The Gentlemen's "Guestroom"

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Those dark green eyes looked up at Leo and he smirked. "What the hell happened to your face? You look horrible." Making a playful comment towards his regeneration.

"Ermm.. got into a fight and lost badly." He said with a life, "I do not know about the horrible part.. I have a hard time keeping Maria away." Leo said bobbing his eyebrows with a cheeky grin, suggesting to something.

“YOU!”

Rio flapped his arms excitedly, not realizing that he had shouted. “I know you! You’re Maggie’s papa! You saved me! When I was a boy, do you remember? You saved my papa. You and Maria,” Rio said, bouncing up and down. “Maria… you were calling out her name when… and then you said your wife… and… pregnant…”

Nomad turned around to see Rio flapping his arms wildly, "Calm down Rio." He said placing his hands on the boy's shoulders, "Yes I am the same Nomad." He laughed as the boy bounced up and down, "Yes Maria is pregnant."

“Um…” He took a step back, remembering how Maggie would always dodge Rio’s questions when he asked if her papa knew about ‘them’. “Are Maggie and Maria here?”

Leo scratched his head, "I do not know if Magpie is here.. Maria is though."

He gripped Leo's arm tightly with his one usable arm, begging his old friend to look at him "They have Yvellyn. I... I didnt even know about her until today" His throat visibly went tight. He'd often told Leo that if he'd ever had a child he wanted a daughter. "The Goddess never even told me. She just left... Oh god, She was pregnant, Leo and I didnt know"

The Nomad looked to Nate as he gripped the Time Lord's arm tightly, "Yvellyn.. Yvie!! They have Yvie?" He yelled out, "They have my daughter as well? How old is she?" He hoped they did not nab her at some other point of her time line before he adopted the child. If so then.. oh man this is going to be bad! He almost got himself killed facing The Nothing and well did in the end, yeah he regenerated but he did die in the end. He did not want to have to go through that again.. a shiver ran up the Nomad's spine, causing him to shake his head to snap out of it, not realizing he was now visibly pale.

His head went to his hands. Nate never cried, not in 20 years had anything ever made him cry. But the man's eyes were definitely welling with tears. "She's outside her time line.. She should be nearly thirteen now... but They tell me she's eight.. She must be so frightened" Not realizing that Yvie wasn't technically aware of where she was. That Yvie was only a vessel for something cruel and twisted. The boy had delightfully neglected to mention that.

"Outside her timeline? She's eight? Oh no.. that makes The Nothing being with her.." He said scratching at his bearded chin, more in a nervous way then to actually relieve an itch. If she is out of her timeline then.. Yvie or as Nomad called her, 'Magpie', was back to her psychotic self again. He felt as though something in him died, they ruined his little girl.. something he promised her.. that The Nothing will ever return to her. Leo slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, his head resting in his hands, first Maria and the child and now he had to worry about Magpie..

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"Take your hands off of me, Damn it!!" came the rather undignified shout that echoed down the corridor. With a djinn effortlessly holding either of his arms, he was basically being dragged, The djinn facing forward while he was turned to opposite direction. His legs kicked and flailed rather uselessly since he could not get a foothold to get his captors off of him.

The Nineteen year old was not having a good day. There he had been, minding his own business, contemplating lighting up a cigarette. He never did though. He more or less just liked the way they felt tucked between his lips. Something of an oral fixation he'd developed as a child that he never grew out of. He had just tucked the cigarette behind his ear when the djinn stopped in to collect him. 

When he demanded to know where he was being taken and why, he grew increasingly annoyed that they so nonchalantly ignored him. When they approached the door, one of them took both his arms and held him firmly while the other went to frisking him. "No, seriously, let go!! I'm not into this sort of thing!" he yelled, his leg flailing out, making an attempt to connect. The were removing his personal belongings. Mainly his four knives that he always carried on him, his satchel (Or rather, his father's satchel that he borrowed *cough* stole *cough* on occasion) and his pack of cigarettes with the lighter.

Once he'd been deprived every everything but the clothes on his back, he was roughly shoved into the room and the door slammed behind him. Leon didnt even bother too see if there was anyone else in the room he recognized. He threw himself against the door, kicking and slamming his fists into what had become a stone wall in place of an exit. He fumed and cursed with such vulgarity that it is probably best that it be left to the imagination. 

The French swears died off when he heard the voices behind him and he spun around. He finally took a moment to observe the people in the room. Only three of them, he recognized. Fitz, although he looked a little younger than he remembered him. Not by much. It was a strange age in the eyes that he could read on people. Fitz didn't know Leon yet. 

'That will make things a little less awkward' he thought to himself happily. His eyes traveled. The bleeding man on the cot being tended to has a rather annoying thorn in his side. The cop, Detective Cross. He was always confusing Leon for his Papa. Although, again, he seemed a bit younger than he remembered seeing him. Perhaps they had not know each other yet?

But then he saw a face he didn't think he could have possibly been happier to see. Leon gasped in a light and happy tone and without bothering to ponder if he knew who he was or not, Leon ran up to the other Frenchman and wrapped him in a tight hug. "Papa!!", nearly lifting Rio right off of his feet.