12-22-2011, 06:44 PM
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He was still wary of Io and her unpredictable temper and thought pattern. Ever since their argument or rather lack of argument over her going to see Shurui the two had been civil to each other but that was about it. Then once the children had been born the russet and white woman had seemed to settle and release a lot of her anger and tension but the man himself refused to be cowed for who knew what games she was playing and what the eventual outcome would be. The child that was without a doubt his wriggled around in his lap one last time before obeying his mother and sliding from his knees,
"You have been good boys for your Madre?" They gave him identical cheeky grins that proved they had been clowning around like they usually did. The giant laughed at the display and turned his eyes to Io. Some of the laughter and spirit drained from his eyes as he did. Their relationship was nothing special, it was broken and damaged with both of them at fault for the cracks that were so obvious he wouldn't be surprised if the children guessed it too. These children had not been made with love but they had been born into it even if their parents didn't love or even particularly like each other. His voice was again heavy with the accent of the Spaniards as it did often regress to when he spent a lot of time away from others.
"I have been good. The stables are almost finished." It was rather shallow really, he pretended to share things with her and she pretended to care about the answers. He waved off her apology, when he had been this age, not that he remembered it, from the stories told himself and his siblings had always been bugging either their father or mother.
He was still wary of Io and her unpredictable temper and thought pattern. Ever since their argument or rather lack of argument over her going to see Shurui the two had been civil to each other but that was about it. Then once the children had been born the russet and white woman had seemed to settle and release a lot of her anger and tension but the man himself refused to be cowed for who knew what games she was playing and what the eventual outcome would be. The child that was without a doubt his wriggled around in his lap one last time before obeying his mother and sliding from his knees,
"You have been good boys for your Madre?" They gave him identical cheeky grins that proved they had been clowning around like they usually did. The giant laughed at the display and turned his eyes to Io. Some of the laughter and spirit drained from his eyes as he did. Their relationship was nothing special, it was broken and damaged with both of them at fault for the cracks that were so obvious he wouldn't be surprised if the children guessed it too. These children had not been made with love but they had been born into it even if their parents didn't love or even particularly like each other. His voice was again heavy with the accent of the Spaniards as it did often regress to when he spent a lot of time away from others.
"I have been good. The stables are almost finished." It was rather shallow really, he pretended to share things with her and she pretended to care about the answers. He waved off her apology, when he had been this age, not that he remembered it, from the stories told himself and his siblings had always been bugging either their father or mother.