[Taro is suspicious of his new room. He had appeared when there was no manor and now that he is suddenly given a bedroom well... needless to say he's a little freaked out. Houses, so far as he had always been taught, did not just appear out of nowhere.
And neither did children for that matter. Not that he has been given one (thank god) but he's noticed their sudden appearance.
And so that is how he's come to be hiding in the greenhouse. Safe from the house he thinks will eat him and..well..apparently not so safe from crying babies]
U-um...you need some help? [He peeks out awkwardly from behind a large potted plant]
[Lenalee cranes her neck in an attempt to see around the plant while keeping her hair out of reach of grabby little hands. Oh, another child. At least this one is old enough to talk, and possibly be helpful.]
Help would be- [She cuts off, wincing as the tiny person in her arms manages to grab a handful of hair again.] -appreciated.
[after slowly getting his eyes to adjust to the sunlight over the past few days, Mukuro was finally able to take his very first steps outside. The whole sensation was rather bizarre. The grass, the sky, trees, wind, all foreign to him. As is the strange glass house in the middle of nowhere.
Curious, he walks inside, only to hear a child crying. Instantly he bristles up. Mukuro walks up to the woman holding the child, she had to be hurting it or scaring it. That's why all the other children cried. His one-white scrubs, are covered with browned dried blood. He looks up to her, his right eye stitched in and swollen, and unnaturaly red with a deformed pupil with the kanji numeral 1 in it]
[Lenalee jolts at the boy's sudden appearance, distracted by the child in her arms. Though his words surprise her, it takes no more than a glance for her to hug the wailing toddler more closely, taking a step back. She still has no idea where the kid came from, or how she's supposed to take care of him, but she can at least protect him.]
No.
[She speaks the simple refusal coolly, leaving no room for argument while running her eyes up and down the blood-soaked boy again.]
[He takes a corresponding step forward. Arms held out to Lenalee to take the child. He didn't like that screaming noise. He had heard it so many times before... but he never screamed. No. He never gave them the satisfaction.]
You can't take care of him. You are like the bad men. Give him to me. I am a good man. I can make him stop screaming.
[That earns Mukuro a surprised look, and Lenalee glances at the child before looking back to him again.]
I'm not hurting him. He's a baby-- babies cry sometimes.
[She finds herself smoothing a hand over the tufts of black hair, as if trying to prove the point. Lenalee does not consider herself to be mother material at all, but handing the child off to a strange boy covered in bloodstains does not strike her as a better option.]
You don't look old enough for that. If you want to help, you can find him some food.
[Allen appeared on the screen looking like he could fall asleep at any second as the sound of crying could be heard on his end to.]
You ended up with a kid to?
[He puts his hands on his head for a couple of seconds while the kid cries before finally standing up and going to the crib.]
What is it you want?
[He reaches in to pick the young guy up before something odd happened.... it stopped crying. For the first time since it arrived it had stopped crying. Allen's face shows relief, tiredness and just sheer joy at the fact he finally managed to get it to stop.
It takes him a moment before he realised what he was doing in the first place. Lenalee needed some form of support, so going back to his BlackBerry he sat down and place the now curious baby on his lap.]
Ah, yes. [She smiles tiredly at the sheer absurdity of suddenly being thrust into the role of parents with no rhyme or reason behind it. But it isn't as if they can do anything but attempt to care for the children.]
[... Did his just stop crying?]
How did you do that?
[Lenalee can't help but be somewhat awed by the feat, adjusting her hold on the still-yelling child in her arms.]
Help would be appreciated... maybe they can play together?
[Allen just looked at the kid, who was now happily looking around, distracted by the many different things that were within the area, but once that was over it was time to attempt to climb off, causing Allen to pull him back up.]
I don't know really, guess the little guy just wanted some attention.
[Only going with a guess here, he really doesn't know what else he did to make it be quiet for now and trying so hard not to start him off again.]
Maybe that might help?
[He really hoped that it would work, because by the looks of it both of them could really do with some rest.]
Ah, I did learn one thing from having to look after this kid.
[He pauses for a moment as he moves the kid to the other side of the lap, causing said kid to now look at his hair and giggle.]
[With an exasperated sigh she lets the toddler grab hold of her hair, weathering the yanks with a wince. Teaching lessons about hair pulling can wait until she has something else to entertain him.]
I thought he might like it out here, but apparently not. Maybe it's a little too hot for him.
[She makes her way out of the greenhouse, heading back toward the Manor.]
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And neither did children for that matter. Not that he has been given one (thank god) but he's noticed their sudden appearance.
And so that is how he's come to be hiding in the greenhouse. Safe from the house he thinks will eat him and..well..apparently not so safe from crying babies]
U-um...you need some help? [He peeks out awkwardly from behind a large potted plant]
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Help would be- [She cuts off, wincing as the tiny person in her arms manages to grab a handful of hair again.] -appreciated.
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[Taro doesn't know anything about kids. He's an only child, and other kids his age only bully him so...he really is a fish out of water here.]
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Well, I don't know what it is that he wants. Perhaps you could try finding him a toy, or food? Something to distract him.
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Curious, he walks inside, only to hear a child crying. Instantly he bristles up. Mukuro walks up to the woman holding the child, she had to be hurting it or scaring it. That's why all the other children cried. His one-white scrubs, are covered with browned dried blood. He looks up to her, his right eye stitched in and swollen, and unnaturaly red with a deformed pupil with the kanji numeral 1 in it]
Give him to me.
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No.
[She speaks the simple refusal coolly, leaving no room for argument while running her eyes up and down the blood-soaked boy again.]
Why do you want him?
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[He takes a corresponding step forward. Arms held out to Lenalee to take the child. He didn't like that screaming noise. He had heard it so many times before... but he never screamed. No. He never gave them the satisfaction.]
You can't take care of him. You are like the bad men. Give him to me. I am a good man. I can make him stop screaming.
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I'm not hurting him. He's a baby-- babies cry sometimes.
[She finds herself smoothing a hand over the tufts of black hair, as if trying to prove the point. Lenalee does not consider herself to be mother material at all, but handing the child off to a strange boy covered in bloodstains does not strike her as a better option.]
You don't look old enough for that. If you want to help, you can find him some food.
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You ended up with a kid to?
[He puts his hands on his head for a couple of seconds while the kid cries before finally standing up and going to the crib.]
What is it you want?
[He reaches in to pick the young guy up before something odd happened.... it stopped crying. For the first time since it arrived it had stopped crying. Allen's face shows relief, tiredness and just sheer joy at the fact he finally managed to get it to stop.
It takes him a moment before he realised what he was doing in the first place. Lenalee needed some form of support, so going back to his BlackBerry he sat down and place the now curious baby on his lap.]
Do you need help?
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[... Did his just stop crying?]
How did you do that?
[Lenalee can't help but be somewhat awed by the feat, adjusting her hold on the still-yelling child in her arms.]
Help would be appreciated... maybe they can play together?
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I don't know really, guess the little guy just wanted some attention.
[Only going with a guess here, he really doesn't know what else he did to make it be quiet for now and trying so hard not to start him off again.]
Maybe that might help?
[He really hoped that it would work, because by the looks of it both of them could really do with some rest.]
Ah, I did learn one thing from having to look after this kid.
[He pauses for a moment as he moves the kid to the other side of the lap, causing said kid to now look at his hair and giggle.]
Never give a kid food that isn't mashed up.
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[With an exasperated sigh she lets the toddler grab hold of her hair, weathering the yanks with a wince. Teaching lessons about hair pulling can wait until she has something else to entertain him.]
I thought he might like it out here, but apparently not. Maybe it's a little too hot for him.
[She makes her way out of the greenhouse, heading back toward the Manor.]
Can I bring him to your room?
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[Attempting to juggle the wailing child in one arm and operate the blackberry with the other.]
Did you wake up with a baby too?
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