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Raven was still reeling from learning about Rook and how she had been born and her life with her Raven and Karla and Warren and then finding Elizabeth with "Uncle Max," trying to learn how to fight. Parenthood was already giving her anxiety attacks and headaches.

She also wanted to know more about Elizabeth's parents -- BLUE WTF? -- and she suspected Jono would, too, so she left a message for him to come up to her room when he was free.

"Elizabeth," she scolded gently. "The people here on the island are not the same as the ones you know. You may trust your Aunts Karla and Sookie -- and Warren and Bobby -- but not everyone is the same."

Elizabeth just sighed. "Yes, Mommy," she said.


[For the non-blue boyfriend!]

Date: 2011-02-14 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empathic-fire.livejournal.com
Elizabeth almost protested, but she actually was tired. It had been a busy day.

She held up her arms to him. "Can I have a hug first?" she asked.

Date: 2011-02-14 08:45 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Hugs)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Oh, small child. There was no way at all that Jono could even consider making an excuse to wriggle out of that, was there?

That didn't keep him from fidgeting for a moment before nodding a little, squaring his shoulders as he crouched down to pull her into a hug. The worry and the fear that he was feeling was being pushed very far down there, with a bit of a psionic firewall being build up around it.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, he didn't accidentally light their daughter on fire.

Date: 2011-02-14 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empathic-fire.livejournal.com
"I love you, Daddy," Elizabeth said, hugging him before planting a kiss on his cheek.

Date: 2011-02-14 09:03 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Looking away)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jono managed a tiny shrug as he caught Raven's look, lifting a hand to toy awkwardly with the bandages along the back of his neck.

//It's... sort of a long story,// he said, to Raven alone. //Probably one best shared after Elizabeth is sleeping, luv.//

Date: 2011-02-14 09:31 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Told you so)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jono wasn't really looking forward to sending Elizabeth home, either, for that matter. He was ill-prepared to take care of a child for any prolonged amount of time, not when he was such a mess, himself. But Elizabeth had a funny way of working herself into whatever he had left that passed as a heart, these days.

He'd miss her.

//Sweet dreams, Sunshine,// he added. Possibly because that was one of those things that he'd never really heard, himself, and... Elizabeth deserved them. If nightmares ran in the family, he'd be pissed.

Date: 2011-02-14 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empathic-fire.livejournal.com
"Good night," Elizabeth yawned, snuggling down under the blankets. It wouldn't take long for her to fall fast asleep.

Date: 2011-02-14 09:47 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Guiltyface)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Mmm, t'say th'least.// He hadn't even gone in to the library, today. Children everywhere, and he really didn't feel up to cleaning up after a small horde of them, or something of the like.

Maybe he'd just been distracted by being a father, and had forgotten. The world might never know.

//Or we could... talk. I think I might have a bit of explaining t'do, myself.//

Date: 2011-02-14 10:00 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Casual conversation)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jono hesitated for a moment, and then he lifted his shoulders and shook his head a little.

//It... could be. I don't do it often. I mean, I generally try not to... but if you think clearly enough about what it is you want me to hear, I can open up to it, hear it clearly enough to understand you. Th'hallway would be fine.//

He tended to avoid communicating with people that way, partly because it tended to give them the mistaken impression that he was prone to poking around in their heads whenever he felt like it, and partly because... Well, they just weren't generally worth the effort.

Date: 2011-02-14 11:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Just like that, luv,// he agreed, following Raven to the door. //I would... rather people generally not know that I can do this, if you don't mind. Th'less they think I can do, th'easier it is, all around.//

And also, the less prone to headaches he would be.

He stepped through the door, waiting for Raven to follow him through before gently pulling it closed behind them.

//... I don't even know where we should start,// he admitted.

Date: 2011-02-14 11:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Jonothon nodded slightly, taking a seat directly across from Raven, resting his back against the wall and looking up at the ceiling, thoughtfully.

//There are... definitely worse ways to be,// he agreed. And, for all that the prospect of being depowered and turned into some sort of freakish Apocalypse-clone bothered him, it really didn't seem as if Elizabeth was any worse off for it.

All the better, that.

Date: 2011-02-15 12:01 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Delightfully so!

//Apocalypse is...// Jono's brow furrowed a bit. //A mutant, essentially. But he's one unlike any other. He's been around for thousands of years, wandering the Earth, waving his powers about, building a following, fashioning himself into a god. Destroying entire civilizations as he went, twisting any survivors that he deemed useful into his servants. Of course, they had no say in th'matter.//

There was a special level of distaste in all of that. Jono was thankful, to say the least, that the Starsmores had never really been considered high-class members of the Akkaba clan.

Actually, they had always generally been somewhat disposable.

//Akkaba are... not only th'bloody cult that worships him, but are also all mutants descended from him, there t'do his dirty work throughout the ages. They're also disbanded, exterminated and gone over a bloody century ago, with th'exception of my great-granddad, and a man gone bloody catatonic. There shouldn't be any Akkaba left alive anymore. So far as I know, I'm it.//

And he didn't particularly want to be. So.

Date: 2011-02-15 12:29 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//I... guess?// Jono shrugged his shoulders again, a little helplessly. //Th'Starsmores were generally one of th'lowest castes in th'Clan. Last-class citizens, you could say. I don't see why they'd even care about getting me t'join, especially if my powers are gone. I'm a no-name with nothing to offer them, really.//

As he was now, he could see, maybe, them taking some interest in him. You could get a lot of use out of a person whose body was essentially just a chamber that existed to house an infinite amount of raw psionic power.

Date: 2011-02-15 01:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Right. She doesn't even know what they are, except that I have something t'do with them, somehow. I was raised on stories of Akkaba and their mad god. My great-granddad spent more time with me, telling me about them, than my own parents ever cared to spend with me, at least.//

And that was about all you would probably ever hear of Jonothon's immediate family. Ever.

//And with the amount of power Elizabeth has, if I'd gone and become Akkaba's, she'd have been marked by them, fairly obviously. I didn't notice anything like that. For th'best, really.//

Date: 2011-02-15 01:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//Erm... Tattooed. Usually something small behind the ear, but for those with... more power, it's a much larger mark, right across th'chest.//

And he had almost been glad to see his go, thank you. You try explaining the hideous red cult symbol taking up prime real-estate across a perfectly good chest otherwise to any young lady that you'd like to sleep with, sometime.

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