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Bleh, babies. Damn babies. Horrible babies. Nasty babies who threw up all over her nice clean living room floor.

Ancelin was currently not very fond of infants, seeing as she was currently scrubbing the living room carpet with vigor. Somebodies child had spit up milk remnents and the parent choose to leave it sit after they left. Much to her dismay when she came in for her weekly cleaning habbits. Yes, much to her displeasure she came in and found a giant stain on the floor.

"Rasim frasim freakin babies.." She muttered under her breath. Damn this stain didn't wan't to come clean. The last thing An wanted to see... was a baby.

Somehow she thought she wouldn't get her wishes.

Thankfully... Ancelin would have plenty of warning before the arrival of the dreaded entity.

It was screaming, crying. Some loud, piercing whine that seemed to cut through the brain and be nearly impossible to tune out. It was growing louder, and louder, and louder...

The door opened, and it seemed to increase 10 fold as a man appeared on the doorstep, holding out a screaming Garrick at the very end of his arms, extended out as far as possible, head tilted back as far as it could go to get as much distance as possible from the scream machine.

Barely over the crying he called out, "I think this one is broken! It doesn't come with a Mute Button!"

Oh Jesus Chr-

It was a child. Ancelin's eyes winced and she tossed her brush back into the soap bucket whence it came, before she sat up on her knees and looked towards the doorway. If it was one thing Ancelin couldn't stand other than a child, it was a screaming child.

"Shut the HELL up!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs towards the door, sounding almost like her werewolf sister in the sense that if she was defied she might just bite your head off.. literally.

"I think something else is wrong with it too!" the man carrying little Garrick called out as he stepped inside anyway. He had been way over his head. Damned kid had been crying all the freakin' time. Only time he seemed to cease was when he crammed some food in the kid's mouth. And even then it was more just because the food gagged him than cured whatever was wrong with the kid.


Yeah. As he got closer to Ancelin, the only one here, and from her voice, someone in command, who might know stuff, it became more apparent what the cause might be.

Damned kid stunk. Pretty bad really. Not that the man was smellin' all that good either, but it was just the stink of sweat and dirt on him.

Kid had to be filthy. Probably with a fully overloaded diaper too.

2 for 2 on the Ancelin Strike List?

Ancelin looked at the man as she stood up and adjusted her gloves, before she looked up at the ceiling as if asking the heavans strength to survive this without killing the man or the baby.
"You, follow me. Now!" She screamed over the child, before taking the mans hand and leading him straight to the bathroom. She then slammed the door shut and pointed at the sink. Signiling him to put it in it.
"When was the last time you changed the damn thing?" She asked, eyes squinting from the high pitched shrill of the infants voice.

"Changed what?"

Yup. That was it. Said a lot there. Still, he did what the woman told him. He set down the screaming kid in the sink. He did make sure to be careful with it, supporting the head, making sure it didn't go and wiggle around, wang its head on the faucet or anything like that.

"Changed his diaper, numbskull!" Ancelin hollard at the man as she reached down and began undoing the child's clothes. Ugh, the smell got worse as she undid every button, this child must not of been changed in days by the smell! She groaned as she slipped the childs clothes off piece by piece, thanking the lord that she had on her rubber gloves, until she literally got to the bottom of the situation.

She undid the childs diaper and low and behold.. Poop. Lots, and lots of poop. She then looked at the man and jabbed a finger towards it, as if it was clear as day as to what could be the problem.
"You s**t don't you?! What made you think that this child wouldn't? It's screaming because it's been sitting in it's own fecies!"

The man shrugged his shoulders. Learn something new every day. Nonhumans has poop holes and would produce.

Well, mystery of the Crying solved, he made to go and grab that huge diaper of crap. Seemed he wasn't very squeemish about such things. Not like he stuck his hands inside, but he had no problem picking it up and going, "Got a place to chuck this?"

The kid meanwhile, was still screaming, it did seem to have cut the decibles in half though. No longer at Shatter Glass, only a roar.

Ancelin pointed towards the trashcan where she had prceded to throw the childs soiled clothing. She then picked the kid up by his underarms and moved it to the bathtub, before turning on the water and holding the childs behind under it until it began to come clean.

She reached to the towel shelf above the toilet and nabbed a wash cloth, before she proceded to wash the childs body head to toe with soap and water. The kid was dirty everywhere for various reasons, not just his bottom. She leered over her shoulder at the man.. He would be next. They both stank. Gross.

Thunk. Down the can. Out of sight, out of mind. At least for him.

He turned around, just in time to see Ancelin give the kid the scrub down. The kid did seem quiet now. Probably because if it wasn't, it'd get a mouth full of soapy water.

The kid did attempt to try and escape from Ancelin's wet gloved, soapy hands quite a few times. Nothing more than a wiggle here or there. Damn lack of fully developed motor skills.

He decided to keep his tongue about Tradition. The woman seemed quite volitile, and he didn't want to set her off.

Once Ancelin was satisfied that the child was clean enough to pass judgement, she turned the water off and wrapped it up in the towel, before laying it down in the sink as if it where a crib.
"There, now shut the hell up you soddy b*****d." She said, before looking up to the man.
"Why the hell did you adopt a kid if you didn't even know how to take care of one? And look at you! You're filthy too! Take you're clothes off, you're taking a shower right now mister!" She barked, tugging at his shirt. Like hell she'd let them come into her home away from home and stay filthy.

What was it with people and not being clean?!

Poor kid. All clean now, left in a bathtub. It was slidin' around a little, its' atttempts to crawl foiled by Wet Surface and Slickness level 2. It seemed to try to be making its way away from the water spout.

"Hey, hey, hey now!" the parent reached down, thrusting his arms between Ancelin's, gently pulling them up and out to try and get her hands to let go of his shirt.

One, he was fairly certain stripping in front of a minor was going to be Trouble.

Two, he didn't want no shower. The dust of the road was a blessing, to be treasured, not scrubbed clean.

But... she did shut the kid up. He hadn't started screaming yet.

That thought prevent him from really putting up any effort to go and ruin her little insane clean spree that now seemed to include him.

Ancelin lowered her voice now that the child started screaming, mostly because she didn't want to scare it and make it start up again. It was free to slip and slide as it tried to make its way to freedom.

"I'm not telling you to get naked! I'm telling you to strip down to your underwear and clean yourself! If you want to be in this mansion on my cleaning day, you best well be clean Mr... Who the hell are you anyways?" she paused momentarily in her cleaning tirade when she realised she didn't even know who this person was. Or the baby for that matter.

"That kid is a Sin, right?" she asked, looking back at it.

Somewhere a little electron fired and a new synapse was formed. The idea of "Fun" entered into the equation for the kid, Garrick. Apparently Sliding Around was a key component to this Fun Concept. It was starting to smile. Even a soft little laugh now and again.

The man shrugged off his jacket first. Hit the floor behind him with quite the crash. Must have been heavy. Packin' books in that thing? It looked like a normal black leather jacket however.

Underneat, flannel button up shirt he was working on while he continued with Introductions.

"Yi Jen Ro," he answered her. Clearly a name of deep meaning with the reverent tone he spoke it.

"And that... is a hellion... More Demon than Child..."

Little details were clear now. Like the massively bloodshot eyes, deep blackish bags, the wane look on his face, how shakily he stood. He hadn't got any sleep at all since his "Friend" helped him out with putting this kid in his hands.

Ancelin flitched the slightest bit as the jacket hit the ground, after all she was expecting him to get naked and bathe himself. And if she wasn't so head over heals for Jani, she might of even blushed. But no, this was not the easily flustered Anny of the past.. Least not when it came to men anyways.

"Aren't all children? I swear I can't stand Shi's new brats." she then looked over to the small runt, before she crossed her arms and thought.
"I'm gonna go get the brat a new diaper. You start cleaning yourself." She said, walking towards the door. She then stopped and glanced back at him.
"Names Ancelin, by the way, Mr. Ro." She said, before disapearing out the door before he could strip anything else from his 'icky-man-body'.

((Needed to get some sleep so I could deal with Plan Black and my Roomate today.))

He sighed as the girl left. He wanted to point out it wasn't "Mr. Ro", he was "Yi Jen Ro". But no. She was out of there before he got a chance to point that out.

He peeled off his shirt, leaving it fallen on top of his jacket, shaking his head at all the insanity of the world. And there was the kid in the tub, making more progress now towards the back, retreating from the evil Faucet and the Horrible Soap of Doom.

"Crazy, I know," he muttered towards the kid, thinking of how that girl had been acting.

He picked up a washcloth, the one she used on Garrick. It was already wet after all. And he just started giving himself a little scrubdown, arms, chest, stomabck, back, neck, shoulder, face. No running water.

"Remind me to thank Chaco for storing fresh diapers in this house." Ancelin muttered to herself, believing that she was the only person in the room.
"Hey, you need to remember to thank Chaco for storing diapers in the house." Onii said from behind, which made Ancelin shreek and leap up into the air, nearly banging her head on the closet shelving.

"Onii! What the hell are you doing here?" Ancelin glared at her 'sister' of sorts. They never did get along all that well.
"Shi told me to come tell you that she needs you to come home tonight for dinner."
"Aha.."
"Yeah." Onii retorted, standing there with one hand on her him, Ane's fuzzy head sticking out of her purse.

"Alright. Well, see ya." Ancelin said as she began to head back to the upstairs bathroom, she also grabbed a few towels. Onii instead of leaving like expected, just started to stroll after An in her eight inch heels.
"Why are you following me?"
"I sense a man." Onii retorted.
"Yeah well I don't think you're going to be able to get your hands on him, he's currently taking a shower."
"Oh you little minx!" Onii shouted. "First you get Jani all to yourself and now you're snogging some guy so hard he has to take a shower?!"
"I didn't snog him!" An yelled back, and by now they where so close to the bathroom the inhabitants had to of heard.
"Wonderful! Then you wont mind if I do." Onii said before she threw the bathroom door open, eyes bugging out at the sight.

"Aye yai yai! An, you sure nabbed a hot one!" Onii said with a wide grin, before she rested her chin on her thumb and forfinger. Ancelin simply slapped her palm to her forhead and let out a loud groan.

Hmm?

The man looked up, quite calmly, to see the newcomers. Mister Yi Jen Ro was only half naked. Despite Ancelin's request, he had not taken his pants off. He was however, in decent shape. No old man pot belly. Good muscles, dark skin. Hairless, and finishing up cleaning and wiping off his chest.

"And you are?" he asked the newcomer. Voice very calm, had a slight accent to it, defintely sounded like a baritone.

Meanwhile Garrick had scrambled to the back of the tub, and was now using the wall to get up onto his shakey little midget legs. Something Loud was going on over there, after all.

Onii put on her best flirty smile and gracefully slipped over towards the sexy-shirtless-soaped-up man and gently set her hand on his shoulder.
"Why I'm Onii, Ancelin's sister."
"We're not sisters, we just live together." An said with a deep annoyed tone as she walked in and closed the bathroom door behind her. "She's a succubus. She sucks out souls."

"I do not suck out souls!" Onii bickered as she glared at Ancelin, An simply grinned. Onii then looked back at Ro and continued to smile as best she could.
"What's your name, handsome?"

"Succubus? I am not familiar with that term," just something he muttered to himself. A little thought to ponder on later when there wasn't something going on.

"Yi Jen Ro," he answered softly, looking from Onii, back to Ancelin. He didn't bother removing the hand from his shoulder, though the glance he gave Ancelin was obviously questioning what was going on here.

Just that time baby Garrick got to his feet. Lookin' over at the girl sittin' next to father. Chubby little hand reached out to poke her in the a** as she sat on the edge of the tub.

"A succubus is a demon that seduces men in their sleep." Ancelin explained. "Because they're not good enough to seduce a man while they're awake." She grinned, before she began to undo one of the diapers.

Onii was about to say something argumentative towards Ancelin when something poked her size four rump. She turned her head to spot Garrick, before she let out a squeel.
"Awww! What an adorable little child!" She said as she reached down to pick the child up, setting him in her lap.
"Why hello there little cutie-wootie-poo! What's your name?" She cooed, nuzzling her nose agianst his.

"It's a child who is in need of this diaper before he shits all over your $200 pants." An said, before she tossed the diaper to Onii. Ane sniffed at the childs feet from the small purse that was hanging off of Onii's side. Blech, stinky baby smell.

Speak of the Devil. No poop this time. But apparently some water did get in him recently. And part number one opened up, letting out a little tinkle spray.

The baby just smiled and laughed while the succubus played with him.


"Less adorable once you get to know them," Yi Jen Ro answered, nodding his head towards the spray aimed at Miss Onii's lap.

Could have been worse though he supposed.

Onii shrieked as the baby began to pee all over her beloved silk skirt and cashmier shirt. She lifted the baby promptly, faced it away and set it back in the tub, before rushing behind Ancelin.
"Ugh it peed on me! Nasty brat!" She yelled, before she took off her shirt revealing a lace half-cup bra.

Ancelin couldn't help but let a surpressed chuckle escape her lips, before she walked over to the tub. Once the child finished it's business she promptly applied the diaper, and then let it continue playing in the tub.

"Anny! Fix my shirt!" Onii cried as she held out the shirt, Ancelin took it and sighed, before taking Ro's shirt and jacket aswell.
"Looks like I've got loundry to do aswell." She said, before glancing over at Ro again.
"Gimme the pants." She said as she held out a free hand. Onii's eyes lit up with joy.

And damn if all the shouts and cries didn't set of Garrick. Once more, the crying started, Quieter nwo, but it was slowly building in volume. Yi Jen Ro had no doubt it would end at "Air Raid Siren".

He sighed, shaking his head. He did stand up, off the edge of the tub, and reached out towards the bundle. He did intend to take his jacket back. Leather does not get washed!

Now he was shirtless. Random Succubus was shirtless, and they wanted him to take off his pants.

He sighed heavily, but did so. Takin ghtem off and strippin' down to his scivvies. Olive green, drab, boring boxers. He did at least go through his pants, pull out his wallet, and tucked it into the wasteband of his boxers.

"There, there..."

"This some conspiracy?"

Ancelin took the pants and secured the bundle, An had been cleaning all her life, she knew how to care for leather.
"Don't worry, the jacket wont go in the wash. I'm just going to use some turtle wax and a moist rag to clean it up." She then winced at the childs crying. Urgh, she had to get away from that thing.

"I'm not conspiring anything accept to get everybody clean. I'd watch out for her though." An nodded towards Onii. "Don't use a condom and you'll be dead in 30 minutes."

"Ancelin!!" Onii barked. Ancelin glared. "Remember what happened last time?" she retorted, and Onii shut up. She crossed her arms and turned her head away, making a 'hmf' sound.

"You want to wait in the play room while I wash these? That way the kid can... stop crying and occupy himself?" An suggested, looking over to Ro with concern.

"That... or point me towards your supply of headache medicine," he answered Ancelin's parting comment. He remained fairly calm. No sense of decency. At least he wasn't all trying to huddle up and cover himself or anything. Not a bit. Quite comfortable as he reached down, plucking up the crying Garrick and carrying him in the crook of his left arm.

Two naked people and an obsessive compulsive, away, towards the play room!

(( I gotta go for a little bit. Gonna go get ice cream with my boyfriend and his best friend (best friends idea) be back soon.))

Ancelin lead the group to the play room, not wanting to leave Onii alone with him in a closed room. She had... ways about getting what she wanted, and while this man seemed level headed she didn't know how resistant he was to succubi mind powers.

"It shouldn't take too long, I promise." An said as she pointed toward the couch. She then headed down towards the basement to wash the clothes.

Onii had shoved her skirt in An's pile of clothes, before sitting on the couch. She was left in nothing but a bra, a thong, and her black knee high boots and stockings. She pulled her small cat from her purse and kissed his nose, before she began petting it.

"You like cats?" She asked, looking to Ro.

"Good creatures. Very useful," he answered, taking a seat somewhere near Onii, and setting down little Garrick to go roam around and explore.

Explore he did. Moment he was down and free, the kid started to try and crawl off, lookin' for something Interesting to do/have. At least he wasn't screaming he seemed more interested in going and finding stuff in this new place than trying to shatter everyone's eardrums.

Yi Jen Ro settled back into his chair, arms on the armrests, head tilted back. "Though I do not care for canines..."

One of those things you could see on his legs. Multiple sets of scars. They looked like dog bites and wolf bites. In fact, there were a good number of scars on him. Burn marks, what looked like old cuts, lacerations, and other wounds. Definately must hve had a rough life. However, most of them were very faint, nearly gone. Seemed his wild days were long behind him.

((Edit: Gotta go at 6. In 15 minutes. So if I'm not around when you come back... I'll be around later tonight, like when I was last night.))

Where as Onii's wild days where far from over. She grinned a sultry grin as she fiddled with her short hair. She didn't even try to hide the fact that her eyes where scanning up and down Yi Jen Ro. So many scars, so many wounds. So many that she would just looooove to help heal over. With sexual healing, of coarse.

Ane rolled off of Onii's lap and trotted strait past the small child, before hopping up into the older mans lap. He let out a loud purr and gently rubbed his fuzzy black and white head agianst the mans stomach.

((Bleh. Stupid roomate was up all night watching that Live Earth concert series over and over on MSN... -_-. And complaining about how he didn't like the bands playing. So sorry for missing my target time Miss Kuronaho.))

Garrick made a grab, as the Cat wandered past him. But it was too late, and off target. Too bad, he was going for that nice, fun little tail. It did look like fun.

He turned about, crawlin' after it, going for that tail.

Yi Jen Ro reached down with his right hand, giving the cat a nice little rub between the ears, getting behind them, and under Ane's chin as well. Looked like his hand was just about covering the whole head except for the face.

"Quiet life, or a good healer?" the man asked Onii. He gave her the once over as well. Didn't seem like she was a banged up as he had been at what he presumed was her age.

Onii was far from banged up, there was barely a blemish on her entire body. Aside from a beauty mark here and there, she was markless.
"Not too quiet, but it's not hectic ether." she commented, before she began to exsamine her nails for dirt.
"How did you end up with that kid? You don't look like the fatherly type and I know all these kids result from adoption and not sex." it did look like An's kind. What with the strange ears and color. An made it past with her next to normal olive skin, but there where some of the other sin who where just plain freaky.

Ane purred contently as he got pet, leaning into the man's hands. He loved anybody who liked cats enough to give him attention. But he kept his tail up.. He didn't feel like getting pulled around by no baby.

"A stray comment to a friend," he answered. He continued to pet the cat, using it to ease a bit of tension out of him. Though it didnt' completely do the job. He was starting to look a bit tense, uncomfortable.

"He knows someone who knows someone who has connections with those kid's caretakers I guess... Mentioned to him one day about how I wanted a kid. Someday, to pass my experiences onto."

"Apparently he tossed my name in there without informing me."

Onii nodded her head slowly and her eyes trailed back to the infant. That cow looking child was supposed to turn into another Ro eh? Well, she didn't know him too well. But that chubby little baby didn't look all to potental filling to becoming a scarred and beaten sexy beast. But, she was sure when Ro was a baby he probably didn't look like a hard a** ether.

"Just be sure to take care of him if you're going to keep him.. Nothing worse for a child to be born and then realise you're unwanted.." Onii said as her voice got meeker and her eyes softened. She knew all too well the pains of rejection.
"I'm never going to have a child." She said, before she looked down at her feet.

He knew better than to poke at that bait. Or so he thought. Rather than rise to the occasion and bring up the comment about abandonment issues, he instead deigned to translocate that cat, gingerly picking it up, and setting it back down on the floor at his feet.

Just in range of the kid. Who made sort of a sloppy dive Lunge for it. Not that it made it before the parental unit picked him up, and set him in his lap, giving the kid a soft rub on his head. Little mark of affection.

"Incapable, or just unwilling?" he asked finally.

"Both." Onii said quickly, before she looked back up and then towards the child.
"Even if I could I wouldn't risk doing the same thing that was done to me. No child should be brought into this world unwanted. And a kid would just cramp my style, you know? Nobody wants to sleep with a succubus that has kids." She said as she crossed her legs and smirked, before brushing back her bangs with her hair.
"Succubi don't breed till they get old anyways. What's the point of doing it when you're young and still having fun?"

Ane grunted as he was sat on the ground, and hissed when the child lunged at him. Thankfully his savoir was in the form of a tan man wearing nothing by his skibbys. He scampered off and back to Onii's side after the child was picked up, and simply curled up in a ball on the couch.

"Wise words. Indeed that's why I waited as long as I did to consider it myself."

Older than he looked? Probably. Best guess from physique would probably be mid thirties. Though he obviously took good care of himself.

He bothered to glance down at the kid. Who was staring right up at him. Wasn't cryin'. Wasn't laughing. Nothing. Just staring. Creeped him out these baby things did.

Onii stood up and streched, letting out a loud yawn.
"Eh. But just cause you have a brat now doesn't mean you can't still have fun, right?" she said as she let her hands fall to her hips, lifting one side in the air by putting her weight on the other.
"There's cribs here, you could lock the kid up and have some fun with me while we wait for the prudish cleaning lady to get done." She smirked. She then began to walk over to the chair Yi Jen Row was sitting in, before bending over to eye level, showing off the goods that her demonic heritage had given her.
"What do ya say?" She winked.

The faint sound of footsteps echoed from the hall, but weather anyone heard them or not was dependant on the rooms occupants hearing.

His eyes drifted downwards, towards Onii's legs, lingering there for a moment before taking the trek back to eye level. He did bother setting the kid aside for the moment, out of the way.

"Now Miss Onii... you wouldn't be trying to eat my soul would you?" he asked nice and calmly, though he did get a little grin on his face, finally cracking that calm exterior he showed.

Onii tilted her head and her smirk grew to a full smile before she stood up and reached into the back of her panties. From the magical pocket she had to of had someone else install to her nikkers she pulled a small square package and held it up between her middle and forefinger. Only the child would be naive enough to not know what it was.
"Why of coarse not, Yi Jen Row. I only do that with the ugly ones." She smirked. She then lifted her leg up and set her foot gently on the armrest, before resting her fingers on her thigh.

"I don't think that child needs to have his innocence stolen by watching you to go at it like dogs." Ancelin said as she walked in from the hallway, carrying a basket containing the now clean clothes. Onii kicked her leg back down onto the floor and glared towards her 'sister', letting a curse emit in a low harsh growl.
"You always spoil my fun."
"Now now, I don't do it on purpose." An smirked, before she let the basket fall down in front of the two. She then held out the freshly waxed leather jacket.
"Maybe some other time, eh?"

"Perhaps so." That was enough for the man of few words. His clothes here, he did start dawning them gain. First with the shirt and jacket, last came the pants. Why that order? Probably because all his stuff was in his jacket. Stuff Ancelin probably found ranging from old books, to canteens, and a few "Survival" knives, and quite a few other odds and ends.

With himself done, came rooting though the basket for some baby clothes. Damned kid wiggled, squirmed, screamed, cried, did everything it could get make getting it clothed a living nightmare. Took a full 5 minutes of struggling. And only because he thought breaking arms might be a bad thing to do.

"You have a nice pair of legs, for a city woman," he finally told Onii.

Onii had the expression of a kicked puppy as Ro put his clothes back on and dressed the infant. But once the compliment came she beamed and then leered towards Ancelin, as if trying to apear the victor in a non-exsistant compotition. Why would An care, after all? Onii choose to not reapply her clothing at first, but when she realised her cell was in her skirt, she quickly pulled it from the basket and fished out the appliance. An had a habbit of reinserting things after she washed clothes. A habbit she had gotten into living in a house with over ten people.

"Since spoil sport came along, I could give you my number so we could continue later." Onii suggested with a sauve voice, Ancelin rolled her eyes. An then set the remainder of Onii's clothes on the arm of the chair, before picking up the basket.
"I'm going back to cleaning. It was nice meeting you, Mr. Yi Jen Row." An informed before bowing. "I look forward to seeing you and you're child as he grows older." She said politely, and then made her way off.

"Better to tell me where you would wish to meet me, and when."

He shrugged, of all the stuff he carried around, cell phones were not one of them. Nor did he have regular access to land lines. Part of life on the road.

"I hope to see you later, Miss Ancelin."

Onii pondered it for a moment and gently traced one of her nails up and down her cheek, as her eyes trailed off to the corner of her skull. After a few moments, she smiled and stood up on tip toe, before whispering the location and time in the taller man's ear. She then looked down at the child, before crossing her arms over her bare stomach.

"I can even find you a baby-sitter too." She smiled, before sliding her shirt over her head. "Is it a date?"

((You wanna post your reply and then call it a wrap? ))

"I'll be there."

He rolled his shoulders, helping his jacket settle into place. Then, took up the kid in his left arm. Everything was set. The road was calling for him, and he was going to get out of here. Hopefully without being accosted by some other person.

((Sounds good to me. Thanks Miss Kuronaho.))