1stmacleod | ((For Silver))

Current Location: Edge of Nexus

((For Silver))

Kairos is very nice, and he's glad of the place to stay, but after five years of wandering Connor gets restless easily. His nightmares are back, if not as bad as they used to be, so he's restless and tired, which isn't a good combination. Teaching and sparring with Jelani helps occupy his time, though, and so does cooking for Kairos. He still has too much spare time, so he sits on the fringes of the Nexus, and watches, and puts off going home to his own world.

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"Out in public?" One eyebrow rises, and he eyes the distant crowd. Very distant, really, but still.

"Yup," she says, intent on her bread. "Nobody will bother us."

"Hm. I guess I'm just paranoid." He sighs, but the truth is he knows he's paranoid. There was a time he took pride in that, and maybe he will again someday, but it doesn't seem to have served him as well as he thought it did.

"Here. I'll get a cat to make sure nobody bugs us." She carefully lays out the two last bits of her bread, and then closes her eyes and looks around with her other senses a bit before grinning. Miss Jenny, Miss Jenny, Miss Jenny."

There's a soft scattering of sparkles in the air, and then a beautiful big calico Maine Coon is rubbing against the little girl and purring thunderously as she eats the saved bits of bread.

He blinks, surprised, and then laughs quietly and reaches out his fingers for the cat to sniff. "Miss Jenny? Like Jenny Anydots?"

"What's that?" Silver looks up curiously as Miss Jenny gently kisses Connor's fingers and continues her thunderpurr. "Oh. She wants to know if it's okay if she talks to you."

He scritches the cat behind the ears gently. "Talk... in English you mean?" One eyebrow rises. "I guess so."

"She can't talk English very good with her voice. She's asking if she can think talk at you."

"Mrrup," says Jenny, the sound halfway between a word and a chirp.

Connor scratches his head, making his hair stick up, and shrugs. "I can speak a lot of languages, but not Feline." He's very good at giving neck scratches, though.

-Silly silly,- says a voice that feels like hearing with the mind more than an alien thought. -Hmmm. Miss Jenny like scritchies.-

He blinks, hand pausing briefly, then gives a soft raspy chuckle. "Oh, Okay. I'm still new here..." He keeps up the petting.

-Miss Jenny like you,- the big cat assures him happily as she headbutts his hand and continues to rumble. -Miss Jenny will be friend here.-

Then she glances over at Silver as the little girl yawns like a little cavern. "Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap?"

Connor likes animals, at least the kind that aren't an obvious threat. He chuckles a little, again. "Thanks. You're a beautiful cat..." He smiles at Silver. "You can sleep."

"Can I use you for a pillow?" asks Silver, rubbing one eye with a grubby fist.

-Awww. Sleepy baby,- says Miss Jenny as she leans against Connor and transmits thankful feelings for the compliment. Like her thought speech it's very clear that these feelings are somebody else talking, and there is no invasive feeling to them.

Connor lies back, one arm behind his head. His chest or stomach should make a decent pillow, although he's not a particularly soft person. She'd be better off with somebody who isn't so skinny. "All right. What are you going to dream about?" His voice is soft, and his free hand keeps scratching Miss Jenny. he's just a little afraid she'll complain if he stops. That wouldn't matter so much if she wasn't speaking in his head.

"Hmmm." Silver settles down with her head on his belly, her bright eyes thoughtful. "Probably playing or eating. I'll share them if you want to see."

-Love hand,- says Miss Jenny as she twists to catch Connor's hand between her front legs and hug it. -Miss Jenny scritch now.-

Your hand's going to get washed how, Connor.

"That's okay..." He's not even sure he can sleep, but he's content, lying here, and if he closes his eyes he can almost pretend she's Rachel. The cat-bath tickles a little though, and he wrinkles his nose and tries not to laugh.

Silver chuckles softly as she feels that suppressed laughter, then squirms a bit and takes a tiny bit of light out of Blue's 'skirt'. This little bit is examined curiously, and then she whispers to it and watches as it dissolves into cobalt blue sparkles and fades away. Smiling now, the little dragon child closes her eyes, hugs her doll, and sleeps content in the knowledge of her wish. She's still young enough to put out a bit of that heavy contentment that even normal human babies put out when they sleep, and Miss Jenny, after a few more moments of hand washing, settles down against Connor's side and starts putting out similar happy relaxing vibes.

-Nice,- says the big cat happily.

"Yeah... yeah, it is. Heh. Not sure I deserve this..." His voice is very soft, as he's trying not to disturb Silver, but he gets both arms behind his head, and now he's sandwiched between two warm bodies and one of them is purring. He won't be awake long.

-Silly.- Miss Jenny headbutts him in the side, and then uses him for a pillow and ups her purring. -Sleepy time now.-

Connor gives an amiable grunt, eyes drifting closed. He's really not intending to fall asleep, but it's impossible not to.

Once he's sleeping little thoughts and feelings will touch him, similar to the way that Miss Jenny's do, save that these are stronger and their feeling of comfort and content is more clearly presented. Silver is dreaming and sharing it. In her dream a little blond Jewish girl is sleeping in the sun next to her adopted father, her small face showing contentment and peace. Flowers wave around the two people, and the occasional butterfly flits overhead.

Connor's own memories are quick to embellish the scene, giving detail to Rachel's face, and putting him in the clothes of the era, button-down shirt, tweed slacks and vest, wingtip shoes and all. There was a time he took more care in his appearance.
One hand lifts to stroke her hair gently, and whether or not that translates to the waking world is hard to say.

Silver doesn't physically feel that, but she sees it in the dream. Dream Rachel snuggles and sighs.

It's the best dream he's had in a long time.

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