The Arch Wilder
Vulpesen smiled as he breathed in the sweet scent of the veran roses, their revitalizing smell only adding to the joy he felt as he opened the door to the Veran grand hall. While normally he would walk in with open arms to hug his kids, this time the arms were a bit occupied. The object of their occupation, his hopefully future wife, [member="Emilia Marean"], also known as Alexandra Cinthra, not that such knowledge was overly common.
Just earlier that day, he had made his way into he jedi temple on Ossus and kidnapped his love, though without much resistance. His one intact ear flicked as it picked up the sound of footsteps, a young boy and running down the stairs eager to see his mommy once more. "Daddy, is she here!" Valen's dark eyes looked up at his father, then to the woman in his arms. Of course, he wouldn't recognize her. This woman had black hair and a tail, not at all like the mother the sith had taken from him. And it showed in a confused look he gave Vulpesen.
"Yes, its her. She's been through a lot and she needed to change her looks so the bad guys wouldn't know its her. But this is your mother. She just has a secret identity." He smiled at the boy as he set his fiance into a chair, turning to his son who then had another thing to say.
"Like a super hero?" His look of confusion quickly spread into a smile at the thought. Nodoubt the child would be amazed at such a prospect. After all, isnt that how every child wanted to view their parents? Not as the dul people of every day life but the heroes that would keep them safe.
Of course, Vulpesen was loathe to deny the boy such fantasies, and for this reason, he didn't. "Yes Valen, just like a super hero. Now go get your sister. I know she's been waiting for this too." Daella had gone out with her grand parents, the two's experience with dealing with opposite sides of the spectrum(as evident in their unlikely marriage) having become something for Vulpesen to rely on with his biological daughter's unstable mind and Alex's leaving.
"Alright!" The boy turned and ran for the stairs, hooking his hand against them as he leaned over called up to his adoptive sister. "NOKOMIS, MOMMY IS HERE, COME DOWN!" Full of energy and with the voice of his zorren heritage, the boy's voice would reverberate through the house hold.
[member="Nokomis Arkay"]
Just earlier that day, he had made his way into he jedi temple on Ossus and kidnapped his love, though without much resistance. His one intact ear flicked as it picked up the sound of footsteps, a young boy and running down the stairs eager to see his mommy once more. "Daddy, is she here!" Valen's dark eyes looked up at his father, then to the woman in his arms. Of course, he wouldn't recognize her. This woman had black hair and a tail, not at all like the mother the sith had taken from him. And it showed in a confused look he gave Vulpesen.
"Yes, its her. She's been through a lot and she needed to change her looks so the bad guys wouldn't know its her. But this is your mother. She just has a secret identity." He smiled at the boy as he set his fiance into a chair, turning to his son who then had another thing to say.
"Like a super hero?" His look of confusion quickly spread into a smile at the thought. Nodoubt the child would be amazed at such a prospect. After all, isnt that how every child wanted to view their parents? Not as the dul people of every day life but the heroes that would keep them safe.
Of course, Vulpesen was loathe to deny the boy such fantasies, and for this reason, he didn't. "Yes Valen, just like a super hero. Now go get your sister. I know she's been waiting for this too." Daella had gone out with her grand parents, the two's experience with dealing with opposite sides of the spectrum(as evident in their unlikely marriage) having become something for Vulpesen to rely on with his biological daughter's unstable mind and Alex's leaving.
"Alright!" The boy turned and ran for the stairs, hooking his hand against them as he leaned over called up to his adoptive sister. "NOKOMIS, MOMMY IS HERE, COME DOWN!" Full of energy and with the voice of his zorren heritage, the boy's voice would reverberate through the house hold.
[member="Nokomis Arkay"]