Babby \o/

[babbydamian]

[A toddler is sitting in the middle of the library, all by his lonesome. People who know Damian might recognize the endlessly-judgmental eyes, but otherwise, he just appears to be a dark-haired little boy with big blue eyes and a big stuffed bat under his arm. Good thing he's an independent little guy and doesn't seem to be bothered that he's all

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[Well you know the library is Rin's second home.

Tad comes over to sniff the top of his head tho. Where is his trainer? Around... probably.]

[babbydamian]

[Holy batmilk, that is a huge dog. Damian is a little bewildered by this big creature, staring up at its nose with big eyes... and then he reaches up to grab onto Tad's nose.]

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[Easy there, baby. Tad sits on his haunches, lifting his nose out of range, and stares down at this little thing. Human babies are pathetic and ought not to be alone. Hm.]

[babbydamian]

[Have some random babbling and a cry of "dog!" as he continues to reach. BRING DAT NOSE BACK TO ME, DOGGGGG.]

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[He doesn't trust you not to have pinchy little fingers...

Tad lowers his head and sniffs at babby Damian's hair though. Is it possible to pick babies up by the scruff? He would probably just end up choking this fat little thing.

He rises onto all fours and pads away into the stacks.]

[babbydamian]

[Damian momentarily enjoys touching the soft fur on the Arcanine's mouth before before forced to watch the dog pad off. He lets out a noise of protest and pushes himself up to try to follow.]

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[But it's hardly a moment before Tad is emerging from the stacks again, this time with Rin in tow.]

Tad? What's it?

[babbydamian]

[And there's a babby, standing there with one hand on the side of a chair for support. His very fashionable white sleeper is cute, okay. He just looks up at her, expectantly.]

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[Rin looks at this baby and blinks.]

Oh... oh my!

[babbydamian]

My?

[Bring dat doggy back.]

Wan' to see dog.

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[She comes over to him and crouches down to get a look. Even in Paradisa, it's not usual to see abandoned toddlers around. Tad follows her.]

Who are you, now?

[babbydamian]

[He's going to grab that hair ring/braid, you know. It LOOKS made for grabbing. With miscellaneous babytalk.]

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[skdfkdf NO... she falls backwards a bit and scoots away.]

Oh, no. What should I do with you?

[babbydamian]

[HE WANTS THAT HAIR RING. He follows with that clumsy toddler-waddle. Outstretched grabby hands!]

Want toy!

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You have a bat!

[babbydamian]

No! That toy!