Life at Warp-90 [Shrimpeh/Luna]

Distilled sunlight through the clouded windows pranced their way into the mansion-like house, dancing off the floor. Bright rays illuminated the room to an eerie, ancient glow. Books lined the walls, seemingly hundreds upon hundreds of them lined vertically in the shelves. Each cover transcended the years, some damaged into wrinkles, rips, and dented spines. One single desk was located in the center, but chairs could be found in the dozens, placed in random spots of the gigantic area. Many were simple, wooden seats of beige cushions; the few rest were elegant fitted with much cushioning and softness for a body to rest.

In one such seat, Lily had curled herself into the cushion. Her legs spread out off a chair arm, not long enough to grace the floor; the blond head rested on the other arm, one top limb grasping the structure and the other drifting towards the floor. Breathing was soft, lips parted slightly as lids twitched to the daylight stroking her face. On occasion, the body of the girl would shift, stretching, moaning small ones as she twisted in the chair. Even as she moved about, the blond District 5 girl would not allow her limbs kiss the ground in a touch. Shallow blackness circled around the closed eyes, a tinge of darkness.

Faded echoes of wailing made a dash to the tiny ears, a groan snorting through the nose. Another set of cries perked Lily to sit up, eyes twitching, a mouth smacking to clear the throat. Blond strands were brushed away from the brows, and the same hand went through the long hairs while she rose off the seat, teal eyes cracking and resisting the extreme brightness compared to the dark world she had consumed herself in. She had to take a moment to go against the temporary lack of balance from standing too quickly, but she had fought nicely and walked slowly towards the shrieks. Instincts urged her to pick up the pace, although the tiredness slowed down the progress. As the screams continued on, Lily called out with her own voice, expressing reassuring words though no drastic effect took place. They had continued to reverberate off the walls.

Journey successful, Lily dragged her feet into a small room, blinking, attempting to grin. To the left, a chest was propped open to reveal a great bounty of stuffed animals within, a dog head sticking out and almost touching the floor. Across from her, a stroller stood guard, watching the door she had entered in. Slow fan rotating above a white crib, dangling decorations twitched to the winds, jingling. Cries not stopping, the blond sluggishly approached the cradle and peered inside, smiling a toothy smile. She reached in and was received with a high giggling laughter. Though the bawls hurt the ears, Lily resisted, instead going in with both hands, lifting a very light body.

Held in both arms, a tan baby blinked its big hazel eyes back at the teal ones of the blond. Snuggling towards the collective warmth, the infant stayed - for the most part - still, cozy. In one instance, a small hand went for Lily's nose, cooing, and the girl smiled wide, lips pressed tight, as her head cuddled the body of the baby, inciting a fit of laughter. Clad in a blue cotton one-piece, the small person continued to make noise, sparking more emotion from the blond girl. Sapped energy attempted to pull her downwards, but the overabundant joy kept her standing.

Her head twisted fast as a knock pitched. Lily stood in her place for a few seconds before making an attempt to set the brown-headed baby back into the crib, only to receive apparent displeasure by struggling and fighting. Sighing, the girl held the now-compliant infant in her arms and went out of the room, down the hall. Legs alternated as hasty as they could go, stopping only till they hit the entry. She took no time - other than the moment to try to switch strength to hold the child in one arm - to instantly open the door to a crack, peeking. One single eye widened, and the entrance opened more, revealing the girl and the baby.

Despite acknowledging the person in front of her, Lily had to take a few seconds to register before muttering, "Devroux...? Devroux!...and..." Vision locked onto the man behind the Avox, frowning slightly in confusion. As she looked on, the child turned his head to the two and attempted to reach out to either with small hands, grunting as only air was to be grasped loosely. Lily readjusted her grip on the infant, showing prominent relief. "You're safe. I'm so glad! Though... Who are you, Sir?" Mixture of happiness and concern was showcased on her face, disregarding the low cries of the child in her arms.

Upon Lily's request, the two men entered in. As the only new person to the house in the Victor's Village, he - as far as the blond girl knew - was the only one that took an inspection from the place. Perhaps Devroux did as well - as he was gone for about three seasons - but he might have been looking for changes. Any sort of curiosity from the two got a little quiet giggle from the District 5 girl with the ever wide-eyed son in her arms. She shut the door behind them as guests - though with the intention of keeping out the wandering eye from inspecting the outsiders. I don't want to get caught again. It was kind of scary - even with those two.

Before she knew the pace of events, the man named Luk had excused himself from them and said he would take care of the food arrangements. "Oh, no, Luk, please!" she called out. Lily took a step forward and tried to usher him back. "I can do it! Really I'm..." Luk had already entered in the kitchen area. Pout. Colton stole a glance at his mother and blinked his eyes in utter curiosity from how sudden her change of expression was. "I offered, though... Luk, you didn't have to..." Despite the urges to walk in the kitchen with him, a yawn halted any notion of going forward. Lily had to shift weight of Colton to one arm when she rubbed her eyes.

She gave off another pout. "Devroux, does Luk always---" In midst of speaking, Lily had turned to the Avox boy but found herself looking at air. Further down, the tan male walked over to the library area. Colton was watching, too, for the Avox's intentions, and Lily only tilted her head slightly. Soon, however, Devroux was behind the same chair that she was in before the baby's cry. Another head tilt. Big hands patted the chair kindly; Lily immediately erected her head and widened the eyes a little, with a blink to follow. Embarrassment came after.

"You're not thinking that I'm very tired, are you, Devroux?" Lily walked over to the room, blinking a lot. "B-Because I'm not that tired! Haha!" Rushing red came on Lily's face as she went to sit in the chair with a gentle plop, Colton preferring to stare at Devroux with big eyes. Lily found herself sinking deeper into the chair and resisting to shut her eyes. Even the sunlight that gushed into the room was tempting the girl to succumb into perpetual darkness behind the lids. "Lately, I've been trying to read a couple stories to Colton. I think he likes to hear them." Her lids closed halfway. "He keeps me awake a lot. Stories calm him down a bit... I don't want to fall asleep. Haha..." Giggling or chuckling was getting harder as the body wanted to shut down to a sleep.