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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 21:17:21 GMT -8
The baby knew Kiyr and frankly loved her. Aryanna instantly had a smile on her face, although she immediately wiggled around to look back at David and continued to reach for his shiny necklace- pulling on Kiyrs hair to make a point.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 10, 2013 21:31:52 GMT -8
The blank face was so reminiscent of Bastille that Kyrie gently took her. The radiant smile on her face in answer to Aryanna's was...priceless.
And then David's question clicked.
She blinked a few times, leaning into the baby's insistent tugs, which also meant she was leaning towards David. Blink. Blinkblink.
"Mine? No, but she is family. And I love her and Evelyn very, very much." Which would explain her behaviour. She blinked again, this time slowly, and looked down to the pendant that Aryanna was so eager to get...and smiled, softly. "She is Bastille and Mathew's daughter, David....and Bastille has been beside herself. I have been beside myself with worry."
Speaking of Bastille...
"...she should know Aryanna is safe."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 21:39:30 GMT -8
Damn right mother should know. Bastille would be on the complete other side of town holding Evelyn and flipping mental tables over what to do- anything but contact Mathew.................but if the sun got close to setting she'd have to contact him and he would not be happy. No, she couldn't let it get that long. Every second made matters worse... her eyes scanned the horizon bitterly, but focused.
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Post by David B. on Sept 10, 2013 21:40:27 GMT -8
His eyebrows went up, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smirk, and he laughed aloud.
"HAHA! WHAT? Oh god this is priceless...here give her here and go get her. I am SO happy. Seriously. I'll wait right here."
David was...apparently beside himself with glee. He would hold Aryanna until Kiyr got the girls mother.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 10, 2013 21:45:00 GMT -8
Oh God. Between this and Bastille's message to David - that Kyrie had, indeed, delivered before this - she wasn't sure if she wanted...
But she gently handed Aryanna back and untangled her hair from the baby's grabby fingers with a soft smile for the tyke...and then set her fingers against his forearm.
"I prefer to be efficient--can you locate her for me so that she does not have to worry so? Or will you simply...take us, if not?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 21:47:51 GMT -8
Aryanna seemed overly enthralled with the fact that she was now reunited with the shiny object- the likes of which she began to wave up and down and bang against Davids collar bone lightly.
"ahhh-mmennneh-mmaa naa" She giggled, looking back at Kiyr with a bright green eyed smile.
Her attachment to the overly shiny did not bode well for her future...
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Post by David B. on Sept 10, 2013 22:12:05 GMT -8
David would shake his head.
"Fly, with Bastilles Kid? Who knows if she'd castrate me or not for that. No, I'll stay here...but she's about half a mile that way, on the roof of a building."
He pointed off in Bastilles direction, and would glance to Kiyr, waiting, before looking down at the little girl and smiling as she played with his necklace once more.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 10, 2013 22:16:45 GMT -8
Oh...oh for the sheer distraction of seeing David with an infant. Her eyes softened. Before a blush could start creeping up her neck, she turned and broke into a run, pushing for speed in the direction David sent her in.
Pushing hard and fast, she scanned the rooftops as she neared that half-mile.
"Bastille!" Calling out had its benefits. And there was no panic in Kiyr's voice. But she was fairly yelling all the same.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 22:19:41 GMT -8
Bastille noticed Kiyr and immediately jumped down and landed in-front of the girl her eyes cold and distant.
"report" she almost demanded, a harsh urgency in her tone.
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Aryanna would hold up the necklace and then, with her loose baby fingers drop it, only to pick it up again and then tried to shove the thing inside Davids mouth. That was the surefire way to make sure no one found her new treasure..
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 10, 2013 22:25:06 GMT -8
"Aryanna is safe. Saw her with my own eyes and left her, as I knew she would be safe with...with David."
He didn't say she couldn't say it was him! And Kyrie needed to say, because she wasn't gonna have Bastille grill her with questions over who she left Aryanna with.
She turned and began running again...enjoying the run, this time, and stretching her legs along the streets. Pushing hard until she was once again flying over the ground.
Of course, she would be easily outpaced by Bastille, but, Bastille also needed the way back to where she left David.
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Post by David B. on Sept 10, 2013 22:25:57 GMT -8
David took the treasure, eyes wide as was required when playing with a baby, before he spat it out rather comically, indicating his displeasure at the taste. He smacked his lips a little and let out a 'BLECH' so she would know its not for eating, but also think it was funny. Maybe.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 22:34:05 GMT -8
Bastille didn't seem to hear the name, or...rather anything about the situation except safe. And her legs were carrying her fast after Kiyrs, Evelyn situated quietly on her back in a hand made baby carrier sack. It seemed Evelyn had fallen asleep. It was good because this exorcize might scare the poor girl.
Upon reaching David, Bastille would not ease up. She had eyes only for one person and that was Aryanna who was giggling in fits as she tried to shove something inside Davids mouth relentlessly. Bastille didn't try out, or even pause for a moment. Red hues stayed trained on the girl, as precise as an assassin, but there was a definite flicker of something else there....
Bastille would rush, almost into Davids arms, but really her arms flung around the baby and somewhat around David as she just stood there her head hung quietly as she hugged the wiggling baby who seemed suddenly distracted by her mother. Aryanna turned and pulled on one of Bastilles braids with one hand as the other still held the necklace. It looked like Aryanna was trying to pat her mothers head as she giggled lightly.
"Manhh nahh keekeke" she giggled and there was a shudder through Bastilles shoulders as her head leaned against Davids shoulder, nuzzling the young babies chest. Aryanna leaned over her mothers shoulder, still gripping to the necklace to almost slap her sister awake. Evelyn jolted and then immediately began crying. This commotion covered up the short and extremely faint dry sobs that Bastille suspiciously tried to cover up as laughter.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 10, 2013 22:44:29 GMT -8
Kyrie, unlike Bastille, would slow and watch from a short distance off--no more than a couple feet. Once Evelyn began to cry as she woke, the blonde stepped forwards, breathing light and quick. So long as Bastille did not freak, she would gently take the crying infant from the carrier sacking soft shooshing noises before easing the baby to tuck her face against her neck, rocking gently a step or two back.
Her eyes were mostly on Evelyn, but she definitely snuck looks at David and Bastille as she soothed the crying baby in her arms, rocking on her feet. More dancing, judging by the subtle way her feet moved. But it was all to generate comfort.
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Post by David B. on Sept 10, 2013 22:56:30 GMT -8
David grinned when Bastille approached.
"Look what I found, wandering the jungl-"
Bastille came in and actually hugged him. Of course, it was obviously meant for the child but...it was partly meant for him. The look of peace on her face...his own idea of berating her and poking fun melted away, eyes and language softening. He listened to her nearly start crying, then brought a hand around to Bastille's back.
"Hey...it's alright. She's good. We chatted a bit...and shes in perfect health. Though I suggest a GPS collar from here on out...just in case."
He gave her a small, kind smile, showing he understood the difficulties of parenthood.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 10, 2013 23:03:37 GMT -8
Bastilles felt his hand on her back and her eyes opened a bit. Then it hit her- and suddenly she was turning, ripping her child from his arms and holding Aryanna close to her chest as she spun around and withdrew her sword pointing it at David.
"YOU TOOK HER ON PURPOSE! YOU HALFWAY MAD BIRD BRAINED TAWT! I'll skewer you...." She shouted angrily. Only three people in existence could ever actually piss off Bastille. Their names? David, Mathew, and Sean Barker.
Of course the former two were more of a ....verbal anger than anything deeply blood rooted and violent. Aryanna sitting in her mothers arms looked peeved to be away from the shiny object and tugged on her mothers braid, while one hand nicely gripped her mothers shoulder. Bastille paused and looked at her daughter with dry curious eyes.
Bastille knew he hadn't taken her. He never would- but that didn't mean she wasn't going to try and wriggle out of being strictly lectured on how to raise kids by him again.....nope. not today.
"are you okay princess? He didn't try to feed you weird things and dress you up as a pigeon did he? Such a beautiful baby you are, being strong against all these mean men." She talked quietly and musically to her daughter, almost forgetting about David being there.
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