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 Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 11:58 am
"Hon, please shush. People are gonna think I beat you."
As if out of pure spite, Katya's despondent shrieking only grew louder. Darry winced. Her wings had beaten against her shoulders so hard they were blossomed with bruises, and he'd since learned better than try to comfort her during one of her infantile shitfits. So, Darry was walking along down the sidewalk towards the park, hoping he'd meet Roman or maybe, and he felt a little guilty thinking it, the State Adoption Service Secret Agents who would take Katya away into a home where there were...y'know, responsible people.
"How was I supposed to know you didn't like pizza, Katty," he said to the baby at random. "It's all I eat."
Katya shrieked in response.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:02 pm
Barry had no intentions of getting rid of his child, but he had brought zher to the park anyway. Quinn had gotten no real social interaction in living in the middle of nowhere, so the family had made a little trip to the nearest playground. It hadn't hit Barry at the time they left that Quinn was too small for most things. Because of this, he sat on a bench behind the little-kids swing set, pushing the silent child and her little doll slightly. Kas was in the currently empty sand box, digging furiously for treasures and other such things. So far, he had uncovered a gold coin and a button. This was not satisfactory.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:12 pm
"D'you want to go to the playground? Kids like that, right?"
Katya made an angry burbling sound and beat her wings, worsening her bruises and giving Darry new ones.
"Agh! Okay, okay. Alright. Playground," Darry said, his usually calm tone cracking under the pressure. He hurried into the midst of the playground and looked around. Plenty of metal death traps, but nothing really suitable for a child who couldn't even hold her head up on her own.
"...alright, we'll just...go on the bench. Yeah?"
"WROAAAAAA!"
"Jeez..."
Wishing he'd thought of a pacifier - or duct tape - Darry sat on the edge of a bench and held Katya carefully, in case she flailed so hard she ran the risk of breaking bones.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:15 pm
Barry looked to this new man a moment, ears folding back, and smiled. Ah, another man who felt the pan of a hideously loud child.
"Good afternoon."
Kas, however, saw this stranger as a possible problem. His treasures sat in his mouth and he spit them into Barry's lap before plopping down and glaring angrily at the man.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:19 pm
Darry, whose ears felt close to bleeding, interpreted the new guy's greeting mostly through lip-reading.
"Hey," he said, taking care to cover Katya's head with the blanket she was wrapped in. The sound was muffled, a little, but not by much. He noticed the freaky-looking dogthing, and tilted his head slightly to one side. Huh. So dogs came with horns now? Cool.
"I think your dog wants to rip my throat out," he added. "S'okay. Animals don't like me. I think it's the hair."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:32 pm
"Ah..." Barry reasoned, "He really doesn't seem to like much of anyone." Hm. This man hadn't stared yet That was a step forward!
"Th'name's Barry," he nodded, accent marring even his name to sound a bit bizarre.
"Buh," Quinn said, turning zher wobbly head to look at the new people.
Kas just sat there, head tilting to one side. Was that a good noise or a bad noise?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:35 pm
Darry grinned and shook Barry's hand.
"I'm Darry, but please call me Darrel since rhyming names is just plain silly when you think about it," he said glibly. Katya gave a monumental shriek in his lap as the blanket was shifted off her face.
"And this is Katya Josie. Say hello, Katty."
"Rrrrrrngh."
"Katty doesn't have people skills yet."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:45 pm
"Alright, Darrel," Barry smiled, his ears returning upright. Quinn gave a sudden yelp and reached for him, so he obligingly took her from the swing and began to wrap her in her...blanket...
He held the yellow thing up, looking between it and Katya's blanket. Oh my...
Kas, sensing something was up, walked over and shoved his nose into the new baby's blanket. Hm...certainly didn't smell the same.
"Baby?"
Barry nodded.
"Ah...would you mind if I asked where you...acquired Katya?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:51 pm
Katya gave a furious squall at Kas's invasion of her privacy, and beat her wings ferociously to fend the creature off. How dare he!
"Katty, leave him alone," Darry scolded, moving Katya away so Kas wouldn't get the snot beaten out of him by those accursed wings. "Acquired? I didn' buy her offa the street, if that's what you mean. Some a*****e left her in a flower box. Couldn't just leave her there, she would've died."
Katya, for all Darry's obvious concern for her wellbeing, did not seem in the least bit grateful, and proved her point by grabbing hold of an errant dreadlock and pulling. Hard.
"Ghhhnk."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 12:58 pm
A slow smile spread over Barry's face.
"That's...quite the same as how I got Quinny," he nodded, displaying the blanket. Kas gave a derisive snort and jumped up between the men in a protective stance.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:01 pm
Slowly prying the dreadlock out of Katya's hand, Darry made a displeased noise.
"So...some sick freak is leaving kids out alone in some kinda Easter egg hunt?" he said, slow anger building in his voice. "That's sick. I oughta - ow, Katty, I need that to see - I ougta find 'im and punch his teeth down his throat."
Did that mean he'd have to give Katya back? Had she been stolen from some sort of...angry gray winged mother who was looking for her?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:04 pm
"Well...I got a letter..." Barry said, shifting through his bag. He'd started carrying it around with him where ever he went, lest he be possessed with the notion of finding this Chaco person.
"Gluh," Quinn said suddenly. Kas flinched slightly. Damnable babies.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:08 pm
A letter? Huh. All Darry had gotten was puked on about an hour or so after he'd found Katty.
"Huh. Guess they didn't want a return address with this 'un," he said, shifting Katya in his arms. She'd gone mysteriously quiet, glaring daggers in the direction that the 'gluh' had come from. What had that noise been?
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:12 pm
Kas turned, staring at the grey baby. He didn't like this one. Not at all.
"Well...here," Barry said, offering the note over, "I mean, it must be the same person."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:25 pm
"Hmn," Darry said after reading the letter through twice. "Well, at least he's cordial about it. I s'pose I don't have an excuse to hit him now."
Katya glared at Kas fiercely, her moon-round face scrunching up like a bad prune. Had that thing made the 'gluh'? Probably. It was ugly enough.
"Krshhht!" Katya said, spraying spit. What was the Ugly looking at, anyway?! Did it have a problem with her or something? "GNAAAGH!"
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