Valentine Surprise (Open!)

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

It should come to no surprise to anyone that knew Gwendolyn, that she had been locked away in her room, making valentines for those that had gotten to be her friend. She was very much into the earth holidays when Azlin taught her all about them. Especially the holidays that you got to do something special for those that have touched your lives in some way. Add to the fact that this particular holidays was also her mom’s birthday, it made it even more special.

Dressed in a short red skirt, that was poofed out due to the petticoats that were worn underneath it, it actually showed off her slim toned legs, with a pair of black open toed heels upon her feet. A white blouse, that had ruffles around the top of the shirt, was hugged to her form by the black corset that came up to just under her breasts, a white cord made a crisscross shape across her stomach. A red cape finished off the look, the caps hood was pulled up, she was little red ridding hood after all, the cape was the same length as the skirt.

A picnic basket was swung in her right hand. Both flaps on the basket were closed for she was afraid of losing her valentines, and the letter she was going to post upon the message board. She pretty much hopped down the stairs and towards the message board. Skipping through the hallways until she reached the message board. Once she reached the message board, she would glance over the previous messages that were still left up. Then she would turn her attention to the basket in her right hand. Her left hand would lift the flap, before pulling out the letter she was posting. After posting the letter she would look at it thoughtfully before smiling, closing the lid of the basket and skipping into the bar area. Taking a seat. Setting the basket on the chair next to her. There was one person who’s name was not on the list, because she knew he had a strange schedule so she would wait until she spotted him again, or if she wished to deliver it she would to his door.



Happy Valentines Day Inn Residents!

As some of you know, I adore the holidays, so I have some cards for people that have proven to be good friends. So I think I will simply write your names here, and if your name is on the list, there will be a card for you in the basket at the bar!

Have a happy one!
Gwen

Azlin
Epiphany
Jade
Jamison & Spider
Catherine & The Doctor

[Tyger]

Now Tyger, he was just walking around being a lay about cat much to his dismay. The next time he saw his charge he was going to make a few things quite clear: like going out without informing him. He understood the need for wanting time alone but circumstances didn't often give that option. While this orange and black stripped cat meandered his way along through the hall his eyes caught sight of a note. Tyger was a curios cat and made an attempt to read the sign - the only problem was that the sign was up at human level.

Whoever had put up the notice lacked to take the felines height into consideration and there wasn’t anything close enough for him to climb upon to get a better view. Fortunately he had good eyesight and could make out a few things that were closer to the end like: Epiphany, bar, and Gwen. He didn't immediately know who 'Gwen' was but obviously she did not know that Epiphany was not here and letting this person know would bring a break to his aimless wandering. It could even add to a bit of fun. He saw other names on the list that he recognized from seeing on rosters at that guild.

Interesting indeed.

Tyger left the board and went to the bar. Someone was there - had to be Gwen - and he realized that he did know her, though the last time he saw her she was barely crawling around and often held in Azlin's arms. Tyger continues to watch her as he approached the bar, his claws partial extended to purposefully click on the hardwood floor just incase she hadn't been watching and his small size took him from her line of sight. A single jump took him from the floor and he landed on the bartop slightly off from being directly in front of her. He then walked slowly towards the basket, his fur bristling and swished his tail from side to side while fixing his eyes on her "Murr, look who's all grown up." He did speak to her, here at the Inn he had no need to act like a typical cat.

Perhaps she wouldn't remember who he was.

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

Hearing the claws tapping on the floor Gwen did not think of Tyger or anyone other then Leoette. Her gaze lowered to see if she could see her lil feline friend, but what she saw was not her ball of fur. This was a whole new ball of fluff that looked bigger then her own. Her head tilted, as the cat moved from the floor to the bartop.

Blinking as the cat talked, and not only talked but talked to her, as if he, judging by the voice, knew her. Then she started giggling, and looking around, for someone that was throwing their voice around. But then she did not see anyone else around. Her fine brow arched just so. “You…you know me?” Surely someone would of told her that she, “And you can talk? Oh you’re the first cat I have met that can talk.” She smiled at the cat.

Then she thought about it, “Can I get you anything? Will you tell me how I am suppose to know you?” It had been many many years, and sure Azlin told her stories, but those were not forefront in her mind. And she was rather big now compared to totling around.

[TheWarden]

Jamison did indeed get Gwendolyn's message regarding a gift she had for him. It was, needless to say, rather unexpected. Jamison never got gifts from people, Granted most of the people that Jamison knew where people that you wouldn't want to accept a gift from.

His approach was foreshadowed by the rap of his cane on the floors of the inn. carrying a heavy feigned limp on his way over. The Wizard was dressed down today, a pair of comfortable pants and a nicer then the norm dress t-shirt. Normally he would have carried more magical accoutrement with him, but seeing as how he wasn't leaving the inn. And there where wards to alert if someone had entered he wasn't too worried about being surprised.

That isn't to say that he wasn't prepared just in case, ther was a common wrist watch on his right wrist, and a simple silver band on his left ring finger. both where potent weapons to use at a moments notice if he needed to.

[Tyger]

This cat sauntered right over to the basket with an accent on the flick of his tail, he was not going to let her questions and surprise keep him from finding out what was being passed to the people on the list. He scoffed at her when he reached the basket and raised a paw to swat once at the envelopes he saw inside. "Of course I can talk." He wasn't an ordinary cat and his words ended with a bit of a murr. Tyger even did a good job at sounded offend at her surprise. This was Rhydin so he never understood the shock people had when they came across animals that could talk. True he hasn't run into many talking cats . . . if he were a mythical creature the surprise would be if he couldn't talk.

"I'm here for Epiphany's, mow, item." If the basket was staying where she had it then Tyger was hoping into it and flipping through the various envelops with his paw. He acted as though he had every right to look through Gwen's basket for what he wanted because he believed that he did and would continue acting the way he was until told otherwise. "She isn't here."

Giving her a heads up.

While he was flipping through the envelops he saw one with Azlin's name on it and lingered there a moment. "And how is your, mrow, foster mother, Azlin?" Maybe in referencing two names that they both knew Gwen would assume that was how he knew who she was. After he asked the question he heard and saw the approach of another - a male - and he almost frowned. Instead he let the idle motion of his tail speak for him.

[killian]

"daddy sa-a-a-a-a-a-a-id!" the three-and-a-half-year-old killian pronounced that very loudly over his shoulder as he rounded the corner. the room that his parents rented at the inn was on the ground floor, which meant there were no stairs to slow down this child's incredible toddler speed. what he yelled was to his mother catherine. while she wasn't exactly sure she agreed, she knew better than to try to argue with what 'daddy said', so killian would be going on this mission alone. at least for now.

the boy energetically zoomed around the ground floor until he found the room with people in it - a woman, a man, and a cat. at first killian ran straight by it, but a moment later if any of them were looking towards the doorway they'd watch the boy literally walking backwards to carefully retrace his steps. once he reached the doorway he stopped retracing and went still. next he peered at the three and the bar, trying to decide if this was the place.

whatever clues he saw, it made him conclude that it was. "hi!" he pronounced it quite clearly. like his father the doctor, this child had one heck of a gob which he put to constant use. being a chatterbox wasn't the only thing he shared with his dad, though - the boy's looks happened to strongly resemble the doctor, too, most noticably in his messy dark brown hair and big brown eyes. of course the little three piece pinstripe suit (currently minus the jacket) and his little black chuck taylor sneakers helped complete the father-son resemblence.

finally, like his dad, killian also had a very easy spirit and was very used to chattering with adults (and animals, for that matter). this is why he had no problem piping up and announcing why he was here. "daddy said to pick up and deliver the hearts." deliver? what killian was delivering was clutched in his left hand, in a small red velvet bag.

as for how the doctor knew there was something to be picked up without he or catherine going by the message board? well, that's a timelord for you.

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

She heard the tapping of the cane. As Jamison as the only one with a cane that Gwen knew, she hoped it was indeed her friend coming. She would glance to Tyger. “Well, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, but I haven’t met very many cats that talk. Are you really a cat?” Her head tilted as she looked over him. “I mean, every cat that I have met, and there have been plenty none of them talk.” She shook her head, “Unless they are not full kittys.” Yes she probably was not buying brownie points with Tyger.

She blinked at Tyger, making himself at home, in her basket! “Thank you for telling me that Epiphany is not in right now…but could you please exit the basket? I want to be able to use it again…and I don’t want the others to get damaged.” She frowned, “Not that I think you would do so on purpose, but they are fragile.” She looked down a moment, “And, I would hate to give someone something that is broken.” Intricate paper crafts don’t cha know.

How is your foster mother…and she blinked, “Tyger? Auntie Tia’s Tyger?” She smiled over at Tyger, “How is Auntie Tia?” Of course, she remembered being little and calling Airtia that. She probably got away with that simply because of Azlin, but Gwen didn’t know that…heck if her mom and Tia had gotten together and chatted more, maybe the two would of put two and two together about her and Peter Pip being sisters, sooner. Not that Gwen was about to take anything that had happened before away. Things happened for a reason! And then she remembered, “Oh and she is doing well, she is here…I rather expect her to show up too.” She gave a nod of her head, “Its her birthday.” She smiled, she had made a extra special card for Az.

And then she smiled, “Jamison! Hi! How are you today?” She was distracted by all that was going on that she did not see the young boy, whom had zoomed past and had to come back wards, until he found the door and entered the room. Once he entered and he spoke, Gwen’s attention went to the lil man. She glanced downwards, smiling. “Hello there!” She had seen the Doctor and Catherine but she was doing better at not jumping to conclusions. For the moment, the Tyger and the Jamison were forgotten. She slipped off the bar stool, “Are you here to pick up?” She did not want the lil boy to feel slighted in the least. She knew how it felt to be the child in a room with people that talked over your head.

Fingers lowered to press her skirt down, and make sure nothing that wasn’t suppose to be showing, was showing.

[Tyger]

Damaged? Tyger had to stop in what he was doing -flipping through the envelops - when he heard her even remotely suggest that he was or could damage the other items in that basket. He wasn't that fat. He didn't eat enough for that and besides, "I'll have you know, meow, that I can walk across, murr, bells and not set any of them off. " Damage the envelopes, how insulting." She should be lucky that she was a female.

Tyger backed out of the basket slightly, only his back feet, while he continued to search for the proper envelope. "All you had to do, meow, was give me her item." Gwen was right about him being 'Auntie Tia’s Tyger' though he wasn't going to say so because he found the envelop that he was looking for. Yet he decided to wait, perhaps she would dig it out to make sure that he didn't do it, or any others, damage.

While he was waiting he saw the man enter in, as well as the boy, and left the basket completely, stood by it and watched them, being more leery of the older one simply because Gwen greeted him so warmly. Tyger was not too much of a baby person - he remembered when his Owners children were little and how they use to play with him. He was not a fan of children.

[killian]

when gwendolyn said hello to him, the boy beamed. something about the way he was greeted told him he was in the right place. so killian marched straight up to the bar where everyone was gathered. from how confidently he walked and how he looked at each of the people (and cat) in turn it was clear he felt he belonged here just like everyone else. gwendolyn's question though, uh-oh. catherine tried very hard to teach him to be polite and to never be rude, but even though he was a brilliant toddler tact was still a concept a little too advanced for him. "i said that! pick up hearts! duh."

"put them here." killian stretched out his hand, palm up, looking up at gwendolyn expectantly. he still had to deliver what was in the little red bag to her, but there was no way no how that he was going to do that without her giving him his parents' hearts first.

while he waited with his hand held out, it gave him time to look gwendolyn over. the more he looked her over, the more his face scrunched in thought because something wasn't sitting right with him. when it clicked what it was, he blurted out, "hey! why do you get to wear no pants? mommy said it's not no pants weather yet. i have to wear pants. he has to wear pants." killian pointed his free finger at jamison, careful not to drop the red velvet bag in that same hand in the process. "the cat doesn't need pants. but you need your pants."

hopefully what killian lacked in tact he made up in adorable charm?

[TheWarden]

"I'm well Gwendolyn. thank you for asking."Jamison smiled and offered her a respectful bow, as one does in front of a lady. the cat also got regards from Jamison. The wizard had a respect for the animals. They where thought driven and calculated as a species. something that he could certainly respect, being so himself.

A chuckle escaped Jamison's hearing the boys questions asked of Gwendolyn. and eyes lowered tot he extraordinarily snappy dresser who had posed a rather good question in his eyes. "Indeed, The young man has a point Gwendolyn... you do need your pants... S'not to say that your outfit isnt nice though."

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

She looked to Tyger, it wasn’t that she had wanted to offend him, but she had to ask. “But if your careful and don’t tip a bell it won’t ring from even pressure upon the top will it?” She wasn’t buying any Tyger points, but well those were hard anyways, not that Gwen knew that! She would get out Epiphany’s card. She had a feeling it would be safer with this talking cat, whom still hadn’t said if he was whom she thought, then with the evil The Door. But that did not take much, The Door wanted to keep things for itself, nor did it want to let anyone leave something for Peter Pip, but this cat…this cat was coming to retrieve it. She wondered if Leoette could be taught to do such tasks. Though for all she knew her kitty could not talk.

She set the envelope down next to Tyger on the bar. “That one is Peter Pips.” She then nodded her head, “I think your friendlier then The Door.” She was not one that hide things very well and that was her thought and it came right out of her mouth.

Then her attention shifted back to the young boy. She almost giggled, by the way he spoke. At least the boy knew his mind, that was always a good thing, for little people. She would give a small nod, her fingers dipping into the basket again, this time grabbing out the card she had made for Catherine and The Doctor. “Here you go.” She handed it over to him carefully.

Laughter, it bubbled out of her, as she looked down at her outfit. It was true she had no pants on. “I had not thought of that. Your mommy is right, it is still pants weather.” She bit her lower lip, how to handle the rest of this. “But sometimes girls like to wear dresses. And if we only wear the dress for a little bit of time, or until we get cold it is normally okay. As long as our mommies say it is.” She nodded her head. The inn wasn’t cold so she had not one little goose pimple showing. It was how she judged things. She turned her attention to Jamison. “One needs to dress one’s part!” She beamed a bit, she did like her outfit, even if everyone thought she needed to wear pants!

Then she turned to the basket once more, and dug through the few that were left in there, with Jamison’s. She would then walk over to Jamison, and hand him his valentine’s day card. “Jamison…do you think I can come visit you later?” She had wanted to ask him why his daughter thought that Gwen visited him at the noon hour for fortification, but she could not say such things in front of the dear little boy, Killian.

[killian]

"thank you." at least he had learned that much from catherine, to say thank you when he was given something! killian closed his small fingers around the valentine carefully. "here lady!" the boy held up his other hand, offering out the small velvet pouch. it's what the doctor had instructed his son to give to gwendolyn in exchange for the valentine. it wasn't exactly a card.

what was inside? killian was bad about surprises and didn't even give gwendolyn a chance to open the pouch before he spilled the beans. "daddy said to give you that. mommy's tears." when gwendolyn opened the pouch, she would find twelve ivory pearls inside. each was a perfect circle. a mermaid's tears turn to pearls when they hit the water, and when ground and ingested they could heal a person no matter the injury. they could also be used to prolong life. it was how catherine's grandmother looked so spry and youthful for her age.

unfortunately killian didn't offer any of that information to gwendolyn. now that he'd done his job delivering he was staring at her bare legs with a frown. he understood what she said about dresses and all that, but killian wasn't swayed. "your mommy should have put on your pants." he muttered that. might have been thinking out loud more than answering her.

and just because the lady turned her attention to the man didn't mean that killian wasn't listening to what they said to each other. looking between them he was quick to pipe up. "what's your part?"

[TheWarden]

When Gwendolyn offered forth his valentines card Jamison smiled and accepted it. switching the hand he was holding his cane in."Thank You Gwendolyn. And of course you can come and visit. I've only plans to continue educating my daughter." Such was said with a firm nod, the valentine slid gingerly into his pocket."Oh, speaking of, Might i ask for her gift as well? I'll insure that she receives it with great haste." eyes then traveling down to the young man. sharing their company "She is dressed for her role as hostess for the festivities."

"You've got a very inquiring mind there haven't you lad? Might i ask for your name?" Jamison respected children who had an urge to learn, asking questions unhampered byt he censorship that older people do. just asking the first thing that pops into their heads.

[Tyger]

Now that the cat was getting the item he wanted there was no reason for him to prance around and steal glances at all the other envelopes now was there? There was - he was a curious cat - but the other people were here and he didn't have reason to push his nose into there things and ask of their doings. Besides, in his time he discovered that if too much interest was taken on other people and their dealings then one usually found themselves involved. Tyger had enough on his proverbial plate and didn't care to have more piled on.

Of course, this didn't mean he couldn't paw all over the envelope that Gwen had given him for Epiphany. His 'excuse' - if he needed one - would be that if he had to carry it he had a right to know how heavy it was and how it would encumber him. Tyger was gentle with it and only lightly tapped at it once or twice with his paw while Gwen was talking to the man and the boy. It didn't seem like much and the cat could easily carry it. Times like these made him want for pockets - or a pull-sleigh - knowing well and good that he wouldn't use it anyway.

"I'll see she gets, meow, this." Tyger gave her a nod and to the others he gave a swish of his tail before he jumped down, with the envelope in mouth. He could have answered the question about the bell but she was rather curious of it and it would have been better with a demonstration. Tyger was not much into explaining the things he could do rather he just did them and thought that they should be accepted.

After all, he was a slightly arrogant cat.

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

When Killian held out the pouch to Gwen, she would take it from him carefully, a smile gracing her lips. “Thank you.” She had not a chance to look inside the pouch, not even a thought of if she was going to even open the pouch, before the boy spilled. “You mom’s tears?” Oh dear, she hoped that wasn’t a bad thing. She would have to find out. Moving the pouch to open, she peeked inside and saw the pearls. Those looked rather nice. She would tuck away the information for a later time. She was going to say something else but what else could she say? If one refused a gift because of the value it could hurt feelings. And Gwen was the last person whom wanted to hurt the young man’s feelings.

Besides then her attention was thwarted from the pearls, by his words. She gave a small nod of her head. “I dare say if my mom saw me, she would make me put on pants. How about I put some pants on as soon as I give out all of the Valentines?” She was trying to strike a bargin with him. She did not want to leave just yet. She thought it would be rude if she just ran off.

Her attention went back to her friend, Jamison. She smiled, “I do hope that I won’t be bothering. If I am when I come to visit let me know and I will attempt a different time?” She gave a small nod, she should of thought of that, and she went to the basket, carefully, pulling out the card she had made for Spider. She might of just met the woman, but she did show up when Gwen was making Valentines so she couldn’t leave her out. She would return with the card, “Thank you for delivering this to her Jamison. I do appreciate it.”

And while Jamison was chatting with young Killian, she would turn her attention to Tyger. Oh no that kitty was not being ignored. The card was rather light, and Gwen was rather glad that he had it. She peered at him. “Thank you Tyger. I am sure the card is safer with you then The Door of hers.” She nodded her head, Gwen and The Door had some interesting business. “I hope to see you again Tyger.” She had meant that when she said it.

* The Cards *
Catherine and The Doctor ~ The card itself was in the shape of a heart. On the right side of the heart was a small male cut out, along with a machine in the background. Much like the Tardis machine that he had appeared in and transported Pip and Gwen in. On the other side of the heart was Catherine, swimming in a bright blue lake, ripples on the water. Each ripple of water was hand cut out and pasted just so. Bobbing in the water was a small boy. Catherine was still pregnant in the card. For the last time Gwen had seen her before the holiday she was. It had a nice writing that said Happy Valentines Day, ♥ Gwen.

Jamison’s Card ~ The card was your basic run of the mill rectangle card. Now because of her interest in the fae, and his help, the front of the card had a circle, like the one he had when he called the small fae so she could meet him. There was a small replica of that day all cut out carefully and pasted. When he opened the card, she had written inside Happy Valentines Day. Thank you for being so patient with my questions! I hope you have a great Valentines Day. ♥ Gwendolyn

Spider’s Card ~ Spiders card was black. A silver pen had been used to draw a spider web across the front of the card. When the card was open, a small cut out spider with moving legs popped out a bit. There was written in a the same silver, Happy Valentines Day. It was nice to meet you, Gwen (She had not wanted Spider to feel left out.)

Epiphany’s Card ~ Epiphany’s card was a cut out heart. There was glitter everywhere, though not overly done. The card read, “Happy Valentines Day! ♥ Gwen.” She would of put more, but decided against that, just in case it had fallen into the wrong hands. She really wanted to go flying with Peter Pip just as she did with her bff Jade.

[killian]

"killian! mommy doesn't like it when i say killy." that was his newest way of introducing himself. the three-year-old felt it was very important to let everyone know that if catherine only let him, he would call himself killy. when he told people that in catherine's presence it always made her a little red in the face.

it was a good thing jamison liked questions, because the boy had a few more. "that's her part? what's your part? what's my part?" all the doctor had asked him to do was deliver the velvet bag in exchange for the hearts. the boy had no idea there were parts involved, which is why his face was scrunched up in thought. the scrunch ended in a big fat loud raspberry though when gwendolyn said she was going to wait to put on pants. "if your mom yells remember i said." a sage nod from the boy who thought he knew better than gwendolyn did. thinking he knew best was a quality he got from his timelord father.

next killian looked down, turning over the heart gwendolyn gave him over in his hands. he quietly studied the card for a few moments before he interrupted jamison and gwendolyn's conversation with an urgent correction. "scuse!" catherine still hadn't gotten it into his head that just because he excused himself it didn't mean it was polite to interrupt a conversation. so the boy just kept on talking whether they were ready or not. "i see the TARDIS." he pointed at it on the card. killian would continue to point at things as he named them. "daddy. mommy. me. cass-e-o-peia." he pointed to catherine's belly and added in a very matter-of-fact way, "she's not in there anymore. but lumie's missing. you left lumie off the heart."

[TheWarden]

"Killian, that is a strong name, Irish name... my father was an Irishman. One of the smartest people around... very much like you, so don't ever let anyone tell you the Irish are anything but." Jamison smiled and gave a nod before standing strait again and raising his brows.

"My part? I'm a Warden... Its my part to make sure that the laws that govern magic aren't broken... and as a young boy,I would venture that it is your part to be a good boy for your parents, and I imagine that you do a rather fantastic job of doing that already." He looked from the boy up to Gwendolyn "Young Gwendolyn I'm an old man, I seldom have better things to do, then entertain those who quest for knowledge. And Think nothing of my delivery of the present to Spider, Odds are I will see her sooner then you might."

It was true, he saw spider almost every day, and she wasn't exactly a social butterfly, so the odds where heavily in his favor on that one.

[Gwendolyn Zoi]

She was quiet when she listened to the two. She thought it was great that Killian whom seemed to love to ask questions, and that Jamison was so good with that, she knew he was from her own personal experiences with her friend. Then she started to giggle, but it did not fully escape, for she ate her giggle. “I will remember when she yells about me not wearing pants, I will say, Killian told me too, but I wanted to wait.” She gave a small nod of her head, for that would indeed be the conversation if it happened.

Gwen listened to the young man, a small nod of her head, taking his words. “But when I was making the card I didn’t know she wasn’t there any more.” Then she tilted her head looking at him, “Whom is Lumie.” If she knew whom Lumie was she would of added him. “I’m sorry that I forgot him, but next time I can add him?” Or she would do her best to try to help them.

Seeing that Gwen was not the sort to go searching Spider out, well okay she was, but not today! She smiled to Jamison, “I would hope so!” She had a feeling theirs was a strained relationship from how she had talked about her dad. But she wasn’t butting into that. She looked between the two. “Now that I got the Hearts passed out I should go and change into pants!” She smiled as she went back to the bar stool to get her basket, now almost empty, and made her way out of the bar. As long as neither of them called her back.

[killian]

"lumie is lumie!" duh, gwendolyn! it was obvious that killian thought his clarification was the clearest explanation in the whole wide world. but since gwendolyn was going to draw lumie on the next card killian would add a few details to make sure she got it right. "lumie's a fox when he wants. he's a boy when he wants. daddy says that's his special power. just like i get legs on land and a swimming tail in water." if catherine heard her son giving up that information so readily she'd be putting her face in her hands. or her hand's over killian's mouth. but killian didn't see any problem at all with being open about himself and the rest of his family.

"lumie has two tails!" killian yelled that after gwendolyn as she left. the boy was very glad that the lady was putting on pants. he knew personally that being yelled at by your mom wasn't very fun, especially for refusing to put on pants. or any clothes at all, for that matter.

with gwendolyn and the cat gone, that left Jamison in the company of a three-year-old. who looked up at him and said, "i've never heard of you." of wardens, he meant. but then killian thought about how Jamison defined his part - to be a good boy and all of that - and something clicked. "OH!!! i know my part! i save the universe. just like my dad." killian turned the card in his hand so he could point to his father. and then to the TARDIS. "in that. that's where we live. it's a TAR - DIS." killian said it slowly for Jamison like he was trying to teach the man. "a Time And Rel-a-tive Di-men-si-on In Spa-ace."

yes, killian really could say that. out of the mouths of half-gallifrayan babes...

[killian]

[ we r la-z ppl. tee hee hee. ]

"I'm not all too surprised, We usually take great pains to insure that people haven't heard of us. Otherwise the bad guys would know when we where coming." but the boy continued on, pointing to a phone box on the card and then telling Jamison what he thought it was."That is certainly a lot of responsibility for such a young man. you're very very brave to shoulder it with as light a heart as you do." Which was true, Killian totally wore his heart on his sleeve and was still able to say it was his job to save the universe

"i know."  jamison wasn't telling the boy anything killian didn't know already.  at least when it came to how he was a very brave boy for helping his father save worlds.  the doctor and catherine told killian so all the time.  killian rocked back and forth, watching the old man standing in front of him.  "i know magics.  aunt caddy teaches me magics when i do all my things."  his chores, he meant, which changed depending on what his father and mother needed help with.  "would i know you're coming?"

Jamison smiled and tilted his head to the side a bit as if he where measuring the boy." So long as you're a good boy with your magic, and don't hurt people in any way, you'll have no reason to ever see me coming for you." he gave a firm nod, smiling brightly and he  lowered himself to a knee again."what sort of things does your aunt teach you with magic?

killian lit up like the sun on a summer day.  the boy loved to show other people things that he could do.  "wait here wait here wait here!"  the three-year-old made that shrill demand as ran off, and disappeared around the corner.  only to come running back to point his finger at jamison and say.  "stay there." just in case the warden didn't get the point.  killian disappeared again, and this time a few minutes past before the pitter-patter of his stampeding steps could be heard coming back.  it didn't look like killian had brought anything with him or changed in any way, but the boy's right fist was closed up tight.  the heart he had been carrying was gone, the boy had delivered it into the hands of his mother while he asked her for what he needed to show off his spell. "okay.  okay."  he muttered that to himself as he bent down and opened his palm.  a single sunflower seed fell from his palm to the floor.  the boy plopped down in front of it and looked up at jamison.  "are you looking?"

Jamison couldn't help but laugh at the young man. and when the boy told him to wait where he was, Jamison rose to stand and offered him a nod in the affirmative."II've not plans on leaving young man." when the boy came back with his sunflower seed and plopped down, the wizard lowered to kneel down again.  so he could better see the seed. eyes up to the young boy."I'm looking, go on ahead."

killian waited until he was absolutely sure that jamison was watching.  then he closed his eyes and he breathed in and out.  three times, that's what his aunt caddy had taught him to help him focus.  once he was done with his three breaths he stuck his hands out and cupped them over the seed.  making a little house over the seed with his hands except for a tiny sliver of space between his small thumbs.  enough that he could see the seed.  he hunched down so he could see it even better, because aunt caddy told him that you had to look at things to better concentrate on them.  "eiri mor."  if jamison was an irishman he might recognize what killian said.  what killian said is just what the plant did.  at first the seed just twitched.  then it rolled over onto its side as it slowly split.  killian did just what arcadia told him to do to help things along, he repeated his magic.  "eiri mor!  eiri mor!"  the second swell of killian's will did the trick, and jamison would watch a stem unfold from the seed with a single infant root and a single infant bud.  "ta da!"  said the boy, who removed his hands with a big grin.

He rose his brows in surprise at the ability of the young boy, it was a small reaction, but it was a reaction and he couldn't have been more then four or five. the gift didn't often manifest as early as that, most often tended to pop up in the mid teenagers, even young adults." That is extraordinary young Killian... there are not many at all as young as you are, able to do that. your aunt  did well to nurture your gift. congratulations."

thank you mister!"  the boy was brimming with pride.  and remembered to even be polite and say thank you for the compliment.  catherine would have been proud of him.  it certainly would have made up for the fact that he spouted all that information about their family to a stranger.  killian very carefully picked up the infant stem between his finger and thumb and he held it out to jamison.  "this is yours.  aunt ar-cadia says to plant it right away.  little plants need soil to become big plants.  this plant will be very nice to you i promise."

Jamison held his hand out for the plant and smiled when he put the sprout in his palm." I'll make sure to get it planted right away." and he would. probably would go right outside and plant it outside of his window, since he didn't have any  planters in his room." one gift, deserves another... would you like to see some more magic?" of course he planned on giving killian a real gift, but nothing said he couldn't show the boy some magic while he did. and of course it didn't escape his attention that killian had mentioned that Arcadia was his aunt, and that helped him see as to why he was able to sprout the plant.

killian's eyes got big at the prospect of gifts and magic.  these were both things he liked, and if you asked him he didn't get enough of either.  "okay!"  killian assumed the listening position that he had been taught.  sitting up straight and folding his hands in his lap he looked at jamison with his full concentrated attention.  "ready!"  just in case jamison didn't know what the ready position was, he let him know!

Jamison smiled brightly and laid his cane down in front of him between himself and the young boy.  a short breath and jamison channeled energy thought his fingers, which he hovered over the cane,drumming all eight fingers along the wood shaft, a light spreading down through the runes and carvings on the cane, each drum sending a different color. a small rhythm crating a rather fantastic light show for the boy, but that wasn't the good trick. he lifted a hand and slid it into his pocket, the other lifting more slowly bringing the colors floating into the sky trailing his movements. the other hand came out with a bit of flint. which he tossed underneath his other hand where it stayed suspended, and came to life, sparkling up like a firework."

killian's eyes got as wide as saucers and he didn't say in the listening position for long.  bouncing on his bottom he clapped his hands together and cheered with all the enthusiasm a young boy could have.  which was a lot!  with all his bouncing around it was a wonder that he was still sitting down.  "teach me teach me i'm next!"  killian got onto his knees, holding out both of his hands and expecting that jamison would teach him the trick.  that was the trap of showing things to killian.  he wanted to be able to do the thinks adults showed him just as well as the adults could do them.  it was a trait that his infant sister was also already showing signs of.

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