09.Nov.12, 07:32 AM
Volfetti smiled as she opened the door to the creche, a basket of assorted items tucked under her arm. There were a few people inside minding the collection of children whilst the Weyr paused for lunch, she nodded to dark-skinned woman that was nearby playing with a toddler. "Hey Lym, grab some lunch, I can take over for you." She offered, crouching down to tickle the toddler's nose as the woman thanked her and left. While people were rostered onto different chores constantly, there were always regulars in the creche, including Volfetti.
It didn't take her long to find her own son, Benden, crawling all over a worn wooden playset. Walking over she sat down cross legged beside him, watching contentedly until he noticed her. "Mumma!" He squealed, waddling over to her excitedly. Volfetti couldn't have kept the grin from her face even if she'd wanted to, scooping him up for a big cuddle.
"Hey Benden! Look, Dadda gave us a present." She put her son down and shifted the basket closer, laughing as he squealed with excitement and danced on the spot. R'nd had been giving Volfetti what he called care packages since she had approached him about their child, something that got Benden excited every time without fail. Volfetti appreciated the gesture, even if R'nd was a little awkward and lacked knowledge about raising a child it showed that he was trying. If from afar.
Undoing the ribbon around it Volfetti peered inside curiously, wondering what was in the basket this time. There were a few wooden toys on top, one of which was a colourful rattle that Benden snatched up immediately and shook furiously with glee. Volfetti giggled, leaning to one side to avoid the flailing toy. Taking the other toys she continued to look through, it was a smaller basket this time, but it included a large swath of cloth at the bottom, something Volfetti desperately needed. It was Volfetti's most used item, doubling as a blanket and a wrap to carry Benden in. The last one she had Benden had managed to rip apart in a fit, though how he had managed it she wasn't exactly sure.
She held it up before the toddler. "Now you're not allowed to ruin this one, mister." Her voice was stern and her face straight, but she cracked into a grin within seconds as Benden stared at the fabric before turning away to continue shaking the rattle.
Come play! Bring an NPC kid along (or your own :P) if you feel like it, or you can play with Benden :) He's almost a year and a half old now so he likes to crawl and stomp about shouting his few words he knows xD
It didn't take her long to find her own son, Benden, crawling all over a worn wooden playset. Walking over she sat down cross legged beside him, watching contentedly until he noticed her. "Mumma!" He squealed, waddling over to her excitedly. Volfetti couldn't have kept the grin from her face even if she'd wanted to, scooping him up for a big cuddle.
"Hey Benden! Look, Dadda gave us a present." She put her son down and shifted the basket closer, laughing as he squealed with excitement and danced on the spot. R'nd had been giving Volfetti what he called care packages since she had approached him about their child, something that got Benden excited every time without fail. Volfetti appreciated the gesture, even if R'nd was a little awkward and lacked knowledge about raising a child it showed that he was trying. If from afar.
Undoing the ribbon around it Volfetti peered inside curiously, wondering what was in the basket this time. There were a few wooden toys on top, one of which was a colourful rattle that Benden snatched up immediately and shook furiously with glee. Volfetti giggled, leaning to one side to avoid the flailing toy. Taking the other toys she continued to look through, it was a smaller basket this time, but it included a large swath of cloth at the bottom, something Volfetti desperately needed. It was Volfetti's most used item, doubling as a blanket and a wrap to carry Benden in. The last one she had Benden had managed to rip apart in a fit, though how he had managed it she wasn't exactly sure.
She held it up before the toddler. "Now you're not allowed to ruin this one, mister." Her voice was stern and her face straight, but she cracked into a grin within seconds as Benden stared at the fabric before turning away to continue shaking the rattle.
Come play! Bring an NPC kid along (or your own :P) if you feel like it, or you can play with Benden :) He's almost a year and a half old now so he likes to crawl and stomp about shouting his few words he knows xD