BabyBlues-Adventures ofa particularly adventurous baby(open)

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie...perhaps unfortunately, was pretty used to Bastille's behaviour around her daughters, and thus didn't even bat an eyelash.

She did, however, watch for David's reaction, continuing to rock Evelyn with a soothing hand against the baby's back. Her eyes glittered, though they were soft. So far her fiercely protective instincts weren't roused, mostly because she was certain Bastille was just venting. Which was confirmed when she started to coo to Aryanna.

[David B.]

David blinked as she jerked away, then rolled his eyes eyes as a sarcastic smirk came over him.

"That's more like the Bastille I know. Blaming her problem on me. Why the hell would I take your kid?"

David wasn't intimidated in the slightest by her blade- he never was- his own sword was at home, and he felt no need to bring it. Nor would he find the need to be threatened...despite Bastilles ability with a sword.

[Bastille Amtrum]

"Because you're a bloody jerk- thats why!" She hissed in his direction, bouncing her baby girl lightly. Despite the harshness of her words there was an unmistakable fondness in her eyes. A sort of bright innocence- she could finally relax. Aryanna seemed to laugh at the violence- she always did. Evelyn would finally calm down- she too was enjoying the loud outbursts.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"Ah, Evelyn~ But you are such a funny little girl as well as your sister, non? Giggling and laughing when everyone gets angry." Kyrie shifted the infant to cradle her instead of leaning her against her shoulder. She made sure to keep her on one side of her body, as the other was...occupied.

She smiled at the little girl she was holding on to.

[David B.]

David shook his head.

"Man...Something you should definitely bring up on the first date: 'If you fall in love with me, I'll hate you like a crazy person forever. So theres that.' Might make it a little easier to rethink the prospect."

He would look down to Aryanna and give a little smile, before waving with a few fingers in her direction.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Aryanna would wave back giggling quietly- turning her groping motion towards the shiny object, she continued to lean out of her mothers arms before getting distracted by the shiny beads in her mothers hair.

Bastille ignored the comment. "You were too busy pummeling a guys face in- how was I supposed to warn you I'm a psychopath- I was busy throwing up my lunch remember?!" Her eyes narrowed.

[David B.]

David turned his eyes back to Bastille.

"Sorry, but, I think that by the numbers, you've punched more mens faces in then I have. And maybe, instead of blaming me...you could keep a better eye on your daughter. That way, I won't have to save your ass like this again."

Yeah. David took off the gloves- her lovey dovey hug earlier had worn off- he was ready to lecture and berate.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie subtly cleared her throat. Just loud enough to be heard and not mistaken for anything else, but didn't say a thing otherwise. In fact, she just continued smiling at the little girl she was holding, dancing lightly on her feet, still.

And of course...it was up to them to stop. Either way, she didn't mind.

For now it was amusing, which is why she couldn't stop smiling, though there was hardly a reason to frown when she was holding one of Bastille's daughters.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille just scrunched her nose irritably. She really did deserve this, and better him that Mathew. God....mother of the year. She could feel her shoulders sinking already.

"Watch it Dragon...." Her eyes narrowed. Aryanna seemed delighted. Mommy always got in trouble...by Daddy, by Uncle, now even new guy was lecturing her. It was funny to see mommy so flustered.

Aryanna looked over her mothers shoulder to Kiyr and smiled brightly, letting out a small snorted chortle.

[Kyrie Blaze]

!

Baby sounds!

Kyrie's gaze immediately lifted in response and she grinned at Aryanna, though she still listened to Bastille and David. She made a little muffled, giggled sound back and hid behind a hand...and then peeked out from behind it, looking surprised.

...and she smiled, again, and proceeded to sneak...sneaksneak up towards Aryanna. In plain sight. Sneaky sneaky hobbitses. If she got close enough, she would make another little face for her before another unconscious smile hovered over her face.

[David B.]

David shook his head, irritation alight on his face.

"Why? I'm not the one losing my kids. Seriously, Bastille- if some pervert or fucking meth head came along, your Daughter would be gone. You can NOT lose her like that. I mean, Do I need to check up on you from time to time to make sure it doesn't happen?"

He ran his fingers through his hair and paced away, shaking his head again, muttering under his breath.

"Maybe I should adopt them.... at least that would show her."

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille handed Aryanna to Kiyr and grumbling picked up a stone off the ground and chucked it as hard as she could at David.

"YO, ASS-HAT!" She yelled after him. "Dont you walk away from me when I'm talking to you!"

She'd wait for him to turn, or do something. She'd take back Aryanna and hold her in her arms, smiling at David pleasantly- the princesses smile-

"Thank you" She'd say quietly, smirking at him. But only for a moment because then it was gone and she was looking at Aryanna.

"You are in such big trouble little miss! I am duck taping you to your crib and that is final! Do not think I wont! Not even uncle Buck or Auntie Kiyr will be enough to save your tiny princess rear!"

[David B.]

As she threw the rock- it would fly back and hopefully hit her in the face. David would turn back and look at her.

"Stop hitting yourself. It gives a bad message to the kids."

He tried his best to keep a straight face- he wanted to laugh so bad.

[Bastille Amtrum]

She dodged it- ignoring it completely.

"I never knew the bird dragon to ignore gratitude for such a immature disposition- shows what I know" She huffed.

Aryanna was still completely engaged in Kiyr....ignoring the bickering people in favor of blue eyed hobbit girl

[Kyrie Blaze]

And suddenly! Kyrie found herself with another baby in her arms. Careful to keep her high, she brushed her nose against Aryanna's, that grin so stubborn. It just wouldn't leave her face. Her cheeks were getting a little sore.

Blue eyes blinked as she stepped back from the perceived...ah, little squabble...and was glad she did when rocks flew. One, and then the returned service to Bastille. For a moment, she blinked between them as Bastille - likely - took the girl again. Cautious but secretly amused at their banter, so long as there were no serious injuries, she watched, continuing to coo softly at Evelyn and Aryanna. An assortment of faces for the two girls~

And the occasional glance towards the two 'adults' present. Just checking.