[Sometime This Week...] Glad I Did That Again...

[51stcentry_jack]

A warm spring morning, with a hint of rain in the air, though for now, the sunlight streams in through the windows of the clinic. A day full of life, a good day for a child to be born

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[prisonwonka]

Here is one of the Fathers arkwardly coming over to see about his possible children. He doesn't bring any presents right now...

Once he knows the kid is his, that child will SWIM in toys.

[51stcentry_jack]

And we have a feeling when the little nipper is older, she'll be especially fond of plushie critters -- the odder-looking the better.

Already, there's a plush pteranodon perched on the head of the bed where Jack reclines, a blue-wrapped bundle lying beside him, his arm curled around it protectively. "Come to meet your might-be daughter? I'm inclined to think she might be yours: she's a little bit of a thing, but you know what they say about good things in small packages."

[prisonwonka]

Warden really doesn't know what to say.

"You could say that... may I hold her?"

[51stcentry_jack]

"Of course you may: she very well may have half her genetics from you, so it only stands to reason," he says, sitting up and lifting the little one, one hand under the top end and the other under the mid-section of the bundle.

And there's a little face peeking out, a pink, crinkled face peering out, a few strands of dark brown hair peeking out from under the weensy pink knit cap covering her head. Her eyes are just opening: clear blue eyes, which someday will turn more grey, to that odd shade as Jack's.

[prisonwonka]

He holds her gently and carefully, as if she's a unfamiliar doll made of a frail substance. Warden looks at her, her eyes, feels her tiny, slight movements...

He feels something...

"I... don't know what to say."

[51stcentry_jack]

"At a loss for words, eh? That's quite a stretch, for you," Jack notes, playfully. Turning serious, he adds, "Felt the same way myself, when I first saw her: here was this... little person, in the surgeon's hands. Partly from me, partly from you or that other guy. But she's her own separate self, too. A whole new life come into space and time as we know it, and with the whole world and a whole lifetime ahead of her."

He can't help wondering if his curse of nigh-immortality has been copied onto her. Will she be tailing him over the ages, or is this another life he'll see aging and fading and ending...?

The little one looks up at the Warden, her gaze steady, maybe a bit fixed, honing in on this stranger. She might crinkle her nose a bit: hm, this one smells different...

[prisonwonka]

He looks down at the little one, looking in her eyes... "Happy Birthday little one, be happy for you have stars in your eyes." Warden begins to wonders if her mind swirls with the act of creation as his does.The positive thing is that finally he has someone to talk to, to relate to. The negative is that it might be too much.

Oh dammit, it's happened already and he doesn't know if the girl is his yet.

Babies are evil like that.

[51stcentry_jack]

"Stars in her eyes like the stars I came from," Jack notes. "And perhaps someday, she'll be out there exploring them, if that's what she chooses. With the skill sets we've got, who knows what gifts she'll have."

And at that moment, Verrity emits a soft coo and smiles up at the Warden.

[prisonwonka]

And when she smiles, he can't help but smile as well.

For a brief moment, he doesn't care if she's his kid or not.

[51stcentry_jack]

"Looks like she got my smile, too: she'll be a heartbreaker, when she's older. Wonder if she'll have your cleverness and flexibility," Jack notes, grinning.

[prisonwonka]

He brings the child closer to him, almost to the point that their faces are touching. Warden then smiles and typist allowing, throws Verrity up in the air, corncerning the 'nurse' nearby. Luckily, he catches her and twirls her around. "I have a sense of fun, I hope she has that!" No girl of The Wardens is going to be boring, he can tell you that.

[51stcentry_jack]

"One of the things that attracted me to you in the first place: that mad sense of whimsy about you," Jack says.

Verrity will let out a yelp once she's tossed into the air, but once she's back in her other father's arms, she'll emit a whimper, looking up at the Warden with a 'what the hell was that? Am I supposed to fly?" look in her blue eyes.

"Careful now, she's still getting the hang of breathing, let alone zero-gravity," Jack puts in, sitting up.

[prisonwonka]

"I know, but I'm just SO HAPPY that she's here!" He honestly wasn't expecting it.

[51stcentry_jack]

"I'm happy yer happy: got a bit concerned you might not be so thrilled, when she arrived," he says. "But I see she worked her charms on you: gets that from me," he adds, with a hint of pride.

[prisonwonka]

Don't worry, he'll realize what terrible thing has just occurred once that new baby feeling has wore off. :|

"Well she is one handsome baby..."

[51stcentry_jack]

And we're still tossing around what kind of skills might be found in the daughter of a fixed point in time and a reality warper...

"And little, too: gets that from you, but you know what they say about good things in small packages," Jack muses. "Knew a cut-purse four feet tall in her boots. Used to hide in nooks no one else could fit into and blitz people from 'em."