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 Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 3:48 pm
Glass Crow Lenore gave a start, all concentration on her audiobook disrupted. That presence....Deimos. With an almost involuntary motion, Lenore grabbed at the feather tip that still bore that faint stain of Deimos; blood from their first encounter. With a discomfitted mumble, she looked through the reinforced metal bars of her play pen at the emanation of the source. She saw
Jizzy and Deimos coming closer, and she felt her body involuntarily tense as she made eye contact with the child.Crow started and looked up from her magazine. With a smile, she waved Jizzy and Deimos over, taking a sip of her tea and tossing her reading material aside. "Hey guys! C'mon over!"
Jizzy smiled and made it over to the pair quickly. SHe eyed the tea for a moment.. Deimos had gotten her on a strict coffee regimen and she had barely the time to enjoy tea anymore. Seeing Deimos struggle, she gently nuzzled his head before putting him down beside Lenore's playpen. He still couldn;t crawl to fast, so he wasn;t going anywhere..
"It's nice seeing you around here.. I've don't come to the Terrace often, so it's quite a coincidence to find you here."
After being placed on the outside of the playpen, Deimos peered inside, his tiny hands gripping the bars. The small eyebrow wings flapped in exitement as he burbled a greeting, his eye shifting to the blood stain on her blade and making him seem even more exited.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 8:36 am
Noticing Jizzy's covetous look at her tea, Crow pulled out her thermos and poured some into an extra cup. Handing it to Jizzy with a smile, she glanced down at Lenore and Deimos. Len wasn't looking particularly cheerful at the sight of Deimos, though the boy certainly seemed happy to see her. With a smile, Crow looked back up at Jizzy.
"So, how're you doing?"
Lenore felt suddenly very trapped in her metal playpen. Deimos seemed very happy to see her, and she felt a tad guilty about her predatory alertness around him. He was probably a lovely Mishap that would make an excellent friend, but she simply could not ignore the instinct to protect herself and her caretaker if he tried anything funny. Trying to ignore the burning feeling that had flared up on her feather, Lenore gave a cautious smile and watched to see what Deimos would do.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 8:44 am
Jizzy took the tea, shocked at first, but at the first sip her worries melted away temporarily.. Goodness she missed this stuff.. AFter taking another long swig, she finally spoke.
"We're doing alright.. Well Deimos is at least.. He's learning to crawl so I have to keep a sharp eye on him, luckyly for me, he isn't to fast. Are you and Lenore doing alright as well?"
Deimos heard his mother say the small child's name and set it to memory.. To current date he knew 3 names: Dei, which was himself, Ma,which was Jizzy and Ai, who was a Tall Tale he had visited and become quite fond of not to long ago. Now his toung stumbled over trying to sound out Lenore's name.
"Le.. Le.. nnnn.."
He couldn;t seem to get the rest of the sounds quite right no he resorted ti simple, Len..
"LEN!"
He cried out suddenly, sticking his hands inside the metal bars to try and come into contact with the mentioned Mishap.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:00 am
Crow gave a start and did a spit take with her mouthful of tea. She looked at Deimos in astonishment, wearing the same deeply surprised look as Lenore.
"Deimos can talk already?" she asked Jizzy in surprise, wiping tea off of her shirt. Composing herself as best she could (which was hard to do, since she had spit out her tea all over herself), she set her cup down.
"We're doing okay. Len's been teething, which means I've been getting about fifteen minutes of sleep per week. She's totally nocturnal - this is the first time I've been outside during the day since I first got her!"
Lenore looked up at Deimos, who was reaching out to her eagerly. He had said her name - something even she herself was not yet capable of doing. Nibbling on her lip with her tiny emerging teeth, Lenore crawled over to the bars and sat down, keeping her gaze carefully blank.
"Deyem," she said, leaning forward a little.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:08 am
Jizzy chuckled softly, taking another long sip of her tea. SHe'd never seem someone actually spiut out thier drink in shock. She thought it was just soemthing peopel did on TV.
"He can say a few names.. but nothing else.. He shouts much more than he talks.. Do you think I could, put him in the play pen with Lenore? I don't want him crawling off.."
Deimos heard her and he clapp and squealed in exitement. So far, Lenore was by far his favorite Mishap, though the resoning behind that probably had something to do with blood.
"Len!" He said, extending a finger and poking her softly in the arm, cauiously avoiding the blades.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:18 am
Crow gave a nod and poured herself some more tea.
"Sure! Len's probably been a bit lonely - we haven't seen any other Mishaps for awhile."
Len gave a jump as Deimos touched her. Edging back slightly, she raised her arms so that the feather tips pointed out. She didn't mind sharing her space with Deimos, but she would have to stay on her guard.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:24 am
Setting down her tea, she moved over and picked up Deimos. At first, eh retorted, he didn't want to leave yet, but once he was set down inside the playpen, his crying stopped.
"There.."
SHe said, and moved back to her tea.
Deimos was in shock when his mother had picked him up and began to flail and cry. He didn't want to leave yet. Once he was set down next to Lenore however, he quieted and gave a cheerful burble. He crawled over to her and his eyebrow wings batted in exited, much like a dogs tail. Soon he was sitting next to her, his tail swishing cheerfully as he reched up to touch Lenore's hair.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:32 am
Sitting very still, Len watched Deimos as he reached up to touch her feathery hair. She had made her defenses very obvious, but they didn't seem to perturb Deimos that much. With a slight grumble, she allowed him to come closer. Crow had seemed eager for Len to make friends, and the Mishap supposed that an intrusion into her precious personal space came along with friendship.
((I have to get going - maybe we can finish up later? Bye! heart ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 12:40 pm
Deimos touched her hair and fingered it for a moment, then smiled and burbled. In return he swush his demonic tail near Lenore. If she let him touch her hair, she could touch his tail.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 1:54 pm
Lenore looked at Deimos' tail uncertainly. It was a fascinating thing - so unlike her own tail of feathers. Reaching out to touch it gingerly, Lenore's feeling of distinct unease doubled. She knew through her magically programmed instinct that this child was something she shouldn't be getting too friendly with, but her naturally created curiosity encouraged her to explore. With a deft motion, Lenore leaned forward enough to brush the tail with her fingertips.
She instantly regretted it.
"Nyaaaaah!"
It felt as though the bloodstained feather had caught fire -it burned like her hand did as every cell in her body rejected the overwhelming presence that Deimos was full of.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 2:04 pm
Deimos' eye grew in shock. Why was Len crying? Had somone hurt her?He took his tail back, moving it away. DId his tail bother her? When she continued crying, Deimos did the only thing that occurred to him, he began to call his mother.
"MA!!! MA!! MA!!"
He shrieked, waving a desperate hand in Len's direction, his eyes filled with genuine worry, something Jizzy had never seen in them before.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 6:11 pm
The pain was alien to Lenore. She'd felt the discomforts of her own body growing, teething, and the occasional bout with colic. But this... it felt as though the skin on her fingers was on fire, and the stain of Deimos' blood burning through the metal feather like acid. She dared a glance at Deimos, and was rather shocked to find him looking worried for her. Her cries of pain eased as she felt Crow scoop her up into her arms, taking her away from that frightening presence.
"Shhh, shhh, Songbird, it's okay," Crow crooned softly, rocking Lenore gently and allowing the Mishap to claw at her as she tried to make herself secure. She felt Lenore's frantic breathing ease, and was slightly unsurprised when she felt the baby's head droop against her shoulder and the frantic fidgeting cease.
"She usually sleeps during the day," Crow explained to Jizzy, still rocking Len gently. "She drops off at about six o'clock, and sleeps right through the day until evening. I guess she was just a little grouchy since staying up until afternoon is like staying up 'til midnight for her."
Easing the sleeping Mishap into her cozy carrying box, Crow packed up her things and waved goodbye.
"I'll just put her to bed, and maybe I'll meet up with you and Deimos again later."
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 6:52 pm
Deimos waved his arms franticall to reach her. Where were they taking len? Was she ok?
"Len! Len!"
He cried out of his own mother scooped him up. He fought against her, wishing to reach the other mishap.
Jizzy held tight to Deimos sighing softly. She feared he'd never make friends.
"Shh.. Deimos.. She'll be fine.."
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 1:23 pm
KiiMeLwi Shavira giggled and burbled happily. Wycliff's happiness was contagious. Her snakes were completely dazzled by this newcomer, and he was so like Shavira, they couldn't feel threatened. Shavira clung onto Wycliff once again. He was very...clingable. KiiMeLwi grinned as she watched the babies, and how they kept trying to take care of each other. Or at least, the way Wycliff and Shavira treated each other. She had been surprised that Shavira's snakes hadn't bit him or anything. She almost never got away without a scratch from them. Wycliff was all over the creatures and was enjoying it all. It was amazing. She knew, though, as children, Shavira and Wycliff only wanted to see happiness in others around them...she hoped it would all last... A smirk crept onto her face. What was she thinking?! Of course it would.
"Say," He furrowed his brow, thinking. "Would you like to set up a playdate for Shavira and Wycliff, in one of our rooms, or somwhere else? I know Wycliff will be bummed when he finally falls asleep and wakes up, only to not have her around..." The tall man nodded, watching the Mishaps. "I'm free most of the time, how about you?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:27 pm
((Heehees...don't worry about it! I was sick anywho, so I didn't have much to do online. *coughs&squees at once* ))
KiiMeLwi puzzled over the snakes for a bit more...her surprise at how...calm, nice, and un-biting they were...could not be explained in words. They obviously didn't find Wycliff a threat, and she, Kii thought, smirking, was. Maybe it was their difference in size..?
Kii's head snapped around at the sounds of Tori's voice. She often lost herself in her thoughts lately. "A playdate? Oh, that sounds wonderful! They DO seem to get along, quite well! I'm suprised, actually. But I don't mind in the least! I'm so happy for them. Yes, I think Shavi would love to see Wycliff again! I'm usually free...and awake. I don't have much to do...other than always watch over Shavira. Of course."
She straightened herself out from her crouching position, which she had assumed who knows when. Smiling at Tori, brushing off dust and dirt, and watching the babes from the corner of her eye all at the same time, KiiMeLwi began to relax.
Shavira's eyes had been wide open for quite some time now. She had barely been able to take all that was going around her in. Wycliff, who had - to her enjoyment and glee - wrapped his own arms around hers, was her first friend...if one believed babies could make friends...and Shavi was determined to keep him happy and nearby. She was lucky to have such a gentle and kind friend.
Snakes that were busy investigating Wycliff were now wriggling and squirming all over the now closer Mishap. Tongues that flickered in and out, often bushed against the babe's skin.
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