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This is a private RP between Thaliawen [Devlin Veri & Elijah] and Orpheus Solon [Marcus & Iole].
Location: Insert Babystore Name Here

Marcus felt as though he had just been to place yesterday... which was actually the truth, he had been here yesterday... but then Iole arrived sooner then he'd hoped for and he found himself rather uncertain about where he stood where supplies were concerned. Not to mention that he needed a lot more clothing for the little monster in his arms or else he'd be stuck doing laundry daily.

"This really is Hell." He told Iole, giving him a bit of a smile. He was pretty sure he shouldn't be cursing around the kid or else he might pick up his colorful language but he couldn't quite say that he cared to terribly much. If his kid went around cursing and teaching said words to other kids he would... well he would laugh, "Alright, we are going to try to get through his rainbow colored torture chamber and you better appreciate everything I buy for you brat."

Iole gazed up at him with that same stare that he always used, that same happy smile, and he got the feeling he could say anything to him at all and he would likely be happy. It was like talking to a dog... so long as you used a happy tone they were happy.Marcus lifted the kid up to drape him over his shoulder as he reached out to pick something up, looking the color over, then the price, lifting an eyebrow, "How... how does a shirt for you cost the same a shirt or me?" He asked of Iole, as though the kid would know.

The answer he got was a bubbling, happy sound before his tail wrapped around Marcus's neck and his hands held onto the back of the man's shirt, before he set to happily kicking his feet, and twitching his ears. He didn't know what Marcus was up to since he was looking in the opposite direction, but he was still happy regardless, babbling to himself.

Instantly Marcus was unimpressed with the man standing in front of him that seemed to be quoting books at him. He starred at him for a moment, then snorted, "This one is mine raise and mentally scar if I so wish it." He said, patting his kid on the back before he gave a bit of a smirk hearing not his kid but the other one trying to mimic his earlier cursing, "Heh, it seems yours is the more impressionable of the pair."

He shifted the boy from his shoulder and into one arm so that he could see the other kid, "And kid, it has an 'H' in it, Hell, not Ell." He told Elijah in a helpful manner before he grinned, feeling quite happy with himself, "Now... are we going to be able to be civil now, Sir?" He asked of Devlin, starring at him in a curious manner. The last thing that he really wanted was to start a war in the middle of a baby goods store as it would likely get him banned from the place which meant finding a new shop to pick things up for that Iole would find himself in need of.

Iole looked up at his father for a moment, grinned, then looked back to Elijah, waving his hands at him, reaching out toward the other boy but couldn't quite reach... which had his tail lashing behind him rapidly, "Ahh... Ahh..." He murmured, reaching out as far as possible... but still no luck, his arms just seemed to short.

Marcus couldn't help it, laughing as the other boy seemed to catch on quite quickly... pretty impressive really. He gave a chuckle as he shifted Iole's slight weight in his arms, "Good job, kid." He praised Elijah in a none to helpful manner before his attention went to the one that was speaking to him, "Devilin is it?" And the kid's name was Elijah he learned from the man's words. He gave a smile and a nod of his head, "My name is Marcus and this is Iole."

He found it funny that the guy was saying it was good to meet him when he knew that it wasn't most likely. He wasn't terribly good with people, especially those that greeted him by scolding him and telling him he was doing something wrong, even if it was true it wasn't something Marcus much liked. As such he'd sort of... retaliated instinctively. He needed to try to fix that reaction he thought to himself before giving his best smile, "Its nice to meet you as well." He said in the kindest voice he could muster before looking down at the two that were reaching out for each other and he leaned in closer to allow Iole to get closer to the other baby.

That seat Elijah was in, it looked like something he could use he thought to himself, giving a slow nod as he added it to the list of things he needed to buy today along with a growing list of other items.

Once closer Iole reached out with his tail to poke at the other boy, finding it nice that the two of them seemed quite similar. Their coloration was different, their tails were ended in a different manner, but aside from that they were quite similar, weren't they? Cool! The boy clapped his hands before reaching out to Elijah again, "Ahh!" This was fun! Even if he wasn't close enough to touch him aside from with his tail it was still fun!

This one seemed to be rather... chatty, wasn't he? He listened to what he was saying before his body tensed up a bit at the mention of the blond that he'd met some time ago. Yeah, he recalled that man, one that just rubbed him the wrong way instantly and made him want to deal with him in a way that only Marcus would know how. Instead of saying as he much he merely gave a nod of his head, "I am aware of the blond, yes." He said, not a fan of that guy from the first and found his methods a touch odd.

He blinked a couple times, "Help?" He asked, wondering what the man meant, then it was made clear when he spoke of his own son. Ahh, so he was offering help in showing for what it was that was needed to raise a child. He supposed that taking the man up on his offer wasn't a bad thing. He could take him up on his offer, it would help him get done with shopping sooner, then he and Iole could get home that much quicker. He'd rather be home then here that was for certain, "Alright, help would be appreciated."

It would give Iole more time to interact with his little friend which would also be good for him. Since the pair didn't get out much it left Iole unable to play with those his own age often which was a shame. While he wasn't social he did want his son to have some friends. Even now he was reaching and grasping at the other child, wanting to play with him.