Ramon Salazar (
latino_menace) wrote2006-03-19 07:05 am
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OOM: Beach. Baby. Bianca....yeah
Ramon's more than happy to disappear while Arithon and Random do their thing with magic and souls. He's a little less comfortable with having to entertain a kid while they do so.
Hmmm. Beach. There's a lot of sand. He has no blanket to put the kid on and has the vague notion that putting him down without one would be Frowned Upon. Also, how does one put sunscreen on a baby that's wearing clothes anyway.
Ramon does the sensible thing. He stands and...
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She sighs, just enough to be perfectly annoyed and long-suffering. Walking over, she takes Martin out of Ramon's frozen arms.
"Come on, sweetie, lets go for a walk and leave daddy to chat up the pretty girls, okay?" Giving them all a smile, she hitches her bag around and starts walking back up the beach.
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'Sorry about her. She's just mad because her husband is back at their house with another guy right now, if you know what I mean.'
Seeing as they've already been given the impression that he's something of an asshole by wanting to get custody of a kid for revenge, the news that he's with another man's wife possibly detracts from what he's saying.
...in fact, he realises, that he's now given the impression that Bianca is only with him because her husband is gay, which wasn't the intention at all. Time to cut his losses, he thinks, especially as they now seem to be feeling sympathetic to Bianca, and not him.
Damn her.
He makes his excuses and leaves them muttering about how men can be such bastards - which is true, but not what he'd been aiming for at all - and catches up to Bianca. Who gets a sour expression, obviously.
'Enjoy that did you?'
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"Si." Martin is currently in serious contemplation of the pearls strung through her golden hair, so Ramon probably can't kill her without hurting the baby.
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'Honestly, five hundred years of this? Just kill me now.'
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A flailing hand attempts to grab sunglasses. Anybody's sunglasses.
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"Well, maybe if you refrain from saying I'm going to turn into a hormonal milkbag, I'll be nicer." She points out, sweetly.
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'You're kidding me, right? That was a joke - and anyway, you are going to turn into an hormonal milkbag.'
Some people just never learn.
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'My sense of humour is just fine,' he says, then waves it off and points at Martin. 'Not too heavy for you?'
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'So what's with the girl? How old is she?'
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He sounds unconcerned. Because he is.
'Well, I guess I can see why it's not good for Arithon to be around her then. Why not put her in a hospital here somewhere?'
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Of course, then it occurs to him that it probably wouldn't be allowed anyway.
'Arithon wouldn't let her go to one I suppose.'
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Lovely.
Bianca is possibly a bit too worried about her sunglasses to actually attempt to do anything about it, though.
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'He'll probably attempt to eat those if you're not careful.'
No, seriously.
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It...doesn't really work.
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He hadn't known that. And he smirks at her attempts to retrieve her shades.
'You obviously haven't met this kid as an adult. If Bar were ever to run out of food, he'd just eat the bar. Never seen anything like it.'
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Possibly the mun is still rubbing her head over it, too.
"And, no, no I have not." Pause. "Martin, if you eat my sunglasses, just remember that there is only one witness."
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He glances at Bianca then, and frowns. 'Andrei? Like...Aeyrn's kid?'
He's the only Andrei he's heard of and he knows he was adopted out.
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