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Unfortunately, Nate has tried. There was a great lake massacre, and now the poor coookie animals won't even venture near the window.

::Me too!:: Nate sang happily ::She tells stories!::

Rachel can't help but simply chuckle and flip the end of Doyle's braid almost teasingly across his nose before letting it be ::Welcome, I'd hate to see you needing to cut it::

Too bad there weren't pictures of the great lake massacre, as they would be funny. There aren't, right?

There's a wiggle of his nose and then a wince at the mention of cutting his precious hair. ::Cutting it would be a bad, painful thing to do.:: Not that it would be physical pain, but you get the drift.

He gives a small lift of a brow. ::Stories? What kind of stories?::

As a matter of fact, there are...only...not physical ones. Rachel starte to sneak the images to the edges of Doyle's mind. Trails of animals seeking higher ground as the Toddlers wobbly teke marches them across dangerous waters towards the woods...

The heroic struggles, the betrayal of the monkies...the giraffe's last stand...

...and the happy, happy fish.

::Picture stories! About princes and wars and swords and shadows and fighting and possession and colors and blood and tears and smiles and...::

::It would be a shame:: Rachel agreed quietly, weaving her words in a slightly "higher" stream than Nate's babble. ::You wouldn't be the only one hurt to see it cut::

And at the images, Doyles eyes shimmer with laughter. Because that is a too amusing sight.

There's an idle nod of Doyle's head because he's listening to both. ::In my Court, it is a punishment to have a sidhe's hair cut. And it would take forever to grow back.:: Not like he doesn't have the time, but that isn't the point.

He turns his attention back to Nate for a moment. ::What else besides stories does she do?::

Never let it be said that Rachel has never seen amusing struggles alongside the bitter ones.

::It was...alot like that in the camps. Your head was shaved when ever you annoyed a guard or whenever you were punished. If your headwas shaved it was that much harder to earn what small comforts being a whore could buy:: she shrugged.

Nate's eyes gleamed with childish delight, even as more crackers pun through the air ::She makes me take abath, and she makes me eat real food...and she loves me. She's really good at that:: he admitted proudly.

He gives a slightly sad smile. ::Sidhe's are the only Fae that can grow their hair long. Queen Andais does not allow any other Fae the luxury at least in the Dark Court. Let it never be said that some of our cultures have odd attachments.::

Doyle grins. ::Well baths and real food are important to grow up strong.:: Okay, so maybe baths aren't important to growing up to be strong, but you learn to love them, and they become more enjoyable. ::Love is always something that people and children should have.::

::I don't believe I'd like your Queen:: she admitted softly, the mental tones just a little dark around the edges, with the faintest hint of blood along the tongue. ::So very few rulers I've met manage to be...likable:: yep, that's Rachel being diplomatic.

Nate wrinkled his face at themention og good baths and bopped another cookie towards Doyle. ::Water is fun:: he admitted ::But not as fun as animal crackers! Unless there's bubbles...:: the childish thoughts sobered somewhat, the menta "tone" seeming to age incredible for the next comment ::Yes. Should. I love her and it helps her not be so sad. I'm a good brother::

::Absolute power corrupts.:: It's an idle saying, but true in most forms of ruling. ::You would like King Taranis, ruler of the Seelie Court, even less then. Queen Andais, while harsh at times, is more seeing of the big picture. King Taranis is harsher, but his main flaw is that he hides behind illusions. As long as it looks alright, it is.:: There's a hint around his words that might show that he feels Taranis is a fool, though even here and like this, he would never come out and say it.

Doyle catches the cookie, though it did come close to hitting him. And despite something being bopped at him, he's smiling. He gives a small bow of his head. ::Not being sad is a good thing. No one should be sad. And being a good brother is even better.::

::It can:: she agreed quietly. She's seen it...stars snuffed out in hunger and wild joy, the sheer feeling of riding the edge of such power...

Her mother's memories...

::For the sake of peace in the universe, never, ever let me follow you through a door home:: she chuckled, but there's a steely edge to the thought.

As for Nate, well, he rather enjoys people with a decent set of reflexes. It'd make an interestng game to see just how many cookies could be intercepted...in fact, the flotila is gearing up for an aerial strike when he begins to mull over Doyle's words. ::Some people should::

He gives a slightly twisted smile. He might just be contemplating what would happen if he did let her follow. ::I'll remember that.::

He's eyeing the cookies, watching to see what will happen next with them. No one ever really knows with a child. ::Why should some people be sad?::

Her own smile echoes his eerily, she's...always been a focal point of revolution, of salvation, of change. It would certainly be an interesting thing...

The cookies, oddly, fall to the floor and stay there, storm clouds gathering upon the toddlers face ::Some people are bad::

If not partially disastrous, due to most of the Fae structure being based on the hierarchy.

Doyle leans forward slightly, watching Nate a little carefully. ::Yes, they are. But that doesn't mean that they should always suffer for it.::

[ooc: AIM! you need to be on AIM!!!]

That which does not kill them...builds a better kingdom.

Nate...leaned forward, obviously being secretive as he glanced up at his sister. The words that come now seem tight, controlled, probably shielded from his sister ::Some do:: he sent bitterly, flashes of memories leaking through, dark blood and pain...and his sister.

[Can't :( D&D and all, I'm sneaking between stuff..you nee dto tag Liz into PLot though!]

The problem is, the Fae don't know what hold the essnece of what they are. Kill that section of beings and you kill them all.

There's a small sympathetic smile. Because really, he feels that children shouldn't be able to know of such things. ::You know far more than you should, little one.:: And there's a dark hand to ruffle Nate's hair in an attempt to lighten the mood somewhat.

[ =( Tomorrow, you be on? And, I shall, I wanted to talk to you before I threw her in!]

Unfortunate that, yeah, no Rachel coming to meet his people...as good as it may be for them in the long run...

::Don't tell Rachel:: he stated soberly. ::She hid most of it and I can't reach the rest:: he sighed, the cookies slowly rising once more.

[Should! We've got the arrival bit paused for Liz *nods happily*]

He could always see about bringing certain members of Fae in from his world once he's unbound to meet her instead.

There's a small nod, because if that's what he really wants Doyle will hold to it. Especially since the child had an adult attitude towards the matter. ::So how many different animals are there in the group of crackers.:: He's smooth in changing the subject.

[tagged! and I can't believe I missed all the fun you guys had last night. *sighs*]

Wel, if Doyle ever wanted her to speak to anyone...she can be persuasive.

::Every kind!:: he laughed hapily, letting the shadowed thoughts slide away. After all, until recently, Nate was far, far older...sometimes even now he remembers that.

[*cuddles* Wasn't so much really! I just got the plot outline up and the few arrival tags *nods* we was waitin for you!]

He gives a chuckle. ::Even aligators?::

He gives a grin at Rachel. ::Is that all he'd eat if he could?::

[*huggles* I have read the outline, and can't wait for the eating of the Hunter part... *whistles innocently* thank you for waiting!]

Nate wrinkled his face up once more, thinking...then with a flicker os sheer power and a strange popping noise, he triumphantly held an alligator. ::Yes!:: though it looked suspiciously like a crocodile.

::Yes:: she admitted, rolling her eyes with a fond smile. ::I wonder if he'll still love them a few weeks from now when he's grown up?::

Doyle studies the alli-dile with a grin. ::Was that in the swarm around you or did you just create that one to prove to me that you could?:: Because he's not really sure of the power or the lengths that the power can be used.

::Depends on how much he eats now?:: He's heard of kids over eating a food and then hating when older. Could happen with these.

Nate grinned ::Made it!:: kids are prone to showing off. Manipulating atoms and rearranging them, well...that's a nifty trick. Not something Rachel would ever show...but she could do it to. ::Want some more?::

Rachel just sighed, carefully keeping an eye on any he actually eats instead of floating around. ::Wish he'd like something better for him:: strange coming from the woman who forgets to eat...

Doyle gives a dark chuckle, though most of the dark is just shadow. ::What else can you make?:: He finds it amusing, though if Rachel gives him a sign, he'll fain lost interest to help Nate stop.

::Like rice or noodles?:: It's a genuinely curious question because he's not sure what's out there that kids might like and that's healthy.

And that's a hard question...one that Nate thinks over very hard. ::...anything I think...but it's hard to make big stuff. Andheavy stuff. And solid stuff...:: he noted. ::Want anything?:;

::I honestly have no idea what kids eat:: she admitted quietly. ::Maybe apples or something? Those are healthier. And peanut butter::

He gives a soft shake of his head. ::No, thank you. I'm very happy with what I have currently.::

He gives a small shrug to Rachel. ::That sounds about right? It's been so long since there has been a child in Court that I'm a little rusty on the small amount of knowledge I did posess once.::

::'kay:: Nate shrugged, starting to lose interest in his sisters friend...as long as said friend behaved himself anyway. He could be a very angry toddler if he even imagined someone slighted his sister...

::An entire court without kids?:: she asked softly. That...truly isn't healthy.