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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 9:49 am
"You like death, Iamel. Now play with Kian."
The Bird eyed his new brother with wariness in his eyes. While Kian was just a baby, he had teeth like Akilah and his bites were more vicious then the hyper meerkats. Iamel did not ENJOY pain...
This, he would later learn, was a flaw. For now, though, he simply stared at the glowering black ball of Alien-baby and folded his arms across his chest. Kian seemed to ignore him, wriggling his fingers in front of his face as if he were high. It would've seemed like the other was being blocked out fully... if not for that one middle eye sliiiiiding up to stare straight at Iamel.
He squeaked, hopping away slightly. "Ugh. Shiniee, please. He's gonna bite me!"
"No he won't. He's a cuddly little thing!" Patricks voice was nearly oozing sweetness, scooping the boy up before they started on their trek to the park. "..well, maybe he's not a cuddly little thing." Kian had curled up in a tight ball against Patricks chest, tail twisting around him protectively, "But he's killed loads of people, stuck in a new body on a new planet and you blow things up. You have a lot in common."
"Isn't catbitch supposed to be coming?"
"Mordread will be coming to the park with us, yes. Start using his goddamn name!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 9:55 am
And, indeed, Mordread would be coming along. Penelope, thankfully, had stayed behind to do god knew what. Though Mordread didn't exactly trust her, at this point in time, he didn't want to drag her along. Iamel and Kian were suicide enough.
And Dax was sitting contentedly in his hair, "Mmph, sorry I'm late!" he called as he came up behind his lover and their sons, Dax complaining loudly at the bumpiness of the ride.
No respect, Iamel, I say. No respect at all for the passengers on his crazy bus.
It was nothing but a bunch of bird twitters, but Mordread cast an annoyed look up at Dax. He could guess what he was complaining about, "Shut your piehole, bird boy." he muttered.
Dax sniffed. The indignity! The outrage! The...Well, he was being a little annoying. A final twitter (he had to get the last word) and he shut up, nails digging into Mordread's skull.
Which caused the cat boy to yowl.
Ah, revenge was sweet.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 9:56 am
"STING !" Andraste shouted out for the sixth or seventh time as Otieno was about to hit a bee with his wooden shoes. Finally he had found a way to make good use of them.
Nila just watched the brother from her own spot on the warm blanket at the park and seemed to express a lot of disgust even though she was just a baby.
"And get off that strange pet !" The mother muttered under her breath. Since he had received the Beom for Easter, he had developed a strange habit to carry it around on his head.
Right now it looked pretty much like a blue stone mask. It was a wonder that the pet was so patient and that the bee hadn't killed him yet.
"BOM!" Otieno cried out and laughed.
Where had the otter gone to ? Andraste's head started to hurt.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:01 am
Iamel, to stop the bitching of both his fathers lover and Dax, stopped Mordread from walking by stepping in front of him. The facuet of death sighed, leaning up and plucking Dax from Mordreads skull, setting teh kingfisher on his own head - like a fluffity, feathery crown.
"There. Good? It better be." That was cast up towards Dax as they continued to walk on. Patrick was the first one to recognize any of the trio in the park - it was Andraste! And fishbaby!
"Andraste! Fishkiddlet! Thing with... a giant freaking skull? What the hell?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:10 am
Much better. You're a god send, Iamel, a really large godsend.
It seemed Dax's "English" Personality was showing today. Scary.
Mordread shook his head and reached up, checking to see if the bird drew blood. He did. Growling softly, "I swear if he was a normal bird..." he turned to look at Patrick, "Our kids are going to kill us one of these da--"
Cut off by Patrick's shout to someone he vaguely recognized as the lady with the otter he had met briefly, he shrugged, "Hello there!" he called, wondering if the woman recognized him or not.
His tail flicked quietly, "Gah, got any asprin?"
His mind was all over the place today.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:16 am
Andraste stopped yelling and her head turned around as fast as a hot knife goes through butter to face the person who had addressed her.
"Patrick !" She smiled and waved at the pair. She had just met the other one briefly, but she definitely knew the father of little Akilah. "There's the knocked up guy !" The woman grinned friendly and motioned them to come over. Jacosa was still up and about.
Nila perked up as she heard fishbaby said by the man she already knew. Her eyes tried to make out the source, while Otieno lurked silently. Who were that people? Friends ? Foes ?
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:20 am
"Gah.." Patrick would've blushed if he had a little less melenin. His face simply heated up, one hand holding Kien while the other tugged down his shirt self-conciously. "Yeah. The knocked up guy. THANKS, fishbaby momma."
He grinned and put Kian down carefully once they were closer to the others. "Who's the new kiddlet? With clogs, no less! How's the fishbaby? How're you? Where's Cosa?"
Iamel just blinked.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:30 am
Mordread couldn't help but grin at the "Knocked Up" comment, shaking his head and moving over to a park bench that wasn't too far away. When he sat down, he yawned and looked over at his lover, their children, and his lover's friend.
Nice bunch. Except for Dax. He would be the death of him.
Cats were not meant to have birds. No, they weren't.
And...That's the reason I never leave my room Dax twittered, eyeing Patrick.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:35 am
Andraste wondered why Mordread didn't want to join them, but she knew that it was good to take a time-out once in a while. Instead she turned to Patrick and grinned.
She was just about to say something as Nila crawled towards the man and looked up as if she wanted to tell him something.
"Oh no, you have conjured a spell on the fishbaby." Andraste grinned and pointed at Otieno, who was slowly sliding his pet off his face to reveal a bit of his eyes to stare at Iamel. "You !" He snarled.
"That's Otieno. He's a criminal. Well, he was...I guess. The thing on his head is his new pet. Cosa had wandered off to play tennis, I guess. His new sport, you know ?"
Pointing at Kien she grinned. "And who's that ?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 10:48 am
"Gods grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and enough sanity to get me through this day" Nyx prayed as she watched Jera race across the park. The centaur child was clutching a red and black frog plushier and cackling with glee. The green and yellow winged boy chasing after her was not having half as much fun if facial expression said anything .When Nyx had agreed to baby sit for talon in return for the acquisition of some paintings she had envisioned a nice peaceful day of indoor games and movie watching not chasing after two stubborn and overly active children. Though he only had two legs Riycan was gaining on Jera and he had every intention of catching her and doing something.. bad to her for kidnapping Mork. Spotting a semi familiar face in the distance he waved " hey you there I forgot you name, stop that girl she kidnapped my frog."
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 11:52 am
Iamel just glared back at the little crimminal, face set into an expression of 'I-am-better-then-you' arrogence. "What about me?" he shot back at the toddler, earning himself a thwack across the head from his father.
The bird winced, ducking and still glaring at the little crimminal. Kian, however, was fascinated by Otieno. 'Crimminal', the woman had said.. people had used that same word to talk about him and that girl with the piggie-tails.
Did that mean this crimminal was a crimminal like him? Sent here? Like him? Another one??
So one chubby finger, red-tipped at the nails, pointed directly at the other crimminal. Kian was silent, all three eyes on the little blue thing. Curious.
Iamels attention was dragged away by Riycan, head qiurking to the side. "...Mork? The plushie thing? ....uh. How do I stop her? I can't run that fast."
Patrick smiled, giving his lover a soft pet before ducking down, picking Nila up and tickling at her gently. "Here there, fishbaby! How've you been? Have you been being a good girl for mommy and otter-boy?" He glanced up at Andraste, still grinning, "Tennis, huh? Akilah's been getting into soccer.. He bites the ball less, anyway, and kicks it around."
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 1:05 pm
Otieno narrowed his eyes. Kids were so unfriendly. Well, the normal ones. All the other ones who were a bit more like him had seemed to be alright.
"St'pid." The toddler concluded with a grin and slowly managed to make his turtle-like pet sit down on his lap. If the other one got naughty, he'd very much let Bom bite him.
Otieno's attention was dragged away by a horse that ran by though. Or was it a human ? Anyway it had stolen something ! That was funny. With a grin the blue toddler grabbed one of his shoes and threw it in front of Rycan's feet.
Andraste was too busy with talking to Patrick to notice what was going on. "Soccer ? Well, I guess we've got two sporty kids. They just have to get along great. Nila seems to have fallen for you though."
Indeed Nila was giggling adorably and grabbed Patrick's finger, inspecting it with caution. She didn't seem to be afraid as she had been before.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 1:17 pm
Paying more attention to Jera than anythign else Riycan tripped over the shoe and skidded across the grass.Looking up he glared in the direction the shoe had come from " That's it you're next you little whatever the hell you are, all you blue creatures have to go" he growled more in anger cuased by embarrasment than true rage.
Jera paused no longer needing to run since her persuer was downed. Amused by her unexpected accomplices action she trotted over to him and offerd the pilfered plushie as a token of appreciation.
" Uh guys carefull she kicks" Nyx warned and started walking towards the group. Hopefully Jera would have the good sense not to try and injure any of the other young children that were gathered in the park.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 1:49 pm
Patrick was distracted by Nila, cooing at her and wriggling the finger gently. "You're just bloody adorable! i wanna steal your kid, Andraste. Who knew fishbabies were so cute?" He grinned, leaning down to blow a raspberry above her belly button. "Maybe when you're all grown up, we can talk, Nila. But right now, the kitty boy has my heart. Sorry."
"Stupid," Iamel stuck out his tongue stubbornly to the crimminal, yelping when Jera came closer. He stumbled back, almost tripping over Kian. The dark boy wriggled onto his knees, crawling himself towards Jera and Otieno.
He was still staring, third eye on Otieno (he was classified as 'less dangerous') and the other two eyes on the larger, more dangerous horse girl. His hand moved to shape itself into a cup, pushing towards the others. Gimme gimme!
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 1:55 pm
Nila giggled and kicked her small legs in joy. She didn't understand what he was saying, but he said her name. Her different names.
Andraste grinned. "Well, well, there she goes, first love."
Otieno grinned and petted his turtle as Jera came closer. He wasn't scared of her as the other ones seemed to be. She even offered him something. His claws accepted it with a nod. Thanks was something he hadn't learned yet. At least something he hadn't intended to learn.
Andraste turned to Nyx as she heard the warning. "Oh don't worry, he's all claws and bites."
Otieno hissed at her and then shoved his pet slowly towards Jera. "Bom." He simply stated. His companion should get to know the other one. Perhaps they could plot something. He hissed at the one who had tripped and grinned.
There were more though. He shoved the teddy towards Kian. He had enough plushies ripped at home, this other one was allowed to have it. The dark skin colour scared him though. It reminded him of the night.
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