Goldilocks

Izaak · 08-27-2010, 06:37 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jacoby; 675 words

When the boy slept he could pretty much prove to be dead to the world, much like his own father. After all Cotl had been able to complete a few tattoos while Marik had been passed out. The same would probably be able to happen with Izaak as well. While the boy might not look like his father he did share quite a few aspects with him. Quite a few habits that they both had. Like the mood shifts, the only thing was that Izaak didn't know about his own. He took on a whole different personality while still sticking with the same name. And he could remember nothing at all from these times. From these moments of altered perception. It was these similarities that suggested whom the boy should belong to.

Izaak frowned as he wasn't given a real answer. "Aber ich will es sehen!" The boy whined out the words. Clearly he wasn't too used to being told no. While he might not get everything that he wanted he wasn't exactly ever told no either. Actually he was usually ignored and it was waited until his attention was on something else. And that didn't usually take too long so long as his attention wasn't brought back to the previous subject. But it wasn't like Cotl would know this trick when having only just met him. It had to be a trick that he would eventually learn about after dealing with the child for awhile.

Also like his father Izaak didn't even think about personal space before acting. No, he wanted to know just what his mother had been talking about and so he reached to try and find it. To try and see for himself just what his mother had described to him. Had compared him to on numerous occasions. Izaak wanted to know if he really was an inept as his mother had made him out to be. Was he really lacking in comparison to his uncle? "Bitte lassen sie mich sehen?" He tried to put on his best cute face to try and make his Unky Cotl give in to his demands. Tried to use an expression that worked on his a small amount of times.

The Canada question was actually a surprisingly easy one to answer. "Vaters liebhaber." Of course that could be anyone just about. Though most likely one of the one's that he had been with just before he left Germany in search of Cotl. Or perhaps even the one that had visited here and ended up returning to Germany. One way or another it had been one that Marik knew of.

"Mutter sagte." Another really easy to answer question. At least in Izaak's mind. His mother said it and so he believed it. It had never been broken down and explained to him because he just so readily believed. He didn't try to question it at all. "Mutter sagte Sascha sieht aus wie du." There, another little tidbit. Another little something that he had overheard. "Aber nicht so groß wie du." It could only be guessed at what exactly Izaak was talking about. Or really what he was repeating from what his mother had said.

What was there for the child to share? There were so many different things that he had been told. "Mutter sagte du sprechen seltsame." The child paused to ponder other things that he had been told. "Es macht Mutter glücklich, wenn ich mit meinem Bruder und Schwestern zu spielen." Or such was the excuse that was given to him. "Mutter sagte Mutter liebt mich, wenn Mutter und mir zusammen spielen." The child was trying to come up with everything that he had been told. There were things that were said that he wasn't meant to hear because he should be sleeping. There were things that had been said to his siblings. He had months worth of things to go over. Though it always tended to narrow down on a single subject. "Mutter bekommt wirklich verrückt wenn wir laut sind. Mutter mag schweigen."

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