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Posted by Cafas on Nov 6, 2017 21:17:17 GMT -6
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Team Leader of the X-Men
Member of AV!Haven
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Hetero with notable exception
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Mar 7, 2020 21:43:37 GMT -6
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He was free and running! So fast! Fast as his legs could go! Then he jerked to a stop and it hurt.
Why had she stopped. Rowan pulled her forward again. She wasn't listening to Dad, they had to run inside!
"Come oooooooon." He whined in annoyance.
He tried again, gave another tug, and there was suddenly no more weight. Rowan stumbled forward and fell, holding hard shells.
Well that's gonna be a mess...
Despite his warning, Rowan tugged. Of course he tugged, Cafas had known that would happen really. He hadn't so much expected Kalos' fingers to come off. Not the rest of them anyway. Actually, maybe he should have seen that one coming too. He did his best not to panic, panicked a little, and then did his best to hide that. The tentacle hand was just another thing to add to the list of weird mutation stuff he'd seen. Actually, that was almost alien enough to throw a guy that had lived in a mutant school. Had he not been in parent mode it probably would have.
Rowan sat and looked at the fingers in his hands, then to Kalos, then to Dadfas.
The shock faded, and the tears started. He threw the finger bits away in fear and confusion.
"Wha- why- wha- Aaaaaaaaah"
Oh dear. That wasn't attention cry, that was real. Good, two overwhelmed children, as if one hadn't been enough. At least he knew he could safely pick Rowan up. He had some real doubts after watching Kalos' fingers come off that her body would take her weight. Boy did he ever have enough experience in that area. Actually, Maya would have been incredibly useful under the circumstances. Though that would probably just freak her out so much more, but then, it hopefulyl wouldn't damage her. The situation needed dealing with.
"Hey, hey, Kalos, it's okay sweetie, you're safe." He didn't really have a better option. "Just hold tight, I'm here, I have the sky, you take your time." He trotted the couple steps to Rowan and bent down. He could pick Rowan up. He wrapped an arm under the boy and lifted him up so he could bury his wet black nose into Cafas' shoulder. The boy clung around Cafas' neck as tightly as his little body could manage. Okay, that was one semi dealt with. With his free hand Cafas fished out his phone and dialed Maya. The speed dial had been such a good decision.
"Hey sweetie, you at the Mansion? I could use some back up."
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