paradisalogs | IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

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IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.

Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.

It's going to be a long week.

(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!

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[...what is this. He stares at the toast and blinks. A lot of questions were going through his head right now. Like why there was a child that could cook without harming herself. And why there were rings glued to their fingers. And why Mitsuru hadn't noticed that she was in plain sight with her lingerie.]

That's... great, kid.

[...how do you get smiley faces in toast like that, anyway?

He'll notice Weiss bound over once food became apparent, stopping near him. He reach over and pat the dog briefly again and lets out an annoyed sigh. He'll get to trying to figure out how to get up without tearing his shoulder and leg apart shortly.]

I guess this is what that guy was talking about...

Heehee! [x3. She giggles, proud of herself thanks to the praise she just received]

Come on, let's eat! I want to play at the ball pit!

[She jumped down the stool and ran to the dining table, expecting her parents to do all the carrying of the food. Weiss followed her to the dining table. It seems the two are very close already]

Edited 2013-05-19 20:29 (UTC)

[Mitsuru sighs and offers a helping hand to Pixy]

You heard her...

[He looks up at Mitsuru for a moment before taking her hand, pushing himself up with his left leg to get back to his feet. He wobbled slightly before letting go of her hand, dragging his leg to learn on the counter.]

You're going to have breakfast dressed in that, mom?

[Yeap. He's all over the snarking about this already.]

[Mitsuru rolls her eyes]

Of course I wouldn't, darling

[Mitsuru picked up the blanket and struts to the back near the bed. She threw the blanket on the bed and grabbed some clothes from the closet nearby. She gave Larry another glare before going to the bathroom to change.]

[Meanwhile, the girl was already sitting on a chair slightly higher than two others. She's already munching on some crispy toast, and what looks like microwaved chicken fingers. Her legs were wiggling while she's enjoying her breakfast.

Weiss was eating off of a bowl on the floor besides the girl's chair. She waved at Pixy, inviting him to come over and eat]

Come on, dad! [:3]

[He only smirks at Mitsuru when she glares at him, turning away when she shut the door. If nothing else, he'd get ammunition to use against Mitsuru for the duration of this event. They'd probably bounce off of each other the whole time.

He'll glance briefly at Mariko before carrying over what food Mariko left there and set it on the table. He'd lean on the chair while getting another smirk on his face.]

Seems that mother of yours is in a bad mood this morning.

Are you two fighting again?

[Mariko looks suddenly upset]

[He'll briefly look at her oddly and raise an eyebrow before he waves his hand carelessly.]

Fighting? Hardly. It'd take more than a few comments to get us into it.

Really? [D:]

[Man, paranoid, much?]

Bouncing a few comments off of each other doesn't make an argument, kid. Don't get yourself worked up about it.

... Okay! I believe you!

[She gets back to nibbling her toast and take a sip of chocolate milk in a box]

[The bathroom door unlocked and Mitsuru walks out of it with some casual yet alluring clothes on. She's fixing her shirt and hair as she walks to the dining table to see the food the girl prepared for them. How old is this kid? She looks like around 6 years old]

Is this... mine?

[Mitsuru points at the plate in front of the empty chair]

Edited 2013-05-21 16:44 (UTC)

Yup! It's your breakfast!

[Mariko points at the food, even poking the toast on Mitsuru's plate. The mom kind of cringed at it, the thought of someone touching her food except her is kinda gross, but somehow she isn't too worried about it. There's something about this kid that makes her feel comfortable]

You look pretty today, mommy! Right, daddy? [:3]

[He'll finally be sitting down when the kid asked her question, making him look up again. ... What is this? Some kind of horrible test? Sure, she is pretty attractive, but that's something Pixy tended to look past. It'd almost be hard to tell if she'd be offended if he agreed or not.]

Hm? Oh. Sure.

[Nailed it.

Now to quickly change the subject.]

Where did you learn to cook, kid? You sure as hell didn't get it from me.

From TV, and this book! [She grabbed a journal from a backpack on the side of her chair. It was the same book Mitsuru wished for. Shinji's notebook full of cooking recipes]

Mom gave it to me.

That's Shinjiro's cookbook. I wished for that a few months ago...!

Say... [Mitsuru took a second to glance at the kid's backpack. It said "Mariko" on it. Mariko? That's always been a name she was fond of... How did the castle know about that?] Mariko. When have I given you that? Could I see it?

[Mariko hands the book to her mother, who then flipped the pages to see simplified instructions written in blue pen. There's a heart on the three-cheese alfredo pasta dishes, so she assumes this must be Mariko's favorite. She remembers that was what Larry ate when she invited him to try out her pasta dishes...]

We started cooking together last year. That's when you gave it to me. I remember- I remember it was after dad took me to see the planes! [She gasps excitedly when she remembered the flying machines]

An airshow, huh?

[This was some serious mood whiplash. Was this the castle's way of trying to get its residents to unwind after that mess on the Event Horizon? He wasn't sure how to feel. He's still been having bad dreams about it, and getting his mind away from it was difficult. But now a kid? A kid that's acting like she's the daughter of a married Larry and Mitsuru?

This didn't make any sense. Even less sense given that Mitsuru and Pixy were from two completely different worlds. How could they be married when Belka doesn't even exist where Mitsuru came from? Hell, how could HE be married? Marriage is the last thing he'd consider, especially given his line of work.]

[He looks briefly at Mitsuru, almost wondering if it was worth talking to her and making them play the whole thing up. Hell, even he didn't want a kid to feel bad in the long run. Telling her 'hey we're not your parents' seemed downright rotten, even.

He'll notice Eagle-kun sitting on the other bed, which he assumes is Mariko's. Geez, the castle was really playing this up, wasn't it? Weiss and that F-15 plush both?

He'll manage a small laugh. Playing something like this up would almost feel out of character, but maybe playing along might help him in the long run. He'd rather remember this than... two weeks ago.]

I hope you remember those aircraft designations too.

[Mitsuru is thinking of the same thing. She needs to talk to Larry about this without making the child suspicious. For a girl her age, Mariko seems pretty advanced mentally. She chuckled proudly in an almost "that's my girl" fashion. The kid's a prodigy, but it seems to be common in the Kirijo bloodline.

But then, she wonders if the girl has the potential for a Persona...]

Edited 2013-05-21 17:58 (UTC)

De...sig...? [It took her a second. She gets the gist of what Larry said, she just didn't know the word designation yet]

I remember Eagles! Like him! [She pointed at Eagle-kun at the bed]

Oh there's another one, but I forgot what the name is... Uhm...

[She grabbed a sketch book from her backpack to quickly scribble it]

It's wings could move!

[She shows Larry what looks like an F-14... with a smiley face]

Edited 2013-05-21 17:58 (UTC)

[He didn't even need to see the sketch to know that she either meant the Tomcat or the Tornado. When he does see her little sketch, he gives a quiet chuckle. What a pleased looking Tomcat.]

That's the F-14 Tomcat. We'll make a pilot out of you yet, kid.

[Or at least the most knowledgable six-year-old about jets, anyway.]

[Mariko giggles] I want to fly in one of these when I grow up!

Edited 2013-05-21 18:31 (UTC)

If you do well in school, I would allow it.

[She's just playing along. She has a theory in mind that she wants to talk to Larry about immediately, so she came up with an excuse to get Mariko away from them for a bit]

Are you done with your breakfast, Mariko? Go get cleaned up we'll go to where you want.

Edited 2013-05-21 18:31 (UTC)

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