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Pink while holding a large bag of supplies, followed closely behind by Cheska with a bouncing and babiling Guinevere on her back, waddled into HQ. Pink immediately plopped the bag on the ground by the wall and headed straight for the couch, looking for not only some relaxation but intelectual stimuli. She missed out on adult conversations in her house, being there were no adults in there.

Guinevere scooched off of Cheska's back and plopped firmly onto her diapred rump. She began to look around the room, Cheska following her gaze, to hopefully see some friends. Maybe the boys from the other day would come back. She particullarly liked the Loki one, he was very nice, especially for a boy!

Xiao opened the door quietly, pale blue eyes peering into the headquarters, curious if anyone was around. It looked empty, so perhaps that was a good thing... With Demare's recent development, he was almost worried about any da--

"OUTTA MY WAY!" Demare demanded, pushing the fox tahnee through the door and stepping into the familiar room. "Geez! What's with you? First you didn't want me to come here, then you INSISTED on coming with me! What, now I can't be here?"

Xiao had nearly lost his balance by the push, and as the child spoke he simply straightened himself up and listened. Sometimes, he wondered why he put up with the child's attitude at all... He'd teach him a lesson, but there was something about Demare that actually frightened him. Something about the shadows...

Quietly, the tahnee moved away from the door, crossing his arms coolly over his chest as he waited for the legend to finish what he wanted to do.

"Hmph."

In a huff, the halfling crossed his arms over his chest and began to look around, his bi-colored eyes taking in the surroundings. Empty... The room was empty. Shaking his head, he sighed as the longer part of his hair slipped over his shoulders. BORING!

A tall, handome looking man pushed the door of the HQ open gently and peered inside with squinting blue eyes. Once he had deemed it both safe and comfortable, he entered, taking care not to stir the child in his arms. The man looked like he belonged in a history book rather than the HQ, but the resting babe seemed not to notice.

In fact, Karan didn't seem to notice anything. His eyes had a rather glazed over look, and it was hard to tell whether he was awake or not.

Guinevere, apon hearing the stiring of the door looked directly at it. Suddenly a cute and fluffy looking fox came into the room and then a large, scarier child with bandages that looked bad, like he was in a fight and came out with many boo-boos appeared. He looked familar but she couldn't place it, regardless he looked scary.

She began searching for a familar and comforting face when A wierd man she had never seen before came in with Karan in his arms. She beamed at him and began waving her arms frantically. "O'er heeeeere" She shouted to him, dancing in her seated position.

Karan raised his head sluggishly and looked over. Had someone said something? Did it even matter?

The man caught on though, and placed his charge next to the calling girl. "Now you see that you behave," he said by way of warning, and proceeded to sit on the cough, back straight despite his evident exhaustion.

*The day has been long and rather exhausting for Neo. His morning was dredged down with a rainstorm , his afternood by planning...and now he had ruined a chance at a good thing and has been brooding since. The young man lowered his hood and eased into the sofa...it was more welcoming then most places*

Demare's ears twitched slightly at the sound, his wings fidgetting a little behind him. The man that walked in looked a little familiar... Wasn't that someone that lived with Karan? To confirm the thought, his glare had spotted the little legend in the man's arms, the other bi-colored child Clare had such an interest in.

Another sound, and his attention was drawn to the little girl on the floor, her slightly unusual clothing giving away who she was in his eyes. It was that touchy-feely kid... The one always demanding so much damn attention. Maybe it would be best that he left...

Please don't go... a faint voice whispered in his mind. I wanted to see them...

I don't particularly care what you want to do, Demian replied a bit angrily, and where the hell have you been the last few days?

I can't see...

What?

Something happened when we grew. I can't see like I could before when you were in control. I can't even feel anything...

You're not making any sense, stupid.

Let me have control so I can explain it a little better, please.

In your dreams.

Demare's gaze shifted once more to the new man that had entered the room. His eyes only narrowed further as he turned toward the door, wondering if it was a mistake coming here today. No one would know him... No one would care. He already felt alone in the one place he felt he could escape to.

Demian, please?

No.

Pink got startled as two men sat next to her on the couch but was giddy all at the same time. YAY, adult interaction! She thought to herself and turned to the rather wet man, leaning over and giving him a hug. "Hi Neo, how are we today, besides a little soggy?" She asked with a laugh and trying to almost brush some of the rain droplets off of him. She then turned to the other man, the one she didn't know, and greeted him. "Hello, I'm Pink who are you?"

Guinevere waved happily to Karan as he was plopped down beside her. "Hi Kar-an! You good?" She asked, starring into his eyes for they looked a little different, a little like the last time when he couldn't see her. She hoped he could see for she felt so bad for him when he couldn't.

*Neo motioned his head toward Pink and pulled his hood back , nodding slightly as he relaxed back into the subtle warmth of the couch*...I'm...bleh...thx for asking *he stated solemnly as he pulled a cookie from his pouch for Guin*

The man flinched a little, clutching his knees tightly. "Pink? Is that a name these days?" Some colors were acceptable names, like Scarlet, and Violet... but Pink? Still, who was he to judge? "It's a pleasure, Miss Pink," he murmured, not offering his name.

"Mmmm?" Oh, it was the Gwin girl. "Gweee," he warbled quietly. It was nice to see her. He suppsed. Didn't make much difference either way.

On slow, weary feet, Ruri stepped into the HQ after quite the absence, Loki at her side, both dripping wet. Loki pulled the lantern from the shelter of his shirt and shuffled off to a nearby recliner, while Ruri brushed off the water in scoops, ringing out her hair at the doormat. Leaning over to be sure she wasn't dripping too much water, she stepped over to the couch and nestled against the arm of it slowly, eyeing her adopted son carefully, a look of dejection ever-present on her tired face.

*Neo took a tiny red stone from his shirt and crushed in his palm , creating a fine reddened mist in his fist that he poured over his head. The dust scattered across his clothing and colored it a bright red as it heated the fabric and dried it instantaneously , fading away after it's intended effect wore off.* I love my trivial magic...*he murmured to himself as the woman entered the room ; Neo tilted his head toward her and echoed a slight "hello"*

Tilting her head over to face him in return, her expression remained guilted though her eyes appeared quite listless, an odd combination. Waggling her fingers in possibly the most pathetic attempt of a greeting ever, she huddled her pruny limbs to her chest and warmed herself. "Hello.." came her daft murmur, tone much warmer than her skin.

Loki, on the other end, felt slightly guilty looking at her. She was so cold, and him, insulated by fur and his powers, so warm; he held out his lantern in a kind gesture, handing it to her with a very faint grin. They both seemed to quiet.

Pink gave the man a dirty look. Why did everyone have to ask if Pink was a name, just deal with it. However she answered him polietly, "Why yes it is a name. And it would be nice to meet you too if I knew your name, sir." She added a smile to the end and turned back to Neo. "Aww what's wrong?" She asked as she watche Guinevere turn slowly away from Karan toward Neo and the outstretched cookie.

"Cook." Guinevere said firmly, taking the cookie from Neo. "Thank Mommy friend!" She said happily, about to shove it into her mouth, opening wide and getting ready for the plunge when she looked over and saw Karan. How could she forget her friend! She broke the cookie in half and put half the cookie toward him. "Cook?"

Hearing the newcommers she looked up and saw happily it was the Loki one from the other day. He was nice, fluffy, and BIG! She could hardly contain her excitement. "Loki, Loki! Play here!" She sing-songed happily to him, waving him over after shoving her half of the cookie into her mouth and spewing a few crumbs with her speech.

Demare eyed the two that entered the room, his eyes particularly watching the young boy. There was something about him... Something oddly familiar, but the memory was so faint he didn't think much of it.

Who is it? Clare piped up, hoping to at least get details from the demon.

Like I freaking know, Demian hissed.

S-sorry...

You should be.

The child's hands balled up a little bit, his fingers idly feeling the tip of the leathery wing of his dagger that hung on his side, the blade tucked underneath the bandages. What was wrong with him? He WANTED to leave... so why didn't he? Sighing lightly, he closed his eyes and seated himself on the floor, shifting his arms to take hold of his dagger and slipped the weapon out of it's makeshift sheath, setting the precious item in his lap.

*The boy removed another stone from his jackets interior pocket and crushed it accordingly. Lifting himself from the seat he maneuvered behind the girl and sprinkled it over her , sealing her in an instant and respectable heat that dried her wet form and hopefully dispelled any chills within her* "The names Neo...nice to meet you" *It was obvious that introductions weren't the boys strong suit*

EDIT: *After introducing himself , Neo noticed Guin eating her cookie and a slight smile spread across his demeaned palette of a face. Hoping it was ok , he leant down and handed Guin and Karan their own cookie along with a few veggie sticks* "Just...a bad day Pink"

"You may address me as Lionel, Miss. I must ask you to forgive my rudeness; these are trying times." He nodded his head stiffly, and turned back to watch the children.

Slowly he extended a hand towards the cookie, and once he reached it, it took even longer for him to put the confection in his mouth, where he sucked at it. His eyes started to clear a little, and finally he started to take in the room.

Shadow brushed her hand up against the door as it began to close behind whomever had entered before her. She clasped her hand firmly around the small chain that dangled from Seven's side as he tried to scramble inside infront of her.

There were people here! And other's like him! Oooh what an exciting bit of change from the norm! Seven's wings flitted breifly as his legs peddled in place. Little did he know he was being held in place by Shadow. She wasn't about to let him go to take apart something else.

With a cough she gave the chain a small tug and the boy stopped running in place and stood there, a large grin plastered across his lips. What an exciting place indeed, he'd remembered being here long ago, but couldn't recall the faces in the room.

Loki rose to his feet, shuffling over to Guin and ruffling her hair a bit. He seemed more affectionate today. He'd hugged Sai, and grinned down at a child. He waved a bit, "Hey there," he replied to the excited little bundle, smiling softly. He cast a gaze over to Demare with a light blink, though soon turned back to Guin. He remembered him, vaguely. He remembered those wings...

At the sudden warmth, she jumped a bit, cheeks painted a faint rose hue for a moment at her surprise. She sunk back into the couch leisurely, running a hand through her hair with a grin. She offered the other to him, implying a hand shake, as she added, "Ruri, a pleasure."

"Its ok," Pink said smiling at him. "Now it is very nice to meet you Lionel." She followed his intent gaze which landed apon the children. "Don't worry about them," She said nonchlantly, "All the legends seem to behave very well with each other. This is really a very safe place with no need to keep an eagle eye on them every second. It's ok to relax" She said, leaning back into the couch and trying to put the man at ease.

Guinevere looked at him as he took the cookie and ate it. She wondered why he was having such troubles, it was after all, a very simple task. She suddenly remembered what happened a little while ago to him. "Karan see or no see?" She asked waving one of her tiny little hands before his face as if to be able to justify what he would answer.

Eeedit: Her gaze broke away from Karan when she saw Loki. "Loki hiiii!" She said happily, patting the carpet next to her for him to sit. She wanted to play with both of her friends, not just be carried around by her big friend, that would be rude and even she knew that being a little baby and all. "This karan!" She said, pointing to him as she waited for him to sit down with them.

OMGMOREEeeedit: Pink smiled to Neo. "Don't worry, its always ok to fatten up any of my kids." She finished with a laugh and watched Guinevere grinning from ear to ear with all the stimuli around her and took the cookie happily munching on it before turnning back to the legends and awaiting the questions and answers at hand.

"I hope you feel better! Good choice in comming here, watching the little ones can always raise your spirits." Pink replied.

*Expecting her to slap him rather then offer a greeting he simply extending his left hand toward her , it's bandage splitting slightly and revealing an odd symbol with light blue/purple lines extending along his fist and seeminly up his arm* "Pleasure indeed" *He placed himself next to her and rewrapped his fist as he slowly wiped the dense fabric of his jacket on his glasses , removing any residual moisture* "Sorry if my method of warming you was annoying...or..whatever"

Even more people? It was all still boring. And GEEZ! That baby looked almost too happy. A slight twitch from his white wing made him realize something, as he stared a moment longer. That was another face from a long time ago... However, he remembered that face himself.

Demian?

Would you LEAVE ME ALONE?

That kid... What was his name?

Pink's advice seemed to go unnoticed; the man'sposition remaining stiff and upright. However, it had helped. "That is good to hear, Miss. I was asked to watch the young one this evening, and I want to ensure his well-being while he is in my care."

"S... see." It was as if he was unsure, but the final response was emphatic. The crowd was doing Karan some good, and his eyes cloded and opened, this time even clearer. There was someone near Guin- someone scary. Someone bright. Rather than get to close to him, and Guin in the proccess, he scootched himself back slowly. Maybe they wouldn't hurt him.

She took the hand and shook it gently. As it retreated to the side, she tilted her head and quirked a brow. "Not annoying in the least, simply startled me," she replied and smoothed out her skirt idly. Leaning back against the couch, she kept a careful eye on Loki. What was he up to?

Meanwhile, Loki, still seated near Guin, glanced up to Shadow and Seven. He's got goggles, just like me, he thought and grinned slightly, before leaning back against the table behind him. Eyeing Karan closely as he scooted back, he tilted his head and muttered, "I won't hurt you."

There were soo so many people here Seven didn't know where to start! Not to mention he was being held back by Shadow.. HMMM! "Pabaa!" He blurted and flitted his wings a few times, hovering above the ground a breif moment before he turned and started climbing up Shadow's side.

"Augh! Seven! Calm dooOOOW-- oof" With a thud the two of them fell to the floor and Seven scrambled to sit ontop of Shadow's head. He gripped two seperate locks of hair and tugged gently,"Up, up!" He said, making sure he would keep his balance atop his guardian. He wanted to be up high so he could see everyone, and being ontop of Shadow HAD to be the best way.

And so, with a groan, Shadow carefully moved to her feet to appease the child, and to stop him from tugging on her hair and messing it up even more. GROAN!

Guinevere climbed into Loki's lap and snuggled down with her diapred rump. She turned and looked toward where he was looking and saw a new legend. He looked nice and friendly, but what the heckk did she know, she thought everyone was nice and friendly...well except for that breena, but she knew she was evil, no doubt about that. She started to wave over the new legend when she saw in the corner of her eye Karan back away. "What wrong?" She asked, pouting slightly. "No like big Loki?"

that he was big? No, the white fuzzy girl was big, but she was nice and made him feel better. This one was... "Hot," he murmured, the most thing he'd said in days. As he spoke, he wiggled even further away. "Hot."

Guinevere nodded enthusiastically. "Loki have hot toy. But not real hot. It safe. He showed me." She crawled out of the safe comfort of Loki's lap and went to Karan, patting him gently on the shoulder. "It ok, I romise!" She said, nodding and patting, nodding and patting.

Daftly petting along Guin's hair, distantly, he eyed Karan. "Hot... yes, I am. Fire is my life," he replied, knowing the baby probably did not understand, but trying anyway. "But I can be cold, too," he added, nodding slowly. He didn't know if that was entirely true, but he felt an obligation to comfort the child. He didn't want to scare anyone, right now.

Did that make sense? It reminded him a little of what the moon girl had said, about the sun and the moon not belonging together. Curiously, Karan held out the sun side of his scarf. "Hot briigh?"

Guinevere looked from the scarf to the departing Loki, which she waved goodbye to sadly before he rushed out the door. "Kind like." She said after much though. "Nice and soft like scarf. Hot like sun. Not too bright to be bad." Guinevere finally concluded, feeling smart with all of her conclusions and assumptions she had just drawn to ease Karan.

Guin's deductions were ignored, and despite the fact that the scary one had left, he edged away from where he had been standing. It was warm there, a reminder of him, and of brightness. Besides, there had to be SOMEONE else out there he could play with. Anyone.

Guinevere pouted as Karan kept backing up. Why didn't he want to believe loki was nice, and more importantly, why didn't he seem to want to play with her. With a large huff she began to crawl away, toward the new legend. He looked interesting with the leash and all but just before she made much headway in that direction she was scooped up.

"You know the drill little one. Its night night time." Guinevere nodded and waved to everyone. "Nightnightnightnightnightnight." She said as she was carried out of the HQ.

Seven's eyes practically glowed seeing everyone in the room and he finally grew interested enough to travel on his own. The door to the building was shut, so Shadow was pretty sure he wouldn't get away, and he wasn't one to run off too far anyways, so she decided to let him go. It was better then having him sit on her head anyways.

Seven lept from his perch on shadow's head, flitted his wings a few times and landed with a small thud on the floor. He didn't tumble onto his stomach this time, so he was learning a little bit and getting better at gliding with his little wings. He grinned widely, rubbing his braids for luck, before he trotted over to the sad little Legend across the room. He was secluded, for the most part, so he would be easy to approach and examine. And he was darn interesting to! Seven didn't have any scarves like that, he just had a dirtied up white coat and pair of black pants.

Seven skidded to a hault a few feet from Guin and squeezed his hand open and closed in a feebled attempt at a wave, "Cheewiooo~" He called, before skipping across the few feet that seperated them, closing the gap completely so he could give the Legend a quick look over.

The people moving past caught his attention, and he watched the young familiar boy and the little girl leave with their respective guardians. The room was clearing fast, it seemed, peering about from his spot on the floor. The winged baby was on his guardian's head, the unknown man seemed to still be by the couch, the man that brought in Karan was on the couch, and Xiao was still waiting by the door.

...Wait, where was Karan?

See? He'd already found someone else. Someone who wasn't hot or stubborn or tall. And this someone was a new someone. Someone who looked interesting, and looked a little like Demare and the moon girl in back. "Haiii?" he queried by way of greeting.

Seven grinned at the returned greeting and pointed to the differing scarves the boy had, "What tho--" he started then gasped and looked a lot closer at the boy's face, "Ooooohhhhhh pweetty" His eyes were different! Not just one color, but two!.. Just like the scarves on his shoulders.. INTERESTING!

He stared at the other's eyes, pondering the connection between the differing colors of them and his clothes and what could possibly be the reason for it. Seven's eyes were both blue, Shadow's eyes were both yellow, Plat's were both... tiny and closed a lot when he was close by, but this boy's eye's were both different! How very interesting indeed.

This one DID look interesting. Besides the fluff on his back, he had orangey hair, white clothes a little like the shiny lady's, and things on his head that were shiny and round. Eyes? But they looked so big, they couldn't be eyes. What could they be?

"Wha at?" A questioning hand extended towards the goggles atop the winged Legend's head. They looked hard enough to touch...

With a brush of his hand the goggles fell down off his head and over his eyes. Seven wrinkled his nose a little in suprize but giggled to see the slightly warped version of the boy sitting infront of him. Seven stretched his wings a little and pulled the goggles off his head and offered them to the other boy. Maybe with a little distraction he could examine him a little closer! Yes, more learning!

He could see them? Karan took the goggles, giving the other boy his sun scarf to look at in exchange. It was the same color as his hair, he noted, but at least this one wasn't bright or hot. That settled, he poked one lens of the goggles suspiciously. It didn't poke back, and made a slight "bop" noise. At least it wasn't alive, or a real eye. Next, he slid the goggles onto his head, where he'd seen them perched on their owner. A bit big on him, they fell over his eyes. But he could still see! Amazing! Energized by his discovery, he giggled.

Seven rubbed his fingers over the fabric with a smile, impressed by the intricacies of the pattern on it. It was so pretty! Seven offered a giggle and reached his hand foreward, poking the goggles as they were over the other boy's eyes, "Protectib." He nodded. Yes they were very protectib, they had kept dirt out of his eyes on many occasions back at the house! Saved his baby blues from mini exploasions too. The goggles were a bit beat up on the edges, but still worked and did their job just fine! Strong things they were. Seven's attentions were brought back to the scarf however.

With a wrinkle of his nose, he made a slight sniffling noise before letting a small ball of spit land on the fabric, which he promptly rubbed in to see the effects of liquid on the fabric. Like when he got spit on his pillow case, the fabric appeared darker, he wanted to see if it would do the same to the pretties on this boys scarf. OoooOOOOhhh~

Demare quietly watched the babies, almost amused by how easily pleased they were. Then again, he held a faint memory of being amazed by goggles before... His wings twitched a little bit, and he lifted a brow as the winged child spit on Karan's scarf, curious of the reaction the other bi-colored baby would have.

Eyes widening behind the goggles, Karan tugged his end of the scarf. "Caful!" His pretty scarf had gotten all messed up! Maybe it wasn't his fault though... and it wasn't like it was the good one. But even so...

Lionel had fallen asleep, but the sound of the Legend's outburst brought him to his senses. "Oh my, the time has flown by so quicky," he clucked to himself, retrieving Karan from his spot on the floor.

Aw, why did he have to ruin his fun now? Karan waved to Seven sadly before setting his gaze ahead, where it rested on a new figure. Someone tall, and cool looking, but also strangely familiar.

"DMAH!?"

Just as Seven was about to discover how the fabric reacted to liquids it was tugged out of his hands and a much larger person was nearby. O noes! His research... ish.. stuff! He was so close to seeing. Seven pouted slightly but hopped after Lionel and Karan, "Goggwes!" he said, reaching for them. They were still on the other boy's head! Was he going to keep them? Oh noes!

As the man finally moved from the couch and picked up Karan, his eyes narrowed into little slits as the stranger began to take the child away. Hmph... Just as he was spotted, too.

Too bored to protest, Demare lifted a hand and waved, as if to confirm that is was indeed who he thought it was. Odd, wasn't it? Something was almost always different every time he saw that boy... And today the kid seemed so spacy.

"See ya, kid," he called out, as if a hidden promise that he'd see the child again soon.

... BIG. Demare was BIG. But how?

Luckily for Lionel, the boy didn't so much as budge as he made his way out, bidding the room a soft farewell as he left.

Seven ran after the two, with as much speed as his little legs could carry him, but he was too slow! He ran smack into the door of the HQ and fell back onto his rear. No goggles slid down over his face to pretect his eyes, no, they were gone. And that boy had them! What if.. what if they were gone forever?? Seven's wings tensed and curled close against his back and he stared at his hands, squeezing them open and closed as he tried to think. What could he doo? He made a squeak in the back of his throat and started jumping up and down agains the door, trying to reach the handle, "Ahh! Ahhh goggoos!" He cried, only to have the door remain as closed tightly as it was.

Demare's eyes followed the little winged boy across the room for a moment, watching the poor boy jump the way he did. He'd lost something precious, didn't he?

His loss, he thought to himself, unfolding his legs and standing up slowly. He stopped as his dagger fell from his lap and the blade clinked against the floor, his wings spreading at the sound as he looked to the weapon.

What would he do if he'd lost HIS most precious item? Carefully picking up his dagger, he thought for a moment as he placed it back underneath his bandages, watching the baby once more. He'd do the same thing... Try to get it back. Sighing lightly, he shifted his weight a little bit to lean on his left leg as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Hey," Demare called out to the other boy. "He'll give 'em back, don't worry."

Seven's big baby blues turned their attention to Demare as he spoke to him. Seven stopped his jumping and pointed at the door, feeling helpless that he couldn't even reach the handle, "My gahgoos!" He cried. He'd never been without them, he wasn't sure how he'd do his experiments, or anything, and he was scared.

He'd had them since birth, they were like... PART of him. They weren't something precious, like a coin he found, they were something that never left him. He trusted the little guy and he took it! What would happen if Shadow stole him away again and never came back? What would he do without them?

With all the questions buzzing in his head, he, rather uncharacteristically, burst into tears. They were gone! For sure they were gone! And he couldn't do anything about it. He was helpless, and tiny, and couldn't even speak what he wanted to say. With that, he fell to his bum and continued to cry.

Okay, THAT'S IT! Demian screamed in his mind. I tried to help, and he CRIES.

D-Demian, maybe it isn't your fault, Clare tried to reason with him, but the demon wasn't listening.

I don't know why I should freaking care, but YOU take care of him!

Without warning, Demian released the body so it could be controled by Clare, but it hadn't quite worked as usual. The body almost immediately fell limp to the floor as the bi-colored eyes had closed, and Clare was at a loss for what to do.

What have you done?? I thought I was supposed to be in control when you left...

I... I didn't do anything! Go on, Clare, take it!

...I... I thought I HAD...

WHAT?! Kid, this isn't funny!

It had taken a few moments before Demare could move again, coughing a little bit as he began to push himself up off the floor. Oh Gods... it felt like the body was dead for those few minutes.

Now, make him stop crying.

O-okay...

Wincing a little bit, Demare slowly got into a stand, and calmly made his way to the baby by the door. Were these boots made of steel or something...? His feet were dragging for most of the way, until his strength started to kick in to allow him to walk normally. ...Perhaps... switching wouldn't be a good idea for a little while. Kneeling down next to the winged boy, he gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Now now, it's okay..." he cooed, his voice much softer than it was a moment ago. "I'm sure Karan will bring them back... I don't think he meant to take them with him."

Seven's face was damp, and his nose ran a little as he sniffled from the fit he had moments ago, but he had quickly been distracted by the display Demare had made just moments before.

He lofted a brow curiously and noticed that this boy also had dual colored eyes. Quite curious.

His mind reeled for a moment as to why the boy was acting so strangly and then he spoke, "Bu..but.. wha if I dun come back?" he squeaked sadly. "I go 'way long time." He nodded gently and fought back a few tears. He didn't want to cry while he was examining the other.

"Why you fall?" He chirped, his cheeks still wet with tears.

"If you were to leave, perhaps there will be an address to send the goggles to? I very much doubt that would be the case, however," he tried to assure him. "Who knows, maybe he'll find you and return them tomorrow!"

At the last question, Demare paniced inwardly as Clare tried to get an excuse to explain.

What do I tell him??

Nothing. You say NOTHING.

But... he saw! He has a right to know, doesn't he?

NO.

He hesitated for a moment before answering. "I... ah... I felt a little... faint. I'm sorry if I scared you, I'm still trying to get used to this bo--" It felt like his mind had just been kicked. "I mean, I must be coming down with something."

Seven rubbed his little hands over his face, feeling a bit itchy as the tears dried on his skin. He then pushed himself up to brush his hands over Demare's face, "Are you sick?" He asked, gently pinching the boys cheeks. Again curious about the different colored eyes. This was the second person in one night two have different eyes, and also the only ones he'd ever seen. "Why you eyes diffent? Whassit mean?" he asked, wings unfolding slightly.

Demare allowed him to touch his face, pinch his cheeks... whatever the child had wanted to do. He smiled with sincerity, but his bi-colored eyes showed sadness as he watched the baby, thinking about how to answer the questions.

He doesn't remember me, he thought to himself, his two wings curling a little bit around his shoulders. But then again, I hardly expect anyone to...

"I'm not sure if I'm sick," he replied honestly, lifting his left hand to scratch behind his neck a little bit. "And... my eyes are different because I was born that way. The real reason as to why that is, I'm not sure, but if you hadn't noticed..."

Demare's black wing extended as far as it could with its broken structure, the small holes along the bottom more apparent now. Lifting up his right hand, he tried to indicate the bloodied bandages to be compared to the clean ones on his left. The extra pair of eyes over his right eye he decided to leave out, since he wasn't sure if the child would be afraid or not.

"...I'm not exactly normal, or of one kind."

Seven twisted his head to the side and looked him over, from his wing to his bandages. He was very interesting indeed! Seven smiled a bit and reached to touch each of the bandages in turn. "You vewy diffent." He nodded, feeling like he'd somehow done this before.

"Coooooooooolll~" He cood, flapping his wings a little as he hovered over the ground infront of the other boy.

Demare chuckled a little bit, fighting back Demian's attempt to smack the child for touching the bandages. He wasn't trying to remove them, after all... So long as he didn't do that, everything would be okay.

"T-thank you, I think," he said, a faint blush washing over his cheeks. "You're pretty cool yourself. You're the only other legend I've seen with wings similar to my white one."

His eyes grew a little bigger as the child lifted himself off the ground, placing his hands together in a soft applause. "Wonderful! You know, I don't think I've ever gotten your name..."

"I Sewen!" He said proudly, landing back on the ground with a small thump. He couldn't stay in the air long, as his wings began to tire easily. He didn't show any signs of pain though, he tried not to.

He prodded at the other boy a little more, reaching to try and play with one of his wings, "Wha's you name?" He said, smile broadening as he examined the other boy.

Sewen...? Seren... SeVen. He continued to smile as he actually sat down infront of the little boy, his white wing fluffing itself out a little bit to indicate that it would be best to play with that one

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Seven," Demare said with a nod. "My name is Cl--.... I mean, Demare."

"Deeemaaawwee~~" He sang for a few moments ruffling his fingers over the feathered wing. "Like mine." He gave a nod before he felt a small tug on the chain that attached to his little belt and heard a cough a moment later. His nose wrinkled.

Shadow tugged gently once more, "I'm sorry to break this up, but it's way past Seven's bed time. You two will have to finish this little chat later."

Demare picked himself up off of the ground, bowing his head a little bit to the child's guardian. "F-forgive me, I didn't mean to keep him, I assure you," he apologized before stepping out of the way of the door. "I think I need to be getting home myself, actually..."

Leaning down, the halfling gently patted Seven on the head with his left hand, smiling down at the boy. "It was nice talking to you, Seven. I hope I'll get to see you again soon someday! Take care, okay?"

"Ye! I wan study you more!" He said with a small mock solute, bringing his hand to his head, before he plopped down and started playing with his braids.

Shadow waved lightly before plucking Seven off the floor, "If you want you can come visit him sometime, he needs some company around when I'm working." She offered a nod, but before waiting for a response, she brushed passed him and left the HQ.

Seven squirmed and peered past Shadow's shoulder, "Gogoos!" He cried back to him. He had almost forgot...

Demare's smile turned into a nervous one at the thought of being examined further. Deciding not to question it, he opened his mouth to respond to the offer, but quickly closed it again as the two left. He could hear a faint "gogoos" from outside as he stared at the door for a moment, hoping Seven would be able to get them back soon.

Looking to the fox tahnee leaning against the wall, he was quiet for a moment before bowing his head a little bit. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting... shall we go?"

Xiao's eyes turned toward the legend before he pushed himself off of the wall, and stepped to the door, pulling it open for the child to go through. Once Demare was outside, he left in turn, closing the door behind him and walking onward toward home.

Pink swung open the driver side door to her brand new car, Della almost flying off of her hear. At the same time, all the other doors opened with her's. Mesmerelda, Ursa, and Guinevere, with the help of Cheska who opened their door and let her ride on her back, all hopped out of the car and bounded after Pink toward the door to one of their friend's house. There were many on the list of stops that day and they had only just begun! Pink got there first, having a head start and all and rang the door bell. Moments later nobody came, and pressing their ears to the door, they heard nothing from inside. "They must be out doing the same thing we're doing Mom." Ursa pointed out.

"Excellent point!" Pink said and left their present on the door with a note. "They'll get it as soon as they get home. Now quick! Everyone to the car, we have no time to waste!" And with that, they raced off, hopped in, and Pink sped off to the next house.

Freedom! Though it seemed that the moon girl was going anyway. Karan waved at her as she left, then continued on his search for a playmate. Where had that new kid gotten to anyway?

Lafe had gone particularly still in Wren's arms, the fox-child still squirming every few seconds, but otherwise his eyes were intently focused on those around him.

"What? No more escape attempts from you?" Wren asked with a slight chuckle, though he gave a small smile and nod to those around he knew. Which was, admittedly, few.

Lafe, as was usual, didn't pay attention to Wren's words. Instead he peered over at the one girl who seemed taller than the rest. She -- she was familiar, but different. Though there was another he could vaguely recall, the rest of the lot he didn't know. He tugged at his scarf a little, as if to hide himself behind it the further Wren walked in.

With a bit of reluctance, Prana got up, nodding and waving goodbye to Chandra.

"It was good to see you again." She smiled sadly, hoping she would see the gril sooner that later after this absence. "Please stay in touch."

Wondering who had entered, Prana looked at the doorway to see a brand new Legend there. At least, she thought it was a Legend. She tip toed over to the child, and recoiled immediately. It was a fox. Fear gripped her, and she took a step back, then another. There was a fox in her dreams...

Running back to her Guardian, she looked over at DS, who she assumed had been here more than her mother had.

"Who is that?" She asked, her concern tinging the edge of her voice.


Faevan looked up, following her Legend's gaze, and found the fox child.

"Oh..." She leaned in to DS, explainng the odd situation. "She's afraid of foxes... This should be interesting."

DS, who had miraculously solved the incident with the stripping baby, and was taking a few moments to rest, opened one eye. "Hrm? Who, where?" At Fae's comment, both eyes went wide. "Really? I... I never knew that. And I don't know who that is, sorry," she finished in a soft, somewhat sad voice.

Aha! So he was up after all! Pity that he hadn't stayed up, but then he didn't want to make Demare into his own personal taxi. He could do this all by himself. A determined expression plastered on his face, he crawled over to the man and tugged one pant leg. "Eyo!"

Prana nodded at DS, crawling up onto the couch and rummaging through her Guardian's carry all and pulling out a large picture book, which she tried to hide behind. Hopefully, a big copy of Where's Waldo would keep her out of the line of sight of the new legend...

Faevan frowned a bit, this behavior was very unlike Prana. Usually, she was bright and bubbly, eager to meet any new child. But to hide? Tghose dreams must really be affecting her. Suddenly, her conversation with Airez made a lot more sense. Deep inside, Faevan hoped that Prana's frers would never manifest in this child, or any other one for that matter.

... it was entirely unexpected, at least for Wren. "Um. Something the matter? I mean, I just brought Lafe in for a visit ..." He blinked, oddly, to see the young girl come forward to see Lafe and just as quickly pull back in what looked like fear. Not a good thing. He spared a glance down at Lafe, who merely peeked out from behind the scarf. "Er." Wren blinked at the child tugging on his pant leg. "Can I help you, young sir?" At least this one wasn't running off.

Another moment, and the girl far gone, Lafe tugged his scarf down entirely. There was a faint glimmer of curiousity in those eyes of his, a swish of his tail as well. He wasn't too comfortable around people, but ... somebody running from him like that didn't settle with him well. Making a small noise, frowning, he grabbed for his tail and held it between his hands. Never mind that one at dad's feet. No clue what to do about that.

Faevan rose, patting Prana on the head and walking over to Wren and Lafe.

"Hello, I'm Faevan, Prana's Guardian." She offered, extending her hand. "Please dont' be put out, she's been having nightmares lately, she thinks I don't know about them." Faevan leaned a bit closer to the other guardian. "She talks in her sleep." She whispered. "I think it has something to do with her past...but I don't know. She's scared of foxes." She sighed heavily, bending down to look at the new Legend. "I don't know why she'd be scared of a cutie like this though...hi there." Faevan gave a wide smile to the baby, wiggling her fingers in a wave. Looking over her shoulder, she gestured to Prana. "Prana, come say hi." The look in her eyes, was gently, but stern, and Prana swallowed hard, sliding off the couch and sneaking up, hiding behind Faevan.

Pink stepped out from the kitchen with Guinevere in her arms who she set on the grownd to waddle around to find her friends. "Phew, that medicine took longer than expected. You'd think kids like bubble gum flavor stuff." She said to no one in particular and headed back toward her couch.

Over her shoulder Guinevere was sputtering as she waddled around trying to get that icky taste from her mouth.

"Wren, Lafe's guardian." Freeing a hand up, Wren reached out to take Faevan's hand and shake it with a friendly smile before releasing it. After listening to her continue on, he nodded his head slowly. "Oh, I wasn't put out, just confused, but it is understandable if she's having nightmares." He chuckled as Faevan leaned to look at Lafe and hook his head slightly. "Honestly," he murmured, "I wouldn't be scared of Lafe. Think he's shy to the bone."

As if to illustrate, Lafe's hands tightened his grip on his tail and his eyes went a little wider as he looked at Faevan. At least he wasn't trying to make himself smaller or anything. Curiousity settled back in when Prana came forward and the fox-child tilted his head just slightly to look at her. The frown on his face shifted into a small smile slowly.

The smile calmed Prana a bit, and she peered a bit more over Faevan's shoulder, curious green eyes pondering the child. Yes, it was a fox, but no, it wasn't Anasai. She offered a small wave, her heart flip flopping with fear, but the rest of her trying to be brave.

Well, phooey. No one was really paying attention to him. The man did, once, but before he could do anything, a woman started talking. Everything was all talk again, how boring. Making a "phhhbt" sound in annoyance, he flopped over and sat on the man's shoe. That should get noticed, he thought.

Lafe had gone still, but he was moving once more. The fingers of one small hand loosened from holding onto his tail and he mimicked the action that Prana made -- a wave. The smile on his face widened a bit, another small happy noise made. It was a convincing smile, because Lafe was -- apparently -- trying to make friends.

(( Edit: )) And, of course, Wren glanced down at his shoe. "Guess I'm not going anywhere, am I?" Apparently this one wanted something, but he wasn't sure what.

Halo walked in rather briskly, wincing slightly at her son Alex held in her arms. He was being quite a terror to her at the moment and she had some suspicion it was because he knew Lafe was out doing something fun without him. Or at least doing something involving people other than the house and for some reason Alex had a problem with that.

"Owowow.." The small boy had managed to crawl up his mother's chest to grab one of her prominent ears (and all her earrings) and pullpullpull on them. "Leggo! Look.. Lafe is here. And daddy.. Please stop..OW!"

The tiny black haired boy gave her one strong tug (and he was a strong little bugger) before he turned and wiggled in her arms to get near his father and Lafe.

Halo felt rather rude having to rush past people and children to find her husband but having one's piercings ripped out wasn't much fun.

"He's being a little pain in the a.. uhh.. he acted up as soon as you left Wren. I had no choice but to bring him."

The woman suddenly realized that she was also face to face to a few adults and children and she blinked awkwardly, though wasn't very embarrassed.

"Uh.. hi." She offered them all a small smile and tried to keep a hold of her wriggling and growling baby.

Guinevere, eyes wide, spotted Karan...sitting on a man's shoe. She didn't ask herself why she just toddled to him with open arms. "Kar, Kar!" She repeated a few times before she flung herself onto him in somewhat of a hug.

Faevan looked about. The HQ was getting busy, but unfortunately, it was also getting late.

"Sadly, I think it's time to go for tonight. Hopefully we'll see both you and Lafe soon." faevan inclined her head toward Wren, returning to the couch to gather her things.

Prana threw her cloak on, waving to DS and Karan before darting out of the HQ behind her Guardian.

DS waved to Fae and Prana as they left, before curling into a ball on the couch. Such a long day this was turning out to be...

"Oooof!" Karan meeped, knocking back against the man's leg hard. That HURT. Even though it was nice to see a friend, it hurt. Uncertain whether he was supposed to be happy or upset, he let out a soft moan and clutched his head.

Guinevere giggled as she huggled her friend. When she pulled back she looked at him. "Oh noes!" She said, "What wrong Kar?"

Pink, like her rambunctious little girl, jumped on the ball of person on the couch with a mighty yet full of laughter, "ROARhehehe!"

Wren winced slightly in pain, as his leg was suddenly attacked by not one -- but two babies. "... I'd believe it, sweetheart." He said to Halo after saying goodbye to Prana and Faevan. "Lafe was trying to get out of my arms the moment I left. Didn't really want to leave the house, but ... uh." He made a gesture and pointed down at the children at his feet. The one latched onto the other, and the other rubbing his head. Kind of a 'I don't get it' gesture.

Lafe was quick to pick up on Alex's scent, even quicker than that of Halo's, and he was all ready moving again. Attempting to crawl over Wren to get to Alex. After all, Alex was safe, Alex was familiar, Alex was someone he knew -- and all these others he didn't know. His scarf well down partially, dangling towards the ground, but he ignored it in favour of letting out something between a yip and a coo towards Alex. The world's most charming smile was on his face.

"He started pulling my earrings out.. or trying too. I thought he was going to bite me.. like before when he wasn't keen on getting his diaper changed and more keen on trying to crawl around naked.." What was it with babies and little kids wanting to be naked?

Halo glanced down at the rolling ball of children on the floor, "Did someone lose these?" She wasn't the most sensitive woman in the world.

Alex squirmed and wriggled and looked as if he was about to bite his mother with those tiny sharp fangs of his before she finally held him out for Lafe.

"I think we should put them down.. to do ... their thing."

"Aaa! Pink!" DS toppled over as she was attacked. "Are you sure you should be doing that in your condition, honey?"

Guin was nice, but she was weird too. "Fine," he mumbled, still rubbing his head. The pain was finally starting to diminish, and he realized that all the commotion probably would have gotten the attention of someone up. Eager to see, he tilted his head skywards.

Nothing? Tough crowd.

One thing caught his eye though. That one had a scarf! Neat! Shakily standing up, he extended one hand to see if he could reach it.

Guinevere followed karan's gaze and saw two new legends. She rubbed her little hands together at the thought. Oh boy. Two new baby friends. She leaned her head up even farther and called out. "Yoo hoo. Up there. Wanna pway?" She said, beaming a bright smile at the two new ones.

"Pshaw!" Pink said, rolling off of DS and snuggiling into a spot on the couch. "Just a little rumble tumble fun." She said with a wink. "How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while."

"... eh, I still say we're lucky Lafe didn't decide that naked was the way to go too, then." Wren shook his head. Lafe wasn't exactly keen on being without clothing, but he couldn't complain. It was one less baby to go after during diaper changes. "But, yeah, I guess we should set them down, though I think they're being called for." He blinked, glancing down to the baby who was reaching for the scarf -- never mind the one that wanted to play.

Lafe's tail thumped against his father's chest rapidly, as if trying to make a point. He could care less about his scarf right then, but the moment dad made the motions to set him down, he squirmed and wiggled until he was. Except, the moment he was on the ground, the moment he noticed the other two babies, his ears went flat and he was trying to scoot back.

"I'm... fine, I guess. It's been a rough day, but I'm managing. What about you?" Finally righting herself, DS leaned back against the couch. Pity that coffee was gone, she could've used a pick-up of sorts.

Finally progress! Karan smiled as the boy was set down. He had funny ears like the scritchy boy, how neat! But the thing that really intrigued him was the scarf, which he tried to grab, putting his own stained sun scarf out for the other Legend to examine in return.

Alex immediately gave the two babies on the floor a suspicious glare. Apparently they both deserved it, in his mind, because one was trying to touch Lafe's scarf and the other seemed to be his age yet still talked weirdly like a grownup. Not even Mael and Otium talked like that and they were older.

"Lafe naked and escaping would be cute! Alex.. is just sort of creepy. But I love him anyway!!" She corrected herself.. sort of, at the end of that statement and set Alex down next to Lafe.

The black clad boy immediately shoved himself between Lafe and the other children. His lips quirked and his fangs bared and he made a tiny hiss noise. If Lafe was hiding then he would defend him!

Guinevere didn't move not wanting to scare the baby. "It otay. We nice. We pway nice honest." She said nodding. Her eyes focused on Lafe's scarf, and smiled brightly at him. "Pretty scarf!" She told him as she looked around for something to offer to him in returns of letting her pet his scarf. "Cape?" She asked, extending her full body cape that adorned her body outward to him.

Just as the other baby was set down with barred fangs she screamed a short yet loud scream and backed up. Pointing at the new baby with a waving finger she whimpered. "Scary. Me just wanna pway. Why you be scary?"

Pink patted DS gently on the shoulder. "I hope everything gets better dear. Mine's wasn't bad, a little tirring but nothing out of the usual order of things. Anything happen you want to talk about?" She asked her dear friend earnestly.

DS shrugged. "Karan ripped his box today, and that really upset him. I never knew anyone to get so attatched to a crib, much less a makeshift one." Luckily he seemed better now that he was interacting. "And I assume yo heard about the coffee catastrophe."

He hadn't even noticed this one at first. Still, it was strange that he was shoving himself in front. Maybe the other one was scared. Well, if this one would play, he didn't have any problems. Karan shrugged and shifted his focus to the darker child, offering the scarf to him instead.

Lafe's scarf looked like it flames on it, though the one side that was kept close to him had a tarot card attached to it. His fingers were holding onto his tail and he wasn't so sure about investigating someone else's scarf -- or letting his be touched, but it wasn't him at least.

... and then the girl with her cape? What was so interesting about his scarf? He didn't really understand. His fingers latched onto his tail and he sort of situated himself behind Alex, enough so that when he peered around the other baby, his head was partially covered by the dark cloak he wore. He rubbed his cheek against a shoulder, piercing silvery-blue eyes watching the others curiously right up until that scream, and then he was hiding again, ears back because it hurt them. ( Never mind he wasn't even bothered by Alex's apparent scary demeanor. )

"Um, sweetheart, I think we've a situation here." Wren murmured quietly to Halo, gesturing to the children. It wouldn't be a good thing if the kids couldn't play nicely. Though he was of the mind to let it sort itself out, he was worried a little.

Halo glanced down at the children. Alex was being his little bully self again.

"Let's see what happens first." They were there, afterall, if anything happened. "Kids have to learn these things you know. I know they are babies.. but it's you know.. social structure and interaction... and things like that." Well she sounded more sure when she started the sentence than when she ended it.


Alex's brows scrunched together and he bared his fangs more when Guin screamed. What was the dumb girl-thing yelling about? She had tried to touch Lafe and Lafe didn't want to be touched.

He looked at the other baby, the boy, with his intense lavendar eyes. The sneer of his lessened slightly as he looked at what he was offered. He was unsure about this. These other kids with their touching and stuff. He eyed the scarf. It was sort of pretty. He didn't have anything like that.

They weren't playing, but at least one of them was interested. Karan took that as encouragement and crawled away, over to the bag. Parts of the floor near the couch still had puddles of now cold coffee, but he didn't notice as the brown liquid soaked into his pants. Where did that bag keep his fun toys?

Guinevere have a sudden moment of backbone glared at Alex when he bared his fangs more. "I just wannaed to pway. I try nice and you be mean. Why be mean?" She asked, wondering if he would comment on the mean question because he didn't comment on the scary question. "I was even gonna wet you pway with teddy!" Guinevere said, reaching into her cape and pulling out a soft, rather large, brown plush teddy bear.

"Aww. If you need help makin a new one, or buying one for that matter, just ask sweetie." She said. "And I heard from Fae about the coffee disaster. I'll say the same thing I said to you as I said to her. I hate coffee, it stunts your growth don'tcha know?"

And Lafe was being his typical shy self, with Alex there as his protector. Wren sighed and shook his head. "Believe me, I know all about that, lover-mine, just a little concerned that's all." But he'd leave it be, because it was the right thing to do.

The tip of one ear appeared from behind Alex's back, followed by one silvery-blue eye, and then the flick of a white tail. He watched Karan move off, with curiousity. He didn't seem so bad and he poked his head out a little further, giving a curious glance to Alex.

But the girl, she was something else. She kept speaking, but he didn't quite understand. It was something nice, from her tone or the look on her face and he, for a change, let out a tiny growl. No being mean to Alex. He gripped part of Alex's cape with a hand, tugging it without realizing.

... and what was up with that teddy-bear thing?

Alex's nose wrinkled at the screeching girl-thing. If he was old enough to think of anything as obnoxious, that noise would be it. It hurt his ears.

He felt Lafe tug on his cape and turned his head to look at the other, his wrinkled expression smoothing to something friendly and comforting. He followed the other baby's eyes to Karan and watched him too, covering his ears with his hands.. or trying to.. to block out the noise.

"It's caffine," DS shrugged, "and tastes better than soda. I'd have brought cocoa, but we're all out. Besides, this way I know the kids won't get into it. Even Eri thinks coffee tastes like dirt." And for the most part, she agreed with him, but she decided not to mention that.

Aha! Karan grinned jubilantly and tipped the bag over. Out rolled a medium-sized, clear ball, which rolled over to the trio of toddlers. It stopped just next to Guin, as if waiting to be played with. Maybe that would get them interested, Karan thought. They just had to stop fighting and see that playing was far more important.

Guinevere looked at Alex and frowned. Was he covering his ears so he wouldn't have to listen to her. That must be it. Just as she started to get up to waddle away and tell her Mommy she wanted to go home a familair ball rolled to her feet. Oh BOY! She thought, happily picking it up. She remembered playing this game with Karan and the pirate child. She smiled and rolled the ball as hard as she could to Karan that was on the other side of the room hoping it would reach him. She decided to stop talking and keep her mouth shut for now, she didn't need any more mean and nasty comments of gestures to come her way.

Pink rubbed her stomach thinking about cocoa. "Mmm. Are you SURE we don't have any cocoa here? They usually keep the supplies in full quanitites around here." She asked, heaving her stomach into the air and pushing with her hands on the back of the couch to raise herself up.


No, no, no! She was supposed to roll the ball to one of the new people! Did he have to do everything? Putting a little more strength into his push, he sent the ball back the other way. It completely passed Guin this time, but also passed the other two, rolling to a halt just behind them.

Oooops. Well, maybe one of them would get it.

"I'll go check," DS offered, rising slowly and stretching her back. "Keep an eye on the kids, mkay?"

Lafe watched Guinevere cautiously as she moved away, but his attention turned to the clear ball and there was a flicker of curiousity in his eyes. He finally turned back to Alex, one small hand going up to tug Alex's hands down a little from his ears. It was all quiet, the girl was quiet. He gave him a small smile and finally started to move out from behind him, no longer hiding partially under his cape.

... but, really, was this all about that clear ball now? So it would be all right? He looked at Alex, as if to confirm that it was fine now, just as the ball went by. Luckily, his tail stopped it and he gave an experimental push of it towards Alex. Wasn't much to it -- it looked harmless.

Alex watched the ball and uncovered his ears. Lafe seemed interested.

The pale little boy looked around at everyone to make sure it was ok and then smiled at Lafe to confirm it was for the moment.

He stopped the ball with his hand and looked at it with interest. he then looked back up at Karan and pushed it as best he could towards the other.

He didn't push it to the noisy girl. He didn't like her.

That was better. At least, he knew that the two new ones probably knew eachother. They reminded Karan vaguely of the time Demare slept over, and they helped eachother a little. So they were friends. And that meant that they could make friends. And that was all the information that really mattered to him at the time.

He managed to get a little closer to the others again before smacking the ball once more. Where it went though, he had no clue due to the hastiness of his hit.

Guinevere scampered in front of the ball and caught it in the hem of her cape. As she picked it up she looked between the new babies. Deciding she didn't like the fanged one for the mroe she looked at him and saw his actions he reminded her of that nasty Breena girl, yet Lafe still stood a chance of being a good playmate she she tossed the ball a little, only giving it a bounce or two before it rolled the rest of the way to the fox boy.

Pink sighed and heaved herself back onto the couch. "Why must everyone always tell her to stay once she got up. "Ok," She said softly after DS and watched with smiling eyes at the children. They seemed to be playing so nicely with the ball and she was happy for that.

Wren was, personally, happy things had calmed down. At least Lafe had come out of trying to be Alex's shadow ( he ignored Hawk's Eye pointedly ). He nudged his head against Halo's shoulder, giving her a small smile.

Lafe merely eyed the ball as it rolled towards him, in fact, he reached forward to stop it with a hand. His tail was swishing back and forth a little and he rolled the ball back and forth a little between his own hands. It wasn't that interesting, but the other two seemed to be enjoying it. Finally, he gave a push and rolled the ball towards Alex. After that, his eyes settled on the dark cape he wore briefly.

Halo looked down at her husband and smiled and put her arm around him, kissing him on the forehead lightly. She didn't admit she'd have found it amusing if Alex bit someone.

Alex stopped the ball that Lafe rolled to him and looked at it again. Was rolling all it did? Everyone seemed okay though. No one was trying to bother Lafe so he was fine too.

Alex rolled the ball away again again to one of the waiting children, though he wasn't sure who, and turned to look at Lafe who was looking with interest at his cape.

Karan swept the ball into his lap when it rolled to him, smiling. The box, the coffee, all earlier incidents had been temporarily forgotten. He had a mission, and that was to have some fun with the new people. Now that he'd gotten their interest, the fun would start.

His eyes twinkling, he tossed the ball up into the air, watching it make short, high arcs back towards the others. This was the real game, or part of it.

Guinevere stood up on her feet, and rocked back and forth only once till she found her balance, much faster than other days and walked toward the bouncing ball, catching it after a little fumbiling it inher hands. She beamed from ear to ear and she bounced it a little harder than Karan had, into the ground toward the two new babies, following the arching motion of the ball it gave off with each bounce with her head, by bobbing it up and down.

For the moment, ignoring the ball ( it was still bouncing in mid-air ), Lafe scooted forward to tug on Alex's cloak a little more. Honestly, he liked it, since he could hide somewhat in it -- something that one could be safe in. He gave Alex that charming smile of his, tail swishing back and forth with a renewed good mood.

... except then the ball came bouncing over and it bounced right over to his side, rolling up against it. He wrinkled his nose up a bit, but quickly pushed it onward to continue it's motion. That was how it went, apparently.

Pink, who was thinking DS was taking way too long to make some cocoa was just about to go in after her - she had even heaved herself up and off of the couch too, when her watch went off. "Aww." She said, and went over to pick up her bobble head daughter who jostled a little in her arms before relaxing, resting her head against her mother's shoulder and waved goodbye to Lafe and Karan. "Nigh, Nigh!" She said as they walked out, only after Pink poked her head in the kitchen to tell DS she was leaving.

Alex ended up ignoring the ball since Lafe had quickly pushed it to roll away from them. The other was tugging on him so he started to tug lightly on Lafe's scarf and smile back.

It was a nice scarf with color that he personally lacked. The baby soon waspulling his cloak up and over his head. It was really a struggle and he looked like a lumpy black mound for a while until he got the fastenings around his chin and over his head. He offered it to Lafe but felt rather naked in only his black and red onesy.

The ball rolling away, and the other girl gone ( though that was barely noticed ), Lafe actually laughed a little watching Alex struggle with his cloak. When it was offered to him, he slowly pulled it to himself, fingers running over the fabric. Alex, of course, was rewarded with a particularly bright smile from Lafe and the baby crawling forward to put his own scarf around him. Not that he could manage it well, but ... well. Scarf for Alex!

With Guin gone, and the other two entertaining eachother, Karan found himself alone again. Sure, the ball had come his way, but with no one to play with it was just a rubber bubble. Pouting, he folded his arms. He could wait. He could wait.

Heck with waiting, he wanted to play!

The determined face from earlier emerged once more, and he crawled over to the pair, plopping himself in front of them.

Alex smiled and tried to adjust the scarf and got a bit tangled in it. it was so long! He did manage to get it around his neck though and sunk his head down so he was hiding behind it, just like Lafe did. Only his bright lavendar eyes peered overtop of the fabric.

Lafe's tail continued to swish rapidly, giggling a little more with how Alex looked hiding behind his scarf. It was just like him! ... which meant he had to try to get on the cloak, and after a little struggle, he managed to get it on -- though it wasn't on and clasped, but it was on. He tugged it around himself, the back of it moving with the movements of his tail.

Ears cocked forward, he turned his attention to Karan and studied him briefly. This one wasn't so bad as the girl. In fact, he gave a slight nudge against Alex so that he'd notice him. Kind of a '... well, he's not so bad' thing.

Mimicking an action he had seen earlier, he raised his hand and wiggled his fingers at Karan, the fingers of his other hand curled in the scarf wrapped around Alex

Finally, some recognition. A wave even. While he got the distinct feeling that he was being ganged up on, in a strage sort of way, he ignored it and waved back. "Eyo," he chirped cheerily.

As he waved, a small piece of cardboard flew out of his sleeve and landed a couple feet away. As soon as Karan saw it, his eyes dulled. The box. He had nearly forgotten about it.

Alex looked over at Karan and didn't seem so nastily mean now that the girl was gone. He mimicked Lafe's wave but wondered why the other boy seemed so suddenly sad about that thing that fell out onto the floor.

He crawled a bit forward, still behind the scarf, and picked up the piece.

Lafe's tail swished as he tried to peer at what Alex had picked up. Of course, the other boy looked sad -- but why? Over a piece of something? Very slowly, cloak around him and obscuring a good part of his features, he scooted forward to inspect and then peer at Karan.

... was there something wrong with the piece?

"Cavan go plat," he offered as explanation, for the third time that day. After that stunning revelation, he pointed to the cardboard, and then to him. It was, after all, his box, and he wanted that back.

DS yawned. "Goodness," she murmured sleepily, "look at the time." Or she would, had her watch been working. But the coffee from earlier had shorted it out, another thing she'd have to replace. Wonderful.

Still, at least there were adults around to ask. "Excuse me, do you have the time?"

Wren blinked, head tilting and distracted from his thoughts and somewhat snuggling Halo. He had been nursing along an idea for his book, but he couldn't seem to get past a particular plot hole.

"Um, actually, I don't." He grinned sheepishly, holding up his hands. There wasn't a wrist watch on either wrist and he didn't carry a pocket one. "It's probably late though." Not that the kids seemed to notice. They were all most nocturnal it seemed.

Lafe's ears cocked forward once more, trying to decide if what Karan said was important or not. It must have been, if he was sad, but ... a piece of something that was his? So was it not complete? He didn't know. He merely looked at Alex and the piece, crawling forward to sit next to him.

Then, after a moment ( and very slowly, as if he was expecting to have to pull back in an instant ), he reached forward to pat Karan lightly. It could've been a 'there, there' gesture, but who knows.

Alex blinked at the piece and then at Karan. The boy said something he didn't understand but he did get the bit about wanting it back.

There didn't seem to be anything special about it. He couldn't use it for anything. So the boy crept forward again and held it out for Karan to take. If it was his, he could have it.

Halo had spaced out completely while watching the kids and looked out the window. "Yeah it's dark. So I guess that means it's late enough. I think we should head out."

Karan let himself be petted, neither liking nor disliking. What he did like was that they were finally paying attention to him, and that the darker one was giving back the part of Box. "Dakoo," he nodded.

Then it occured to him. That boy had weird ears, like the other one. And Keita liked his ears scritched. Maybe this one did too. Curious, he reached out a hand-

-and was promptly snatched up by DS. "I think you're right," she said as she shifted the infant's weight. "Oh, and I'm DS, and this is Karan. It's nice to meet you." However short the meeting was.

It was a good thing too, because Lafe was all ready pulling back to avoid his ears being touched. He still wasn't too sure about this one and it didn't help that suddenly there was an adult around.

Lafe was all ready situating himself ( crawling over ) Alex, basically curling against him and snuggling up, some of the cloak covering the other as well now. He made a small noise, a quiet drawn out yawn, and rubbed his cheek against Alex's shoulder lightly.

"Probably, yeah. Time to go." Wren chuckled, pushing himself up and heading over to the kids. "I'm Wren, and the fox-child over there is Lafe. It's a pleasure." Despite the fact their meeting was short. He was all ready leaning down to scoop up both children and -- surprisingly -- he was able to do it ( at least, he had been able to in the past, and with these two it was better to carry together than apart ).

"I'm Halo and that's Alex.. the mean one." She smiled a bit.

"It's nice meeting you DS." The tall woman leaned down to pat the boy on the head as well. "And you too Karan. Have a good night you two."

She walked ahead to get the door for her husband so he didn't have to worry about handling more than he had already.

Alex put his arms over top of Lafe once he was picked up. He yawned a little too and turned to snuggle against Wren when he finally shifted into a comfortable position.

"Nice to meet all of you." DS retrieved the soggy baby bag and the ball and started for the door herself. "Get home safely," she added as an afterthought.

Already bored again, Karan curled his fingers around the cardboard again. He'd have to start a new one soon, and be sure to make it even better than the last one. And then other people could see it, and he could show the new friends, and Guin, and everyone!

But first, perhaps a nap would be in order. Just this once...

"Second what my wife said, DS. Maybe we'll run into you and Karan in the future." Who knew? Wren gave Halo a smile of thanks, since she got the door for him. It was more than enough to handle Alex and Lafe in his arms.

Lafe was properly snuggled up against Alex and his father, eyes fighting the urge to droop, but they did anyway. His fingers curled in the fabric of Alex's outfit, tail curling around him partially.

"... see, now they're being angels." Wren shook his head, chuckling a bit at some private joke as he headed out the door.