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 Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 4:46 pm
Little kids were hard enough to handle, but when they had detachable heads? That made it double the difficulty. Darcy had half a mind to duct tape the boy's head to his shoulders. Seriously, she still couldn't see how he could manage with it detached in the first place. And if she had to go chasing after it one more time, she swore she'd head back home to get the tape or glue or something. She so felt bad for the kid's future guardian; she wished them the best of luck.
Aaron stood right outside the cave, trying not to laugh at his sister. Usually, he was the one who held onto the kids and kept track of them when waiting for their new parents. But, Darcy had made a comment on how easy it was. So, she was getting to see first hand how "easy" it was. The boy snickered, leaning back against the moss-covered rock face of the cliffs.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 5:54 am
It was one of those weirder moments in Onuris' life. He was getting done with a performance and suddenly he had gotten a slip of paper from some person he couldn't correctly recall at the moment. The paper held directions to some place he couldn't quite imagine being in or at least going to. Curiosity got the best of him in the end because he soon found himself following the directions on the paper and found himself at the place the paper had prescribed. He raised an eyebrow and quietly tucked the paper away as he wandered along further into unfamiliar - to him - territory.
"Hey?" He called out toward anyone that might be listening. The tall red haired man waited for attention to be directed toward him so he could get to the bottom of this.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 8:56 pm
Aaron blinked, looking up and stepping away from the cliff-face as the lucky guardian-to-be approached. "Welcome."he greeted formally, offering a warm smile. "If you'll please step inside, we'll explain why we called you out here. I'm sure you probably have questions." Well, he knew he'd have a tone of questions if someone called him out at this late hour, anyways. He could only assume the man would be be the same.
Darcy looked up, nearly sighing in relief. It was about bloody time the parent got here. She stood to her feet, still holding both the boy and his head carefully; didn't want to drop it again, after all.
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