think about that. Maybe that was his sign that Brexxa was his child? Or maybe he was just really friendly? It would be hard to tell. For now, though, he would leave and come back another time and see how Brexxa was doing. He had a feeling that he would need more than just one day to figure out if she was his child.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:35 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ The Details
Solo - Massif - WC 2339 ( 7 pts )
It took him a few days to return to the orphanage since he wasn't sure when an appropriate time to go back would be. While he had enjoyed his time there, even though it had been brief, he didn't want to seem as though he were being weird. Gael imagined that the process was much less awkward when a woman was involved. Still, he found that being in that environment and hearing the little voices all at once made his chest feel lighter. It opened up his eyes to the fact that he was missing it in his life.
So he went back. This time with bread enough for all the kids. He made enough working as a dockworker that he could afford it and still be alright for himself. Besides, he could always go fishing if he really got hungry. Gael did have those skills available to him.
“Oh good, you came back.” The woman that ran the orphanage said as she opened the door before he could knock. When he gave her an odd look she chuckled and pointed to the window where several kids were pressing their noses against the wavy glass.
He nodded his head in understanding then handed over the bread in his hands since he didn't want to be the one that got attacked for it. “I am happy to come back. I really liked seeing the kids the last time.” And that was no lie.
It took a moment for everyone to get their bread but when they had it they moved to where they could sit and enjoy it with the honey they collected. In between bites he would get a question or two from the kids and Gael did his best to answer as honestly as possible.
“Are you married?” Came the voice of a girl who looked to be around nine or ten.
The man shook his head and smiled a bit sadly. “No, I'm not.” Gael just hoped that wasn't a requirement in order to adopt and start a family of his own.
“Do you have your own kids?” This time it was a boy who asked.
“No. No kids.” He would have thought that if he had his own he wouldn't come to the orphanage but seeing the kids here and looking into their faces, he imagined that even if he had his own children he would be willing to adopt.
“How many kids do you want?” Another little girl asked.
That one made him pause. Gael had never thought about it much. He only knew that he wanted kids. Not just one. Being that he came from a large family he wanted to have a large family. Having the joy of so many together, a home full of love, was wonderful and he wanted to show that kind of joy to his kids. Natural or adopted.
“I'm not sure. I would like to have more than one, but for now I should start out with one since it's just me by myself.”
The woman in charge smiled at him and nodded her head. “A good idea.” That and she didn't want to be concerned that the man was growing a hoard of little ones with no means to care for them. “Alright kids, you eat your bread and I will talk with our guest.”
To the disappointment of the children Gael was led back to the “office,” which consisted of a large desk and a chair in the far corner of the room. He took the seat in front of the desk while the woman took the one behind it. “I never did get to introduce myself, my name is Tiia.”
“Oh, I'm Gael.” He replied a bit awkwardly. “I'm so sorry I didn't think of that the last time I was here.” Now he just felt foolish.
Once the introductions were done and out of the way the woman picked up her writing stick and toyed with it as she smiled at him. “So what can you tell me about the type of child you are looking for?” All Tiia wanted to do was find someone that would be a good fit for him.
Being asked what he was looking for made him feel as though he was shopping for a kid. It brought on an altogether uncomfortable feeling and he shifted in the chair a bit. “I'm sorry?”
Tiia noticed his comfort level dropping and she gave him an apologetic look before explaining herself. “I only meant to learn what it is you want. If you want a son then I obviously wouldn't suggest a girl. If you have familiars then I wouldn't point you toward on of the children who has a fear of beasts.” Feeling that saying this would help she watched Gael for any signs that he was still confused.
“That.. that makes sense. Sorry, this is still new to me.” When he saw her nod and lean back in her chair he took a deep breath and did the same. Gael had to really think about what he wanted. A son or a daughter. Though he didn't favor one over the other so there was that. “Ah, well I do have a familiar. A Zanteer.” Since he wasn't going to give Bastul up he wanted to make sure that he didn't end up with a kid that hated or feared animals.
“Good to know. Do you have room for a child in your home?” Tiia was now curious about this.
“Yes. I have a spare room that they can have all to themselves.” The very room that invoked an empty feeling inside him whenever he walked past or looked toward it. “I do work so I wouldn't be able to care for a very young child.” So that took any baby babies off the table. Not that he minded really. “Apart from those things I don't think I have a preference as far as gender or personality. I would want the child to be themselves, not who I wanted them to be.” He nodded his head absently.
A large smile seemed to light up Tiia's face. “That is a very good response. Sadly, I won't be able to give any actual suggestions on kids but that just means that you get to enjoy spending time with them to figure out who steals your heart.”
When the woman had said “sadly” Gael thought that his heart would stop. Was he going to be denied? Had he answered wrong? Then Tiia told him the rest and he let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding. “Thank you. I would like to spend time with them before deciding. Does it matter how long I take?” He thought he should just ask to be sure. Maybe he had a deadline.
“Take all the time you need.”
He waited for a second longer before he turned to look at the kids as they sat eating. His orange eyes searched for the little face that he had seen the last time he had come. Brexxa. He wanted to know if she had done as he suggested and gotten washed up so that she could brush her pretty hair out. He didn't have to search long since she had spotted him and was making her way toward him as soon as she knew he was done speaking with Tiia.
“Hey Brexxa.” Was all he got out before the little girl climbed up into his lap and curled up against his chest. Gael was surprised by this and when he looked back at Tiia he could tell she was just as surprised as he was. But he smiled warmly and wrapped one arm around the little girl. “Sweetie, are you tired?” He figured she might be since the move was similar to what his little sister would do when she was tired but didn't want to go to her room.
Brexxa gave a small nod but didn't seem to otherwise move from her position. “You were gone.” Her voice seemed to take on a sad tone and it made Gael lean to the side just slightly so that he could look at her face.
“What was that? I was gone?” When she nodded again he offered her a friendly smile. “I'm sorry sweetie, I figured you were getting a bath that day and I didn't want to intrude.” Gael offered his explanation but saw that it didn't seem to matter to Brexxa.
“Don't go gone again.” It was all she said.
Not sure what else to do he simply sat there in his chair with Brexxa on his lap. He kept one arm around her to make sure she didn't fall and when he felt her body relax more he figured she had gone to sleep on him. It made him feel important in some way. He was strong enough to let the little girl who had been through so much already feel safe.
The other kids would come up to him and talk and try to play but would be mindful of the sleeping girl he was holding. When a little boy came over and seemed to be shy but curious Gael smiled at him. “Hello, what's your name?”
“Lochlyn.” For a long moment the boy stared at him then pointed to Brexxa. “My sister.” It was a statement, a fact of some sorts. Though the boy was clearly younger than the girl he held. At least by three years. He was the opposite of Brexxa though. He didn't seem to hate people and it made him wonder just what had happened to the little girl.
“Can we go home?” Lochlyn asked as he gave Gael the biggest set of Zanteer eyes the man had ever seen.
Gael was stunned to silence. Not just by the fact that the little girl in his arms, the one he had been most looking forward to seeing, had a sibling, but by the differences in them both. Not to mention the question that was posed.
Home.
The little boy wanted to go home and by the looks of it he thought Gael was the one that was coming to take him and his sister to such a place. He opened his mouth to reply but quickly realized he had no reply. How did one answer that? Not now? Maybe later? No? The man turned to look at Tiia but all she could do was shrug her shoulders. That was no help to him at all. So he looked back at Lochlyn.
“Well kiddo, I...” and he thought about it again. He adored Brexxa. Messy hair and mean attitude and all. To learn that she had a little brother just meant that he couldn't separate the two. Brexxa would likely not allow it anyways. “How about we spend some time together first. Are you scared of Zanteer?” He figured he would ask now so he knew whether or not the two would even be a good fit.
Lochlyn shook his head. It seemed the little boy was not afraid and that was a good thing. Gael would not give Bastul up. As much as he liked Brexxa and Lochlyn was growing on him, Bastul had been with him since.. well forever. Tossing him aside was not an option. “Is Brexxa?”
When the little boy shook his head again Gael smiled widely. That was good. He had no worries then when it came to Bastul and the two kids getting along. “What kind of food do you like Lochlyn?” He figured he might as well get to know the kid a bit more before he decided on anything.
“Any kind. Brex says to not be picky.” He seemed so sure of his words it was like his older sister was in charge. It made Gael chuckle a little.
“Well that is nice to know. But if you have something you like more than others let me know and I can try to get it for you alright?” He wanted to make sure that the child knew he could ask for things. It wasn't like he would simply expect Lochlyn to eat anything and everything that was put in front of him. Gael had things he didn't like so he didn't buy them but if Lochlyn or Brexxa wanted them he would get them.
The little boy moved a little closer before he leaned in and rest against Gael, a poor attempt to join his sister on his lap. When Gael noticed what it was Lochlyn was trying to achieve he did his best to adjust Brexxa and make room for the boy. Brexxa moved a little and opened her eyes long enough to see her brother then she closed them and put one arm around him to keep him close and in place. It seemed like Gael wouldn't be going anywhere soon.
“You like him?” He heard the low sound of Brexxa's voice. It startled him because he thought she was asking him if he liked Lochlyn but when he looked down he noticed that her eyes were still shut. On the other hand Lochlyn leaned in closer to her and nodded his head before answering in an equally low tone.
“Yes. Can we keep him?”
That question had Gael holding his breath so that he didn't miss the reply. None came. Brexxa was either thinking it over or had fallen back to sleep. Still, he sat there with the two on his lap apparently comfy and snoozing away. When Tiia got up and asked if he wanted her to move them he shook his head and motioned that he was alright where he was. Even if he wasn't talking to them he felt like there was some kind of bonding going on. He was their protector in that moment. Allowing them both to sleep without any worries.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:38 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ The Promise
Solo - Massif - WC 1005 - Used in Adoption
By the time the two children had woken up Gael was fairly sure his legs had gone to sleep but he didn't want to risk waking them before they were ready. Allowing them to sleep in a place where they felt safe would mean everything to them. It would be the first real peace of mind they would have had in a long time and he was not willing to rob them of that.
“You're still here.” It was Brexxa that woke first and said something. Judging by the surprise in her voice she hadn't expected Gael to be there when she woke up.
“You told me not to leave.” He offered a warm smile to her before he leaned down and gently kissed the top of her head. “Did you sleep good?” Gael at least wanted to know if his suffering of leg tingles was worth it and as she nodded he knew it was. “That's good.”
Turning his attention to the sleeping boy he decided it was best to leave him be until he was ready to wake up. Just like he had done with Brexxa. Turning to look at her again he watched as she got out of his lap and moved to find a blanket to drape over her brother. Once that was done and she was sure he was nice and warm, she looked up at Gael.
“He likes you. Says you're nice.” It was almost like she was accusing Gael of something. It was also like she was trying to say 'Don't disappoint us.'
“I think I'm nice.” He wasn't really sure how to respond to that.
“Do you want to have your own kids someday?” Brexxa had to admit she was curious. If she and Lochlyn were to live with this guy then she wanted to know if they would be replaced someday.
“Well, I would like to but since I'm not seeing anyone at the moment that kinda makes it hard to do.” Gael wasn't going to lie. He would love to be there at his child's birth and hold them as a baby. It was something he knew he missed out on as far as Brexxa and Lochlyn were concerned. But that also meant that he would do everything he could to make up for it. He really wanted these two kids to understand what it was like to be in a big loving family. It seemed like they really needed it.
“Oh...” She looked deflated. Even though he had said he had no one to have kids with he still wanted to have his own. Which meant that eventually she and her brother would be forgotten. Brexxa looked at her little brother and debated in her mind if she should pull him away from Gael now or later.
“Sweetie.. what's wrong with that? Wouldn't you like to have more little brothers or sisters? You do such a good job of looking after Lochlyn. Even in your sleep.” He smiled at her again. It was a natural instinct for her to be protective and he knew it was what made her a great big sister. “I have many brothers and a little sister. Its fun to have so many siblings.” He reached his hand out to take hers without waking the little boy in his lap.
“Brexxa, sweetie, even if I one day get to have my own children.. I would love for you and your brother to be their older siblings.” And he would. In the here and now these two had a firm hold on his heartstrings. Gael was determined to adopt them. Both. He would have to speak with Tiia about how to go about it but he knew these two would be living with him and be his children. “You know.. I have a familiar. His name is Bastul and he's a Zanteer. He'd love to meet you both and be able to play.” Gael knew his beast was a hyper thing and he loved to play around.
Brexxa seemed to light up then. “A Zanteer?” Apparently the promise of a pet had her in better spirits. Slowly she started to smile, the first real one he'd seen on her face since he'd arrived. After staring at her brother for a moment she brought her eyes to look at Gael's face. “Lochlyn wants a brother.” That was something she couldn't give her younger sibling, but if Gael kept his word then even when he had his own kids they would still be welcome and that would mean that Lochlyn would get all the siblings he wanted. “I want to trust you. I don't want you to throw us away.”
“Oh, Brexxa. I could never do that. You and your brother, if you both agree, will be my children.” That meant something to him. He would be extending his protection, his love, his home and family to both of them. “I would never leave you somewhere and not come back. I say that because I may ask my sister to watch you while I go hunting or something but I would always come home.” And if he thought he couldn't come home then he would send word. Something so that they knew he still wanted them. “Then maybe when you are older I will take you with me so that you won't have to even worry about that.”
Hearing of plans to be watched by his sister and then possibly taken with him when they were older had her really staring at him. He was making plans for the future and that future included her and her brother. A strange type of feeling was starting and she wasn't sure how to handle it. There was a bit of panic that rose up but there was nothing to run from so she didn't move instead she ended up having tears spill over onto her cheeks. “You really won't leave us?”
“I really won't.”
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2020 8:29 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Take Your Daughter to WorkPRP - Massif - ( 5 pts )
Link - With Brexxa
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2020 7:36 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Kids Eat FreePRP - Massif -
Link - With Irtri and Brexxa
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 9:22 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ A Different ViewPRP - Massif -
Link - With Onoroa and Brexxa
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2020 8:20 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ Coming TogetherWE - Massif - ( 5 pts )
Link - Solo
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2020 12:17 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ✧✧✧ The World That Grows
Solo - Massif - WC 672 ( 2 pts )
It was late, the sky had darkened and the stars were shining. Thankfully his daughter had gone to sleep so he didn’t have to worry about her. She was growing up too fast for him. Gael was still getting used to having his sweet, shy little girl around and here it was that she was starting to become more social. She was coming out of her shell, which was a good thing and he wouldn’t deny that, but he wasn’t used to it. It worried him that all too soon he’d not have her at home anymore. Where had the time gone?
A sigh left him as he shook his head and turned his mind to other things. They were still in Yael. The ship was waiting on one more bit of cargo to be delivered and then they would be off. Likely be tomorrow night. So he took the time to stroll along the shore, his boots making prints in the wet sandy mud. He could hear the squelch of water being squeezed from the land under his weight. It was a different sound from being home. There he was used to the sound of just sand. His orange eyes dropped down to the ground so that he could look where he stepped, a soft smile appearing. How different the world was amazed him sometimes. Across the ocean the land had a different feel to it. It was damp and dark and full of secrets. Not all good, he imagined. Back home the earth was sandy, dry, and bright.
It made him think about how different the world would be in yet other areas. Belrea? What was their earth like? Was it sandy? Mucky? Or rocky? Did they have nice shores like this for normal ships? Or were their ports all for those flying monstrosities? And the new land? Kahikina was it? What of their land? Surely they had a mix as well.
Ah but he’d heard the people there stayed in the water for the most part. Gale shifted his gaze to the sea then. His walking stopped and he stood in place. The sound of the waves crashing to shore filled the silence, a comfort to him. But it made him curious. The fish people of Kahikina, could they handle all types of water or was there only certain types they could stay in? Was it all ocean water? Salty and heavy. Or could they deal with crisp river waters? What about swampy waters that were dirty and full of particles? Was it easier to find them at low tide? High tide?
A hand came up to rub over his beard, the other shoving itself into the pocket of his pants. It was interesting to think about. As a matorian he’d always been called ‘Fish’ by others, mostly those that were still prejudice. Thankfully the open world also meant open minds. So now that there were actual fish people out there he wanted to know how different they were to him. Would they have something in common? Were the Matorian’s descendants of these people and they were just now rediscovering them? Or was it the other way around? Or were they not related at all? There was a small shake of his head as his hand dropped back down to his side and he let out a sigh. “Guess the only way to find out is to meet one.” Which meant he’d have to go there or hope that they were curious enough to come to the main land.
Turning back around he headed for the ship. He’d need to clean off his boots before he tricked mud all over the deck and into the hull. If he was lucky he could sneak in quietly enough to not wake Brexxa. The girl was a light sleeper to be sure but she didn’t need to be woken up every time he entered or exited the room they shared. “Maybe the weather will be nice enough to sleep on deck tonight.”
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