what's all this about.

[bridalgownwings]

WHO: Capes and associates | those involved.
WHEN: WEEK 134. AUGUST 14th through AUGUST 20th.
WHERE: Suite 16D as BASE. Locations throughout the FACILITY: recreational room, biodome, hallways and other suite's.
SUMMARY: Half of the facility has found themselves in their former youth and that includes a handful of the Capes. This log serves as a

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SUNDAY | Jonathon, Kate, Timothy

[didntneedmagic]

[Are you somewhere in the hallway, Timothy? There's an usual duo wandering around, trying to catch a familiar face, whether it is Kate's mother or a friend that Jonathon can remember. Hands clasped together as they walk, they make small conversation--what they're gonna do when they find who they're looking for, why this place is weird, things of that sort. Mind catching them before someone else does?]

You really think we'll find them here, Kate?

[artemisaim]

[She nods, looking left and then right]

Uh huh. They gotta be somewhere and it's easier to look with two people.

[bridalgownwings]

[He is somewhere in the hallway, tentatively sorting out what is going on and well, he woke up in a bed and the person that was in the room the night before was gone so perhaps he's searching. Still, Timothy is sorting through his device when hears a familiar voice and the voice of a child. Perking up, he pockets the item and turns the corner to look around it. Tension and small pause and he replies with a small amount of hesitance.] Jonathon?

Kate?

[didntneedmagic]

Good point--I look high and you look low? [He smiles at her before turning his eyes around, peeking into open rooms. At the voice he stops though, turns his head in the direction it comes from and he smiles. There's a gentle tug on Kate's hand as he looks down to her.] Now all we gotta do is find your mom.

[He lifts a hand to wave when his eyes turn up. There's no change, no enchantment at work--unfortunately, there's no memory of this place either.] Timothy!

MONDAY MORNING | Kate and Tommy

[artemisaim]

The fun thing about six year olds is that they get up really early in the morning and are full of energy. This is the case with Kate, who awoke at eight in the morning this morning and immediately started poking Tommy to play. Unfortunately, there are no toys in the Facility. Because it's not meant for children, especially happy children. Currently she is laying on the bottom bunk of the bed in their room, looking up above her at the bottom of the top bunk.

"I'm bored."

[notaspeedyhobo]

Ughhh what time is it why is it so early. Normally, Tommy has no problems getting up at eight, or even earlier, in the morning, but today... He's still not used to Billy's body and its disturbing need for what feels to him like a fuckton of sleep. He groans quietly when he hears a tiny voice start complaining she's bored, and a tiny hand starts poking him. "Ngh... Don't you sleep? Alright, alright, I'm up." Groan. Sitting up now and scrubbing the heel of his hand over his face. "What do you want to play?"

[artemisaim]

Deal with it, Tommy. You're the one who decided to take care of her instead of pawning her off on someone else. She is now your responsibility. "I sleep at night!" It makes sense to her. Which isn't saying much because there's a lot of weird stuff that makes sense to her right now since she's six. "I dunno. There's nothing to do here. Coloring is boring, games are boring and there aren't any toys." And now he's being pouted at. Enjoy this expression that you will never seen on teenage Kate's face, Tommy.

[notaspeedyhobo]

How can he pawn his girlfriend off on someone else, though? Even if she is six years old. Besides, he's good with kids! Way good! Like seriously amazing! He groans quietly at her statement, though, pulling himself out of bed. God, what hasn't he tried to play with her yet? All the games he can think of...

But then an idea occurs to him. "Well... You know what? How about I try to make you a toy?" He suggests with a smile, bringing a hand up. "With magic. What kind of toy do you want?"

TUESDAY NIGHT | Timothy and Kate

[artemisaim]

Kate is seated on the floor in the rec room, crayons and paper in front of her, drawing a picture. She's surprisingly unbothered by her surroundings, but that's a child for you. They adapt rather well to strange situations. This week she's been spending her time in a combination of the rec room, the biodome and her room with a combination of people. It's getting late, close to nine, and you think she'd be tired by now but she doesn't seem to be. Instead, she's drawing a picture of a rabbit family.

[bridalgownwings]

He's been looking for her, she's the only one he has not found out the location of. Walking throughout the facility he has checked the usual places but it is the recreational room that he comes to last. The array of items there are always appealing and he figures a child would wander there first when there was nothing else to do. Needless to say, Timothy is relieved to see here there on the floor with the paper before her, even though the same place had been filled with blood the night before. Not wanting to think too much on the idea, his long legs carried him over to her side as he looked down with a smile, hands on his knees as he bent over. "I like your picture, Kate."

"You never told me you were such a good artist."

[artemisaim]

She is a tiny ninja, zipping out of sight before she can be detected, moving from place to place looking for something fun to do. Actually, no. She's just easily distracted and doesn't think to tell anyone where she's going. She's used to having a big place to move around in and mommy always finds her so why should she tell anyone. When Timothy comes in Kate looks up at him, practically beaming. "Thank you!" And then she holds up the picture, still smiling big.

"It's for you."

[bridalgownwings]

Taking the picture, he smiles more and then sits down with her, crossing his legs as he looks at the picture more, arching an eyebrow. "Its perfect, really."

A small laugh escapes his lips and while he is content for the opportunity to help the other the way she has helped him before, by caring for her, he gets easily stressed out when she runs off without a word. "I know the perfect place to hang it up."

WEDNESDAY | TOMMY, TIMOTHY + ANY CHILDREN

[bridalgownwings]

[He's sitting in the living space of suite sixteen trying to sort out things. In and out he has had kids around for most of the week and he's starting to run out of ideas. The door of the suite is propped open so that people and their children counterparts can come along and leave as they please. Sure there have been some intense things happening on the network lately and sure he is protective but as long as the smaller ones have someone with them at all times he's not too worried. With a breath, a sigh really, Timothy looks down to a few ideas he has jotted down on paper, games that he remembers playing when he was younger. He was not that active of a child and there are things here that prevent them from doing basic games but he can think of something.

Surely he can. With a grumble though, he balls up the sheet of paper and throws it towards the trash bin, watching it hit the rim then spill off to the side.]

[notaspeedyhobo]

[Between him and Timothy and sometimes Jonathon, Tommy thinks they're doing alright handling the week's craziness. At least it's just exhausting craziness and not... traumatizing craziness. Well, okay, this is traumatizing in a whole different way. Tommy is sitting across from Timothy, idly tossing a paper ball up and down, feeling annoyed again that he can't pop it in midair. His powers are usually good for entertaining children, taking them for runs or blowing things up while they watch delightedly. But he can't use any of those tricks he uses with Molly right now, not in his twin brother's stupid body.]

Ugh. I wish- NO, geez, not supposed to say that... Um. There is no way we're going to keep everyone entertained like this. Got any ideas?

[bridalgownwings]

[He arches an eyebrow over at the other. It's strange to see Billy's face but know fully and well that it is Tommy's personality brimming from the walls of the stolen form. Bizarre in it's own way, he only shakes his head and leans back a little more. It's only halfway through the week and they are already out of ideas--the facility not doing much good keeping anything around that is useful to children.] They'll get bored of crayons and papers soon enough--my walls are covered in drawings, not that I mind but I'm running out of room that I can reach.

We've done games in the bio-dome, tag, freeze tag, molecule tag--I don't know anything else and there's no toys around this place.

IDK SUDDENLY CHILD

[notasidedick]

[Oh look! A wild Robin has appeared? What do you do?

Throwing pokeballs is not the answer by the way. Dick peeks into the Suite curiously. The kid is bored. He doesn't have his cable for swinging around. And you get bored of just doing flips and shit all day for serious. And there aren't that many toys here. The kid is running out of things to do.

So now he's wandering around the facility to find something to do. Honestly, he's probably looking for anyone he recognizes. Like Bucky or Hit Girl. Or maybe Steph, who was super swell.] Golly, this place is bigger then it seems.

THURSDAY | TIMOTHY AND TEDDY

[bridalgownwings]

[Alright-he's not really in the suite, he's in the hallway outside of his suite because Timothy is beginning to realize that worrying and concerning himself with the many familiar faces parading about the place in the forms of their childhood is stressful and might likely cause him to feel perpetually sick to his stomach. It's constant, he's trying to keep tags on who is where and who is in charge of their care at that given moment so they are not left alone. For once he would like to do something to help those who help him constantly but right now any child he had been watching over throughout the week was out of his hands and he's simply sitting in the hallway against the wall with his head in his hands trying to take a deep breath.

He's beginning to firmly believe that teenagers should never be parents--ever.]

[halflingprince]

[Ever since Billy and Teddy's talk, there's been an awkward atmosphere between the two. Teddy would deny that he's outright avoiding Billy, but technically, he is avoiding Billy. He wasn't sure how to act around him. Plus, he's still trying to deal with all the information that Billy revealed. About a life that Teddy had yet to know. It was a lot to take in at once.

And so Teddy's taken to walking around the facility, mulling things over in his head.

As he rounds the corner, he notices Timothy, sitting against the wall, looking highly stressed.]

Um, hey, uh, are you okay?

[bridalgownwings]

[He's running a hand through his hair and leaning back until he hears the voice then tenses slightly. A pause and he smooths his palm over the back of his head when he notices he is being spoken to. Eyes looking upward, he spots the others face and offers him a small smile. A shake of his head, and he thinks--remember the other vaguely but his face is familiar in a way. With a pause, he places his hands on his knees which he draws up near him.] Oh--I'm fine.

Just realizing that babysitting numerous kids at once can be pretty stressful.

[halflingprince]

Oh, I'm so- [He makes a chagrined face.] There are kids in this place?!

[It wasn't all that unimaginable for someone to be cruel enough to do so, but Teddy was still shocked to hear of such a thing.]