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[bloodyrockgod]

In a booth, Charlie is trying to feed Seth from a jar of crushed plums. Seth has several purple-ish blobs on his face, and has gotten very little of the fruit into his mouth. Woe.

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[bloodyrockgod]

"Claire was told that her goodness was necessary for her baby--that bloke didn't tell her exactly why, though. I think . . ." He rests his lips on Seth's head a moment. "I think Seth has great potential. Maybe for power. Maybe not. And the important thing now is teaching him right from wrong, and that right's better."

Seth's still smiling, gummy and drooly. I'm just teasing you, angel-man. I love my da.

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"Well, you've got seven years till he'll get the picture." Bartleby grins.

[bloodyrockgod]

"What happens in seven years?"

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"At seven, they get a conscience. Broadly." He shrugs.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie tilts his head to the side. "Huh. I should have known that, yeah? The old noggin is losing things right and left.

"So," he tells Seth seriously, "in seven years, you'll have to figure out what to do with all these minions you've gathered."

Seth blinks at him sleepily. Whatever you say, Da. He yawns.

"Oh," Charlie says, lowering his voice even more, "if he's going to sleep we can take the baby monitor and go for a walk. Or . . . whatever."

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"I like your plan." He grins.

[bloodyrockgod]

"C'mon, then." He stands, careful not to jar Seth, and puts him in his carrier to take him upstairs.


[ooc: any chances of an OOM?]

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[ooc: i'd love to, only i was wanting to begin to wrap within the hour-ish. :( tomorrow?]

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: sure. *snuggle*]