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x__ Lilypads
Participants: Airaka , Yahima and Patrick

Airaka sat on the edge of the fountain, watching the baby ghost fluttering her and there. He seemed not at all tiresome. The wyvern wisp was currently attampting to attack a butterfly with his golden wand. Airaka leaned back slightly, closing her eyes from the light of the sun. She shot a hand out, catching the foutain edge to keep her balance. The garden was perfect for pondering.

And pondering was what Airaka was doing. She wondered whether or not the boy would be as hyperactive now when he soldifies. Will he be able to make friends with the other babies. Airaka believed the wyvern boy would be able to befriend Yashima easily, but not to sure about the other two. Then again, Airaka half feared the other children. Coailiann with her attitude, and Kishi just because she was a succubus. Airaka was pretty sure Yashima was safe.

A sudden nudge at her shoulder startled Airaka, and she had to grab the edge of the fountain with both hands. Her eyes had popped open, and she sat there breathing heavier then usual, sounds of gleeful baby gurgling in her head.

"Very funny..." she muttered.

But her scowl turned to a grin, and the wyvern floated away again to explore the lilypads.

Yashi was safe until he remembered who and what he had been. But now, as a toddling baby using his wand as a crutch, he was as innocent as the purely driven snow and just as pale.

He was meandering side-by-side with his father, startling white against the deep brown of the larger Patrick. The human was talking absently to his son, voice mild and sing-song, chatting about one of their clan. Yashima, on the other hand, was toddling in the akward movements of a toddler, his plush geisha doll in one arm and his wand in the other.

When the wyvern came into view with his girl-thing, the foxkit let out a squeal, the hand clutching the wand pointing at them sharply, almost accusing. "Shounen~"

Airaka blinked, and got to her feet at the shout. She had look worried at first, but then at spotting Yashima and Patrick she grinned.

"Hello Patrick. Hello Yashima."

The wyvern waved his wand at Yashima, then turned about, distracted by a butterfly that had landed on the grass. When he floated toward it, the butterfly took off again, and Airaka heard a slight hissing in her mind. She blinked dumbly, with a flustered look in her eyes. But she said,
"Yashima's grown since I last saw him."


"Mmhmm. He's officially a 'toddler' now. Your kiddlet's grown too, I see." Patrick smiled faintly, leaning down to scoop the still-pointing Yashima up and cuddle him to his chest.

The toddler was having none of that. His wand was gnawed on and the doll clutched close and he wriggled himself fiercely agaisnt Patrick. His father winced slightly and put the boy down with a siiiigh. "How've you b een, Airaka? Dealing OK with the baby ghost ness? It's weird, isn't it?"

"Watage!" Yashima squeaked towards the other wand, taking large baby steps towards him, small, floofy tail waving in the air. "Wa-ta-geee!"

Airaka nodded her head, her eyes trailing over the fuming wyvern wisp.
"Congratz. I've been great. Ish. You know? "
As her blue eyes moved back to Patrick, she said weakly,
"Yeah... It is. I can kind of hear him in my head. Or atleast, I thi it's him. I may just be going insane."
She chuckled, then blinked over at Yashima,
"Do you understand what he is saying?"
The wyvern ghost floated closer to Yashima, and waved his wand around a bit more, before circling about the boy. Airaka got a shot of gleeful gurgles from the boy.

"Yeah, I know." He knew. One hand patted his own stomach with a sigh, head shaking and glancing back with a grin.

"Oh, no. That's definately him, darlin'. Definately, definately him. I heard it with yashi too, except he didn't say or do all that much. He was quieter."

Yashima, at Airakas question, paused andwrinkled his nose, pointing again at the wyvern. "Fukafuka?" Ears flicked slightly, fingertips moving to tickle against that cloud of fluff. "Fukafuka watage!"

"...nope. I don't have a goddamn clue. Neveah did, though. She talked to him."

Airaka had been attempting to figure out what was with that stomach. Either Patrick had gotten fat really fast, or he was pregnant. She doubted both ideas.
"Oh... My boy seems to enjoy making noises. He also moves quite a lot. Good to know I'm not going insane though. "
She blinked at Yashima, and her own child, whom had stopped circling around Yashima, and was now floating a ways away from him, groggily so, as if her were dizzy.
"I wonder if he'll speak anything other then English." she said, referring to the wyvern ghost.

Yashima dropped both his doll and his wand to reach up at the babyghost, cradling it between his palms and trying to tug it closer.. He wasn't a very strong boy, though, and he couldn't will a baby ghost to do something it didn't want to.

Instead, he squished his eyes shut and projected, loudly, loudly, for all to hear that had the capacity to see into the thoughts of one little godly messanger, Boythingyeah?

Patrick would kill whoever called him fat. Period. He almost dive tackled the doctor and murdered him for mentioning it. Instead, he smiled and moved to sit on the edge of the fountian, stretching out. "You're not insane," He assured her, shoulders shrugging. "He might. Yashi knew a little english until he heard Iamels damned Sailor moon theme song. Kay speaks english."

The baby ghost fidgeted. He didn't want to be held, but would the boy with the tail ignore him if he didn't submit. Attention is gold. And there was many ways to get gold. He wanted gold from this boy, now. So the wyvern wisp submitted. He shivered a bit as he heard the voice in his head.
Yeah, yeah.

"Sailor Moon? Well, hopefully I'll be able to understand him a bit. He might speak... " she paused, pondering on it for a second, "Draconic... I think. Because he is dragon like."
Airaka gave a shrug of her shoulders.
"I'll wait and see, I guess."

Yashi blinked and petted at the little baby ghost, fingers dropping when he realized the fidgeting was one of impatiance, not of being happy or wanting to get closer - Iamel did that sometimes. Wriggled and twisted until he was close enough to cling to someone.

Yeahyeahboything? The little fox wasn't too good with seperating his thoughts, like Coailiann was... He was only good at projecting and he could recieve things easily. But seperating them into coherancy? Not much of it.

"Sailor moon," Patrick confirmed, nose wrinkling. "A girl cartoon. He put it on and the second Yashima heard it, he's refused to speak anything but that. I'm getting frustrated... What does Draconic sound like, anyway?"

The ghost gave a soft whimper into Airaka's head, causing the woman to look over at him for a second, before turning back to Patrick. His thoughts were quick, and detatched, yet soft. This whole speaking in the mind thing was weird to him.
Yes. Boything. Me.
Yes, speaking out through ones mind was difficult, and confusing.

"Mmm... Sailor Moon seems to be very popular. "
She grinned, then paused a bit at his second question.
"Draconic sounds like..." Airaka hesitates again, "... Well... hissing. Sort of. It's a pretty old language."
She shrugged her shoulders, for she did not know much of the language, only having heard it once when Kris had had a verbal fight with someone.

Okay. The little thing didn't like the mind talk and without someone telepathic that could help, neither did Yashima. So he just reached back up, petting softly at the little fluff with a squeak.

"Watage," His words were wisely said, although it meant something along the lines of 'fluff'. To a child his size, everything was wise.

"Does it? I thought it looked a little too girlie for him, but then the killing and lesbians kicked in and then it just kind of scared me." Patrick laughed, head shaking a little.

Draconic is a hissing language? Nifty. One eyebrow arched and Patrick let out a soft hiss between his teeth by pushing at the air, lips quirking into a grin once more. "It'd be hard to understand, even if it IS pretty, I imagine."

The white wisp floated up, nudging into the foxkits hand. He didn't understand what the toddler was saying, but he did kind of enjoy the pets.

Airaka shrugged her shoulders,
"I mean Kishi and her sister watch it as well." She then raised a finger to her chin, looking thoughtful, before continuing,
"I didn't know there was lesbians or killing. Doesn't sound that good for children to be watching."

She let out a bit of a giggle when Patrick hissed,
"They do use words. But when they talk real fast, it sounds like snakes at war. I don't know much though. I would have to get a friend of mine to teach me the language if the little boy does talk Draconic."

Yashi giggled loudly at the nudges, fingertips tickling at the cloud with a grin. He liked this little white wisp! It was new and different and liked his fingers.

Patrick just grinned, shoulders rising in a shrug. "In the English version they say the lesbians are cousins...but whatever." One dismissive wave of his hand, and he grinned once more, nose crinkling up. "They'll learn english eventually. Kay knows English. Yashi will just have to learn."

He held out his wand as he nudged once more into Yashima's hand. The wyvern waved his wand infront of the kitsune's eyes.

Airaka paused for a second, before nodding her head.
"Oh. I see. Counsins intresting."
She grinned, and shrugged her shoulders as well.
"Yeah. It'll be intresting when he starts speaking."
The red head turned to Yashima and her own child.
"I'm honestly getting kind of giddy. Supposedly he becomes a living, breathing child next time. I wonder how he'll act. What he'll like. Everything like that. "
She gave Patrick a weak grin, then looked back at the two.

Yashima squealed at the waving and a giggle left his lips, little hands clapping together in childish delight. It was a wand! It was waving at him! Yay! So cute!

"Fukafuka kawaii~" The little boy giggled, fingers moving to tickle-pet along the smoke still, cheeks getting pink from his excitement.

Patrick just grinned, shoulders rising into a shrug. "It IS exciting... yashi was something of a surprise. He just popped into his crib one day while we were setting up his bedroom. He just stared at us like he knew we were there... I'm sure your brat is going to be just as cute as he is."

The dark man smirked, shrugging once more. "I haven't regreted the fox yet."

The ghost baby retracted his wand, his 'tail' flicking with the movement, and he let loose a gleeful thought.

He thought caught Airaka by surprise, which it did every so often, and she raised her sunkissed fingers to her temples.
"He's kinda loud... but I think he likes Yashima."
She lowered her hands, and grinned at Patrick, before reverting to their other conversation.
"Oh, he was a bit of a surprise this time. I was changing a bird feeder when he baby ghisted. I fell right out of the tree, and sprained my arm. It's pretty much healed."
She held up her left arm with a grin.
"I wonder what will happen this time," she said, this time accompanied by a chuckle.

Yashima giggled and wriggled at him with his fingers, tail lashing back and forth. He LIKED this little ghost child! he was fun and amusing and and and..yes!

"I think yashi likes him too, so it works." Patrick grins, ducking down to ruffle at his sons hair. "You sprained your arm? Gods be damned, that sucks! At least it's getting better JUST in time for you to get a kid though, you know?"

Another laugh before he scooped Yashima up, bouncing him gently on his knee. "Sorry but it's almost time for fox-kit's nap... he gets grumpy otherwise. But we should totally catch up again. I think he might pout without the dragon thing."

As Patrick collected his child in his arms, Airaka waved the ghost over. Of course, the ghost had gone right back to chasing butterflys, not acknowledging Airaka at all. She stood there, face turning red, then looked back over at Patrick.
"Yes. Just in time."
The thoughts sent a shot of happiness through out her, and she grinned.
"Of course. I'm sure we would love to see Yashima and you again. "

x__ Quest

Arms filled with assorted good, Airaka marched into the room, and stood there, grinning about the scantly clad room. It was so bare. So dull. Whilst Airaka wouldn't have much minded a slightly unimportant room, she doubted the child would. She glanced over her solder, and blinked a waited a couple seconds before her helpers came into view.
"Darius, Sari, thanks." she said again.
The children nodded, and they both moved further into the room. Each were holding the shiny objects, while Airaka carried the blankets and other soft such. Airaka believed the two would put more care into their work with greater responsibility. She was right. Darius hadn't acted up, and Sari was taking much more care in her step rather then her usual quick to move, and quick to think.
"Alright," she said, looking back at the most of the room. "You can set that stuff down, and we'll decide where to put everything."
They both responded diligently, setting down the shiny baubles. Airaka stepped over to the bed, setting down the the blanket, and the pillow in the bed. She grinned, then set the fluffy rabbit like creature and the hippo at the opposite side of the pillow.
Then Sari let out a little squeak, and Airaka swiftly hopped toward her, only to find out the reason she had screamed was the floating baby ghost near her head. Airaka flushed, and the baby ghost lowered himself down to the shinies. He let out a gleeful gurgle, and Airaka grinned.
"Well, he likes it."
Darius looked at Airaka,
"Why does he get all this anyway? He's a baby. What use is all this stuff to a baby?"
Airaka turned about, and shrugged her shoulders, picking up the dream catcher, and hooking it above the window.
"He's a dragon like creature. Dragons really enjoy shiny stuff. Gold coins, crowns, necklaces, bracelets. Anything. And a room is the place for one to feel at home. One should enjoy their room."
She gave a sigh, and turned back to the rest of the stuff. Having a child was expensive stuff! All the coinage she had saved for a treat to herself was spent on the child. She wished she had enough money, just enough that she didn't have to live pay check to pay check.
Airaka raised a hand as the baby ghost brushed against her shoulder, and he pet him as best she could. But the boy was definitely worth it. She turned her frown upside down, and turned to the two children.
"Alright, so are we ready to sort this stuff?"
The two kids nodded, and took up an item each. Airaka addressed Darius first, who was holding the gazing ball. She winced a bit at the item, but grinned at him all the same,
"Where do you wanna put that?"
Darius looked around the room.
"How about that center table?"
Airaka grinned and nodded her head,
"If you want!�"
Although the boy seemed a bit surprised by the freedom, he strutted over to the table, and set down the gazing ball, right in the center.
Oh it would be the first thing Airaka saw when she came in the room. She knew the thing had magic of some sort. But the gazing ball had been a gift from a friend, who had insisted she put it near the dragon boy, say they were also attracted to magical items. Oh woe.
She then turned to Sari, who sifted under the gaze, In her hands was clutched a bottle which seemed to have white sand in it, or liquid. Which ever. It too, seemed to have a magical aurora.
"And -?"
Before Airaka could finish her sentence, Sari set the bottle near the lamp, where light bounded off of it, giving the whole room a slight magical glow. She then turned to Airaka, and nodded her head.
The white ghost had been floating about the room, and now made it's way back to Airaka. It pointed, with it's wand, at the shiny objects pilled near the door, two bracelets and the necklace from Krisalynn.
"I ... don't have a ... jewelry box for him yet. So, lets just set it on the dresser."
The children nodded, and each of them picked up a piece of jewelry and placed them in a group on the dresser.
"We're done!" Airaka exclaimed, with a clap of her hands.
The two kids grinned at her, and the white ghost baby floated near the jewels.
"Now, as a reward, who wants cookies and ice cream."
Both children cheered, and Darius turned to Sari, a look of challenge in his eyes,
"Bet you I could be the first to the kitchen!"
"No way!" Sari shot back, and the two took off.
Airaka chuckled, and turned to the baby ghost.
"Come on dearest, lets go make sure the two aren't hurt."
The ghost hesitated, but soon followed after her, and the two moved to the kitchen

x__ Log - Airaka

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Welcome Airaka

"A baby is an inestimable blessing and bother" -- Mark Twain
Mood: Tired

Hello world! The almost baby is a real baby now, and quite a handful. Never have I taken care of such a delicate thing before! Nor do I really remember truly seeing one. If I remember correctly, I wasn't exactley allowed from going anywhere near my younger half-brother.

But my baby. He is so adorable, so delicate, and so ... so just whoa! Having a child really is something truly different. Such a cute little boy, with brown locks, and yellow eyes. And white wings.

I never thought wyvern had white wings. I thought they were brown, or atleast gold. Maybe my my baby is the reincarnation of an albino wyvern. I don't know.


I just had to walk away from the computer. He may be adorable, and delicate, but he is pretty loud, and much to curious. I'm afraid he is going to open his crib and fall out.

He really loves that wand of his, but seems to hate hands. My wyvern baby cries whenever I thouch with my hands, so I'm forced to wear gloves. He also stick his own hands in his mouth, guming at them. Although he hates his hands, he doesn't seem to notice that he actually uses them often. He is pretty skilled with using his tail and toes to grab stuff.

As for food, he seems to dislike the fruit based baby foods, but not so much the formula. He actually really enjoys the formula. I think the only reason he eats the baby food is because he gets to have the shiny spoon in his mouth.

It's so cute how he swoons over his shinies. Just makes me feel so silly, and childish.

Well... He's crying again. I think I spent to much time away from him. He hordes attention as much as he hordes shinies.

Good day ~ Airaka

x__ Omelettes
Partcipants: Airaka, Xtol, and Coailiann

Airaka stepped into the head quarters from the portal, her red hair messy, her blue eyes coloured with sleeplessness. The baby in her arms had a few flecks of the crimson locks woven around his fingers. It seemed the boy had began to develop an acceptance to his fingers and hands, finding them more useful then his toes. His hands had thumbs after all.

Airaka plopped down on the couch, bouncing the wyvern so the impact wouldn't surprise him that much. He a gurgling noise, and grabbed towards Airaka hands. As she lifted one tanned hand, he leaned dangerously toward. Airaka swung her other arm around to catch him from falling, but not before he caught her fingers in his mouth. The woman blinked, then gave a laugh, at the baby turned his yellow eyes toward her, with a seemingly questioning expression in his eyes.

Coailiann thought she heard noise coming from the main lobby, and in an idle hope, the Sidhe wished it would be Callix again. She had just seen him the day before and the chances of them returning for another visit so soon were slim to none, but the little girl could certainly hope, right?

Peeking out of her bedroom and down the long hall way, Coailiann noticed red hair. RED HAIR? Callix had red hair!...But the head was much larger. Darn. That must mean....

Thinking a moment at all the guardians she had met, Coailiann smiled. The only red head she remembered was Airaka, the guardian of that cute little dragon thing.

She slipped into her room once more to put on a jean skirt and a frilly white top before skipping out into the main lobby again, her bare feet slapping gently against the uncarpeted portion of floor.

"Hello!" she greeted, giving a small little wave. Company was always good! Especially when her momma was asleep.

Airaka smiled warmly at Coailiann, pushing a strand of her chaotic red hair behind her ear.
"Hello."
The child on her lap had pulled Airaka's finger's from her mouth, and leaned against Airaka, hands raised toward her shiny earring. When the woman moved out of his hands reach, he growled at her, and turned to Coailiann.

His small fingers flexxed, and he streatched out his wings, waving them aswell. A smile had come to his face, his little body fidgeting with glee. He was happy to see someone other then Airaka and the kids she watched over in the afternoon.

Coailiann bounded over to the couch and flopped herself down, "How're you two today?" she asked politely, tilting her head to look at them with that innocent little smile. Half of her white locks had decided to fall over her face, however, obscuring her vision.

She didn't bother to remove them, though. She could see well enough, and they weren't bothering her quite yet.

"Can I hold 'im?"

Airaka nodded her head, and set the child in Coailiann's lap, making sure the girl was holding him correctly. He fidgeted, finding his right position, then chortled happily. His small fingers were pushed into his mouth, and he leaned against Coailiann, watching her with his big golden eyes.

"As for how we are doing, I'm a bit tired, though other then that I'm fine. And I'm pretty sure he's feeling much better then I am."
The wyrmling had been waking her up at random times each night, so her sleep cycle was out of wack. He didn't seem to be feeling much different, though.

Coailiann giggled and stroked her small fingers through the little boy's hair, "I'm tired too but mostly because Kishi's a big bundle of energy now and Daddy says I need to help him."

She nodded at that before looking down at Xtol, making a funny face at him, "How come everyone has wings but me?"

She was supposed to have wings. She saw that in her dream. Why didn't she? A pout touched the child's features and she sighed, "He can fly?"

Airaka listened to the child, guessing that "Daddy" meant Malen, and asked,
"So then... Kishi has grown? She's a toddler now?"
She folded her hands in her lap, and looked at the television, before back at Coailiann.
"Not all children have wings. I'm pretty sure Yashima doesn't have wings."
Her blue eyes darted to the boy, and she gave a weary smile. Xtol, flying? Oh how that would be instresting.
"He can't even walk yet. It'll be a while till he can fly."

He raised a hand to Coailiann's white hair, fingering it, but not grabbing hold as he did with Airaka's hair.


She was very grateful that the little boy didn't tug on her hair. It was delicate, like silk, and she was pretty sure if he pulled too hard it'd snap. Then she'd be upset.

And an upset sidhe was not something on a good To-Do list.

"No, but he has a tail. I'm plain," she laughed softly and cuddled the little boy, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. She did love children now that she was older, especially since she was at least bigger than them.

"Kishi's a toddler now," Coailiann confirmed.

Airaka shook her head presistently,
"You're not plain. You're everything but plain. Just because you don't have wings or a tail, doesn't mean your plain. "
Also, she believed wings and a tail would be difficult to get used to. Xtol had already caused many messes with his wings and his tail.
"Hmm... You'll have to congratulate her and Malen for me."

"I think she's going to give daddy a heart attack," she claimed, though really, Kishi was a better baby than she had ever been, according to the journal her mom had showed her.

Coailiann didn't say anything about her being anything but plain. She had a biiig problem with her being so...colorless, but she didn't bring it up very often. In fact, the first time she had voiced it had been with Callix the previous night.

"What's it like being a momma?"

Airaka smiled warmly at Coailiann, chuckling inwardly at the thought of Malen having a heart attack.
"Honestly, I don't quite know what's it's like being a mother. It's different."
She paused, watching Coailiann, then smiled again.
"Good different, though. I find it particularly amazing. Being a mother is much different then being a babysitter. As a babysitter, I watched the child for a couple hours, helped they, and interacted with them. As a mother, I feel as if I must constantly be around Xtol, watching him, protecting him. It's not just a couple hours job."
She leaned back in the couch and closed her eyes a moment.
"Do you wish to be a mother, Coailiann?" Airaka asked, as she reopened her eyes, "I think you would be a great mother."

She shrugged her shoulders, "Iunno. Maybe someday? They're cute, when they're not yellin' and screamin' and poopin'..." she smiled a little at Airaka as she bounced Xtol just a little bit.

"I watched kids. I think I was a nanny," she blinked, "Before I died. Momma says that's why I'm so good with kids. It's...uh....."

She forgot the word that Ianna used and simply shrugged yet again, "Can't remember what she said, but she said it...." another pause, "Where do babies come from? Do they all come from wands? Cuz Patrick has babies inside him."

Airaka watched Xtol and nodded her head. When they weren't screaming. She gave a quick sigh, unable to catch herself. Her blue eys quickly darted to Coailiann, and her head tilted slightly.
"So then.. you know that you've died once."
Airaka fidgeted uncomfortably, her voice softer then usual, and looked over Coailiann, before glancing away. She glanced back at Coailiann to answer her questions with a smile on her face,
"No. Not all babies come from wands. I didn't even know they came from wands till I recievied Xtol. The babies I knew about were born from pregnant women. Or men, I guess."
She couldn't figure out what Ianna had told Coailiann.

She nodded, "Mhmm. My name was Bébhinn."

The little girl raised a brow at Airaka's answer, "Uhuh. There are babies in Patrick's tummy, but how did they GET there? How are babies made? If they don't come from wands...." she trailed off and looked rather contemplatively at Xtol.

She knew he was made because of her sister, just like she was. But...How were Patrick's babies made? Or others?

"Um... well..."
It just dawned on Airaka what she was being asked. Her face tinged red, and her fingers fidgeted. She couldn't figure out whether or not she should tell. Coailiann wasn't her child, anyway. She grinned weakly, glancing towards the roof, as if it were going to give an answer.
"Coailiann... Babies are created when two people love each other. Like Patrick and his partner. They love each other very much. One person has the egg, and the other person has the ... fish. Patrick has an egg, that is why is pregnant. Most females have eggs, while most males have fish. Inside the egg, a baby starts to grow. "
Airaka blushed at her explaination, looking down at Xtol, who looked away from Coiliann, and wiggled his tongue.

Coailiann blinked, "So babies are made by eggs and fish? What are we, omelettes?" she looked incredibly confused at the moment, blinking several more times. Meh. Nonetheless, she'd ask her father later.

And why was Airaka blushing like that? Meh. More confused than she had been, she simply cuddled Xtol more.

"I don't like the thought of being an omelette."

Airaka blinked at Coailiann, startled,
"No.. Not omelettes."
This was so difficult. She couldn't just have said the stork or something like that, now could she?
"Were not omelettes. We are being of substance with a mind, and a soul."
She looked nervously over at Coailiann, and grinned rather childishly.


"So we're walking, talking, breathing omelettes," Coailiann concluded, giving Airaka a really weird look, "A Fish omelette. No wonder we stink when we're out in the sun too long...."

She shrugged her shoulders yet again and yawned, poking at Xtol, "I think he fell asleep."

Airaka sighed, and looked to the floor. Omelettes. She wondered what she was going to do when Xtol decided to ask her something like that. Or what if he didn't ask her, and just went ahead and did it? A frantic look came to her face. What if he son became a whore, or something like that?! What if, what if, what if?!

Coailiann's voice brought her out of her imaginings, and she blinked down at Xtol.
"Oh yes... Babies need to sleep alot. I believe it's more then 14 hours a day."
She took the sleeping baby boy from Coailiann's arms, and smiled at the girl.
"Thanks for the chat Coailiann. It was great to see you again. Xtol and I should be getting home, though, so he can sleep in a proper bed. "
Airaka got to her feet, her face still flushed, and smiled warmly at Coailiann.
"I'd wave bye, but I have a baby in my arms. See you later, Coailiann. "
The red head chuckled, and stepped toward the portal. She gave the girl one last large smile, before stepping into it.

Seconds later, she appeared in the wand shop. She sighed again, and quickly exited the door, attempting to calm her mind from frantic future thinkings.

x__ A War at Hand
Participants: Airaka, Xtol, Malen and Kishi

Airaka clutched the young brunette wyrmling to her chest, scanning the area for anyone alive, before stepping out into the open of the main lobby. She half wanted to seek out Coailiann, and half didn't. The red-head hoped to explain things more intelligently to the child, but she was also nervous that she might mess up, like she had the last time. The word, "Omelet" still echoed through her mind.

Xtol yawned again, and stretched out his wings, forcing Airaka to switch hands around so she could hold him in her arm, and hold the baby carrier in her other hand. His tail swung back and forth beneath him, as he watched his mother with wide yellow eyes, chewing on the pacifier stuck in his mouth. While it prevented him from making noise, he found it odd, and enjoyable.

The mother-son pair moved toward the television, which seemed to be Airaka's favorite spot when she entered the main lobby, even though she never turned the TV on, and fell into one of the large plush chairs. Xtol sat in his mothers lap, tiny fingers brushing against the comfy furniture; it felt different from the harder chairs at home. His mother smiled warmly, though distractedly, thankful for the quietness, and running her fingers through the child's hair, as she fiddled with her thoughts.

Kishi raced down the hallway her flowerkitten in tow. Her father after making some delicious baking things had retired to his room and refused to come out. Upon spotting Xtol she squealed, the dragon boy was one of her favorite people." Hi Xtol wanna play?" Kishi was well aware that Xtol was smaller than her now and so was his wand but she was tired of her normal wand fighting anyways and was open for other forms of play.

Malen who'd heard the name Xtol through the wall jumped off the bed and marched out of his room and into the living room "Airaka where in the hell do you get off telling a child babies come from Fish and eggs,and that men have fish, I mean gods woman even I could have manged the word p***s if required to while sorting out the mess you made." Malen yelled at the woman completely ignoring the fact that there were two young children in the vicinity. He had few good feelings for the woman to begin with and this had been the last straw.

Xtol also let out a half squeal, until he noticed the pacifier falling from his mouth. Then he wave his arms wildly, until Airaka grabbed the small blue object, and put it back in they baby wyvern's mouth. He held out his hands and toes towards Kishi, wiggling both his finger and his toes.

Airaka smiled warmly at Kishi,
"My, you've grown, Ki -"
Her compliment was interupted by Malen. She blinked dumbly at him, before he first swore, then her hands flew to Xtol's ears, and a look of fright came to her eyes. Quickly, her fingers turned the boy toward her, Xtol seeming quite peeved by the fact, but she hugged the child tightly the whole time, glaring at Malen.

"Malen. Calm down."
She released the fidgeting child in her arms, and set him back down in her lap. Xtol growled at her, and attempted to turn himself back around towards Kishi. When he failed, only moving a bit, tears started down his face. Airaka reached over beisde her, pulling the blanket out from the child carrier, whipping off Xtol's tears with it. That didn;t calm the child though, nope. Xtol started howling, and she sighed, getting to her feet, and rocking the child back and forth. The steady movement lolled the child back to a more calm state, and she set the child inside the carrier so he could sit up.

As Xtol's fingers coiled around the handle, he grinned at Kishi, and Airaka moved toward Malen. She rolled her eyes, and said,
"I really wish you wouldn't use curse words around my child. You can raise Kishi your own way, but don't go against how I raise Xtol."
She smiled weakly at him, now moving on to the reason he had even entered the room. Her face was, once again, tinged pink at the whole mess of everything.
"I didn't believe Coailiann needed to learn about 'where babies come from' at her age. I do admit, I am at fault here. I should have just told her to speak with either you or Ianna. "

Kishi who'd been momentarily frozen by her fathers rage relaxed when she decided she wasn't it's target and made her way over to Xtol. Kneeling she reached out to touch him.

Malen gave a snort and contined to glare at Airaka as though she were someone undeserving of his presence. It was rare for Malen to be in such a mood, rare for him to truly feel anger and usually it was when he was hunting the worst kind of scum but now he simply refused to control his temper. "I do not give a flying rats a** what these children hear at the moment they are young and more interested in each other than what we say. You would do well to remember that headqueaters or not this is my home Airaka and that means we use my rules." Malen seethed trembling with rage but restraining himself from actually cuasing any harm to the cursed woma. "When children ask you a question you awnser them and you awnser it truthfully and to the best of yoru ability otherwise you just confuse them. The first mistake any parent makes is lying to their children because eventually they grow up and become distant from us becuase they feel we can't be trusted. You could have already planted the seeds of distrust in Kay Now that i've had to explain to her that you were wrong. In the future you will not presume to tell my children anythin gthat is not a scientfic fact no matter what they ask you is that understood" He thundered.

Xtol was paused by the yelling, eying the adults, his head tilted slightly. He flinched when he felt someone near him, and turned back to Kishi. His yellow eyes watched her for a few moment, before his tail wiggled out, and he sat it against the palm of her hand.

Airaka's hand flew up to her mouth as Malen swore again, eyes widening then shrinking as she lowered her hands. Both hands were clenched into a fist as she replied,
"I know that Xtol is young, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't have ears. He watches everything you say, and learns from it."
Though her voice was cold, it didn't become any louder from it's usual
quiet state.

"You, obviously, have a different way of raising your children then I do. I understand that. But that doesn't mean that I will change myself to teach exactly as you do Malen. I will not explain to Xtol, when he is the same age as Coailiann, how to properly have sex. If lying keeps him away from making love at six, then so be it.

Though, because you have asked it of me, I will not tell your children anything but facts, or, if I don't feel sutible to answer the question, I'll direct the children toward you."

Kishi grinned and began petting his tail " You're pretty you know , you have nice wings and tail, I wish i could have a tail too." Kishi truly thought that having a tail would be wonderful, she could flock it when annoyed or tap people with it or just pretend to talk to and put a puppet on it. Someday she decided she would have a tail.

Malen shrugged "Then he'll learn to swear, if you dont like it don't come here unless you need Ianna." Malen knew his words were unfair and that he couldn't expect the guardian to keep away when Xtol would probably need to socialise with his own kind ona regular basis as he grew. Still letting Airaka know she was unwelcome would atleast keep her civil.

He laughed harshly at her words" Proper sex talk informs the child that they are not ready to have sex at a young age it also prepares them for any predators they might encounter. Safe means informed woman unless you think you can watch your boy every minute of the day as he grows and you feel him old enough to know of course by then both friends and the internet should have him more informed that you probably are." Malen was vaughly aware that he was becoming cruel but the thought of Coailiann looking up at him so confused and so vulnerable fueled the anger within him

Xtol looked at the girl, with his bright yellow eyes, then tilted himself so he was leaning on her. He flicked his tail around he other side, so she could still reach it if she wanted to, and gurgled softly.

Airaka blinked at his statements, flinched, and reached up to scratched the mark under her left eye. She gave a sigh, and looked over at the two children, before back at Malen.
"So, are you telling me, that you have already, or will soon, tell Kishi about sex? What do you judge as a 'young age'? And, yes, if needed, I will watch Xtol every moment of my life, if that is how I must keep him from dangers, such as yourself."
She opened and closed her fists, watching for his rebuttle.

Kishi wrapped her arms around Xtol so she could continue to pet him. it war hard became he had wings that got in the way but that was ok. " someday we will fly togeather" she stated calmly. Kishi had made up her mind on this fact, after all what would be more fun that flying with her friend who had an awesome tail.

Malen took a menacing step towards Airaka eyes glinting " How dare you accuse me of being a danger to a child." Malen's voice was was cold and steady. "******** dare you, get out of My house Airaka and do not return until you learn some respect." All of the past arument was now sweapt aside, Airaka had thrown down the worst possible insult she could and Malen was teetering on the edge of snapping.

Xtol felt odd in the hug, and wiggled slightly before relaxing. His tail waved back and forth. He didn't understand what Kishi was saying, though he was pretty sure it meant something good, before Airaka hugged him before he got something good.

"Respect..."
Airaka coughed slightly, before continuing with what it was she was going to say.
"Respect, Malen, is the only thing I grew up on. If anyone needs to learn it, it's you. "

She was ready to leave, and turned around to do so, though she paused as she saw Xtol and Kishi chugging each other. The red-head coughed again, watching the two uncomfortably, with no idea of what she should do at the moment. She felt no reason to just detach the children from each other, but she was starting to feel nevous standing by Malen.

"Kishi leave the room." Kishi looked over at her father confused by the words and not wanting to leave Xtol but her father's tone brooked no arugment. Kishi placed a kiss Xtol forehead stood up and headed down the hall turning so she could go into the gardens where her sister would be swimming.

Malen took another step towards Airaka "I will give you thirty seconds to leave my house woman before I give you the sound thrashing you deserve for daring to insult me as you have." The malen who stood before Airaka now was not the one who danced about the kitchen ina pink apron, not the one who crawled through rose bushes to please his daughter. This Malen was far more dangerous and more cruel. He had ordered this woman from his house when she had insulted him and she had done nothing he would be generous and warn her a second time, if she refused to leave he would forcibly remove her and he would damn well enjoy it.

Xtol placed his hands on his forehead, then turned to look at the two adults, though Airaka was kneeling down infront of him. He blinked at the kind smile on her face, and attempted to look at thman behind her, when Airaka pulled the carrier up, and he slipped down into the cushion. The wyrmling gave a giggling gurgle, and covered his eyes with the blanket.

Airaka turned to him, and bowed her head quickly, before she moved toward the teleporter. She didn't look back at Malen, more then discusted with his attitude, instead, she stared straight ahead. Her open fist slowly unclenched herself, and she shivered as she stepped through the portal. As she stepped into the Shop, she paused, taking a moment to cough again, then pushed open the door.

x__ Journey to the Mall
Participants: Airaka, Xtol, Tovar and Etain

x___ Reserved Yashima + Xtol RP