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Tosh had spent days preparing for this. Days trying to not think of family at home, rather all that she had here and should be glad for. In the end it had worked, and she and Owen stood smiling at the edge of the pool, Jackson cradled in her arms, gazing out at everyone who'd come.
If anything was surprising it was how well behaved Jackson was that day. He was more interested in the Kimono Tosh wore, his bands balled in the fabric, his eyes tracking anyone who came near enough for him to see.
The ceremony was simple enough. She had little scrolls of paper for each of the godparents. One set had Jackson's name on it, written in a delicate script by Tosh, along with the characters for protection and love. The other set had their names on them. Ianto, Abby and Ray, along with the same characters. They'd been rolled and bound in a paper twine with small pieces of coral Jack had given her attached to the ends. When the time came, the three had come up and exchanged the ones with their names on them with the ones with Jackson's name, which they'd keep. Tosh had tucked them in her Obi, handing Jackson over to each of them in turn to hold and say a few words to. That part was a bit more private she thought.
Finally she'd taken the paper boat she'd spent days trying to fold properly and set it on the water. A few quiet words to those who weren't there, and a kiss for Owen who had Jackson in his arms, and they were done.
[[Gathering Post for Jackson Saato-Harper's naming day. Tag Tosh, tag each other. Go crazy?]]
If anything was surprising it was how well behaved Jackson was that day. He was more interested in the Kimono Tosh wore, his bands balled in the fabric, his eyes tracking anyone who came near enough for him to see.
The ceremony was simple enough. She had little scrolls of paper for each of the godparents. One set had Jackson's name on it, written in a delicate script by Tosh, along with the characters for protection and love. The other set had their names on them. Ianto, Abby and Ray, along with the same characters. They'd been rolled and bound in a paper twine with small pieces of coral Jack had given her attached to the ends. When the time came, the three had come up and exchanged the ones with their names on them with the ones with Jackson's name, which they'd keep. Tosh had tucked them in her Obi, handing Jackson over to each of them in turn to hold and say a few words to. That part was a bit more private she thought.
Finally she'd taken the paper boat she'd spent days trying to fold properly and set it on the water. A few quiet words to those who weren't there, and a kiss for Owen who had Jackson in his arms, and they were done.
[[Gathering Post for Jackson Saato-Harper's naming day. Tag Tosh, tag each other. Go crazy?]]