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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 3:05 pm
Under The Full Moon - Part One
<******** kill! ******** Kill! Lalala!" came the sing-song voice of Coailiann from her crib. She had obviously woken up and wanted attention from her mother - though that wasn't any different than any other day. Coailiann -always- wanted attention, and she did NOT like to be ignored or left alone. That's just the way she was.
The only problem is...it was 6:00am and Ianna was still sleeping. Whoever heard of a child wanting to get up at the crack of dawn? A sleep-logged hand reached out, thumping against the wood of the nightstand to find the digital alarm clock. She hit it - a bit too hard - and yelped.
Silver eyes opened to focus on the numbers and she sighed softly, dragging herself from her bed, wrapping her robe around her, and walking down the long hall into the nursary where Coailiann was.
"Now, little girl, why do you insist upon waking up so early and not letting mommy get the sleep she wants, eh?" Ianna reached in and picked her up, holding her on her hip as she wandered into the kitchen, fifth door to the right, and set up the high chair. She was tired of the main lobby being covered with apples at the end of feedings.
Coailiann struggled a little as she was placed in the high chair and gave a little pout. What WAS with her mother and these medieval restraining prisons? It didn't make sense to her little mind. But! BUT BUT BUT! She was getting APPLES! That made it okay.
"Apple doo dah." she cooed, small, chubby fingers banging on the high-chair tray. Ianna chuckled and looked to her daughter, carefully slicing apples the old fashioned way. She was a bit tired of magic at the moment.
"Yes, Apples..." she murmured, getting distracted by the absolute cuteness of her daughter and narrowly missed her finger.
"Mom?" Matilda's voice filled the kitchen.
"Yes, Matty?" Ianna answered, now re-slicing the apple into smaller pieces.
"Another wand has awakened. It's in Germany...And...Well...You need to go."
Coailiann blinked. Was she not getting apples? Mommy had stopped slicing the apples and had that look on her face that she got before she was called off to leave her alone. Coailiann didn't like that...."Bah?"
Ianna gave a sigh. "Do I have to go now? Can I finish feeding Kay?"
Matilda paused. "You can't go now anyway...It...Can only be found under the full moon. Which...won't rise for a good...3 hours?"
Ianna blinked. "Full moon? Why?"
"It's...A lycan."
"Oh." Ianna said and finished slicing the apples, placing them on the high-chair tray. At least it wasn't the center of the earth, or god forbid, the sun.
~*~
Three hours past and Coailiann had been put through the portal to be with Matilda for the day. Ianna, armed to the teeth...just in case..."Well, ready to lock and load it?" she asked, a teasing humor in her eyes.
Now that she had actually had a few days off from wild goose chases, Ianna was a little bit more willing to go do her missions. Not to mention, Coailiann had calmed down quite a bit and even had a friend. She actually had a way to PUNISH the Sidhe now. Thank god.
"You're entirely too gleeful to have a shotgun right now, Mom."
Ianna smirked. "Oh, I'mma have me some fun huntin' a wolf tonight."
With that said, Ianna was transported to a deserted German fairground...
~*~
Ianna blinked. Wow. This was just creepy. It looked more like a ghost town than anything else...as if the festival had just....disappeared without a trace, leaving the broken down rides and booths to the elements.
"And I'm supposed to walk through a deserted carnival under a full moon, looking for a werewolf wand...?" she peeked around, eyeing a few of the open-mouthed clowns faces. They were seriously freaking the poor woman out.
"Yep."
A sigh. Okay. Where to start? Ianna walked down the packed earth, silver eyes switching back and forth quickly to make sure nothing jumped out at her. Every little creak and moan of the wind or rides made her jump. "God damnit." she muttered, narrowly being missed by a flying ob--BAT?! A ******** BAT?!
Ianna, in a panick, shot at it. The loud bang of her pistol echoing through the grounds, causing a screech of the bat. She missed.
Of course she did. Ianna had terrible aim.
But then...She saw it. A Glint of a silver gemstone...That HAD to be part of the wand, right? Right. She sprinted over to it and pulled it out. It was, ironically, at the edge of the forest, half sticking out of the dirt. "There...that...was easy enough." she muttered. She hadn't even come face to face with a werewolf.
"Take me home, Matty.." she said softly, tucking the wand into her back pocket.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 3:23 pm
It was that same day that Ianna was in the Wand Shop, carefully logging the finding of the lycan wand in her journal, that it would be found. For once, she would not have to wait forever and a day to find the owner...not that she knew that at the moment.
She was tired, and it was going on 6 pm...close to dinner time. Meaning she would have to cook for both her and Coailiann. Coailiann was easy, however. Pop open some jar of baby food, cut up some apples, and then make her eat them.
Herself, on the other hand...well, she'd have to do a lot more.
Coailiann was currently sitting on her mother's lap, head resting quietly on her shoulder. She was always tired after leaving Matilda's pocket realm, and she was perfectly happy lounging and cuddling with her mother. Quietly.
She had learned that if she was loud, she would have to go back to rice cereal. Blegh.
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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 10:30 am
D opened the door to the shop, glancing around for any sign that gave times. He hoped it hadn't closed up yet - argh. It was late, he'd been on his way home from a long day at the office, but he was feeling up for a bit of window shopping.
This shop, whatever it was, had drawn his attention time and time again. For whatever reason, he'd decided that today he'd peek in, just to see. There was a retirement party for one of his bosses on the fifth floor next week, and gifts were expected.
The meta-cat man had always had a thing for travel and adventure, so perhaps this place (were those boxes on the shelves?) might have something interesting. Worse came to worse, at least his curiousity would be sated.
Everyday he walked by the shop, but everyday he was too busy to to do more than peer over in the window as he passed. Life was too compact to allow the gentle man much room to maneuver. But today - today, there was something different on the air.
Today just seemed like a good day TO scope out the shop.
Glancing around, he decided to browse quietly. He didn't want to disturb anyone, and the ambience of the shop seemed a bit dim, quiet. Almost like a library, and he surely didn't want to be the cause of a fuss.
Moving over to one of the walls, he looked at the piles of dust and boxes. Strange. But he didn't dare move to open them. This place seemed more like a museum, now that he got a better look at the place.
But that was quite alright with him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 2:19 pm
The jingle of the bells interrupted Ianna's train of thought and she lifted her head, looking around the room. The man who had walked in had...that familiar vibe that she got when a wand guardian arrived.
A smile touched her tired lips, "Welcome to Ghosts of the Past, may I help you...D?" A soft smirk grew from her smile. She so loved Matilda's aids sometimes.
"See, Matilda, I know when one comes in. I'm not stupid."
A long silence, as if she were letting someone else speak. "Hmph, You did no such thing." her arms wrapped comfortably around Coailiann, who had fallen asleep.
At least, for now.
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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 8:33 pm
The man blinked, turning at the start of a voice. Oh - so there was a lady here. Well, of course there was - they woudln't leave a shop unattended! He'd just looked over her, and his brain (funky as it liked to be sometimes) just hadn't registered.
The amicable smile that had started forming on his lips paused as she spoke his name. His eyes did a double take over her, trying to figure out how she knew his name. He didn't wear a nametag to work, and his I.D. was in his wallet, which (his hand slid to his pocket to be sure) still in his pants.
She didn't look familar, not at all, but perhaps they'd met at a party or convention? Or - a friend of a friends? Or -
His mind tried hard to figure out how she knew. He didn't want to be rude if he'd forgotten her name, and it wasn't as if she was someone he'd ever DATED before (D wasn't one for the ladies - not really) so how . . .
Telepathic or psychic or whatever? Maybe. Could be. People on Gaia like him, with just about no powers, were very rare. She probably was telepathic or psychic - look at how she talked to nobody physically presant.
Oh - he surely hoped there weren't ghosts in the room.
Looking a bit self-concious, D reached up to rub the back of his neck. His lips finally twisted into a meek, but still genuinely friendly, grin. "I - uh - well, I - I was looking for. . . for something, " he looked around the room, trying to figure out exactly what this place was about. "I was just browsing really."
There. He could talk - really he could. "Just looking for a gift for a friend," he explained further, glancing around the dusty walls and all the boxes.
Well - at least he knew that they had quite a few long boxes in stock. If he ever ran out, of course.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 12:16 am
Ianna raised a brow. She loved how they acted when she knew their name before they ever stated it. "Thanks, Matilda." she said, smiling sweetly. "No, you're not, D. You see, everyone...or Mostly everyone." she thought back to the people who had entered without a wand.
OR without one available TO own.
"Comes here, because they're pulled here by something or another. Here, touch this book and see what I'm talking about. It's easier for the book to explain it than me."
The minute D had touched the book, the leather covers sprung open, pages flipping madly and causing dust to fly everywhere until it landed, as if turned by magic, on a specific page.
On this page rested a picture of the wand, which now lay beside Ianna - dark wood and a silver gem at the top, a wolf's fang hanging from a piece of leather wrapped around it, as well as fur beneath the orb.
"Lycan. Wand ID 00009. A Soul has been trapped within the confines of the wand. Congratulations, you have become the next guardian to take on the task of raising it from infancy to greatness. We, Ianna and I, have the upmost faith in you to complete your task dutifully. Best of luck,
Matilda."
"Congratulations, D, you're a daddy." came Ianna's voice, her eyes alight with amusement as she watched for his reaction.
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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 9:32 am
D all but jumped a foot in the air when the book opened wildly and flipped to a specific page. The shock in his cerulean gaze proved that magic of any sort was still foreign to the man. Surely, he'd lived on Gaia all his life, but he wasone of the rare few that had no magical talant. He couldn't manipulate energies, he couldn't levitate, disappear, make lights glow; he couldn't trasnform into an animal, couldn't see futures or pasts in his dreams, hell, he couldn't even make a good tasting cup of joe!
He worked in a business, was nothing more than a pink-haired peon with a briefcase. He wasn't intimidated by magic, but he didn't often run into it on a daily basis. So now, having entered this shop to look for a friend, he was now being given a wand?
A wand with a wolf tooth and fur? A canine wand? He was supposed to look after it, and become a father!?
No way. No. WAY.
A million thoughts ran through his mind as he stared down at the book. "M-m-me?" He choked out, a strangled sort of sound. D liked children, he really did, but he'd never thought he'd have to play the role of Daddy.
Not like this. "Are you - are you sure that's not a mistake? I mean - I work a nine-to-five job! I - uh - I'm gonna have to find a sitter, and - oh wow. . . " The words dropped from his lips as he looked at the little book, and then over at the wand besides Ianna.
Was this truly what fate had in store for him? Was this . . . wand . . .really going to turn into something great? Something that the book and the woman seemed to expect. Was he even ready for fatherhood? Was this some cruel trick? Some tom-foolery? Were his friends setting him up?
A father.
HIM!?
D looked up at the woman, searching her face, trying to judge whether or not this really was a hoax. And yet, how could it be? The book seemed innocent enough, and it had his name in it and everything! If this was an elaborate hoax, well, he might as well go along with it. Besides, in this day and age, there was a good chance that this was in no means a trick. This was real.
And if that was the case, then this little wand was destined for him.
"This is for real, isn't it?" He quietly asked, the shock draining from his face, only to be replaced by slight confusion. A father? Him?
What on Gaia were the Fates thinking?
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 10:49 am
The silver haired woman seemed quite amused by the man's reaction, her head resting gently on the sleeping Sidhe's head. Watching his face go several shades lighter ( in her opinion), his eyes widen, and the sincere confusion on his face, was enough to make the slightly-insane woman's day.
"No, it's not a joke. I'm being completely serious when I tell you that you're going to be a father. Nine to five? Not anymore. You have a 12am to 12 am job now. Yes, of course you'll work to support, but you'll be on call twenty four hours a day. No worries, though! The wand won't be a baby for quite some time, it'll give you time to get used to it all."
At least, she hoped it did. The pink-haired man looked positively blown away by the news. Normal, she supposed, seeing the way it was being presented and whatnot. But it was so AMUSING.
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Ianna Umbridge Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 1:10 am
D stared at the woman, as if she spoke some sort of foreign language. This strange lady, tucked away in such a strange shop, was serious. This wasn't a joke, a game - she meant what she said and what she'd said was that this wand was going to become a baby!
HIS baby!
A child.
Father. Daddy. The thoughts whipped and whirled with a torrent of unidentified emotion. A father? A baby? Yeah, work for support but - a single parent?!
The pink haired ex-raver didn't know a damn thing about fatherhood. He could hardly hold down a long-term relationship, much less being placed with responsibility as a father. Still, what was he going to do? Shake his head, deny this lady, and run away?
Yeah, sure, like that was going to go over well. He feared what the woman and the weird, possessed book would do to him if that were the case. Funny how life played such cruel tricks on a person. Here, he'd come in to find a gift for his business partner, and instead would be walking out with a wolf-wand and knowledge of paternity.
Great.
"Can I - Can I see this . . uh . . wand?" His voice was suddenly dry, his tongue like cotton. Was this excitement or fear, anxiety or joy? Why were his emotions tangling like an expired arachnids web?
D decided not to dwell on his feelings, not right now. He was still far too stunned.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:09 pm
Ianna simply smirked at the man and pulled the wand from behind the desk, the long wooden length covered in a silver relief and atop of it what appeared to be werewolf fur and a beautiful silvery crystal ball. Hanging from it was a wolf tooth on a piece of twine.
"Here it is, your child. Whether it be a male or female, I can't answer. However, it's yours. For better or for worse, richer or poorer or...Wait, no that's marriage...Uh...What do you say to a father child joining?" A brow raised and she laughed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 10:22 am
((Sorry this took so long to reply to, darling!))
D stared at the woman, his eyes looking over at the wand she held. It was beautiful, that much he could tell. There was something wild about it, despite its natural look. Simple, elegant in a way, but the natural browns which made up the base of the wand reminded him of trees, of forests.
Well, if this child was going to be a wolf, it only made sense!
The orb placed atop of it seemed reminiscent of luna, of the moon. Again, it was something which would make sense. A werewolf reborn? A werewolf reborn under his guard and protection?
D already felt paternal instinct tug at his heartstrings. As incredible a situation as this was, as awkward a meeting this had begun, there was something right about this day.
"A father-child joining, indeed," he agreed, though his worders were distracted. It wasn't that D wasn't paying attention to Ianna, it was that his attention was solely focused on this wand - this someday-child.
A smile cracked his features, tugging at the corners of his lips as he reached out for the wand. "I promise, I'll - I'll do my best to care for . . it." It. He didn't like calling the wand an it, but if she didn't know what gender it was, D surely didn't know! They'd find out with time, of course.
It would all be right with time.
D was anxious as he studied the beautiful wand. This was now his, his to protect and care for, his to love. Fatherhood? Surely it hadn't been on his agenda, but that was life - c'est la vie. He couldn't deny the joy he was starting to feel, the anxiety laced happiness by being (strangely) chosen for this job.
Father.
It would take sometime to adjust to the word, but be that as it may. There was no getting rid of this wand now, no walking away from the shop and the wolf - not now and not ever.
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