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He'd left a note up on the bulletin board some time ago offering his services to look after some kids for their parents, to give the parents some time off. Not to mention that he rather liked taking care of kids, hoped to have some of them of his own when he was older though he knew that was time off. For now he was happy with taking care of his younger sister as well as the younger kids around D-Corp that needed him. It seemed that the note had gotten him another pair to look after for and a pair of them that were coming here to meet him in front of the building. Currently the owl boy was standing outside, unaffected by the cold in the air as he was quite at home in it, so was the massive blue creature that was sitting next to him.

Looking up at his dragon he gave a smile, "They should be here soon, I'm excited since its been a while since we have done this for anyone but Maria." He said to his partner in the dragon's language, leaning against his cool, glassy scales. Maria was growing up well aside from her occasionally colorful language, but that was all on Ter... not the best influence on a small child he thought to himself. His wings gave a flutter as he lifted up on his tip toes in an attempt to make himself a little taller, as though it would help him to see the ones he was tending to a little sooner.

Vorel looked down at Geia for a moment then chuckled a bit to himself, if only Keir could see him now... the Black would have an aneurysm, "I'm sure it will be fun." He agreed, tail swishing. He always had fun with the kids that Geia watched after though he had to admit that he preferred the ones that weren't afraid of him. The ones that were made him uncomfortable since he wasn't anything like say Keir or Baroness, had no real desire to scare people or threaten to eat them. He supposed that he would know what they thought of him the moment they arrived, first impressions and all that.

Within a surprisingly small amount of time from the woman's arrival with her tiger, a man who was strikingly average--aside from a clearly false-color mop of blue hair on his head--also arrived. Gripping onto his head were a pair of thoroughly bundled little arms, holding up a colorful little boy who was as well-clothed as he could be for the cold. A jacket and a knit cap kept his upper body warm, while his long snake tail was less-well covered, it did wrap around the man's waist, where he held onto the tail to keep the little one from falling..

"Here we are, Troy," the man said. "Now be good while I'm gone, and don't be afraid..."

"I'm nowt afraid," the little one replied in a timid voice that hinted at indignation. "Just...cold." He resisted as the man pulled him off, but eventually gave in and accepted that he had to let go.

Once he was on the ground, he looked around, and seemed to notice the large dragon for the first time. His eyes got much bigger, and he stared with a look of intense interest, with a bit of reservation, but not outright fear.


"Right, then," the man said with an official tone. "Thank you for looking after him. I shouldn't take too long with this...but it could still be a while."

The woman, a miss Natali Marou, smiled softly as she looked over the teen, realizing that it would be best if you newly adopted son was watched by a child who had already gone through the growth process Ussuri would soon face. Maybe the child would even relax a bit around the adult, and she would be able to make this a regular occurring when she needed to make farther trips across Gaia.

"I really do appreciate your quick response, Ligeia...I am still trying to work out the move with my clients for work..." She still had cleaning appointments at houses in Durem, but Natali hoped that soon enough she would be able to clean locally and assist her son in his growth, "As for needing to be aware...in Ussuri's daysack is a medical card in reguard to some allergic reactions he may have if he were ever sent to the hospital...I guess it is a precaution to his breed, since tests haven't quite been made yet...but just to be safe, it is in the front pocket..."

Ussuri's eyes were still on the large creature, clearly uncertain as to what to make of the dragon, but slowly getting used to it's large presence. As the dragon didn't seem to be making any angry glares or snarls, the toddler lifted his chin up and fully let go of his mother's hand, curiosity taking over his light green eyes. He glanced around at the rest of the building, remembering it well, before he realized there was a boy sitting near him. Now, instead of concentrating on the dragon and the babysitter, his gaze fell on Troy with intense interest.

"...Why ar'ew cold?" He finally asked in a huff, not understanding why the other toddler was so bundled up, whereas he was quite warm with all of his fluffy cub fur still covering his body. In fact, it seemed to huff with him as he looked at the other with a confused stare, not hostile, just wide-eyed and curious.

"Not all of us have fluffy hair covering our body, 'Suri..." Natali responded swiftly, bending to her knees to brush back the boy's fluffly black hair, "You be good for Mr. Ligeia, he'll be watching you while I go to work...listen to everything he says and don't make a mess, and maybe we can go out for fish sticks tonight..."

The boy's eyes lit up as he turned his head to look at his mother, and he quickly nodded while his tail waved back and forth, the prospect for fish sticks quite appealing to his young mind.

Ligeia listened closely to what the two parents were saying, one child had a medical card in his bag and the other didn't seem to display any allergies, just his aversion to cold, "I understand that well, I have a younger brother that is a cobra and he has the same dislike of cold." He explained to Troy's father before his attention turned to the two boys before he gave a smile, "We will be heading up to one of the terrain rooms where the two of you can play." He said to them, before motioning to Vorel who rose up on is feet to walk over toward him, tail swishing, "Do either of you want a ride? Vorel is a big fan of carrying people around."

Lifting a hand up to pat him on the side the owl seemed to be quite pleased with the idea of carrying the pair of them if they were interested in such a thing. He often carried around Ligeia's little sister and anyone else that wanted a ride on his back, for a dragon Vorel was rather laid back and friendly, "I don't mine at all, they should climb up." He told his owl before he gave the little tiger and snake a smile, lowering himself down closer to the ground, motioning to his back with his head, offering them is back.

Geia gave a smile, "He says he doesn't mind at all and that you can climb up." He translated for the group, wings giving a little flutter.

It took Troy a couple of seconds of staring at the dragon's wings before he realized Geia had said something to him. Once he realized that, he blinked and turned his attention back to the babysitter. Troy had no real understanding of genders and gender roles, but all the same, he still assigned pronouns in his mind based on looks, and had immediately labeled Geia "she." I wonder if she rides the dragon...looks like she can fly, too, he thought idly before remembering why he was looking at the 'girl' instead of the dragon.

"Climb up?" he asked quietly, his voice sounding very unsure even as the fuzzy one climbed up. "It looks so cold..." Why does everything have to be so cold? he wondered. Nobody else ever seems as bothered...maybe they think it too but don't wanna say it? He made a little pouty face that was really more about what he was thinking than the idea of riding the dragon...not that anybody else could tell that.

Hesitantly, he reached a (gloved) hand out and touched one of the dragon's forepaws and rubbed a finger on a clawed digit. He did this for a couple seconds before realizing he couldn't tell if it was cold or not, so pulled off the glove and repeated the gesture.