Nexus. The Black Dog Common Room and a Private Room. Meeting of Legacies and a New Arrival.

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yOp: *sitting on the Black Dog steps holding his head and looking a bit grim as a teen girl Legacy in a long green velvet gown and orange and purple fairy wings, and a young middle aged male Legacy in leisure slacks and a bright blue and orange Hawaiian shirt meet by his feet and greet each other cheerfully*

llvLegacy: *fussing over his alternate just a bit*

nexus Legacy: *doing the same to her male alternate*

yOp: *quietly, still holding his head* Guys, do you think you can fuss a little bit less? You're both fine.

nexus Legacy: *sheepish expression* Sorry.

llvLegacy: *ducks his head, blushing*

yOp: *rubs his temples and sighs. Looks like his head hurts*

nexus Legacy: *worriedly* Is something wrong, Oppy?

yOp: Between Kimahri sitting in there worrying himself sick, and Jetfire back behind the 'Dog getting up in his alternate's face and offering to rip the guy's wings off for making a crack about his new wife... My head feels full of static.

nexus Legacy: *sigh* I'll go talk to Kimahri. Blackout can handle Jetfire.

llvLegacy: *looks just a bit worried now*

yOp: *suddenly sits up* o.0??

nexus Legacy: *notices that and looks around* Is someone here?

llvLegacy: *distracted from his concern about Blackout* ?

yOp: There's another you back behind the building. She just put ants in the younger Jetfire's plating. Now the old guy's laughing himself dizzy.

llvLegacy: ... *face. Palm*

nexus Legacy: *scooting to go see this new alternate* *has a hunch she knows who it is*

yOp: *just about shoots up into the rafters of the porch as a girl squeals "Eeek!" behind the Black Dog*

llvLegacy: Ack!!!

bots on the porch: *laugh and look around after the funny Oppy reaction and the funny noise from out back*

mtmte Legacy: *squealing with joy upon realizing that it's the other her that came to visit that one time!*

nexus Legacy: *oofs as she's hugged*

llvLegacy: *slight wince*

yOp: *blinks, and then reaches down and offers llvLegacy his hand* Want to go see what happened?

llvLegacy: I'd better... Lumen would throw a fit if anything happened to his girl.

yOp: *gently picks him up, and then they're behind the building watching two girls squeal and jump up and down and hug each other as two Jetfires stare*

mtmte Legacy: *stops her jumping and squealing to give yOp and llvLegacy a puzzled look*

nexus Legacy: *chuckling muchly now*

Jetfire: ... So t'ere's t'ree o' th' lass?

yOp: *gently sets llvLegacy down* Three? No, not three.

rwJetfire: *looks over from where he's taken off a piece of his plating and is banging it on the ground* ??

Jetfire: *raised brow ridge* What d'ye mean, Lad?

llvLegacy: *confused now*

yOp: *grins and vanishes, only to reappear a moment later with a slender, furry young lady in his hands. That young lady is holding an excitedly squeaking and chatting furry baby* I mean this. *gently sets Yvette and her little armful down*

Jetfire: ... *connects the dots and starts laughing*

kvLegacy: *squeakerfit!*

mtmte Legacy: Awww! Fuzzy babby!

llvLegacy: *blink blink blink*

nexus Legacy: *soft little squee*

yOp: This is Yvette, handmaiden to the Queen Mother of the Schale Drachen. *bit of a slightly tired looking grin* You know who the lady in the blue dress and the flowered boonies is, right?

llvLegacy: ...

nexus Legacy: Going by what the old fart's reaction is, another alt. *small grin*

Jetfire: *rumbles at nexus Legacy for the sass. Ignore the amused twinkling of his optics*

mtmte Legacy: *strides right over to Yvette and kvLegacy, long, black leather qipao swishing softly against her black and grey crisscross pattern tights* Happy babby.

Yvette: *shy kitty smile* *softly* She's always happy.

mtmte Legacy: Hadda good lunch. *nodnod* Lotsa happy.

kvLegacy: *so much squeakerfit! Wants to visit!*

Yvette: *in her gentle way* Would any of you like to hold her?

nexus Legacy: *nods and moves to approach*

mtmte Legacy: *soft squee* Eee, soft babby! *is gently touching kvLegacy's hand while the little one's other hand has hold of a finger*

yOp: *changes to human, his eyes showing a lot less pain now* Anyone want ice cream?

Yvette: *shy perk as she makes sure that kvLegacy's leap lands safely in a set of loving arms*

mtmte Legacy: ... Got pistachio?

nexus Legacy: *giving her tiny, fuzzy alternate lots of loving cuddles*

kvLegacy: *squeaks and chatters happily, has her tail in one hand and is telling you all about it!*

llvLegacy: *moves to approach, curious about the fuzzy*

yOp: They have everything here. Including antifreeze.

rwJetfire: *bangs his plating a couple more times, then puts it back on and heads inside* That sounds good. You want any, old timer?

Jetfire: Aye. *swats rwJetfire*

rwJetfire: *snerks and keeps going* I'm payin'.

yOp: *watches them go, and then looks at the Legacies*

llvLegacy: *just got clung to by a fuzzy bitty who wanted to visit* *looks absolutely terrified*

kvLegacy: *chatter, squeak, purr*

mtmte Legacy: *absently singing something in Asgardian, is contemplating feeding Loki more alcohol-infused noms*

nexus Legacy: *giving her black-haired counterpart a wary look*

yOp: Hold off on that, Legacy. There's enough mayhem in that reality right now. Besides, you need to be at the Helicarrier in two hours. *grin*

mtmte Legacy: Aw. 'Kay.

Yvette: *softly, to llvLegacy* Rub her back, sir.

llvLegacy: *hesitant and careful as he rubs the fuzzy's back*

kvLegacy: *itty bitty purrrrrr*

yOp: Come on, guys. Ice cream!

mtmte Legacy: :D *gonna herd alternates and the sissy of the fuzzy alternate!*

nexus Legacy: *squeaks and then laughs as she's herded*

kvLegacy: *snuggles and purrs*

llvLegacy: *doing his best not to stumble as he's herded*

yOp: *brings everyone just the ice cream they want. Including baby's bottle full of the unfrozen vanilla mix* *grins as he sets them down in front of everyone*

kvLegacy: *so much squeakerfit! Dooood, there's a bottle!!!*

mtmte Legacy: *ducks her head for a few moments before digging in and nomming on pistachio ice cream and a sugar cone*

Yvette: *gives silent thanks, then tastes the salty goodness of her parfait and purrs softly*

nexus Legacy: *enjoying her lavender cone*

llvLegacy: *giving mtmte Legacy a wary look over his raspberry cone. He can tell she's plotting something*

kvLegacy: *happy bitty with her bottle of vanilla*

yOp: *to llvLegacy* -Don't worry, she's going to be too surprised to pull it off.- *has a big slurp of his waffle cone full of pumpkin pie flavour with gummie bears and then looks around*

llvLegacy: *blink blink*

nexus Legacy: *slight smirk at llvLegacy's expression, returns attention to her cone*

mtmte Legacy: *absently* Roddibutt's notta bic lighter. Needs to quit teasin' Maelstrom.

yOp: *chuckles without turning back* He's learning to be all he can be.

mtmte Legacy: *thrrpt* Not Army Reserve, either.

yOp: *quietly* Nope, just a man exploring his power.

mtmte Legacy: And drivin' Minimus bonkers.

nexus Legacy: Minimus?

yOp: That's part of being a dad. I even do it to mine. *to the little blonde* Minimus Ambus. Nightwish's new dad.

nexus Legacy: Ah. *small nod*

llvLegacy: *soft ack as kvLegacy decides she wants to try what Bubby has*

Yvette: Careful, baby. He isn't used to little babies yet. *offers llvLegacy a napkin*

llvLegacy: *awkward but gentle as he cleans the little one's face*

kvLegacy: *squeakerfit*

llvLegacy: *soft fuss as he notices the ice cream drips on kvLegacy's dress*

Yvette: No worry, sir. Optimus asked me to dress her for eating. The little dress wipes clean. *gentle, shy, but reassuring smile*

llvLegacy: Oh.

nexus Legacy: *soft chuckle*

mtmte Legacy: *contemplative look*

yOp: You won't have time to feed the chocolate to Thora, Legacy. Besides, it doesn't affect her except to gross her out. *still looking around the interior of the tavern*

mtmte Legacy: ... Darn.

nexus Legacy: *facepalm* Leave Tony alone for now. *has a feeling she knows why you were thinking about feeding Thora chocolate, alternate!*

mtmte Legacy: Thrrrpt.

llvLegacy: Wait, what?

kvLegacy: *chirrrup?*

yOp: *turns and glances at llvLegacy* This Legacy works with the Avengers.

llvLegacy: *jaw drops*

kvLegacy: *checks to see if Bubby needs more noms* *pokes bottle into open mouth!*

llvLegacy: *startled squeak*

nexus Legacy: *looks* o.0

mtmte Legacy: *snickerfit*

yOp: *grins*

Yvette: Oh no, Legacy. He's too big for your bottle.

kvLegacy: *chirrup*

Yvette: *shows the baby a spare spoon*

kvLegacy: *puzzled chirp and chatter*

Yvette: *scoops up a bit of her own parfait, and then offers it to the baby by way of explaining*

kvLegacy: *so much chatter and squeaky talk*

Yvette: See? This is what big people eat with. Well, other than Brother when he's stayed up too late with his books.

kvLegacy: *will reach for the spoon*

Yvette: *encouraging smile*

yOp: *looks at llvLegacy* *gently* Think of her like Sora. Remember when she sat on your lap at dinnertime the other day?

llvLegacy: *small nod*

kvLegacy: *gonna 'talk' to the spoon!*

yOp: *nods to llvLegacy, and then looks to the girls* He works with his reality's version of the X-men. He's one of Optima Prime's right hand men.

nexus Legacy: *nods* I've been to that reality a few times, with Lumen.

mtmte Legacy: Thrrrpt.

kvLegacy: *gonna taste test the noms on the spoon, kthx*

yOp: And this Legacy's had a close encounter with something called the tessaract. Now she's... *thinks, and then smiles as the right words come to him* Now she's as buggy as that one girl Fireflight, and for about the same reason.

nexus Legacy: *slight wince. Has researched the tesseract in the Nexus Library, knows it's bad news*

llvLegacy: Tesseract?

mtmte Legacy: Bad juju.

kvLegacy: THRRRPT! *looks to see if she said right for the conversation*

yOp: So she marches to the drummer few can hear.

mtmte Legacy: *as she ganks a bite of lavender ice cream from nexus Legacy* No, dancing.

yOp: Same difference. *slight grin*

mtmte Legacy: Thrrpt. Is difference. Marching means you fall on your butt if the music stops.

nexus Legacy: *snickerfit, remembers a story Den told her about her high school experiences*

llvLegacy: ... She's right. Best way to trip up marching band students is to play music, then randomly stop it.

yOp: *expression says it might not have been a good idea to teach him this*

mtmte Legacy: *brat grin for yOp* *is considering doing the same to Captain America to see if he stumbles*

yOp: *looks at her, and then his mischief rivals hers, and is directed toward her*

mtmte Legacy: Thrrrpt.

yOp: *chuckles. Then winces and offers her his waffle cone, empty of ice cream and gummie bears* I have to go fix something that won't stop jangling.

mtmte Legacy: Bring duct tape. *nods and reaches for the offered cone*

yOp: *softly* It won't help. *then grins slightly* I think Baby's ready to move on and visit the next of you.

mtmte Legacy: *looks over* Gimme. *holds hands out for the fuzzy babby*

llvLegacy: *will carefully transfer kvLegacy to mtmte Legacy*

kvLegacy: *chirrrrrrrrup?*

mtmte Legacy: *offers the waffle cone for the babby to suck on*

yOp: *grins at the bitty, then nods politely to Yvette and vanishes* *reappears back in the private dining room where a big blue man is once more worrying all the local Guardian Fae sick* Kimahri, do you know how loud you are?

Kimahri: *sheepish expression is a go as he rumbles a soft apology*

yOp: *looks at Jenny, who is sitting and wrinkling her muzzle in a frown at the big man*

Kimahri: *more sheepishness*

yOp: *softly* You've worried so much that even she's noticed it.

Kimahri: *so much abashedness*

Jenny: *soft little sad and asking sound*

yOp: Alright. I can do that. I'm hearing a yes. *nods and then looks back to Kimahri* She's wishing.

Kimahri: *puzzled look*

yOp: She can't think very much or well, but she feels that if you can see the baby and hold him that you'll be happy again. She's wishing for the baby to be born so that you can see him and hold him.

Kimahri: *ears up with surprise, soft rumble*

yOp: You better go get a blanket. I can make him be born and here, but I can't dress him.

Kimahri: *nods and goes to get the blanket. Will also swing by the Nexus Mall to get a few things he's been told are essential for a new baby, such as diapers and diaper covers*

yOp: -Remember to get ones for thin tails.-

Kimahri: *will do so* *soon returns with enough clothes to last until the baby's a bit bigger*

yOp: Good. Okay. *looks at Jenny*

Jenny: *wrinkles her muzzle and makes her little asking sound again* *then looks at Kimahri and points to yOp. Tell him! Tell him what she wants!*

Kimahri: *soft rumble, will look to yOp*

yOp: *deep breath, and then fills the air with sparkles* *Kimahri might feel a lurch and see the world dip and spin*

Kimahri: *does his best to keep his footing*

Jenny: *looks down as the sparkles stop and she feels something cuddled in her arms. Soft squeal of delight as she sees her baby there*

Kimahri: *soft rumble, will move to help Jenny dress the baby*

baby: *is a tiny thing, with a thick, fine fuzzcoat and big, soft brown eyes that will someday be orange like his mother's. Little hands grasp at air and fingers and his clothes as little hooves kick and a wee tail curls*

Jenny: *getting things turned around like she always does, but is happily confident that Kimahri will fix it like he always does*

Kimahri: *soft, pleased rumbling as he helps*

yOp: *softly* Did you notice Lumen moved out?

Jenny: *looks up as she hears the familiar name, and then looks around for Lumen. Doesn't see him, and turns her attention back to her son. Soft sounds*

Kimahri: *slight nod. Had noticed the teen packing, but he'd been so busy fussing over Jenny that he hadn't commented on it*

yOp: He's not mad at you. He was kind of glad for a reason to move into the nest he's making for his girl.

Jenny: *will take baby back as he fusses softly, then try and figure out how to give him something to eat*

yOp: *soft twinkles, and Jenny's wearing a different dress. One with a velcro flap that she can easily lift to feed her son*

Kimahri: *small nod, will help Jenny feed the baby*

yOp: *quietly* Do you want me to send the three of you home?

Kimahri: *quietly* Please.

yOp: *slight smile* Wish.

Kimahri: Wish for family to be brought home.

yOp: *will bring them home to the yurt on the factory roof, and then go tell Lumen about his new baby brother*

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