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SING, GODDESS, OF THE RAGE OF ACHILLES
Bastille spent more and less time with the kids than he had anticipated. On one hand, when he'd first learned about the pregnancy, everything had been relatively good. It was simply accepted that he would spend a lot of time with the kiddos, looking after them, because they were practically his siblings. But tension with Suiteheart made things a little awkward sometimes, and for a while there, he wasn't sure if he'd seen them so much. It turned out that he did: not all the time, such as when Suite had them, but he saw them solo and still looked out for them even when their mother was around. It was... a pleasant balance.
He yawned as he arrived, a few paces behind Margy. His gaze found Si, tucked behind Coop, and he offered him a small smile in greeting before he settled. He had no idea what this was for, or what he was doing here in particular if both mothers were present to reside of matters, but he would never turn Si down. Or Coop, for that matter. "Hey, Si. Whatcha doin' back there?" he greeted, after a vague nod to the others.
He yawned as he arrived, a few paces behind Margy. His gaze found Si, tucked behind Coop, and he offered him a small smile in greeting before he settled. He had no idea what this was for, or what he was doing here in particular if both mothers were present to reside of matters, but he would never turn Si down. Or Coop, for that matter. "Hey, Si. Whatcha doin' back there?" he greeted, after a vague nod to the others.
[b]BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS — ASTRAL SERAPH — THE ASCENDANTS — TAGS
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]