Sweet Ideas [Finished]

[carcinoGeneticist]

It would be impossible for Apocalypse to miss the look that Kazifel gave him, and he returned one that said "tough shit". He wasn't going to let his daughter get too far away from him, not when she was seemingly being juggled between three other things. The woman didn't seem like she'd intentionally do the little squirrel harm, but he didn't want to take any chances - after all, there were plenty of ways for her to unintentionally hurt Linnea. Dropping was high on the list, and from what he knew about Rosemary he wasn't willing to shrug off the possiblity that the woman had dropped babies before.

He glanced at Rosemary, however, considering her suggestion. Then he nodded. "That would be a good idea, yeah," he said vaguely. Anything to get Linnea closer to the ground. She seemed to be happy, so he was trying not to worry.

There was also the matter of what Kazifel had been once. That interested him more than he cared to admit, at least out loud. He wouldn't mind a chance to talk to him, but right now... Making sure Linnea was safe took precidence. "She likes you a lot," he said vaguely, biting the inside of his lip and tasting blood. Oops. He probably shouldn't let Femi see that.

[The Jenn]

"Oh, now that's a very good idea! Thank you, dear." Femi tossed the endearment out casually, cuddling the little squirrel close to her and dropping carefully to the floor. When it became apparent that she would have to either let go of Kazifel or remain hanging awkwardly on his arm, she made the tough decision and satisfied herself with leaning heavily against his leg. She continued to coo at the little girl, who could now settle much more comfortably across her furry lap and in the crook of her thighs.

"Who's a lovely little squeak-eak? Oh goodness, but you're precious. Schnoo-woo-wooo." She cooed over the child, pressing the doll close to her front paws so that they were both pretty much holding onto him. "She likes me because she is a precious little darling and she knows that I just love sweet little things like her, now isn't that right, little darling?" She didn't look at Pale, having had quite enough of his creepy human face, and so missed the teeth and the blood. It was for the better.

[Kari Muffin]

Linnea was giggling quite a bit as she played with the pretty white squirrel and her fuzzy toy. Not many people talked to her like this, so she was going to get as much attention as possible while it was happen. She gave a happy squeak when she reached the floor. More room to have fun.

The little squirrel nuzzled up against the stuffed animal and Femi. "Fun!" she said brightly.

Kazifel felt himself almost hit the floor, but resisted just enough for Femi to release him from her death grip. As much as he enjoyed the adorable little girl and Femi getting up, his expression was something akin to being kicked in the shins by fate. He looked over to Pale with a raised eyebrow, "Would you like to help me in the kitchen? You're going to be staying the night, I assume. After all the Wood isn't a place you should travel come the evening hours. Man eating deer and all. And if it's a dinner for four and adorable little Linnea it's going to take more than just me to make things properly."

In all honesty Kazifel wanted the man away from his wife. She was clearly uncomfortable when he was hovering, and what if he set her off somehow? How would they deal with that.

Rosemary hopped off the couch and took a seat behind Linnea. "I'll watch these too while you two manly men make some dinner." She gave Pale a wide grin. "I would do it myself but I don't have any hands."

[carcinoGeneticist]

Apocalypse used his hand to brush at his lip, hiding the evidence of his anxiety. This was Rosemary's mother, he had to just keep reminding himself. Rosemary was watching as well, and for all that he was a pedophile, Kazifel didn't seem nearly as out of it as did his wife. Person. Thing.

Besides all of that, Linnea seemed content. That, above everything else, helped soothe his nerves, and he felt himself sighing deeply. The pair would play, Linnea might gain a new toy, and then they'd go home. Right? His face faltered noticeably as Kazifel began to speak, and he raised his hands. "I don't... Yeah. If it's not too much trouble, we will." He shot back a glance at Rosemary, fury in his eyes once more. They couldn't leave tonight, as much as he wanted to. It was too dark, too dangerous. Though... Maybe he could get to the Bog on his own. Feh, at least Rosemary wouldn't be able to follow him there.

"...Yeah, sure, I'll help." he looked up at the black-haired human again, some of the anger he was feeling bubbling over. He didn't want to be here in the slightest, and he really didn't want to be farther away from his daughter. He raised his hands and wiggled the fingers. "Hands, right. I'll warn you I haven't done a lot of cooking, so I won't be as much of a help as you're probably thinking." so saying, he stood to follow Kazifel and help him out with whatever it was he needed doing, flipping Rosemary the bird behind his back.

Bitch. Hands were good for more than cooking.

[Kari Muffin]

Kazifel gave the man another glance, and without another word moved towards the kitchen. Heart. King. Nobel. Stranger. Inside his house. Had to be civil though. He gave them a granddaughter.

Rosemary held back a snicker as she watched Pale leave the room. Flipped the bird or no she was amused.

Once they were in the kitchen Kazifel turned to look at the Heart. His expression was a bit blank as he debated on finding the words. Part of him just wanted to punch the man and use his Jack ability on him, the other part wanted to have a nice little conversation with him. "Firstly. You are in my house so I suggest you don't get that close to my wife again unless you want to be thrown out and left for the Jubjub birds. She doesn't like outsiders and I don't want her to have an episode. As you can see she's clearly... not right anymore."

Kazi's eye twitched as her ran his fingers through a bit of his hair. "You're only in here so we can talk and so my wife doesn't burst into tears because of the blood running down your mouth." He grabbed a towel and threw it at him. Then the Club promptly opened a few cabinets, starting to actually cook.

[carcinoGeneticist]

Well, this was interesting. Apocalypse fought back a sneer, covering it with the hand he was using to try and wipe up the blood. So he was going to be threatened, hm? "It's hard to miss, Sir," he said in response to Femi's not being right. His orange eyes were locked on the man, noticing how utterly anxious he looked. "In light of that, I'll thank you to see that my only reason for keeping close was to make sure my daughter was safe. I don't care how much you trust her, I just met her and she doesn't even seem to realize that Linnea is actually related to her."

From one insane family to another. Apocalypse couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever meet a nice girl with a normal family and no raging mental disorders. It didn't entirely seem likely.

"Pardon the bluntness." he said as he caught the towel, daubing at his lip and flinching slightly. "Look, I want to leave as badly as you want me gone, but I'm not going to do anything that puts Nea at risk. She's... very important." there was a slight strain in his voice as he said it, body shifting so that he faced Kazifel again.

Clubs. Feh. If it was just him, he would have left already, consequences be damned. He glanced down at the towel, then moved over to the sink, running cool water over it and putting it back against the wound. "Thanks for the towel. I'm still not entirely used to how weak human bodies are."

Let the ex-Doll interpert that as he would.

[Kari Muffin]

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Kazi paused in mid-motion as he looked at the man. He debated on using a power on him, and promptly decided he wasn't worth the trouble. The man was just a jackass who thought he was better than everyone. Heart pride or some nonsense like that. If he said anything important he would make note.

He rolled his eyes at the comment. Didn't want to hear about false apologies. It was just a bunch of utter bullshit.

Then he said something odd. Something that didn't quite fit with the rest of the conversation. Weak human bodies? He closed his eyes for a moment as he fulled one of the pots with water. "Weak human body huh?"

Was it really all that bad. "She wasn't... always like that. She was different when she met me. I guess she couldn't cope with reality so she went back to being a child. I kind of miss being a Doll sometimes now. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing anymore." He set the water on the stove. "I imagine my daughter told you only bits and pieces. She tends to leave the important parts out to save people from embarrassment."

[carcinoGeneticist]

Anger seemed to be everywhere in the kitchen. It would be even better if Rosemary was in there, then it would probably explode and boil over and make a spectacular mess of everything. He could still hear giggling, though, so things were going smoothly in one room at the very least. It was a good thing the little girl was so distracted, otherwise she might have noticed her dad's injury.

For a moment, Apocalypse hoped his comment about human bodies being weak would be passed over. They were, really, in comparison to the much more hearty biped or animal forms held by others. He had to learn that the hard way when it came to the bites he so liked to give during more intimate moments. But Kazifel pointed it out and the Heart sighed, bringing his hand up over his face and pushing his hair away for a moment. "Relatively speaking." he said in a half-assed sort of way.

Relatively speaking, it really was.

"Sometimes things happen and you can't deal anymore," he commented, leaning against the counter and feeling genuinely uncomfortable about the situation he was in. The man had been a doll. He felt like he should feel some variety of kinship with him, but he didn't know the full story. Had he always been a doll, as Apocalypse had always been a weapon? "She didn't tell me much more than that, no. I'm in a similar... She probably didn't mention anything about me, but..." It was too awkward, too much a story that was too personal for him to share with someone who just seconds before had been looking at him and seeming as though murder was first on his mind.

"Please, give me something to do so I'm not just standing here like a twat." he said. Boiling water? Did that mean pasta, or something else entirely? He just felt awkward standing there, talking to someone he didn't like and didn't like him while his daughter played with a crazy woman and the bitch who'd impregnated him. "Did Rosemary ever tell you about her friend? Rhiannon?"

[Kari Muffin]

"Similar? Part of me doubts that." Kazifel couldn't help but enjoy making him feel awkward. He partly deserved it for being so bold in a strangers house. His struggling words were enough to make the King of Club's lip twitch into a smirk. It quickly vanished as he focused on getting another pan from the cupboard.

"Can you peal some potatoes and quarter them?" Kazifel asked as he pointed towards the small bag of said potatoes. Even if he didn't know how to cook that was a pretty simple task. The man walked back over to the ice box, and pulled out a small bag of chicken thighs. There were clearly more than enough for two people, so it was probably originally meant to keep them fed for a while. However, they had guests, and frankly Kazifel was slightly thankful.

"She talked about Rhiannon often. Rosemary... doesn't have a lot of friends, so she held her very near and dear to her heart." Kazifel glanced at Pale. "Last time she came here without incident she was upset that she hadn't heard from her. I'm assuming you're related to Miss Rhiannon or...?"

[carcinoGeneticist]

When Apocalypse turned to glance at Kazifel, it was with an exhausted and irritated expression. "Really. You'd be surprised." he said dryly, moving to take a potato. This was a task he could do without any real difficulty, so he quickly went about peeling them. Dicing them was the fun part, so he'd wait until they were all skinless before he started to cut. Then he could imagine the faces of all the nutters in this family on them before he chopped them in half. First Rosemary, then Kazifel, and finally a crazy little Femi, all chopped until he could mix them all up and put them together in interesting new ways. Hah. It was a simple pleasure, but pleasure all the same.

"Hm." he commented in regards to Rosemary not having many friends, as non-commital as he could manage. Chop. Oops, now she wouldn't have any friends on account of being bisected. "Related. That's one way to put it, yeah."

Apocalypse stopped his chopping and sighed, bracing his arms on the counter. Then he glanced back at the other man, catching his eye for a moment before turning away. Ugh, this whole situation... He knew why Rosemary had ushered them into a room together. She'd wanted for the two men to talk, to get things off their chest, to undergo a manly bonding session that would make it easier for Linnea to spend as much time as possible with her grandparents. That last bit was fair, he supposed, but everything else was not.

"I am... Rhiannon is.." he sighed, clenching a fist and trying not to see red. "I used to be Rhiannon's scythe."

Hah. He waited for the laughter.