The Order of the Crimson Blade Base

[kite]

*Kite smiles at the sound of his room*

Ahhhhh, yes, I do believe my room has my old stuff all ready as well. I wonder if Verspia's room still has the blood... or was it SK's room... Oh well, i dont need bloodstains to remember.

*Kite stands up and heads into the kitchen. As he does, he looks to Lyra and asks*

Have you eaten? Want me to grab you something? I'm starving. I rushed from Coruscant to Zonama Sekot to here as soon as i got the message, so I'm starving.

[lyra]

Lyra yawns and shakes her head slightly.

"No thank you, I've eaten recently...and I need to check in on Adela and Alexia soon... "

She stretches a bit, standing up, and heading towards the nursery.

"I'm glad you made it here safely Kite. Just be patient I suppose."

[kite]

*Kite smiles at her and nods*

Alright Lyra. Thank you for that. I will be patient... if I have to.

*Kite laughs and waves her off, then grabs some sandwich stuff and slaps it together into a completed sandwich, walking to his room and eating it there, reveling in the beauty of it, the memories. He sighs at some of the memories that it brings up, but pushes them out of his thoughts, focusing on the good and decides that it is a great place to restart. He reaches out through the force and brushes against Alexia's presence delicately, then decides to hit the sack and slips into bed, falling asleep*

[lyra]

Lyra makes her way into the nursery, she sees the babbling little girl. She watches as Alexia stops, tilting her head to one side, giving that puzzled look that only she and Morri can give. Lyra chuckles, realizing it must have something to do with the Force, but not realizing that the you dala was trying to figure out why Kite's presence felt familiar. As Lyra makes her way to the crib, Alexia jumps up and down in her crib, wanting her to pick her up. Picking her up, Lyra kisses her temple lightly.

"I'd give my life for you Vod'ika..."

She whispers, loving the child as family. Alexia bats her lashes, much like her mother would, then gives that excited smirk that she quite obviously got from her father.

"Foo!"

She exclaims, and Lyra takes her into the kitchen, picking up a jar of baby food. After grabbing a spoon, she takes a seat, settling Alexia into her lap, and feeding her. Alexia, loving the flavor eats the meal, being very much like her mother, and doing so very neatly. Lyra can't help but laugh at how much Alexia is a perfect blend of her parents.

After she's fed the toddler, she carries her back into the nursery.

"C'mon vod'ika... time to get ready for bed..."

Giving a yawn, its almost as if Alexia agrees with her. Making it back to the nursery, Lyra picks out some cozy jammies, and changes both Alexia's diaper, and her clothes into the pajamas. Once dressed, Lyra takes a seat in the rocker, her feet on the ottoman, humming softly to Alexia and rocking her to sleep. Yawning herself, it isn't long until the pair are both out, sound asleep in the comfy chair.