Jayce Talis [Post Canon RP]

That and Viktor has been… giving my leg a few kisses. Makes me want to ask about the ones he, likely, gave me when I woke up from surgery.

Our son makes the day go by a lot easier, between resting and watching him do the same.

I’ve heard cat purrs have some type of healing frequency, I wonder if that’s true. This little guy’s purr is 10 times bigger than his body.

Hm....

Equation...Heimerdinger... Viktor Junior- Oh or Jayce Junior.

Queso, bebe...

I love him, he's purrfect. Does he need his bottle?

Are we going to keep calling him 'our son' or have you thought about names?

‪…. Shh‬

‪-whispers-‬

‪I’m trying to instill bravery into our son.‬

Nothing has happened since the priest came and blessed the house... I didn't picture myself as someone who would believe in ghosts, but here we are.

A man of whiteness, who goes into a haunted house! We need to call a priest, I swear there is one somewhere in this village.

Listen I am a man of science too but we also invited you know- MAGIC.

No the baby is me- YES THE CAT, is there another baby with us?!

*Why are white people LIKE THIS*

Viktor...I understand your complexion is similar to a ghost but we can NOT go back in. A draft can't throw a plate, you just admitted to seeing something!

What if the baby gets scared?

So..you've just been ignoring it but failed to inform me that our cottage is haunted?

-a door closing startles him-

No thank you.

-pulls Viktor, plus the kitten, onto his lap and wheels them out of the cottage-

What is the rational explanation behind the plate? I can imagine me seeing something, but the FLYING PLATE?

Have you seen anything? Mr. Jenkins dealt with this too?

-runs hand down his face-

Is this an arcane thing...?

Then a plate and glass were thrown across the room. After I cleaned it up, I saw a figure and decided to spend the rest of the day outside.

I didn't want to dampen your mood but...

-leans forward-

This place is haunted. After you left, I could have sworn I heard someone here and when I went to investigate there was obviously no one here other than myself.

He’s adorable, what made you pick him?

*Local kids playing tricks?*

-turns-

*Nope, nope nope nope.*

-leaves the house*

Absolutely not.

*Janna?*

-Nervously chuckles-

*I got so scared I'm quoting Viktor...*

-wheels over to investigate-

H-hello?

H-how?

I wasn't even NEAR IT.

*It nearly flew across the room, how is that possible?*

Janna, the basement really is haunted. No-no....there's an explanation for this Jayce. There's no such thing as ghosts....

*No one is here but me, but what's that sound?*

-continues to the kitchen-

Hello?

Shit!

-turns his attention towards the door-

Viktor?

-gets into his wheelchair-

Did you forget something?

-wheels out of their room-

Hello?

Mackin?!

Viktor headed in to town, but not before bringing me a tasty meal in bed. I wish I could join him, soon I will. Once I eat, I'm going to get to work. I am thinking about what I should do today.

I’ll keep it to light work with my hands. I think I learned my lesson about overworking a wound…

Heh, I’m sure you could handle a few more Mr. Maternal.

-wheels away-

Thank you, Viktor. I will try and get something small done around here

-looks at Viktor quickly-

Really, something small. Like wipe down some windows or make sure they all open.

-smiles in return-

One? Are your hands also not full with me right now as well?

If I wasn't still recovering I'd tag along...could you maybe pick up a pair of crutches for me? Only if you have the arms to carry it that is, you will have a kitten with you.

Or two, if it needs a friend.

We do have all the time in the world now it seems. Would be nice to have something to raise.

I’m excited to see what you’ll bring home, will you pick a rambunctious one or a calm one?

A poodle or a rat with a bad haircut.

M-maternal? Like babies??! Well that’s one way to satisfy that itch, think I’ll start feeling the same when we get it home?

I remember Viktor being there

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WAIT HE KISSED ME RIGHT? OR WAS THAT PART OF THE MEDICATION?

Not at all, I think it'll be a fun addition.

-smiles-

I see it didn't take you long to decide you wanted one, miss Heimerdinger?

Hoping that when Viktor goes to town this week, he’ll be able to pick me up a pair of crutches. I think with both I’d be pretty unstoppable.

I keep thinking about how Zaun had phenomenal technology when it came to prosthetics-we don’t have the resources here.

Entry 7 The doctor told me the pain would subsided soon but I might experience something called phantom pain; The pain of a limb I no longer have. I guess… a ‘positive’ is I won’t feel the constant ache in that leg anymore, now it’ll just be moments of excruciating pain of something that’s no longer there. A ghost. The nail in the coffin though is that this wheelchair is uncomfortable. I need to make a lot of adjustments, the seat, the softness… this thing isn’t for long term use. (Or any use at all in this state) I still can’t do anything, I get tired so quickly. I feel I’ve spent so much of the day sleeping. Viktor’s always there when I wake up though, sometimes he’s holding my hand and sometimes he’s just watching me with a look of worry on his face. I hate that. I want to see him smile, I love the way his cheeks move when he does… or the way his eyes glisten when he’s truly happy. All I want is for us to be happy and this… feels like another cruel joke. It hurts. I try not to cry too much, at least not around Viktor… but it’s so incredibly hard. Fuck, I’m crying now.

I think there is nothing wrong with a cuddle buddy.