Nexus. Aoife's Brownstone. Morning Happenings
Aoife: *up and around again, her sleeping bag now adorning Deidre's sleeping mat up in the tower. Is currently fiddling with something on the kitchen table*
Deidre: *passed out in a fruit box that is way too small for her*
Violet: *playing with a building toy under the table* *has a pair of knitted silk panties on her head for a hat*
Legacy: *pauses in the doorway, was going to make something nice for breakfast for the residents of the brownstone* *small smile*
Lola: *hop hop hop over to see Violet!*
Aoife: *looks over at the door and grins* How'd you sleep?
Legacy: Alright... *moves to see what Aoife's working on*
Aoife: *has a large, square flowerpot of pretty painted and glazed pottery. Is planting a big seed that looks something like an egg in it* You want another sister?
Legacy: *headtilt* What kind of seed is that?
Aoife: It's a nagi egg. *chuckle*
Legacy: ...Huh....
Lola: *kissies for Violet!*
Violet: *kissies for Lola!*
Aoife: Nagi are plant people. When the baby's first born she'll just look like a little green succulent.
Legacy: *soft chuckle* And when she's older?
Aoife: It'll look like she blooms a flower, and in the heart of the flower will be a tiny humanoid form from the waist up. That body will grow, till it's nearly big enough to fit the rest of her, and then she'll pull herself out and start exploring.
Legacy: Aww....
Aoife: It'll take about a year for her to get big enough to know she's somebody, and another or so before she uproots.
Legacy: And then she'll be exploring?
Aoife: Yup! *grins as she pats the rich earth around the green ovoid*
Legacy: *moving to see if there's information on what the little being will need to stay healthy*
Aoife: *glances at her, and then concentrates. On the table a little bookchip sparkles into existence*
Legacy: *soft chuckle as she reaches to poke at the bookchip. It's only been since she's been in the Nexus that she's gotten familiar with this type of reading material, having been used to paper books*
Deidre: *stretches in her sleep and destroys her box just as the bookchip expands into a neat little pamphlet*
box: *crack*
Legacy: *looks over to Deidre* .... *snerk* Oops....
Aoife: *blinking, and then looks at the giant kitten. Facepalm* I knew bookchips didn't have sound effects.
Legacy: *chuckles and moves to read the pamphlet*
Aoife: *goes to the big old fashioned sink to wash the earth off her hands* John made you the cinnamon buns you wanted.
Legacy: Aww, that was nice of him..... *small smile*
Aoife: *quiet chuckle* You're his friend. And he still thinks you saved his life that night he set the bread machine on fire.
Legacy: *very soft snerk* Well... I couldn't just let the darn thing burn....
Aoife: *laugh* No. *reaches over and opens the large toaster oven to show the fresh rolls, which are even iced*
Legacy: *laughs at that. She knows the resident brownie's opinion of icing on cinnabuns*
Aoife: *grins and gently sets the flower pot on the table by the window with the other plants that live in the kitchen* So, what should we do now?
Violet: *takes a teedlestep while holding onto Lola. ...Then lets go of Lola and takes another on her own* :D
Aoife: *stops short without even looking at the babies, but Legacy will feel her pride and joy in that little teedlestep*
Legacy: *soft, muffled chuckle, has a bite of cinnabun in her mouth*
Lola: *purrrr, happy ear perk as she watches Violet*
Aoife: *turns with a grin, and then pauses and looks up as Scattor's human form peeks into the kitchen* And what do you want? *sisterly exasperation*
Scattor: *looks at her innocently, and then does a finger wave at Legacy*
Legacy: *small wave for Scattor, is moving to see if she can interest Violet and Lola in noms*
Lola: *oooh, is time to play?* *hop hop hop out of Mama's reach, will hop over to Scattor!*
Scattor: *down on his knees to gently take the baby purrpony's head in his hands and smile at her. Sending of soft, deep affection*
Lola: *purrrrrrrr, nuzzle, headbutt!*
Violet: *watches for a moment, wavering on her little fur booted feet, then toddles over as fast as she can go and leans against Unca's arm. Need attention too!*
Aoife: *grins at all the cute*
Legacy: *soft chuckle. Isn't upset at being ignored in favor of Scattor snuggles.... And didn't just get a picture with the cameraphone Denpup gave her. You can't prove it!*
Scattor: *softly in his deep deep voice to Lola* Granting wish.
Lola: *ears flick curiously* *wants to seeeee!*
Scattor: *shows her mental pictures of the dolls that he has in the box on the floor beside him and in his pockets* -Good?-
Lola: *nuzzle, whicker, purrrr* *thinks Mama and Aunty Damsun will like dollies*
Scattor: *smiles, and then pulls from his pocket a new knotty dolly*
Violet: *perks right up and squeals. That looks like her dolly that got lost! Kinda. Close enough! Hand it over!*
Aoife: Now you've done it, doofus.
Lola: *whicker mew!*
Scattor: *just grins hand hands the dolly over*
Violet: *flops on butt and examines dolly closely*
Scattor: *looks up at Legacy, then scoops up the big box and holds it out to her*
Legacy: *blink blinks as she accepts the offered box* Thank you... *so surprised, will move to sit down so she can open it*
Aoife: *tries to get a hint from brother, but then walks over to watch the box opening instead*
Legacy: *soft, surprised sound as she unwraps the handmade pony doll. The soft fleece, in her favorite color, gets gently squished, and the eyes get carefully inspected to make sure they're secure*
Scattor: Doll for you.
Aoife: *soft chuckle* Who wished for that?
Legacy: *softly* It wasn't me.... *is now cuddling the doll Scattor gave her and looking like the kid she still technically is*
Lola: *curious ear flick* *Aunty asked question...*
Scattor: *rumbles softly and points down at the little foal*
Aoife: *as she gets the image he shares. To Legacy* Awwww. She wanted you and Damsun to be as happy as she is with her ragbunny.
Legacy: *blink blink, soft chuckle* Damsun's still in bed right now....
Aoife: Typical teenager. *snerk*
Legacy: *soft razz for Aoife*
Scattor: *takes from his pocket a tiny little Moondrop baby doll with a brown face and lime green clothes*
Legacy: *chuckle* I think she'll like the little guy....
Aoife: *quietly* It'll be good for her. I've felt her loneliness at night after you turn your blocker on. She likes that little fake birdcage on your windowsill, but she's still getting used to sleeping all by herself.
Legacy: *bites her lower lip a bit, is concerned for her friend*
Aoife: She'll be alright. You couldn't get her to move back to her family's nest now. *quiet chuckle*
Legacy: *quietly* Are you sure?
Aoife: It's part of growing up and getting your own room. *grin*
Legacy: *quiet* Oh....
Aoife: *walks over and gives her a hug*
Legacy: *hugs back, is still gonna be concerned and possibly a bit fussy-mama-sort regarding Damsun for awhile, more than likely...*
Aoife: *chuckles softly* And she'll give you attitude.
Legacy: I'll still worry. *slight grin* It's my job, sorta...
Aoife: *grins as she lets the slender teen go* And she might say the same thing, if wildlings knew what worrying meant. Are you going to bring her the doll? *glances over at the doorway, which now contains two happy babies eating from a bowl of popcorn and no sign of Scattor*
Legacy: *nods* Yeah....
Aoife: Okay, I'll move the rugrats. *goes and gets the little girls and tucks them into their new twin highchair, then gives them back the popcorn, along with some unsweetened applesauce, some slices of cooked turkey sausage, and some little steamed carrots*
Lola: *happy sounds, nom nom nom nummies*
Violet: *one for you and one for me and dip dip it in the sauce... this is why babies eat breakfast in their diapers in this household*
Legacy: *soft chuckle, will move to bring the doll Scattor left for Damsun to the wildling* *pauses, as she always does when returning to her room, and takes in the quiet peace as the early morning sunlight streams in through the pale green linen curtains*
somebody: *trips as they scoot out of sight under her bed* *she'll feel the alarm of a startled Tiny getting out of sight as fast as he can*
Legacy: *slight start in response to that feeling of alarm* *deep breath, will focus on calm and peace*
Damsun: *is calm, warm snug contentment, and peace. And dreams of nomming on a piece of chocolate cake bigger than she is*
Legacy: *will move to approach Damsun's bed and gently tuck the Moondrop doll in with the wildling*
Damsun: *only one tiny brown hand shows in the nest of fluff, but the little hand contracts slightly at the disturbance of the bedding* *sighs soundlessly and cuddles the doll, now even more peaceful and happy in her sun-warmed bed*
Legacy: *small smile, will quietly head back for the kitchen and enjoy a cinnamon bun, then sit at the sun-warmed table across from the plants and do her schoolwork for a few hours before Lumen comes to get her and go to the mall, the fleece pony firmly tucked into the crook of her arm*
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