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 Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:08 pm
Amakusa_Ryu Chaco placed the basket down near his feet, and took another look at the child inside. He really hated doing it this way, but, well, he didn't have TIME to meet with each of the protectors directly anymore. Maybe that would change sometime soon, but until then... This was how it would be done. Finally he stood, and rapped loudly on the door in front of him, then took off flying into the sky. He was out of sight within moments. Inside the basket was a tiny boy who looked... remarkably like a panda, and a note. It read as follows: Note Dear Sir or Madam; I apologize for this being out of nowhere, but I must request a favor from you. The child within this basket is in need of a home. I hope this isn't too intrusive, but I hope that you will be able to care for him. If you accept, you may name him anything you like. If you have any questions, or wish to return him to us, please come to the Shiroko Estate at 12 Elton Avenue. Thank you very much, Chaco Shiroko
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:11 pm
-Moon Invasion!-
It was one of those rare Fridays where Max was actually home, taking advantage of his flight-free day to set about on household tasks. Little ones, really. Wash the dishes from last night, do the laundry... those sorts of things. After that it was a good novel, and maybe some of the telly.
And so Max was standing in the kitchen, jazz music blaring on the radio, soapy water up well past his wrists, when he caught sight of something outside his window. He didn't get a good look at whatever it was, but from the tiny kitchen window over the sink, Max was damn sure he saw it flying. Humans don't fly.
Suspecting something out of the ordinary, Max flicked the water off his hands, not bothering to dry them fully as he marched out of the kitchen and into the living room. On his way out, Max only paused by a side table long enough to pull out an antiquated Webley revolver from its top drawer.
Armed and with ready to shoot whatever odd Moon Man had been seen outside his window, Max pulled open the front door to face the Moon Man--
--Only to pause in surprise as he almost tripped over a bright green bundle at his feet.
The Moon Man forgotten for the moment, Max lowered the pistol, a look of curiosity on his face. What in the name of--?
Scanning the sky to ensure that it was clear, the man knelt, gun still ready. With his free hand he pushed lightly against the blanket, only to instantly draw it back when the bundle moved. Almost instantly after, a tiny babyish wail emanated from the heavy folds of the blanket.
Bloody hell. A baby.
Again Max made a glance around to ensure that the Moon Man was nowhere to be found. Seeing nothing, he uncocked the pistol hammer, shoving it roughly in his belt. With both hands now free, he lifted the basket and brought it inside. He hadn't gotten a good look at it yet, and would much rather do it within the warm confines of his living room rather than the cold winter air outside.
The baby was deposited on the kitchen table several minutes later, the small bundle struggling weakly and wailing in its little baby voice. Max unsuccessfully tried to shush the little wailing baby, while at the same time working on disentangling the jumble of blankets.
When the baby was finally revealed to him, Max took a sharp step back in shock.
The first thought that went through Max's head was Moon Baby. That would explain the Moon Man. The second thought was Why does it look like a panda?
Not that Max had ever seen any pandas before. He'd only seen them in drawings, when a friend of his had visited the Orient in search of exotic game. But if he recalled correctly, the panda had looked like a bear. This baby (aside from his odd colors), looked human.
Wonderful. A Moon Panda baby monster was on his kitchen table. Kinda creepy... but it was awfully cute...
With a sigh, Max finally flopped down in one of the kitchen chairs by the table, arm reaching out to ruffle at the baby's hair. It seemed to like it, and the baby calmed somewhat, tiny hands (with six fingers?!) reaching up to grasp one of Max's fingers. The pilot couldn't help but smile.
Eh, no need to get in a lather over this. Aside from the odd looks, it seemed like any other normal baby. It could stay for a bit. max could honestly use the company.
The note had been crumpled in the blanket by accident, and it was a while before Max took note of it. Picking it up, Max's grey eyes scanned it, then glanced at the baby. So. A mansion without the means to support a baby? Weird story, but he'd heard weirder.
"So," he said idly to the baby Moon Panda "I guess you're here to stay."
Fair enough.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:12 pm
-Journal Entry-
As an adventurer who has traveled far and wide across the globe, I can say without hesitation that I have seen many strange things. Bizarre cults, weird mechanisms of unknown origins, aliens from Mars and Jupiter and even greater and more mysterious places... the list goes on.
Sill, there is nothing quite as odd as finding a baby on one's doorstep.
Odder yet, the baby is certainly inhuman. It strongly resembles that of a Panda Bear, from the Orient. As if this is not unusual enough, the child has been placed within my care for reasons unkown.
I remember an old colleague of mine from the Great War, a man by the name of Colonel Warrington Brisby. We maintained an amicable contact between us after the War was finished with, and I remember it was he who told me of the Orient and these mysterious Panda Bears. He had ventured to it several times, and had arranged to take me on his next expedition, though I found myself here before I could get a chance to.
And so, in honor of my former colleague and friend, I have decided to call this child Brisby.
There is no further information on this little Brisby, saved for a crumpled note with a scant amount of information and an address. As this Estate is not terribly far from my residence, I shall take it within myself to visit within the next few days in order to find out more about Brisby and why he has been deposited in my care. I am assuming he is either a being of extraterrestrial origins, or, perhaps more believably, the result of an odd cross of human and animal. It may be a trap, but I shall come well-prepared. It may be a trap of sorts, and so one can never be too cautious in dealing with mystery-traps.
If the letter is genuine, however, and the child is truly within my care, I will make certain to do my best duty in raising it as a proper gentleman. This child has been entrusted to me, after all, and it is only my proper duty to do well in rearing this child.
He sleeps for the moment, which will give me time to slip out for a half hour and buy the required supplies. Never having a child in my care, I am woefully understocked in such equipment. that shall be remedied as soon as possible.
-Maxwell Covington
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:17 pm
-Shoppin'-((transcribed from thread))RaechylRain "Hey, Viv, see if you can find the blue box that we got last time, kay?" Raechyl said as she led the Sin'aeis down the isle of the grocery store. Shopping was so much easier with the jalepeno girl - she was always quiet and well behaved, and had an odd knack for finding the little things that Raechyl always missed.
"Here," Vivian said simply a moment later, handing the box up to her mother. "What's it?"
"It's tea." Raechyl had noticed that she had been talking a bit more lately, and had decided that she just hadn't spoken earlier because she hadn't known how. She still liked to try and engage her adopted daughter in conversations, however. It seemed to have become a habit. "Would you like to try some when we get home?"
"Sure," Vivian said. She didn't really know what it was, but tea was what Raechyl drank all the time, so maybe it was good. Anvion "No Brisby, don't eat the carrots yet.""Baaa?"
"No. They're still dirty. Yuck."
With the practiced patience that came about to all shoppers with little children on shopping trips, Max disentangled the bag of carrots from Brisby's tiny hands, tossing them in the main portion of the cart and out of the little panda's reach.Brisby blinked in surprise as his food was taken away, green eyes wide. Then he understood. "UBWEH."
"No. Eat when we get home and after I clean them. Make a fuss and you don't get any.""Mmph." RaechylRain "Let's see...what's next? Oh, right, I've been meaning to get some jalepenos." When she had first visited the mansion, she met two other other Sin'aeis' who mentioned others and said they were different foods like Vivian was. She wasn't a jalepeno, that much was obvious. She looked mostly human...in shape anyways. Her colors were a little more exotic, but she was no walking pepper.
Raechyl didn't much like spicy foods, but she wanted to see what Vivian would do if she had a jalepeno. Maybe she transformed into one? ...That had been the most farfetched theory she had come up with yet. Rather dwell to much on what she suspected to be insanity, she pulled Vivian along towards the produce section. Anvion "Baabababa.""You're chatty today." Max peered up from the peppers to shoot a look at Brisby. "What do you think, green or yellow?""PRIIIIII.""...Right. Yellow peppers, then." Max picked up a few yellow bell peppers and bagged them, tossing them in the main basket of the shopping cart. "Geen would be good too,t hough..." he murmured to himself.
Out of the corner of his eye, Max noticed a woman and (what he assumed to be) her child approaching the pepper section. "Sorry," he muttered, scooting to the side to let her gain access to the peppers as well.
Brisby seemed to notice too. "PIPIPIWAAAAHHH." he screeched in incomprehensible baby talk, pointing to Vivian. RaechylRain "No problem," Raechyl managed to say before a screech interrupted her. See looked up from the peppers to see where the sound had originated from, found a pair of bright green eyes looking towards Vivian. The child was also looking at the emerald eyes, and she raised her hand in a type or unsure salute. Raechyl wasn't exactly sure what to do, so she just stood there, looking from Vivian to the black and white child who had just yelled, to the man holding it.
"Hi," Vivian said, breaking the silence with a simple syllable. Anvion Brisby seemed delighted that the little girl he had just screeched at replied back. "Bwee!" he exclaimed triumphantly.
Max couldn't help but smile as he rolled his eyes. "Sorry," he repeated. "He's been really chatty today..." RaechylRain "Oh, that's fine. I think she likes it." Raechyl smiled when she saw Vivian smile. "He's not human either, is he?" she asked, a bit sheepish at her lack of knowledge of her own daughter's species.
The Sin'aeis looked towards the black and white boy. "Vivian," she said, introducing herself. Anvion Max shook hs head. "Nope. He's some kind of critter called a Sin'aeis. They're souls bound to food or somesuch. This guy's name is Brisby," he added cheerfully."Vuhv." Brisby repeated. "Vuhv vuhv vuhv. AAAAN."
"Brisby! Don't scream in the store.""Vuhv." RaechylRain "Ah. I knew that they were call Sin'aeis, but I didn't know much more than that. The note that came with her said something about jalepenos, and that's what I'm here to get. For her," she said, pointing at Vivian.
"B...Bisby?" Vivian said unsuredly, giving a questioning glance to the little Sin'aeis. She hadn't payed a bit of attention to the adults, her eyes focused on the little boy the whole time. Anvion "If it said Jalepeno, she's probably bound to a Jalepeno," Max offered helpfully, again thankful for Mignon's information. "Brisby's bamboo, which is why he looks like a panda. They sometimes tend to take on characteristics in relation to their element. Or at least, that's what I was told."
"Mbababababa. Bee." Brisby said, reaching out for Vivian. Her hair was so bright! He wanted to touch it! "Bweeeeee!""Brisby. Be good or you have to sit in the cart." RaechylRain "That makes sense. It would explain her flame marks at least." She said, looking over her daughter again. It was nice to meet another foster parent. She had learned more about guys during her visits to the mansion than she had about her daughter or what she was. "So, bamboo? I didn't know that people could eat that. Or does it not have to be human food?"
"Bee." Vivian said with a surety that said, 'This is what you are.' Bee reached his hand out toward her, so she reached back with her own flame-marked hand. Anvion "Actually, bamboo's found in a lot of Asian dishes." Not that Max had TRIED any, but a quick visit to the internet always did one good. "But yeah. It's not too common. As for human food or not..." a shrug. "I can't answer that myself. We've only met a couple other Sin'aeis so far."Mmmf! Brisby struggled to grasp at the girl's hair. However, his daddy was FAR too tall, and the hair was frustratingly out of reach. "Uwaaa?"
"What is it?"
"Ubweh!"UH. Why did babies talk so weird? Was he trying to say brown? "Yes Brisby, her skin is mostly brown. See? And her hair is red.""Mnaaaaa!" RaechylRain "Same here," Raechyl commented in reference to the amount of Sin'aeis' she had met.
"Bee?" Vivian asked, also wondering what it was that the boy wanted. For the first time, she looked to the man holding him. He seemed to be looking at the child, also not sure what it was he wanted. She continued to hold her hand out for the boy, however far away he might be. Anvion "BEEEEE!" At this, Brisby began struggling against Max's grip. He wanted down, damn it!
Max sighed as he got the message. He wasn't too keen on setting Brisby down on the dirty floors here, but the kid was just going to keep fussing. Bath time when they got home, then.
"Fine, fine. But be good." Squatting down, Max set Brisby down on the floor. "Don't wander."
Brisby was too enthralled to pay attention. Shuffling over to Vivian as fast as he could crawl, he reached up once again to grab her hair. "Eee!" RaechylRain Vivian knelt down on the floor before Bee and held out her hand in case he needed her help to balance. She still wasn't sure what he had been reaching for, but maybe if she could hep him stand, then he could get it. Maybe he could stand on his own. "You get up?" she asked. Anvion Brisby took Vivian's little hand, if only to pull himself up to where he was at hair-grabbing height. With his free hand, he reached out and got a good fistful of the bright red hair. Tug. Tug tug. Whee!
"Brisby," Max warned. "Don't pull. Play nice."
Tug tug. "Vuhv." RaechylRain "Bee! Stop!" Vivian yelled as she reached her own hand up to try to get his out of her hair, or to at least stop pulling. With a word from the tall man that had been holding Bee, the tugging became gentler, and she didn't mind that so much. As long as it didn't hurt. She smiled at Bee to let him know that that was okay.
Raechyl was a bit surprised at the volume of Vivian's voice, but she was getting used to the noise from Brisby. Anvion "Mrrah." Hee! She made funny noises when he pulled at her hair. However, the hair-tugging soon ceased, as it grew boring. Hmm. What now?
"Gyuh?" he asked, peering up at Vivian. Did she have anything interesting? RaechylRain "What?" Vivian asked when Bee looked up at her. She ruffled her hair as if to remind him that it was still there, if that was what he wanted. The she shrugged her shoulders, hoping he would understand that she didn't understand. Anvion Hmm. Boring. Time to explore around a bit! Brisby began to crawl off elsewhere, but Max was to quick for him."Oh no you don't!" Scooping up Brisby with one hand, Max straightened with the infant securely in his grasp. "No wandering in the stores, Brisby." RaechylRain Vivian watched as Bee was scooped up by the tall man again. She wasn't really sure what to think, but she didn't like the Bee had been so ready to leave already. She stayed silent, watching Bee, Raechyl, and the man until she decided what she wanted to do.
"So, Viv, do you want to grab some jalepenos? They're right behind you." Raechyl said pointing at the little red peppers. Vivian grabbed a couple and handed them to Raechyl before looking back up at Bee.
"Go 'splore?" Vivi asked, wanting to know if he wanted to walk around the store. Maybe if she went with him, he could go? Anvion Explore? Hmmm. "I'm not sure. Brisby's still a bit little to go exploring on his own.""Nanananana. HUVUH." RaechylRain "Oh," Vivian said, looking slightly disappointed. "We play later?" she asked both Raechyl and the the man holding Brisby.
"I don't have a problem with that as long as you don't," Raechyl said to Brisby's gaurdian. "Im Raechyl, by the way. Not sure if I mentioned that or not." she smiled. Anvion Max nodded. "Sure. Oh, I'm Max. Here, let me get this..."
Settling a grumpy pandababy in the seat portion of the cart, Max dug through a coat pocket, pulling out a notebook and pen. Flipping it open, he scrawled out some information before handing it to Raechyl. "There's my number. If you ever want to get something scheduled, feel free to call. We're free most days in the winter." RaechylRain "Alright. That'd be nice, thanks." Raechyl said as she took the paper. Vivian was much, much happier around other people. She would have to call sometime, but for now, she had to get back to the flat to make sure that Coira hadn't burned it down in her absence.
"Bye Bee!" Vivian waved as her foster mother pulled her towards the stores exit to buy their groceries. Anvion "Take care!" Max called with a wave as the pair departed. "Say bye, Brisby."
"AnaVUHV."Good enough. With one last wave, Max went off in another direction. Time to finish up and head on home. But yay! It looked like another friend for Brisby!
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 6:19 pm
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