[Log - Who's there?]

[darrynmiquiztli]

The room had no windows, which was unusual for anything that Darryn requested. From his Scintillian background he always wanted large windows, stained glass and generally set high into the ceilings or spanning the whole walls.

This room had not a single window though, but it was still light inside. Darryn had crafted a sun from his own light and power - just a small one, that would fit between his hands, but it lit the entire room and hung high in the ceiling.

It was also filled with sand that Darryn had crafted. Piles of it that filled every corner of the room, sometimes crawled as high as the ceiling. In the sand Darryn could use his magic, create a swirling vision of Phosphorumbra to look over, or more specific parts of the whole world.

He was doing that now, sat cross legged on the floor with a small swirling whirlwind of sand that showed him the city of Lamsence which he gazed at even while he heard the door behind him open.

"Something you need?" He asked, gesturing at the sand so that it took his view back, to take in Passiada state as a whole.

Comments

[Gilbert - Two demi gods make a whole?]

[goldensyrup]

"It's just me dad. I wondered if you were hungry yet?" The gentle voice of Darryn's youngest son came to him fro the doorway. As the boy entered the room the place got a little brighter and Gil himself took on a new sort of shine he didn't have when he was elsewhere.

"You've not eaten since this morning."

[darrynmiquiztli]

Darryn looked over his shoulder at his son and smiled with loving fondness, more than happy to be interrupted by him at any time.

"Well... I could eat," he confessed. He didn't strictly need to eat since he had become a DemiGod, but he truly loved the experience of eating too much to really give it up.

[goldensyrup]

"I thought you'd say that." The boy giggled, producing a plate of cupcakes from behind his back excitedly.

"Cupcake break? I made all kinds."

[darrynmiquiztli]

"I do love an excuse for cakes."

Darryn allowed the view of Phosphorumbra to die down, leaving the sand level until he forced it up and into a solid table shape, somewhere for Gil to place the plate.

"How's my Gila-monster doing today?"

[goldensyrup]

"Okay." Gil answered setting the cakes down. There were indeed ones of all colours and flavours and they smelt sweet and warm.

"It's quiet around the library today. Charon and Shini are both away, father and you are working so..."

[darrynmiquiztli]

"So you busied yourself in the kitchen?"

Darryn crossed his legs and took his son's arm, letting him sit on his lap. Gilbert had always been small, and even fully grown he was a slender and petite boy - perfect for lap sitting.

He stroked his son's hair, "Not too bored and lonely, right?"

[goldensyrup]

"I was a bit." Gilbert admitted. His daddy always knew him so well. "But now I'm with you, so if you don't mind?" His unfinished question implied that he might stay for a while, maybe even help Darryn where he could with his duties as a demi god of Phosphoreumbra.

Using magic he bought a cupcake over. It was dark chocolate brown wrapped in red paper and forested with cream icing and chocolate curls. He stuck his finger in the icing then held it up behind his head for Darryn.

[Josh - Log]

[silenceisblue]

Josh shook his head. There wasn't anything he needed after all, he just wanted to say hello and maybe tell Darryn how his son's training was going.

The beautiful room was a little warm for his vamperic nature to stand comfortably, but he did not let that show at all. He stood perfectly still, his presence making barely any impact on the room at all. He was just a slight shadow on the otherwise golden sand.

[darrynmiquiztli]

Without a verbal reply, Darryn thought perhaps that he'd been hearing things and so continued to watch his world quietly. A few seconds in though he realised he did have that notion of being watched and Goddess forbid that Hudson would rest in peace if Darryn ignored his assassin training.

He turned himself around at the waist where he sat, seeing Joshua standing by the doorway. "Oh, hey." Darryn pulled himself up, the wind dying down as he did so and the vision disappearing.

"Sorry I was in another world there. Or you know, watching one."

[silenceisblue]

"No need to apologies, Darryn-san." The seemingly young boy gave a meek smile, more with his eyes than lips. This was an expression that Darryn was already very used to reading from men like his husband who were less than emotive.

"Your room is very beautiful. I like to see." He bowed his head in respect.

[darrynmiquiztli]

"Ah, it's just sand," Darryn dismissed with a nochalent shrug. "I mean, I can do things with the sand, but not like there's a mural or window around here."

He brushed his hair over his shoulders and then winced slightly in a comical fashion. "Did Charon do something?"

[silenceisblue]

"Charon often does many things." Josh answered with his usual calmness and somewhat quirkiness he had acquired in his old age. He could not help but notice the dismissive nature in which Darryn spoke of his duties as a sun god. There was a deep well of secret pain there, Josh sensed.

"Today, I do not notice anything naughty." He chose his words careful as usual. Today he did not notice anything bad from Charon, but that did not mean he had not done something.

[darrynmiquiztli]

Darryn nodded slowly, showing that he understood the meaning behind those words.

"Well, that's the best we can hope for, right?" He offered Joshua a smile.

[Maurice - Log]

[mem_more_mihs]

"Just some paperwork for Thanatos." Maurice spoke softly, not really wanting to interrupt Darryn when he seemed so very busy. He had come by, in truth, to see the demi-god. Perhaps to have a chat and something to eat in his company? He didn't realise Darryn was working.

"I can leave it on his desk. I'm sorry to have disturbed you Darryn."

[darrynmiquiztli]

The sand world fell flat back into the sandy floor of the room. Darryn looked up over his shoulder, pulling himself up and trying to stand up quickly.

Observant as ever, Darryn knew Maurice wouldn't have brought Thanatos' paperwork anywhere but to the man himself. Clearly Darryn was the target today.

"Hey, Maurice!" Darryn greeted the other man with genuine joy. "How are you?"

[mem_more_mihs]

"I'm..." He began but then paused, closed his eyes, waited a moment then continued with new breath. "Things are a little complicated at the moment. How are you?"

[darrynmiquiztli]

"I can't complain right at this moment," Darryn admitted, standing up and brushing sand off his knees.

"How complicated, or shouldn't I ask?"

[mem_more_mihs]

"It depends on how long you have." Maurice sighed, his smile wavering slightly. "You look busy."

[darrynmiquiztli]

"To be perfectly honest," Darryn moved over to Maurice and bent slightly, speaking in a low confidential tone. "... I'm not. They keep going on whether I watch or not."

[Some time in the future...]

[oreooreo]

"No." Yorolaie stood somewhat awkwardly in the doorway. "Just... Visiting."

[ohmerghaaaed the future]

[darrynmiquiztli]

Darryn lifted his eyes from his work and looked over at the doorway, taking in the figure of his current youngest son carefully. Yorolaie was sometimes known for his temper and thus his need to be calmed down. Darryn wondered if that was the cause for the current awkwardness.

He smiled at his son, "Going to visit outside of the doorway, then?"

[Its so futuristic and later on and stuff...]

[oreooreo]

"I don't like getting sand in my shoes." He commented. "If I come in, keep it away from me."

[There are LASERS]

[darrynmiquiztli]

Darryn was sure Thanatos would have pulled the boy up on his manners, but personally Darryn had given up talking to a brick wall on that matter. Yorolaie just didn't understand how to read his own tone.

"Okay then."

The sand parted, crawling up the walls and reshaping itself under a perfect walkway of the room's original floor appeared, not a single grain of sand left upon them. Darryn even lessened the sand he was sat upon, so that the floor was not so far down from where he was sitting.

[The time machine now runs on Mr Fusion]

[oreooreo]

Yorolaie entered the room and stood in the patch of blank floor Darryn had made for him, wondering whether or not to sit down. It might have put him too low while Darryn was still elevated on the sand.

"Thanks." He commented, looking up at Darryn with dark eyes. "What are you doing?"

[Light travel man. Light travel. TO THE FUTURE]

[darrynmiquiztli]

"Checking on Phosphorumbra, basically." Darryn gestured with his hand, making the swirling sandstorm's image pull back and outwards under the whole of the planet was visible.