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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy is in one corner of the bar, with his youngest daughter (who is sporting a new t-shirt). He's holding both her hands and helping her take wobbly steps around. Judging by the amount of giggling, Brooke is finding this very exciting, even if she's too little to walk on her own yet.

Right now they are working their way around one of the tables.

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[cook_the_rude]

Two tables over, Dr. Hannibal Lecter is sitting, observing them.

[guppy_sandhu]

"And this is Dr Hannibal..." Guppy says to his daughter, as they get close.

Brooke looks up at him and grins.

"D.. d... dibble!"

[cook_the_rude]

"You must be Brooke," Hannibal Lecter says to the child.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Eh." Brooke bounces up and down with her knees.

"Yes, this is Brooke, I think you've met all of my troop now." Guppy says.

[cook_the_rude]

"I have," Hannibal Lecter says. "Until you acquire more troops, or some auxiliaries."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy laughs.

"Well, we've debated that one, but three may be enough. And not just because my mother in law keeps nagging me to have the op."

[cook_the_rude]

Pause.

"What a rude thing for her to say," Hannibal says, disapproval on his face.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral has been working yet more on one of his new magicite swords, so he has sparkly dust in his hair right now. He's not sure how it got up there. It hardly matters, though.

So, Guppy, you have a lanky young man in his late teens very nearly careening into you as he tries to brush the silvery-white dust out of his hair, before realising and precariously moving away by means of rotating on one foot and lurching in the opposite direction with a surprised noise.

[guppy_sandhu]

The baby reaches out for the sparkly dust, gurgling happily.

"That's not magic dust is it?" Guppy asks the teenager.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"It is," Sherral says. "Should be harmless, though."

Magicite, after all, is useless unless you have some form of energy to run through it to trigger it.

[guppy_sandhu]

"...Okay, Brookie, don't touch that." Guppy gently guides her hand away.

"Do you have a lot of trouble shedding dust?" he asks.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"I'm not shedding it, it just became caught in my hair," Sherral explains.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Ah." Guppy dusts down the baby. "Well if you ever get terribly contaminated, we have an infection control shower in the infirmary."

[a1enzo]

"Hey, look at you go, Brooke!"

Enzo, as is often the case, is settled at a table with homework and food. As is less often the case (though more so since he joined Security), he's wearing his sword and his grappling gauntlet.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Eee!" Brooke squeals, excitedly, as they make their way slowly over.

"Hi Enzo." Guppy smiles. "How are you?"

[a1enzo]

"Pretty good. Getting nervous. Two months left till finals."

[guppy_sandhu]

"You'll be fine, I don't know many kids who study so much as you."

[a1enzo]

"Yeah, I'm sure I will be. Still nervous, though."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Seriously, you'll be fine."

Brooke lets go of Guppy's hands, and crawls over to Enzo.

"Up-py!"

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche drops easily into a crouch in front of the little girl, directing a smile up at Guppy.

"Hello, there."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hi Gavroche, how are you doing?" Guppy smiles. "This is Brooklyn, my youngest."

[street_sparrow]

"She's cute." He focuses back on the child. "And I'm okay. Hi, Brooklyn."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Deh!" Brooke drops to all fours and crawls towards the newcomer.

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche opens his arms encouragingly.

"Does she say any words yet?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"A couple of sounds." Guppy says. "She knows Mama and Dada, and copies some words a bit. I've heard 'Up-py' and 'Me' a few times."

"Up-py!" Brooke says on command, reaching up.