[D] After a rather traumatizing ordeal on the Sebastion, Sauk had returned to his quarters to grab one thing: Warrior Cats book one, Flames and Flowers. He picked it up, tucked it safely under his arm, and clipped Shoe onto a leash.
“We’re going on a walk,” He said, leading his comfort cat and comfort book out the door and into #middle-section-i-corridor .
Sauk, who had been sitting at his desk, currently animating his upcoming Burn The Stars: Moonshine(star) AMV [Warriors] When the message appeared as a notification at the top of his PADD. He tapped on it and read it over.
[PADD]
Hey, Eshen! Sure! I’m down to touch grass! Shoe and I’ll be there in ten minutes!
-Sauk
He stumbled inside, set Shoe down, got her out of her harness, and made a beeline for his bedroom. Shoe followed with a frantic pace before the door slid shut. "Computer, lock door," He said, and the door to his bedroom clicked as it locked. He kicked off his shoes, wiggled out of his uniform, and put on a pair of baggy old clothes. Then he looked down at the scar on his wrist. The one he'd gotten by accidentally rupturing his own blood vessel with his nail. And he squeezed his eyes shut, climbing into bed and burrowing into a nest of blankets. Shoe wriggled in with him, crawling onto his chest.
After receiving the information about his mentor, (Austin Whidbey- he knew exactly who that was. The man who’d saved his life) he decided to send a message to his office and ask that they meet up.
After his shift he headed to Sauk's room and chimed the bell. In his arms he had Baby Nalas the plushie and another plushie-- of a chubby Cardassian boy, it was a fictional character from the greatest story ever: The Never Ending Sacrifice! For his fit, Nalas was already in his pajamas. Starfleet Shorts™️ and on top he had a long t-shirt covered in a cute flower pattern. It was a girl's t-shirt but whatever, clothes had no gender and Nalas slept for comfort not for style.
Sauk had never had a sleepover before, but it was considered the staple of childhood on earth, so he was very excited. He had jumja sticks layed out on a tray and a variety of earth candies (chocolate included, but he’d never admit it) in a bowl beside the air mattress he’d inflated for Nalas. Shoe sat on Sauk’s bed, watching her Friend hurry around tidying up his room. Sauk Junior watched as well as the little Vulcjoran, dressed in one of Jack’s old academy hoodies and a pair of sweatpants, tried to find something to cover his Warrior Cats shrine.
He waited outside the door, plushies in hand as well as the Kotra board tucked under his arm. What was taking this boy so long? "Sauk? Is everything okay?" He called out. He squeezed the two plushies, hugging them close as he attempted not to drop the Kotra board. He shifted his weight between his two legs, the muffled rustling of his-- Tribble slippers could be heard outside the door.
Ah, shit, Nalas was here! He hadn’t even realized. With a sigh, he just accepted the fact that Nalas was going to see his shelf with every published Warriors book, every piece of official merchandise, and every collectible card (those hadn’t really caught on, but when you’re obsessed, you find a way to get things). He made his way to the door and opened it. “Yup! Everything’s fine, sorry for the wait! Come on in!” He beckoned, stepping aside so Nalas could come in.
Nalas shuffled into the room, tribble slippers wiggling with each step. It was a good thing they both lived in the middle habitat ring, this Bajoran boy probably wouldn't have survived the turbolift, not in this get up anyway. It was one thing to fight the turbolift in uniform, but if he were to do the same in his pajamas then whenever he wore his pajamas he would be reminded of the lift. No fun.
"It's alright, hi!" He shuffled over to the table and put the Kotra board down first, then the two plushies. "This is baby Nalas," He said turning the plushie so Sauk could see baby Nalas was wearing Nalas' old earring. The obsidian order monstrosity, yes that one. They hadn't met since he switched his earring. His new earring still featured the green of the Cardassian logo, but with distinctly more traditionally Bajoran vibes. "And this is baby Zadrol, he's from The Never Ending Sacrifice," Nalas patted the little Cardassian plushie on the head. He looked up at his friend, catching a glimpse of his Warriors shrine behind him. Nalas wasn't weirded out, in fact, it made him smile more to see his friend's quarters were so lovingly decorated.
"I love your quarters-- you did such a good job decorating. It's nice to see all the things you love."
Sauk laughed awkwardly. “Yeah- some of these are commissions I got,” Sauk said with a gesture to some posters on the wall, just a bit of side information.
“Aww, I love your stuffed children! Um, you already know Shoe, and you made Sauk Junior,” He said, gesturing at his cat, out of vest, off duty, and the stuffed Vulcjoran looking splendidly dead inside on the shelf. “I’ve got plenty of sweets, too, and a couple board games, somewhere,” He said with a grin. “I set up an air mattress for you, and you can use my covers, since I don’t really have any extras. I’ll be fine,”
"They're cool!" Nalas looked at the posters. He squeezed his two stuffed children again, their eyes staring blankly at Sauk Junior. All of his plushies had the same blank stare for some reason, it was a quirk.
"Hi Shoe, oh she's off duty now," He noticed she was without her vest. He shuffled over to the bed so he could properly greet her. Offering his hand for her to sniff first of course. "Thank you so much, yeah this is.. My first sleepover. Well, with someone my age. I used to stay at a family friend's house when I was younger, but it wasn't really a sleepover. We didn't play games, I just studied," He explained. "Oh I love your dedication to Warriors series, your shelves look cool!"
“Thank you, I’m really big into it, obviously,” Sauk laughed. When Nalas shared that this was his first sleepover, Sauk felt a giant weight lifted from his chest. Thank the prophets! “Oh, this is actually my first sleepover, too! Guess neither of us have experience,” He laughed.Shoe of course immediately gave Nalas the bonk of approval, her forehead in his hand.
"Hehe I can tell and that's cool. Like me and dioramas, I gotta show you those sometime," He said as he gently pet Shoe's head, rubbing behind her ears. The cat's fluffy ears tickled his palms, causing him to giggle at the sensation.
"Did you miss me too, Shoe?" He looked at the cat as he continued to pet her. "You really never had a sleepover? But didn't you grow up on earth? I thought they did those all the time."
“Nobody wanted to invite a hybrid freak to their house, let alone go to the house of a Vulcan diplomat,” Sauk shrugged. “So no, I’ve never had one,”
Shoe wasn’t quite sure what Nalas was saying, but she knew who he was, and she knew he was her Friend’s friend, so he was cool, allegedly.
Nalas patted Shoe on the head before turning to Sauk. He was not mixed, but he had a bit of an idea what Sauk was thinking. "Wait, your dad was a diplomat?" He tilted his head, this was the first time he was hearing about Sauk's Vulcan father. He knew about Marnah, he met her and she was a nice Bajoran lady. But his father, he never heard about him. Was it possible that he and Sauk both had terrible fathers? Handshake meme.
“Heh, yeah, both my parents are. Or, were, in my dad’s case. Samekh wasn’t…the greatest. I was his worst mistake,” He sighed, running his hands through his rat’s nest of hair. “I probably ruined my parent’s marriage. They were happy until I came along,” He chuckled like this was nothing to him. He was used to it at that point- plus, what was his dad gonna do? He was fucking dead.
Nalas plopped his little butt on the bed and rested his hand in front of Shoe so she could sniff him. He wished they had cute pets like this on Cardassia. The most they had were... Voles, maybe. And those guys were ugly af.
"it's ok, I guess we're similar in that regard. But I am glad you're here Sauk," Nalas smiled at his friend. "Wait I told you, my dad is Cardassian, he raised me like a Cardassian spy, it was wild. Your dad sounds terrible, I can feel you on that one," He swung his legs over the side of the bed, bouncing on the soft mattress.
Sauk took his seat beside Nalas, smiling. They were more similar than he had originally thought, it seemed. The thought comforted him, in a weird, shitty-dad-bonding way. “Weird. Why are almost all dads just…the worst?”
"Coz they are dads," Nalas said with a laugh. He scooted over when Sauk sat on the bed. Perhaps it was because his new work neighbour was Romulan, but he had become increasingly aware of his space around Vulcanoids. Sauk held hands with Jack and Eshen certainly held Nalas, but him and Sauk were just friends. No touching, right?
"Actually, Sauk, I am going to Bajor soon. Uh... My parents are getting remarried. I know, it's crazy, right. After all my dad did.."
“Oh? What province?” He asked, turning to Nalas to give him his attention. He noticed the boy scoot away from him, but tried not to take offense to that, seeing as he was half Vulcan, even if he didn’t see himself that way.
“People are odd sometimes. And I really can’t tell you what they’re thinking, I know next to nothing about romance and love and stuff. But I’m sure everything will be fine, in the end,”
"Yeah, uhh Musilla Province. Marnah is going to be there, alone. Well, our family friend is going to be with her but yeah," Nalas said, stumbling over the words as he tried to convey his feelings. Even when speaking his native Cardassian he still struggled to find the words to describe the shit fest which was his family.
"I don't know-- I didn't tell you but Yadik, he's the one who used to be in the Obsidian Order, he was really mean to me and Marnah like... He would lock Marnah outside for days without food or water just for praying to the Prophets. But somehow-- they are getting remarried? Sauk, tell me you don't see it, it's super sus!"
Sauk blinked. Wow, that was definitely worse than the things his Samekh did. That wasn’t borderline abusive, that was straight up abusive. And they were remarrying? What the fuck?
“Uh- yeah, that’s…maybe your dad had a redemption arc and you didn’t know?” He guessed, looking Very Much Concerned. “Maybe he’s a good dude now,”
"Okay, Sauk, not to be spacist but do you think there is any chance for redemption for a Cardassian spy?" For once the phrase 'not to be spacist but' was not followed up by something spacist against Bajorans, on the contrary. Trying to protect the innocent cat, Nalas tried to cover Shoe's ears with his hands. Oh he was a precious bean, trying to protect a cat's innocence who probably had no idea what they were saying.
Sauk paused. He did not need a spacist reputation. But the Cardassians had done fucked up things to his people, provided that it was centuries ago. “…No,” Sauk admitted, looking distressed.Shoe, meanwhile, had no idea what the fuck Nalas was doing, but was happy to have attention. She meowed at him, her feline expression unreadable.
Nalas, being the monolingual king that he was, meowed back at Shoe. Totally normal, talking about something crazy and dark but also meowing at a cat. Get a man who can do both.
"So that's why I'm going to Bajor. To try and talk Marnah out of it-- She made me, Yadik, and her, new earrings though," Nalas said, turning his head so Sauk could see. No more sacriligious Obsidian Order logo, he was leaving the Cardassian apologist life behind. "But... Yeah. He bought a new house for us in Cardassia city, got Marnah a job as a professor, all this stuff. Super sus! Ahh... I'm scared of going to Bajor though. You visited there recently, didn't you?"
“I actually visited Vulcan. The day before my dad passed. But I’ve been to Bajor a couple times, I’ve got lots of relatives there. If you’re willing to stop by Kendra provide, you could get a bunch of angry old ladies to help talk your mom out of it,” Sauk said, trying to lighten the mood, but also meaning it. The Sanel family could be fucking scary.
"Kendra province ehh," Nalas appreciated the offer but he also wasn't keen on meeting with a bunch of angry ladies from Kendra province. It wasn't that he didn't think they could convince his mother, oh they totally could, but Nalas was still Cardassian and that would be super awkward. "Marnah is a Renjen, I'm still surprised she's going to go through with this. And... Kendra Province sounds nice if you're Bajoran but uhh.. I'm sorry Sauk, I don't wanna offend anyone with my existence by accidentm you know."
“Ah- yeah, that’s probably a good idea. Grandma Sanel can be a bit spacist, with a tendency for hating Vulcanoids, for some reason. Don’t know what they ever did to her, but she’s definitely not the most woke person,” He said. “I hope the thing with your marnah goes well, though,” He said with sincerity, offering what he hoped was a reassuring smile.
"Spacist against Vulcanoids? Ehh ok I can see the Romulans or the Remans, those guys are wild, but Vulcans? I don't know," He shrugged and stood up, walking over to the table with the snacks that he totally remembered were there.
"Yeah me too, I have to leave soon... Kinda," Nalas grabbed a jumja stick and began munching. "With your dad gone is that the last of your Vulcan family?"
“No, actually. Vulcans live for a long-ass time, so my relatives are pretty much all alive down to my great-great samekh-al,” He said, very clearly not pleased by this fact. Occasionally they would send him pamphlets that sounded suspiciously like ‘Have you heard of our lord and savior Surak’. If he ever actually read one of them, it had a chance of sending him down the repression path, so he had gotten good at avoiding the things it was disguised as.
"Oh yeah forgot about that," Nalas said before taking a giant bite of his jumja stick. Sweet and crunchy, the best snack. Actually if he recalled Vulcanoids were sensitive to sweets, weren't they? Sucrose was it? Maybe Sauk's Bajoran genes were helping him out, which is why he could eat this types of foods. "Man, that's gotta be crazy though, so many generations still alive. Actually, my grandparents may be secret Vulcanoids because they're never gonna die-- my Cardassian grandparents I mean. Those guys actually think Cardassia did nothing wrong."
“Yikes. I am definitely glad I’m not related to people like that,” He shuddered, grabbing a jumja stick for himself and taking a bite. He wasn’t completely immune to the effects of sugar, but it took a lot to get him tipsy.
"I wanna meet your Marnah again if she comes back to the station-- maybe if my Marnah can get out of this marriage they can meet. But it seems like my Marnah really wants to go through with it," Nalas sighed as he took a couple more giant bites out of his jumja stick. He was a hungry boy and would demolish any sugary snack in eye sight. "The sugar from the jumja stick is ok for you, right? I heard sucrose has weird affects on Vulcanoids but I don't know much about the specifics."
“I’m not sure, it’s never been a problem, but there was almost no sugar in my house growing up. So I guess we’ll see?” He shrugged, clearly unconcerned, even if it would affect him somehow. He took another bite, picking a mini-chocolate out of a small bowl.
"If you get tipsy just tell me, don't worry I won't let this food go to waste," Of course Nalas would just sit and eat a whole bowl of candy by himself. His semi-healthy diet of tasper eggs and zabo steak was going right out the airlock tonight.
"Where did you get all this candy anyway? Replicator? It tastes too good to be replicator stuff."
“I bought it from that bakery place run by that Gorn. And there’s a really good jumja stand in #restaurants-and-dining . I’ve been saving my latinum, there isn’t much to buy when you spend most of your time working, in your quarters, or in the environmental ring,” He shrugged. “Feel free to take whatever you want, but leave at least half for me,” He chuckled.
"Of course, I'm not gonna take it all," Nalas said as he grabbed some chocolate and began to nibble it. He knew about the restaurants in the utility ring, he frequented them a lot actually. And unlike a lot of other Starfleet officers, Nalas was actually loaded. That was the only silver lining to his Cardassian upbringing. "I also promised we could play Kotra, do you know how to play? It's like uhh Cardassian strategy game. Similar to Vulcan Kal-toh but less logic, more sneaky."
“Hmm. I haven’t heard of it, but I’m a quick learner! Why don’t you show me how to play, and then we can start?” Sauk suggested, crossing his legs on the bed and clearing a space for Nalas to set up the board. He loved games, especially strategy games.
"Yeah, I'll show ya!" Nalas said as he grabbed his Kotra board and began to set it up. Putting pieces on both sides and explaining the layout of the board.
[D] The two spent the rest of the evening playing Kotra and even some terran games too. Nalas was a bit too passionate at times, but it was that Caredassian competitive spirit burning within him. Still , it was enjoyable even if he was a little silly.
When he entered their quarters with Jack, he immediately wrapped his arms around him, burying his head in Jack’s shoulder. He had missed him so much- it was incredible to finally be with him again.
“Jack…Prophets, I love you so much…” Sauk whispered, mostly thinking out loud, but maybe Jack would benefit from hearing the words. “You have no idea,”
"No Ayasham, I think I understand 100%" He landed a kiss on Sauks forehead. "I don't think it would be possible for me to love you any more then I do."
Hearing Jack use the Vulcan endearment so casually, as if it was natural, only made him feel even more loved. He blushed, green covering his freckled cheeks. “Ja’ital…” Sauk whispered, just loud enough for Jack to hear. The word, should Jack ask, loosely translated to ‘my light’.(edited)
Jack had entirely forgotten what that word meant though he wasn't quite ready to break the moment just to ask. "You are my everything." He leaned in and rested his cheek against Sauks shoulder.
Sauk wasn’t sure what else he could do besides hug Jack tighter. He was careful with his Vulcan strength, which was surprising for someone with such a small, frail looking body. He wondered how Jack would react if he scooped him up bridal style and carried him to the bed or the couch…
Sauk grinned, then decided to do something…a bit impulsive. He called on the physical strength of his Vulcan ancestors to scoop Jack up, holding him bridal style. “I know, it almost hurts to be apart,” He agreed.
To: Cadet Sauk Tral
From: Fleet Admiral Xaav'ax Aisut
Subject: Meeting
Cadet,
Please come to the conference room on the Operations Ring at your earliest convenience.
- Fleet Admiral Xaav'ax Aisut, Head of Security, Starfleet
When the notification appeared on Sauk's PADD, from a Fleet Admiral, for the Prophets' sake, he jumped. Was he in trouble? No...he used his new breathing exercises and calmed his body before putting on a uniform, straightening it as best he could, desperatley combing his unruly hair, and walking out.
Hey Tral, I was wondering if you wanted to come to Delta Delights with me? I want to get a gift for my uncle and as a thank you to you, I'll get you something.
- Renakir
I've never been, but I heard they had a lot of interesting things. Also I insist, you are so nice to me especially in the mess hall. Meet you at Delta Delights in 30min?
- Renakir
[D] Sauk was so, so tired after what felt like a week of nonstop back to back shifts. He hadn't had a break all week. He glanced at his PADD, seeing it light up with a notification, and picked it up, tapping the announcement icon. I was from Dion. Fuck. He was a horrible friend! He'd missed Dion's birthday, and he hadn't even known it was happening. He had no present, and a pathetic excuse, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to attend the party.He made his way over to his wardrobe and looked through his shitty Autism Wear™️ (shirts for fandoms he was obsessing over, sweatpants, and hoodies), until finally he found something suitable for a ball. It had to have been at least three months since he'd worn it, but luckily, it wasn't wrinkled. He took out the robes, traditional Bajoran apparel, the same outfit he'd worn to his cousin Holii's wedding. The robes were layered with yellow and orange fabric, and the sleeves were flowy and free. He completed the outfit with a pair of dress shoes and exited his quarters.
[D] Sauk was sitting in his quarters, looking through his PADD messages. Plenty of spam from spacewebsites he'd signed up for, a couple notifications from videos he'd posted on SpaceTube...and one from his mom! He grinned and opened it, eyes quickly scanning the words on the screen. She'd sent him a kitten? He flapped his hands in excitement. After a breakup, a cute, small animal was definitely something he needed and wanted. He glanced over at Shoe, who was batting at a toy mouse on his bed. Hopefully she would appreciate having a friend.
And soon enough Renakir was at his friend's door. In his arms was a box and at his feet sat his pet epohh. She was quite a fast learner, able to follow her father without a leash or any other commands. The epohh was fluffy with six eyes and two wiggly antennae. Renakir buzzed the door and waited for a reply.
Sauk startled when the front door to him and his ex-boyfriend's quarters buzzed. He stood, moving out of his bedroom and into the main room. He straightened the academy sweater he was wearing, yawning slightly. He was off work for the day, taking a break to relax and get some art projects finished. He opened the door and grinned. "Renakir!" He smiled, authentic joy on his face.
Renakir grinned when the doors opened and he saw his friend standing there! Even if Sauk couldn't see his eyes, his toothy grin and the way his floppy ears twitched when he smiled was enough to show his excitement. Kali-fal Madeleine was also curious about the Vulcan-Bajoran boy and immediately got up to sniff Sauk's feet.
"Jolan tru, Tral," Renakir greeted with his typical head bow, careful not to move too much or his sunglasses would slip off. "I have a package for you-- and oh don't mind her, I have a pet now too. Her name is Kali-fal Madeleine and she's an epohh," Renakir looked down at the spot where Kali-fal was sitting only to realise she had wasted no time shuffling into Sauk's room. It didn't help that she was only a little larger than an average terran house cat, which was quite small compared to her tall Vulcanoid father.
Sauk looked down at the creature sniffing his bare feet (true to his anti-sock philosophy). "Oh, my Prophets, she's precious!" He practically squealed, waving his fingers at her in greeting. Now on the couch, following at watching Sauk from a few steps behind, Shoe meowed loudly, both a greeting and a question for the epohh.He brightened at the prospect that he had a package. He wasn't expecting anything so soon-- unless Space UPS worked really fucking fast and his cat was already here. "Oh?" He held out his hands for the package as Shoe hopped down from her perch on the couch to make herself aquainted with the cat-sized alien animal approaching her. She meowed again.
After having a little sniff sniff of the boy's bare feet, Kali-fal Madeleine made her way to the fellow fluffy creature walking towards her. The epohh wagged her tail and wiggled her antennae. Her attention was interrupted briefly when the boy waved at her. She responded by kicking up her back legs and opening her mouth, revealing all her sharp teeth that somehow matched her father's.
"Yes, for you," Renakir handed the package to Sauk before he let his gaze drift down to watch the fluffy-to-fluffy interaction taking place. Kali-fal was calm for an epohh, walking slowly on all four legs as she looked curiously at the terran feline.
Calm was definitely good for Shoe, an old woman. She decided Kali-fal could pass, and booped the epohh with her snout. Friendly cat gesture that hopefully translated cross-species and cross planet. Meanwhile, Sauk took the package and set it on the ground. It felt pretty light, and there were air holes in it. Hmm.He opened the box carefully, gasping when a tiny kitten popped its head out. It was a pale colored tabby cat with splotches of black on it's paws, face, and sides. It meowed up at Sauk, a friendly greeting, mouth open to taste the air. "Baby!" Sauk said instinctively. "Renakir, it's baby!" He grinned, melting as the kitten pawed at him. The cat was absolutely tiny.
What a coincidence that epohh's also showed affection with nose boops as well! The fluffy blue epohh scrunched up her nose and booped the cat right back! Friends! After that was done, Kali-fal made her way back to her father to see what was going on.Renakir watched as Sauk placed the box on the ground and opened the top. To his surprise there was-- a second cat? Renakir knew there was something strange when the box was moving as he carried it. A smile crossed his face once again when he saw the fluffy pale coloured tabby. "Oh, a second cat?" Now Sauk had two fluffy children! Kali-fal wasted no time walking over to the box and standing up on her hind legs to see the new arrival. "Kali-fal Madeleine looks excited too,"* He gave his epohh some head scratches as Kali-fal's antennae wiggled, booping the young kitten on the head in the process.*
The kitten sneezed as Kali-fal pressed their noses together, and Sauk giggled. He hadn't been expecting the kitten to arrive so soon! He'd only just got his mother's message, after all! Now he had two pets. He wasn't sure he was cut out for taking care of three whole animals (counting himself). He was but a mere Starfleet ensign, humble and sad. He often forgot to feed himself, and had reminders set on every one of his devices so he wouldn't forget Shoe's food. It would be a challenge, but the kitten's precious face convinced him to follow through.He picked the small tabby up, cradling it. He could tell now that it was a boy. In a split-second decision, he came up with a name. "Hello, Lace," He cooed to the baby, wiggling a finger in it's face. It bit at it, and kitten's teeth are sharp, so luckily, Lace was still growing his teeth.
"Lace?" Renakir raised an eyebrow when he heard the name. After Sauk picked up the new kitten, Kali-fal had made we way back to her father. She scratched her hoof on the side of Rennie's show to give him the cue that she also wanted to be cradled. Of course Renakir, the epohh whisperer, knew this immediately and with one quick motion picked up the epohh in his arms, mimicing how his friend was holding Lace.
"Wait... Your name is Sauk, and your cat is Shoe... and this new kitten is Lace. I feel less bad about naming my epohh after Romulan ale," They both had the same level of naming sense it seemed, which made him smile yet again. Kali-fal Madeline was also smiling, the two had the same sharp toothed smile, pets really did look like their owners.
Sauk giggled. Puns were fun. If two year old Sauk could name a kitten Shoe, then twenty year old Sauk could definitely name a kitten Lace. And he was pretty as lace, too, with his young, precious features.
“You named her after an ale?” Sauk laughed. Respect, honestly. He loved his friends, honestly. Renakir was one of his closest friends, and he was happy to have this conversation with him, even if the roleplayer forgot, and realistically, it was only 30 minutes or so long.
Seeing the Vulcan-Bajoran boy giggle made Renakir's grin grow bigger. He loved seeing his friends happy, especially someone who was so similar to him in many ways. Kali-fal reacted in a similar way, opening her mouth and making a very soft chirping noise, the epohh sound of joy.
"Yeah I totally did. Because Romulan ale is delicious and well, she's the same blue!" Renakir held up his daughter like they were in that weird earth movie Lion Praetor or something like that. "Well, we should be getting back. Enjoy your new child! Oh and if you ever want to have them all play together, you know my comms code," Renakir was relaxed as he spoke, his tone night and day from how he used to be. He loved his friends and Sauk was definitely daelhen level, as in, he'd murder someone for Sauk. Or at the very least, 'just have a chat' behind Waffle House on his friend's behalf.
Sauk’s smile grew at that. And the fact that Kali-fal was laughing too made him laugh even harder, for a moment. It was adorable, really. From Sauk’s arms, Lace made a tiny mewing sound. Little baby man. Little baby.
“That makes sense!” He nodded. He was so glad Renakir had relaxed around him, much different from some of their early interactions. He cared so much about his friends. He would never murder anyone, and he would be very much startled to find out someone cared enough about him to commit a crime on his behalf.
Renakir waved to Sauk with Kali-fal Madeleine repeating the action with her hoofs and a wiggle of her antennae. Like father like daughter, they really did have a lot of similarities even if they looked completely different. Kali-fal was a lot more outgoing than Renakir though, she loved attention and physical contact, very unlike her father.
"Jolan tru to you Tral, and Shoe and Lace," Renakir said before heading out the door with his daughter in his arms.
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