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kylin - Kerberos - 04-07-2017 So the boy is...kind of amazing. In a scary, perfect, mine kind of way. Here’s the kicker, though, the extra bonus mind-blowing part. He’s one of two. Me and Lacey, we had twins. Well she had 'em. Did the bit where she carried them and shoved them out her poor, abused body, and fed them and took care of them and kept them from being dead. Like a good mom, yeah? I just did the fun making them part. Er. Right. The shitty, went too far and fucked things up making them part. Yeah, that. Whatever, details, she hasn’t complained about my encore performance, okay? I made good. Anyhowww. Twins, was the point there. Not just one kid to meet, but a whole second one yet to go. Kharon, that delightful little scamp, told me where I could probably find her. I’m guessing he used those fancy brain powers of his to give her a little nudge or scope out her whereabouts, but who am I to question the kid’s genius? My kid. And the spitting damn image of me, too, as he was quick to point out. “There’s two of us, and we’re beautiful like you.” An ego after my own heart, innocent as it was. True, too. Lavender and white, spotted and gorgeous and looking so much like me it took my breath away. Er, or something much manlier, yeah. Whatever, we did good, me an’ Lacey. Anyhow. Kid suggested somewhere along the shore, not far from the cove I picked out to meet him, actually. My babies love the water like I do, turns out. Which, hell if that doesn’t just make me all kinds of squishy. So I walk to one of her favorite spots, taking Kharon’s advice, and I turn to watch the waves as I wait. And because I’m shit at waiting for anything ever pretty much, and because the ocean’s so goddamn fun to run around on, I head out, leaping from wave to wave, crest to crest, frolicking on top of the surf like I haven’t since I was a boy playing in Silver Cove. A land that doesn’t exist anymore. A land that shouldn’t exist anymore. The world’s better off without the Cove. I just hope my kids never have to find out how true that is. RE: kylin - Kylin - 04-08-2017 He tells her "ooh love". RE: kylin - Kerberos - 04-09-2017 I don’t have to wait long. Even if I did, I’m having too much fun to mind. It’s been a long damn time since I let loose and played on the water, longer than I care to remember. Before everything with Ty, before Lacey. God, has it really been so long? But before I’m even anywhere near tired, I spot a flash of lavender and white on the shoreline. Not too hard to guess, my little scamp was right about where to find his sis. Soooo I ignore the nervous flutter going on in my insides and turn my frolic toward shore. And okay temper it some, so I’m a little less likely to scare the poor girl off. In fact, by the time I reach her, I’m just walking casually across the water, not even my usual saunter. Almost sedate, for me. She’s standing on the shore, and I stop in front of her, lowering my head to meet her eyes. “Hey there,” I say, stretching a little closer to taken in her scent, to breathe her in. My daughter. She’s a pretty little thing, Kharon was right about that. Some of her mom in the shape of her face, her eyes, the curve of her little ears. Her color though, that's all me. Splashed with soft purple and white, looking just like I would without the iron base. “You’re Kylin, right? I’m Kerberos. Most people call me Kirby though. I’m not sure why, I mean who would name their kid Kirby? Weird name, if you ask me, but it’s what everyone seems to settle on, so here we are. You can call me that if you like. Or...I mean, if you want to, you can call me Dad. That would be fine by me. I mean, I am. Your dad. Just, I’ll understand if it takes more than that to deserve the title, yeah? Call me what you want. I’d like to get to know you, if that’s okay with you.” RE: kylin - Kylin - 04-14-2017 He tells her "ooh love". RE: kylin - Kerberos - 04-21-2017 She seems like a sweet little thing, my daughter. Soft and gentle, which makes me nervous as hell. The world isn’t nice to soft and gentle things, and turns out I hate the thought of her getting hurt. She brushes her little muzzle against my nose, against the corner of my lips, and hell if it doesn’t coax a smile out of me. I don’t push, don’t cuddle up close and drag her into a hug or anything, even if there’s a hell of a lot of appeal to the thought. Not yet. Waaay too soon for that, when I’m basically a complete stranger. So a couple of quiet little touches will do for now. Someday maybe we’ll have that kind of casual, carefree affection, but for now I can be happy with letting her set the tone. I’m talking too much. I can see it in her eyes, a look I know damn well. Not glazed over, exactly. She’s listening, she’s paying attention, she cares, but I’ve seen it often enough to recognize the okay too many words, find the important ones and focus on that look even on a face I’m still learning. So I make a conscious effort to take it down a notch. “I like Kharon too. And yeah, I love walking on the water. It’s one of my favorite things. D’you want to come play on the water with me, Kylin?” I smile at her, a roguish little grin that invites her to come join me, to have a little fun, kick up her heels a little. And then I pick up one of my shiny metal hooves, stomp the water, and make a nice big splash. Careful, of course, to aim at least most of it away from her. Just a little of it heads her way, easy enough to dodge if she’s not in a playful mood. But just in case, I gather myself to scamper backwards out onto the water. Come and get me, kiddo. If she’s up for it, I’ll have a nice playful splash fight with my baby girl. And if not, well, we can always have a nice little meander along the surface of the sea. It’s still something that’s ours. Something she got from me, something I can share with her that so few others can. And damn, that feels good. RE: kylin - Kylin - 04-22-2017 He tells her "ooh love". RE: kylin - Kerberos - 05-05-2017 It takes a tiny bit of coaxing, really more patience while she stares up at me and thinks it over, but hey, she doesn’t dodge the splash, so that’s promising. And then my girl’s got this cute little smile on her face, and damn but a guy could get used to putting that look on a kid’s face. Happy and carefree and amused, just like a little girl should be. There you go, baby, good job. A soft little giggle and she’s creeping after me out onto the water, and then it’s only a matter of moments before she hits full-on frolic mode. Even splashes me back a bit as she runs on past, the little imp. So naturally, I give her a little head start and then take off after, chasing her down but not quite catching up, not quite catching her. Not ‘til she turns her head to peek at me and see if I’m keeping up, that is. Then I jump her way and cannonball into the water, sinking below the surface and sending a big ol’ splash her way. Great big horse-shaped tank of iron isn’t exactly super buoyant on its own, but with another leaping motion I can feel the solid surface of water beneath my hooves again, and then I just climb my way on back to the surface, sneaking under her to come up on her other side. I peek just my muzzle above the surface to get out a quick little “boo,” just to say hey and let her know I’m okay, not so much to spook her, before climbing the rest of the way out to stand on top of the waves once more. Then with a grin, I shake some of the water off myself, getting a little jingle going with my mane as I do so. “Man, Kylin, I love that you guys can do this too. I’ve never had anybody to play on the water with before, it’s fun.” RE: kylin - Kylin - 05-13-2017 He tells her "ooh love". RE: kylin - Kerberos - 05-21-2017 She really is a cute little thing. All wide eyes and innocence, excited and happy and sweet. “‘Course I can play with you, kid, isn’t that what dads do? Watch out for you, protect you, take care of you, play with you, pretty sure those are like the top four. And I guess like teach you shit or whatever, but that sounds like it falls under the play with you part mostly, huh?” I grin and give her a quick little nuzzle, brushing my cold iron nose against her cheek, along the curve of her neck. My daughter, crazy, huh? But no doubt about it. She looks so much like me, her and Kharon both really, and I can’t quite get over that. I just beam on down at her, smiling big enough that it oughta hurt my face really, and it only gets bigger when she asks if we can play with the waves. “Absolutely. And here, you’re a smart kid, I bet you’ll learn a lot just playing with the waves together.” I can do the dad teaching thing already, show her some tricks she might not have picked up on when it comes to the walking on water thing. I frolic with her, kicking up my heels and having a grand old time playing about on the surface of the ocean with my daughter ‘til she looks like she’s starting to get tired. Then I chase her down, plant a cozy little kiss on her shoulder, and scoop her up onto my back. “‘Cmon, kiddo, let’s get you home. Bet your mom’ll be wondering where you got off to, yeah?” ((Figured we could close this thread, since she’s gotten a good bit older since, and maybe start a new one?)) RE: kylin - Kylin - 05-27-2017 He tells her "ooh love". |