justice_is_blond: (A gentle smile)
Anders ([personal profile] justice_is_blond) wrote in [community profile] faderift2017-07-30 04:41 pm
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[Closed] Uncle Healer

WHO: Anders, Pel, Sina Jr.
WHAT: Checking up and hanging out
WHEN: Around now
WHERE: Pel's quarters
NOTES: Baby drool.




There are a few people on his regular rotation for following up and keeping an eye on. This is always the one he looks forward to, though, and he knocks on Pel's door with a little stuffed cat in hand. It's not the... prettiest, or the best-made ever, but it's cute in his opinion. Hopefully Little Sina will agree.

"It's Anders, may I come in?"

mythalenaste: (it was in this magic moment)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2017-07-30 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Pel is always excited for this visit. Any time someone comes in their capacity as family, really.

Little Sina has come to understand that vocalization is the way her kind communicate. She has not yet learned how to say words. Pel opens the door and passes her to Anders with a grin, while Sina is alert and babbling at something Pel just said (specifically, whether she was excited to see Uncle Anders).

"Always. She loves you." And it's true. Little Sina absolutely adores her Uncle Anders, and smiles for him easily when he plays.
mythalenaste: (where sand and shore)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2017-07-31 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Pel keeps grinning. "Are you hungry? I have fresh baked fish, if you'd like."

Baby gurgles again, eyes wide, clearly fascinated by the thing in her hands.

"Patterns and contrasts seem to be what she loves right now," Pel says as she begins to dish up a plate for Anders regardless of his answer. "And now she's been learning to use her hands, she's grabbing hold of everything."
mythalenaste: (the stars of heaven hovered)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2017-07-31 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Aaaa," Sina coos softly at the exact pitch Anders did. Pel sits at the adjoining side of the table.

"Tired. It's like every time I figure her out, she changes. Of course I wouldn't trade her for anything."
mythalenaste: (gan scíth 's á fadú go géar)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2017-08-09 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"The best sort of doomed." Pel leans in to tickle the baby's feet. An enormous, toothless grin spreads across her face.

"She likes this," Pel says happily. "And she likes your cat. Did you make it?"