Adjust. Settle.

crowned-relapse-king‌:

@violeteyedkiller

Julian was about to go in for a hug until he sees the spawn crawling about all over Stan and he can’t help but smile. The children had bright eyes, making curious chirps as they should since he was after all a completely new person.

“Of course!”

Julian replies, looking in awe at the woman who came up to stand next to Stan. Feeling confident the man holds up the gift bag as he steps in and hands it over to Tat.

“Thank you for inviting me over for dinner again. I’ve brought wine and some toys for the little ones.”

@escapedfreeandchanged​

  “This is Tanya and Eli.” He holds each one up respectively before tendrils bring them to rest at his hips, the small scratches from their claws healing up quickly. “Don’t worry if it’s difficult to tell them apart but like I said, Tanya’s the ankle biter, and Eli likes to play along. I’m sure they’d love to see what you brought for them.” 

Stan brings the twins further into the living room, placing them down on the carpet and Tanya instantly tackles Eli. Stan gives a small scoff and shakes his head. The toys would be good to distract them. 

The creatura returns back over to Julian, pressing his forehead to his in proper greeting. 

@crowned-relapse-king

Tat smiled, taking the gift bag to distribute it properly. The wine went on the kitchen counter while a claw took the toys for the small ones out of their wrapping so that she could give them to Eli and Tanya. 

Where Eli had rolled and was trying her best to pin down Tanya now that she had decided to try and take her on. 

“It was quite nice of you to come and visit Julian.” Far better than previous ‘acquaintances’ of Tanmur’s. She strolled back to the living room where the two had relocated, bringing the new toys for Tanya and Eli to distract themselves with, and hopefully relieve the evening of their chirrs and screeches. 

@escapedfreeandchanged @crowned-relapse-king

Stan places his phone down. A lot of things were weighing heavy on his mind. But he wouldn’t…couldn’t let him ruin this. They had planned it for a while. Stan gives a soft smile to Tat, moving away from the phone and all the strife it gave him today, wrapping an arm around her waist as she cooked up dinner. “Julian should be here soon.” He gives a small nuzzle into her neck before going to scoop up the spawn that was crawling at their feet. He puts his frown away as best he could, nuzzling his forehead to Eli’s. But where was Tanya, that little rascal. 

“That’s wonderful darling.” Her stance straightened when he wrapped himself around her tightly, allowing her to return back to cooking once he became busy with the small spawns. “And Julian is aware of the kids being here, yeah?” She was in her home, so she was not in her guise, all creatura being represented. 

escapedfreeandchanged‌:

You sure? 

Not entirely, but I’m sticking with it. 

@escapedfreeandchanged

You’re not a monster 

ruinofhumanity‌:

Iolai kept facing forward, simply listening to the other until she stepped up to Stan’s desk. She eyed the folders, wondering how much paperwork like that was in her future. Her gaze nearly mirrored Tatyana’s, both examining and assessing the woman across from them.

“I imagine our meeting was a bit less conventional than most of your trainees.” She glanced to Stan to corroborate that before returning her attention to Tatyana. “But yes, I am interested in pursuing a job here.”

Violet hues glance to the door. Sharp and on time as always. There’s a small tug to his lips, but he knew to keep this professional. But he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of his mate. 

   “I’ll look them over and send out the appropriate messages.” He confirms, taking a folder off of the ‘approved’ pile. 

      “Tatyana, this is Iolai. Sorry that she wasn’t in the initial batch of recruits, but she’ll be getting the same treatment as the others. I’m sure she’ll be well looked after under your care. Don’t run her too haggard though.” He tells her in small indication to Tatyana that he felt she could be useful on the force.

@ruinofhumanity

“That.” She examined Iolai more. “Is true.” she could feel that there was a presence, an aura working as Tat’s eyes seemed to be able to pierce straight into the very soul of the other.

“I can tell she is quite gifted....” This was good news for Stan, but probably bad news for Iolai, she wouldn’t be given any handicaps. “I’ll be sure to give her a thorough examination Chief Norman.” She maintained the professionalism, opening the door for Iolai to move out. “Let’s go to Training room, this way.” 

ruinofhumanity:

She rose a brow, having been under the impression that she was already paired with someone. But she hardly minded, it was easy to remain unattached to someone you hadn’t met yet. “Are they meeting us here in your office, or is it one of them out there?” Iolai nodded toward the walls separating the two of them from the hustle and bustle of the rest of the floor.

They tended to go through rotations, especially with trainees. Not every officer that needed a partner was cut out for showing them the ropes as well. “She will be joining us.” He looks over to the clock on the wall. “She’ll then take you over to the training room and see what your aptitudes are. Feel free to show her as little or as much as you want, but it’s probably good to give her your all.” 

The clock on the wall struck the next hour, Stan’s door knob opening in a synchronization as the woman mentioned filled the doorway with her body. A stack of folders were in both arms. A training hoodie was unzipped, showing her black and violet sports bra that kept her bust minimized. Those lilac eyes stayed on Stan as she set one folder stack down and then the other. “That group gave us four to add.....eighteen were dismissed.” Her tone was flat, knowing to keep professional as she addressed Iolai, having already scanned her before even entering Stan’s office. “You have someone else for me to test?” A grin appeared, hiding it away as she pivoted on her heels to look over the fresh meat.  “Hello...I am Tatyana.” She combed her fingers through her hair, expression reserved as she took a more analytical gaze over the woman in Stan’s office. 

@violeteyedkiller

It was in fact a large feline, sitting on the steps for an duplex apartment. He had heard the dial and call for police, also the conversation. This was becoming a fact of life for him, so he might as well accept it. Fortunately, he sat and waited for them to arrive, a five-toed paw raising to greet the two officers. 

escapedfreeandchanged:

little-violet-terror:

“Thank you!”

“Now it is time for Grandma to take you out for the day!” She chimed, having checked it out with Xeha earlier.

“Awesome, where are we going?” This was unexpected, but she was certainly looking forward to spending time with her grandmother of sorts.