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"It's nice to meet you Rouge." Kyo nodded. "And I'm sure... Oak as well." The elf chuckled nervously. His gaze quickly moved to Kishi, who was balancing the plate of snacks.
"Oh thank you so much Kishi." The elf nodded as he took a chip and only one chip. Not being in the mood to pig out.

"Hmm... I wonder if I should do that with Oak. I don't know, He kind of does rather like being out here in the garden than being cooped up inside" The elf nodded.

So...it is common? Zasalamel asked shortly. He had more to say about it, but he saw Kay's hand raise...and that froze the boy on the spot. He stayed completely still when she stroked at his hair, caught between enjoying it (he liked when people played with his hair, for whatever reason), and being a ball of nerves over just who was touching his hair.

Zasalamel considered what Kay had said, but only after he got over the initial unease of being touched, even if it was just his hair. Powers...thats right, a could of the people he had met had powers, didn't they? I don't think I have any powers. He decided after a moment; his vision was hereditary and a must for Drow, or so Neveah said...as was his shadowball. Outside of that he had nothing. He was tall yeah, and he had impeccable aim when it came to using a sling shot or other projectiles...but powers? None. None that he could think of or acknowledge, anyway. And no wings...and no tail, or nothing...just...different skin I guess. He decided mentally, looking at his hands and bare arms. He looked like a shadow, compared to Kay. Why are people so interested in height? Ilhar keeps complaining about me being so tall...I don't get it.

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"How've you been, Kishi?" She couldn't help but ask as she stole a few more chips.

"Eh, up to you...but there is an escape if you want a minute away from the treebrat." Neveah teased affectionately, popping a chip into her mouth.

Then, upon sitting down, she watched Rouge give the gifts...though watchin the gift giving was probably rude. Oh well.

"I like his company," Kyo nodded. "This tree brat here gives my life a bit more excitement." The elf chuckled then sighed. Reaching out and latched onto yet another chip and popped it into his mouth.

Oak wandered over. Watching his guardian pop this weird triangle thing into his mouth. Curious as to what he was doing. First he had to establish a means of balance, but on all four. Left hand and left leg first... followed by the right side. So far it was working. It was getting him somewhere. A grin grew on the child face. Clinging to his guardians shirt, Oak pulled himself upward. Which pulled his guardian to the side.

"Ahh... Oak what are you doing?!"

"Agghh..." The tree brat made grabby hands for the triangle.

"This is mine..." Kyo reached over with his free arm and yanked on a few blades of grass. "This one is yours.." The elf nodded.
"I don't understand why he chooses to eat plants, but then again Oak doesn't appear to be fully tree or plant."

Lithle was getting more and more agitated, that was easy enough to see. Savius looked at her, what passed for concern with him flickering across his face. It wasn't much, but then, when everything was mild, mild things meant a lot. Or at least, meant something.

Asking her to hold the brat was out of the question. Savius really didn't want to know what she might do with the child at the moment, but he could imagine it might not be pleasant. And Jer'ain, well Jer'ain loved him dearly, but that wouldn't stop her from killing him if he allowed the brat or Mommy dearest to come to harm on what was supposed to be no more than a quick shopping trip.

Mommy dearest was twitching.

"Go steal something, brat." Savius said at last, setting the young child on the ground. Taylor had mastered basic crawling quickly, and could be trusted to get in to trouble if allowed to wander.

But Lithle could be trusted to kill things if pushed to far, and Savius wouldn't be able to carry beer with his hands full of baby.

"Hang on, Mom." He slipped away from her, toward the fridge.

Taylor, torn between the safety of Lithle's closeness and the sparkly things everywhere, sat where he was placed, and whined pathetically.

Eamane was carrying a very grumpy and very squirmy little baby when she entered headquarters for the second time in as many days, She was shocked by the number of people gathered. She hadn't seen so many here before. She paused awkwardly in the door way and attempted to duck in as unseen as possible.

Kiran was having none of that though. As soon as he spotted other children his temper improved rapidly but his squirming did not. He wanted down, and he wanted down now!

With a resigned sigh Eamane took the nearest seat she could find and placed the baby on her lap reluctant to let him go. She wached quietly and wondered what was going on. Had she missed a memo?

A small chirp lit up the room as birdsong; with something of a jolt running through her system, Danny lifted up her head and blinked blearily about. Oh... I must've... fallen asleep? She hadn't really meant to nap- and, the room as busy and noisy as it was, it was surprising she had been able to at all. Then again, with finals going strong at college, and the holiday season meaning extra hours at the rink....

"Morning, sunshine," she cooed to the soft-eyed baby in her arms, teasing the fern-girl's nose. Vana had awakened before her, of course- who else could have made such a pretty sound? Smoothing Vana's hair as she gazed about the room, smiling distantly as the babe reached up to try and explore her hand, Danny took stock of those now assembled.

My... she didn't even know there were so many people with wands!

Letting Vana capture her hand, Danny seemed just as content not to approach anyone for this moment. She didn't see anyone she knew, and she certainly wasn't the most comfortable in such a busy environment; not when she had Vana along, at least. Still, she kept looking about expectantly, hoping to catch sight of someone she knew (and, secretly marvelling at the strange and amazing appearences of those around her- even with the ghost-children aside, she didn't even know there were this many non-humans around Gaia! Certainly, there weren't where she lived!).

Wiko writhed in the scrawny Akoriat's arms, still in the middle of his first ever gigantic fit of hunger. Nicolai winced against the shrill, almost hellish manner in which the wendigo child was announcing his displeasure, still wrestling with the dry formula bottle that still required water and nuking. He was sure that the kid's wailing would wake the whole headquarters. Or the whole... world?

Of course, this was even more probable as it seemed the whole world had piled into the headquarters all of a sudden. All manner of freakish children and their equally abnormal parentals were scattered about. Nicolai hadn't even seen more than two other children yet. Sure, there was the little gelfling wand, and the brat that toyed with him telekenetically, but that was it. Now there were animalistic children, demonic looking children... even... one with a fern-branch tail.

Oh... sweet!

Not one to be obvious Nicolai made his path through the headquarters, head down, only sneaking a peek at the branchy little thing sitting in a woman's arms.

Of course, Wiko didn't like this stalling. The pretzely hands grasped at Nicolai's nose, ramming a pinkie up his nostril briefly. He flinched, moving his own hand up to push Wiko's back down. Much to his surprise the little Wendigo took this as an offer, grasping tightly to his finger and drawing it to his gummy mouth. Instantly, the zombie child hushed, suddenly very satisfied with this offering of... live flesh.

God, that's right. Cannibal. At least he doesn't have teeth yet.