Appointments

[aerialassault]

Cliff here. Looks like we've missed eachother, so drop a note and we'll talk soon.

[please note date/time/type of interaction.]

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July 18th, early morning

[etherealblast]

[Hopefully Cliff's not too deeply asleep, otherwise he might miss the slight creak of hinges as his bedroom door opens at around 2am in the morning. The intruder isn't exactly the most stealthy, but that might be in part because his clothes don't quite fit him well at the moment, and he keeps tripping over the hem of his now very overlarge shirt.

But that won't stop the five year old from pouncing on Cliff a few seconds later, flinging himself onto the bed in a cannonball-esque leap with a yell.]

Re: July 18th, early morning

[aerialassault]

[Unfortunately, after all of the work with retraining his coordination (along with other skills) in the Battle Dome in recent weeks, Cliff has been sleeping soundly at night. His slumber was deep enough that he completely missed the not-so-stealthy child break into his room under the cover of darkness....

Until he roared with all of the gusto of a lion cub and pounced.

Cliff,jolted back to wakefulness from a most excellent dream, yelped in surprise on impact. He squirmed under the weight of the child while he tried to gather his bearings about what the hell just happened.]

[alittledestruction]

[The child is a squirmy little thing, clawing his way up the blankets to peer at Cliff with confusion, ultimately perching on his chest. He didn't recognize this babysitter at all, or their house.

It wasn't normal for his parents to send him elsewhere overnight at all, unless it was to his auntie and uncle's house.]

Who're you? [He puffs his cheeks up poutily, more demanding an answer than anything.] Are you my babysitter?

[aerialassault]

B-babysitter??

[Cliff looked up at the child, surprise plain in his eyes. What in the hell was--

It took a moment for the reality to settle in. After all, there were few people who could have found their way to his room specifically at this time of night, and none of them were kids as far as he was aware....

Unless there was a Shift involved.

But, it couldn't be!]

[alittledestruction]

You're not? [Cliff's reaction was not reassuring to the little boy. He stares down at the blond, worry creeping up, small fingers gripping the blankets tighter. Something was wrong....]

Where am I?

[aerialassault]

[Oh, geeze...]

You're in a safe place, [He said, gently pushing the boy aside so that he could sit up.] Your mom and dad aren't here right now, so they asked me to take care of you for a while. They were...uh, kinda in a hurry too.

[He scratched his head. Hopefully that explanation would suffice for Fayt this time.]

[alittledestruction]

[Fayt grips the blankets still as he's moved, but that grip loosens at the explanation. His parents needing to leave in a hurry for one reason or another wasn't uncommon, so the story is quite believable to the little boy.]

Work again? [He seems to pout a little at that. They could have woken him up to tell him....]