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[jack_inthegreen]

Jack sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace, singing to his daughter in a language long gone. The words would seem familiar, though: all lullabies, are their core, are about the same thing.

Love you, precious child. Love you.

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[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Sarah had met Georgia before, a few days back when Gil had been reading her a story. So had the calico cat who still thought he was a kitten.

This was why the cat had no qualms about darting across the room to sit by Jack's feet, stretching up as high as he could get without picking his paws up off the floor.

Sarah, over at one of the smaller tables, working her way through lunch and a book, hadn't noticed yet.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack smiles at the cat and reaches down to scritch. "Squeak, isn't it? Do you know my Georgie?"

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Even though he was a good four or five times bigger than he used to be, he still had a tiny little voice, and he still said 'squeak'. Which he did quite emphatically.

Really he sounded a little bit like a squeaky dog toy.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack's not fooled by the crazy growing streak.

He lifts squeak up with one hand and settles him carefully on his lap, near the baby. "Say hello, it's okay."

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

Squeak leaned forward, snuffling at Georgia's toes. Mostly he was puzzled by the fact that she was a human, but still about the same size as he was, he hadn't known that they came in sizes.

It was right about then that Sarah realized he was missing and blinked up from her book. She smiled crookedly as she padded over, settling onto the end of the couch nearby, curling her feet up beside her, "I think she's the first baby he's seen." A pause, "And hi, how've you been?"

[jack_inthegreen]

"Very well--and busy," he says, nodding to the baby. "Have you met my daughter?"

[iamnotstorm.livejournal.com]

She nodded, smiling and reaching out to pet Georgia's hair lightly, causing Squeak to butt his head up under her hand for petting too, "I have, Gil was reading her a story a couple nights ago. Squeak introduced himself, and I got introduced a little while later."

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim is sitting some ways away with his own daughter. He hears the singing, and carries his daughter nearer to listen.

It's a very pretty voice, and a very pretty song.

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack smiles in greeting. "Who is this?"

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"Kelly." He lifts the dozing three-month-old to give Jack a better view of her. "Yours?"

[jack_inthegreen]

"Georgia." He beams down at her.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim comes a little closer and sits on a table, balancing his child in his lap. "Pretty name. Pretty girl," he says. "You sing well. What language?"

[jack_inthegreen]

"Thank you. It's a kind of proto-Gaelic. It was just . . . 'our language', in the old days, you know? And we were just 'the people.'" He shrugs. "Times were simpler then."

[gris_bug_man]

And Gil takes a seat next to his husband and daughter, humming and smiling with contentment.

[jack_inthegreen]

"Hello, my love," Jack says and leans over to kiss him.

[gris_bug_man]

"Hello," he says warmly afterwards before leaning over to kiss Georgia's forehead. "And hello to you, sweetheart."

[jack_inthegreen]

"Did you see the news?" He nods to the bulletin board.

[gris_bug_man]

He had not and so goes over to read the notice.

Returning, "That is wonderful to hear." He smiles at Georgia. "Children are precious gifts."

[jack_inthegreen]

"They are. And this one is longed-for and deeply desired, so it's doubly wonderful."

[inquisitivehero]

And a bouncy and yet nervous Hank McCoy comes over, a large mug of coffee in his hands and a grins on his face. He waits for a break in the music before speaking.

"Good morning, Jack, Georgia."

[jack_inthegreen]

"Good morning," Jack says, smiling too. Georgia just purses her lips. She'd probably greet him if she could.

[inquisitivehero]

(ooc: dont suppose you are on AIm today?)

Hank smiles.

"How are you two today?"

[jack_inthegreen]

[ooc: I'll sign on in a sec.]

"Very well. It's a beautiful day."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank smiles and opens his mouth, closes it, then just kinda plunges in.

"Ah, I was wondering... I am getting married on the 25th... and ah, we, Catherine and I, were hoping you would agree to perform the ceremony."

[jack_inthegreen]

Jack blinks a few times.

And then beeeeeeeeeams.

"I'd love to."