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[fiery_ring]

Carlotta is out back, lounging in the grass in the warm sunny afternoon.

Her young daughter toddles through the flowers, occasionally stopping to chase a butterfly, or to bring her mother back something she found on the floor.

"Thank you." Carlotta says, on receipt of her fifth pine cone, picking up the other four and juggling them. Molly watches, giggling.

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[ostro_goth]

Teja is walking along the lake shore; he is carrying something in his arms that seems to be wrapped in black.


[[OOC: Sorry for the late tag, but I wanted to give a heads-up to Norse!Loki-mun first, and get her agreement to have Teja run around with little Egil.]]

[fiery_ring]

[ooc: No worries :), that hat is hilarious]

"Teya!" Molly says, bouncing up to him and holding out a dandilion for him.

[ostro_goth]

Teja crouches down to accept the flower from Molly. The thing in his arms is a tiny baby, wearing something black and stripey, and a little knitted hat with a skull and crossbones.

"Thank you," Teja says, and looks at the flower.

[fiery_ring]

"Hallo." Carlotta gets up and comes over. "One of your little gothlanders?"

[ostro_goth]

"No," Teja says. "This is Weyland's grand-son, who was given to Pyrrha for safe-keeping. His name is Egil."

Egil is sleeping peacefully on Teja's arm and not interested in introductions at all.

[fiery_ring]

"Aww..." Carlotta says softly, peering at the baby.

"I cannot help but notice you are holding a baby, sir. You have seemed quite unnerved by them in the past."

[ostro_goth]

"I have been," Teja says, "but he is different to me, as are the children of my people from Gotland."

[fiery_ring]

"How long are you babysitting for then?" Carlotta asks.

[ostro_goth]

"Until they ask for him back, Weyland and his associates," Teja says.

[fiery_ring]

Blink. "Long term?"

Well that was a surprise.

[ostro_goth]

"We think so," Teja says.

[fiery_ring]

"Why did Weyland and his 'associates' have a baby if they weren't prepared to look after him?" Carlotta asks, frowning.

[ostro_goth]

"It was Weyland's daughter who had him; and none may know what she meant by it. Weyland decided to raise him, but to the smith-god, that means teaching him when he is old enough, so he was given to Pyrrha for the meanwhile," Teja explains.

[ikissdhimbck]

"Must be Carlotta."

A familiar voice calls from somewhere down the lane, behind the mother and daughter. Soon enough, Kate's joining them in the grass.

"Ain't nobody else can juggle the way you do."

[fiery_ring]

"Hallo Kate!" Carlotta smiles and continues to juggle.

"I used to know a man who could juggle a stack of custard pies." she adds. "Until he got into a sticky situation."

Molly scampers through the grass until she comes up to the strange lady, then peers at her through a bunch of flowers she's gathered.

[ikissdhimbck]

"My! I bet he was awful sweet, too. I hate t'hear of things gettin' messy."

With a glint in her eye, she lowers herself down next to her friend and turns her attention to Molly. She barely has to force the awe in her expression at all; she's such a pretty child, and Kate's always loved wildflowers.

"Howdy, Miss Molly. My, what pretty flowers!"

[fiery_ring]

"Pitty lady." Molly says, handing Kate the flowers. Well, sort of dropping them on her anyway. Her feet are bare, and her little dress is patched; both things Carlotta would endorse heartily as a good active child.

"Matta?" she turns to Carlotta, picks up a pine cone, and throws it up in the air. It drops on the floor and she crouches, picks it up, and does it again a couple times. Carlotta applauds accordingly.

[ikissdhimbck]

If Kate were afraid of getting a little dirty, she'd be an entirely different woman. As it is, she chuckles as the wind blows the wildflowers in her lap, a few getting caught in her vest and hair.

"Why, thank you, sugar. That's very sweet of you."

She starts collecting the flowers into a bunch while Molly juggles, whistling to show her admiration. She didn't get all that much chance to get to know Molly at Carlotta's vow renewal, what with Fern showing up and trying to take Li'l Will.

"How've you two been farin'? An' Will, of course."

[fiery_ring]

"We're well, thank you." Carlotta says. "Will's bought himself a wild colt and is having far too much fun getting himself thrown around. The circus is doing a good trade, and Molly is growing like a weed. How are you?"

[ikissdhimbck]

"Is this a new colt, since last we talked?"

There's a mixture of hope and concern in Kate's eyes. She'd like to ask if Dr. Crowe got in touch with Carlotta, but not before exchanging the proper niceties.

"Ah, I'm well, thank you. I was a touch ill for a few weeks, but nothin' t'worry over."

[fiery_ring]

Carlotta nods.

"He's called 'Buck', which is just asking for trouble."

She frowns in concern.

"Did you see a doctor?" she asks.

[ikissdhimbck]

She chuckles dryly.

"Sounds like it."

Not any kind of trouble Kate would go to great lengths to avoid herself, of course.

"I talked t'somma the infirmary staff. I don't much like goin' there, though. They said what I had was fairly common."

[fiery_ring]

Wry smile. "I don't think you're meant to like going to the infirmary. Though the fish tank is nice." A nod. "So long as you're better. Otherwise I'll have to take you home and get you fed up on circus food."

[ikissdhimbck]

She lets out a bark of laughter.

"S'circus food known for bein' good for what ails you?"

[fiery_ring]

"As far as I'm concerned it is." Carlotta says. "Gets you ready for a busy day."