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Ramon Salazar ([personal profile] 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...flails waits for a solution to present itself.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, come on. He didn't really expect her to let that comment about becoming a hormonal milkbag slide, did he?

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.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Cheerfully,

"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.

[identity profile] randomsbastard.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Burble."

A flailing hand attempts to grab sunglasses. Anybody's sunglasses.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, Bianca's are in reach. She winces, and just takes them off to let the baby play with them before glancing at Ramon.

"Well, maybe if you refrain from saying I'm going to turn into a hormonal milkbag, I'll be nicer." She points out, sweetly.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"And that wasn't a joke?" Bianca asks, gesturing with her head slightly back towards the girls. "Really, you do have no sense of humour."

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-19 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"She looks to be about twelve or so. And...she was tortured. Traumitized. A pretty thing, so I'll leave it to your imagination to say 'how'."

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Because he wants to get her soul back first."

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"We only can if we can prove that she's a danger to herself or us." She says with a sigh.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
And now there is a slightly awkward silence.

Lovely.

Bianca is possibly a bit too worried about her sunglasses to actually attempt to do anything about it, though.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I know...I have two nephews under the age of two." Although she does shift Martin onto her hip and attempt to take her sunglasses back.

It...doesn't really work.

[identity profile] abotticellilady.livejournal.com 2006-03-20 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I do. It's...a long story with Joshua, but Andrei was adopted." Bianca doesn't entirely get how Joshua is the son of a god, but also part vampire and why he has wings and, really, she's not about to explain that Ramon.

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."