So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
[Saphuno sits at the bar, holding a child that appears to be between the age of a newborn and a toddler. The child is white with black splotches of fur, and has demonic appearing ram-like horns. She and Damian have created a jackolope.
Damian walks into the kitchen, a smile more genuine than anything he’s ever had in his face, making some food for both of them, a newly found father. He leans on the counter, looking at his family, just existing at peace.
The child in Saphuno’s arms stirs gently, almost as if she can sense her father’s presence. Saphuno coos gently, easing the child. She smiles at Damian, whispering gently. “Hello, love…”
He reaches out a hand to simply touch the face of his daughter, whispering too “Hello beautiful.” He walks into the kitchen, grabbing some fruits and vegetables gently, beginning to grind them into a mush for when she’s hungry “Are you feeling okay?”
[Saphuno sits at the bar, holding a child that appears to be between the age of a newborn and a toddler. The child is white with black splotches of fur, and has demonic appearing ram-like horns. She and Damian have created a jackolope.
Damian walks into the kitchen, a smile more genuine than anything he’s ever had in his face, making some food for both of them, a newly found father. He leans on the counter, looking at his family, just existing at peace.
The child in Saphuno’s arms stirs gently, almost as if she can sense her father’s presence. Saphuno coos gently, easing the child. She smiles at Damian, whispering gently. “Hello, love…”
He reaches out a hand to simply touch the face of his daughter, whispering too “Hello beautiful.” He walks into the kitchen, grabbing some fruits and vegetables gently, beginning to grind them into a mush for when she’s hungry “Are you feeling okay?”
Domino stirs gently once more, face softening. Saphuno sighs, rubbing her own head. "I'm so tired..." Her voice and the sleepless wrinkles in her face tell this story well enough, she could well fall asleep at the bar.
He sighs, understanding the tiredness, he puts one hand onto her “I can stay with Domino for a bit, so you can rest.” He knows she has been working hard the past few days, and has been helping her the best that he possibly could, just trying to be the best husband of all.
[Saphuno sits at the bar, holding a child that appears to be between the age of a newborn and a toddler. The child is white with black splotches of fur, and has demonic appearing ram-like horns. She and Damian have created a jackolope.
Damian walks into the kitchen, a smile more genuine than anything he’s ever had in his face, making some food for both of them, a newly found father. He leans on the counter, looking at his family, just existing at peace.
The child in Saphuno’s arms stirs gently, almost as if she can sense her father’s presence. Saphuno coos gently, easing the child. She smiles at Damian, whispering gently. “Hello, love…”
He reaches out a hand to simply touch the face of his daughter, whispering too “Hello beautiful.” He walks into the kitchen, grabbing some fruits and vegetables gently, beginning to grind them into a mush for when she’s hungry “Are you feeling okay?”
Domino stirs gently once more, face softening. Saphuno sighs, rubbing her own head. "I'm so tired..." Her voice and the sleepless wrinkles in her face tell this story well enough, she could well fall asleep at the bar.
He sighs, understanding the tiredness, he puts one hand onto her “I can stay with Domino for a bit, so you can rest.” He knows she has been working hard the past few days, and has been helping her the best that he possibly could, just trying to be the best husband of all.
At his touch, she feels calm, and gently, she surrenders the child to him. "You sure you can take care of her?..."
He takes the child gingerly in his arms, rocking them softly back into a pleasant slumber “Don’t worry, I was a pirate, I can handle a child… I hope.”
[Saphuno sits at the bar, holding a child that appears to be between the age of a newborn and a toddler. The child is white with black splotches of fur, and has demonic appearing ram-like horns. She and Damian have created a jackolope.
Damian walks into the kitchen, a smile more genuine than anything he’s ever had in his face, making some food for both of them, a newly found father. He leans on the counter, looking at his family, just existing at peace.
The child in Saphuno’s arms stirs gently, almost as if she can sense her father’s presence. Saphuno coos gently, easing the child. She smiles at Damian, whispering gently. “Hello, love…”
He reaches out a hand to simply touch the face of his daughter, whispering too “Hello beautiful.” He walks into the kitchen, grabbing some fruits and vegetables gently, beginning to grind them into a mush for when she’s hungry “Are you feeling okay?”
Domino stirs gently once more, face softening. Saphuno sighs, rubbing her own head. "I'm so tired..." Her voice and the sleepless wrinkles in her face tell this story well enough, she could well fall asleep at the bar.
He sighs, understanding the tiredness, he puts one hand onto her “I can stay with Domino for a bit, so you can rest.” He knows she has been working hard the past few days, and has been helping her the best that he possibly could, just trying to be the best husband of all.
At his touch, she feels calm, and gently, she surrenders the child to him. "You sure you can take care of her?..."
He takes the child gingerly in his arms, rocking them softly back into a pleasant slumber “Don’t worry, I was a pirate, I can handle a child… I hope.”
"okay.." She says mindlessly as she slowly pads over to her room, the door shutting behind her as she crosses the threshold.
Damian continues to hold Domino, muttering to them as they make them some baby food, rocking them with one arm, using the other for grinding the food to a mush.
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Jason snatches out, dragging him into a sleepy hug
"Hiya, watcha doing" tycho asks, suddenly dropping down behind him
Their eyes soften even farther “You are far too much. What are you doing there?” He points a clawed finger to the painting.
Kelispo giggles, snuggling.
Scott jumps "TYCHO!" He hisses.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She laughs "I'm just me my friend." She looks over at the painting "A hobby of mine actually."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He hums softly, still waking up
"SCOTT!" He grins
He smiles, unnaturally sharp teeth “It is beautiful, you are very good at it.” He walks over, before sitting down in front of the painting.
*Anyone want to roleplay?*
*Oh no, am I alone?*
He reaches out a hand to simply touch the face of his daughter, whispering too “Hello beautiful.” He walks into the kitchen, grabbing some fruits and vegetables gently, beginning to grind them into a mush for when she’s hungry “Are you feeling okay?”
He sighs, understanding the tiredness, he puts one hand onto her “I can stay with Domino for a bit, so you can rest.” He knows she has been working hard the past few days, and has been helping her the best that he possibly could, just trying to be the best husband of all.
He takes the child gingerly in his arms, rocking them softly back into a pleasant slumber “Don’t worry, I was a pirate, I can handle a child… I hope.”
*TIRE IS FREED FROM ITS MUDDY WATERY HOME.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Well done, and welcome back.*
*I fell in the mud, found some glassware, and got my shoe soaked.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Damian continues to hold Domino, muttering to them as they make them some baby food, rocking them with one arm, using the other for grinding the food to a mush.