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 Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:40 pm
*Kero smiles*
Once I can get a crib or cradle built for him, he will sleep there.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:43 pm
"You could borrow the one from the nursery in the meantime." she offeres with a grin. "Keveka made his own out of wood grown specially for it. No one is using the one the kids used when they were small."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:54 pm
*Kero flares his mind out, to find the thing*
((Sorry...recording riddles))
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 7:58 pm
He finds it in a darkened corner, stained a deep rich russet color, it was hand-carved by the wolf king himself with Talesian's help. All about the edge of the rail, tiny foxes cavort and play, while at it's head, with it's wings outspread in a curving embrace is an angel to watch over the sleeping child. Someone has kept it lovingly polished for it gleams in the early morning light.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:00 pm
*Gently, he whisks it into their room, sprouting his wings with a thanks to Lyssan*
I'll get my little one laid down then. Be back out in a flash.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:11 pm
She waves a hand in farewell and goes back to her paper, chuckling over the antic of some demi-god who managed to get himself stuck mid-plane.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:13 pm
*Kero smiles, landing in his room and laying Nimbus in his cradle, gently singing him to sleep*
((Never leave a baby that age, correct? Just checking, mind you.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:24 pm
**correct**
But Tes is no where to be seen, so he finds himself free of rocking the baby but tethered to the bedroom. Wondering if she'll return soon, he drags down a book and finds a comfortable seat in which to read.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 11:41 pm
*He finds himself in that calm state that usually replaces sleep for him, a kind of semi meditation, extremely mentally restful*
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 5:20 am
Not exactly reading, sitting on a window seat, his eyes study the page, allowing the words to slowly absorb into his brain, while he ponders the events of the last few days. Life can be good, even at it's worse, and he finds he wouldn't trade much of it, even it it had hurt like hell.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 7:28 am
*Indeed he wouldn't, not even when Nimbus wakes up and begins to cry*
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:37 am
He is really surprised to see how late it is. Picking up the baby he goes off to find Tes, wondering why she hasn't shown her face, finding her curled up sound asleep next to Luna. It seems someone else had a long night as well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:40 am
*Kero smiles, checking over Nimbus to see whether he was hungry, dirty, colicky, or simply tired and needing a song*
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:48 am
Well, his diaper needs changing. Even the negative diapers are infallible. and he seems to be rooting around. His stomach is probably empty as well. New borns tend to eat every two hours or so.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:50 am
*Kero smiles...he had designed those diapers for Hospital patients, not for babies...seems he had a major design flaw he needed to fix. Taking up the child, he changes him, tossing the soiled diaper away. With that done, he tries to figure out a way to get some milk into his son without waking up Luna and Tes...unless Enia was nursing, he was kid of sunk*
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