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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:21 pm
Natalia knew she was very fortunate to have a baby like Fiore, in regards to the fact that he rarely ever cried or screamed. He was well-tempered in the best way.
But damn it all if he was impossible to get to sleep.
"Fio, for goodness sake..." she muttered, hefting the straps of the baby-carrier slung over her shoulders as she looked 'round at him. "Go to sleep. It's late."
Of course, it had been earlier when she'd left her house. She'd walked for so long that late night had sneaked up on her. She cursed whoever had said that walking with a child made them sleepy - what a load of bullshit.
Wide awake and chewing on his hair, Fiore burbled.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:24 pm
Jesse had heard the same myth, as built of bullcrap as it was, and was also attempting it. He did not, however, have any kind of spiffy baby carrier. Instead, Sy was laying in a "sling" (actually on old bit of cargo net) over his shoulder.
"Naaanananananananana..." Silas sang.
The infant was not tired in the least.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:28 pm
Fiore perked up at the sound of singing. What a pretty sound!
"Vuh-vuh-vaaaaaah," he added, looking around for the source.
Natalia's ears drooped wearily, and she kept walking with eyes resting on the ground.
"Fio...noooo. Bad baby. Shush."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:29 pm
Sy attempted to sit up, nearly toppling headfirst toward the pavement.
"NNGH!" Jesse exclaimed and picked the baby up from the sling, holding him as he groped outward toward a large, lumpy shadow.
"NAAAANANANANANANA!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:33 pm
Eyes still cast downward, Natalia walked directly into something very, very solid. She stumbled back and looked up, too tired to even try to pick a fight.
"Hm?"
Fiore gave a delighted shriek. The singing thing! There it was!
"VUH-VAAAAAAH!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:35 pm
Silas giggled and reached out, groping for the other singing baby. Such beautiful music! He must see this master or mistress of song!
"OH! Christ, I'm sorry, miss," Jesse apologized quickly, although it was certainly none of his fault that she had slammed into him, "I didn' mean it."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:49 pm
Nat tried to stifle a yawn.
"My fault," she said uninterestedly. "Sorry."
She made as though to weave past the man but Fiore gave a sudden protesting squall, and yanked hard on one of her ears for effect.
"OW! FIO, THAT HURTS!"
Fiore hadn't meant to hurt his Mummy, but he absolutely did not want to leave. He could see the singing thing!
"Bvuhhhh..."
Tail curling, Natalia looked at the stranger again.
"Want a kid? I hear they make excellent roast," she said, head bent back as she tried to rescue her ear.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:50 pm
"I found my own, thanks," Jesse said almost sadly.
"NAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Mine, however, appears to want yours."
"NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:54 pm
"Knew I shoulda just left him where I found him," Nat said bitterly as she pried her twisted ear loose, setting Fiore onto the ground. "Ow...damn him..."
Fiore sat quietly, head craned back and arms raised,
"Baabaabaaavuh!"
Leaning against the convenient wall of a small coffee shop long since closed, Natalia glanced at her companion in mild interest.
"So."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:36 am
Jesse moved to a moderately more convenient position, allowing his kid to see the other infant and to, as Butch so lovingly put it "shut the little crotchloaf the hell up".
"Naaaaaa..." Silas cooed, reaching for the new boy's pretty hair.
"Name's Jesse," the man nodded after a moment, "You?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 12:45 pm
Fiore gave an excited burble at being noticed, trying to stand and failing dismally. Uncaring about the heavy fall he'd just suffered, he pushed himself up again and reached upward with one hand.
Natalia, who'd winced despite herself as the baby had plowed headfirst into the ground, glanced up at Jesse.
"Natalia," she said. "So, how long've you had yours?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 12:52 pm
Jesse gently placed Silas on the ground, watching in something like fear as the infant wobbled on his behind. Once he was sure the kid wasn't going to smack his head open on the concrete, he turned back to Natalia.
"A couple of days," Jesse shrugged in reply and reached up to itch beneath his eyepatch, "I'm not so sure where he came from."
Sy burbled happily and reached forward, finally able to gently tug at a strand of the boy's lavender hair.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 12:57 pm
"Mm, that makes two of us," Nat said wearily. "My sister found it....found him. In the garden out back where I work..."
She trailed off, swallowing a yawn.
"I suppose it could just be a bad practical joke."
Fiore sat placidly, head tilting in the direction it was tugged. It was a bit uncomfortable but the new kid seemed happy, so he didn't mind at all.
"Vuh," he said, dribbling a little and trying to wipe it away clumsily.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 1:02 pm
"He was left at my...thoretical doorstep," Jesse shrugged and yawned himself. He then mumbled something completely unintelligible (even to himself) and yawned a second time. Kids were hard word, damnit. He wasnt sure he liked it.
Silas released the clump of hair and half-fell forward before wriggling his butt up to meet his top end.
"Nuuuu..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 1:15 pm
"Theoretical?" Nat asked, arching an eyebrow. Well, her front door fell off the hinges all the time. She supposed she couldn't really one-up him. Stretching and cringing at the sound of bones cracking back in place, she yawned again.
Somewhat relieved to have his hair back, Fio stuck the tendril into his mouth and sucked on it meditatively. A flower bud snapped off from the abuse and tumbled to the ground. Fio looked at it, then the new boy, and picked it up.
"V'sen?" he said, proffering the bud. Presents!
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