Babby \o/

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[A toddler is sitting in the middle of the library, all by his lonesome. People who know Damian might recognize the endlessly-judgmental eyes, but otherwise, he just appears to be a dark-haired little boy with big blue eyes and a big stuffed bat under his arm. Good thing he's an independent little guy and doesn't seem to be bothered that he's all by his lonesome. He seems more puzzled by the endless bookshelves around him than anything.

For now, anyway.]



[ooc: Damian's a little bb.]

Comments

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Rippy rip rip.]

No.

[He reaches up to knock her in the face.]

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

Whoa there, fists of fury. You can not just-- [waiiiit a minute] ... You know, you seem kind of familiar, kid.

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He looks at her with a sour expression and tries to hit her again.]

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

[She'll hold him out at arm's length and fix him with a cross look of surprise] ... Damian?

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He dangles there with that usual critical, unyielding look on his face. If he could pronounce it, he'd call you a harlot right now.]

Baman!

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

Well... that's a definite positive ID.

Come on 'Ba-man'. We'll find you somewhere a little more child friendly to play.