Eat Babies (Gwyn)

[Serafion Awren]

Serafion was walking to the hospital, he had needed to see where it was and get used to it if he was going to be fighting a bit. Besides, he wanted to go somewhere new, and that's exactly what he did. Wearing his trademark coat with strange dragon designs, a pair of black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt he made his way through the halls of the hospital until he got to the nursery, and he stopped looking over at the babies.

He turned his body as he looked at them, a bored expression on his face as his red orbs moved from child to child observing the difference between them. Some of them were very cute, others looked like the ugliest things he had ever seen. His expression went to boredom, still he was compelled to stay and look.

Then when he was about to leave his stomach rumbled and distracted him, he looked down and rubbed it, "I am getting hungry, I should eat before long...."

One of the nurses walked by and said, "They are so cute I could just eat them right up!"

"Do Amerikanski often joke of eating their young?" He asked himself, but she obviously had heard him, looked at him strangely not realizing he was Russian until hearing his accent, and left without saying another word. Apparently his comment was a little too morbid for her.

[Gwendolyn James]

The James family was up visiting sick grandma at the hospital, and Mrs james had convinced her daughter to wear something a little more conservative. Her normally wild hair was simply blonde and vibrant red today, pulled back into a high ponytail, a few strands fallen and framing her face. She wore a bright red tank top and a white, pink, and red ruffle mini skirt. On her feet were pink ballet flats, ribbons criss-crossing up her legs.

Gwyn could only take so much family time, and a few minutes of chatting, and she excused herself to go to the bathroom. Instead, she ended up wandering the hallways looking for something interesting. She ended up wandering over to the nursery area, and overheard a nurse and a boy by the nursery window.

"They are so cute I could just eat them right up!"

"Do Amerikanski often joke of eating their young?"

The nurse's comment was not out of the ordinary, but the boy...now that was a different story. First of all was the accent, and the Amerikanski. The word was close enough to the English variant that she knew what it was he was saying, but why? And the nurse's expression was priceless. The corners of her candy apple red lips turned upward.

"If only they weren't joking."

She stepped up to the nursery window, looking in to the sleeping, squirming, and in some cases whimpering bundles of 'joy' in the clear plastic cribs. Babies were kind of cute, she guessed, but Gwyn had never held one, nor did she particularly want to.