Oblivion ::: An Original RP

Who: Jakob and Leto
When: Shortly after 8:15pm
Where: Heading to Circean Delight

Levon had not been particularly thrilled when the lights went out. There had been a lot of screaming, actually. Leto had taken him out into the hall, only to hear that people were heading to Circean Delight. This was not high on Leto's list of priorities, but if it meant calming Levon down, that was what she was going to do.

The stairs had not been fun. Anyone who had ever said the stairs were the healthier alternative had never had to descend four flights of them with a screaming toddler on their hip. By the time she reached C Deck, she had just managed to calm him down (she was pretty sure he was at the point where he found the red lights fascinating), and then just like that, he was content as could be. Leto sighed heavily, and resisted the urge to just plunk down right there on the floor in the hallway. The things you put me through, my love... she thought, slowing her pace as she headed to the restaurant.

And then Levon spoke up, rather loudly, with clear amazement in his voice. "Look, Momma! A giant!"

Who: Jerome, Alexander, and Leto (and Levon!)
When: Mid morning
Where: Leto's room

Leto was willing to admit, she might have made a huge mistake.

Spending the previous day (being both Christmas and her son's third birthday) building sand castles on Miami beach, and now going on a boat, where her son was living in a bona fide Disney scene... yeah, big mistake. She was never gonna be able to do better than this. Every birthday from here on out would pale in comparison to the room with furniture that looked carved into the side of massive trees, with live plants and (fake) animals everywhere. Her room - the Enchanted Forest, as it said on the door - was Wonderland to little Levon. Decorate butterflies and birds hung from the branches on the ceiling, and Levon had spent the entire time Leto unpacked their things running around and screaming in delight.

It was going to be a long day. Once unpacked, she breathed a heavy sigh, and headed into the sitting room to collapse on the couch - and kick her feet up on the massive, tree-trunk coffee table. Her father's room was adjoining, and she'd given Alexander an extra keycard to her room to be used whenever he pleased. She expected them by any moment now, unless Levon's happy screams persuaded them to take a little detour. "Don't you want to see the rest of the boat, Levon?" she asked.

Levon looked up at her and blinked. "Are there am-imals?"

Leto grinned brightly. "I don't know. I don't think so, honey. I think you got the amimal room." With that answer, Levon went right back to chasing fake butterflies and playing with various decorations in the room. Oh yeah. She was never going to be able to get him off the ship again.