The Spirit of Revolt

[Fascia]

"Yes guests... Moira and Illidan. Want to help me set the table?"

[Illidan]

"In that case, why didn't you just ask! Of course I would find you a poetry book if you are going to use it at the League of the Godless. I will try to find it when I return to work after my break."
Illidan smiles and goes to the kitchen. He sees that the taco chips are done and that both of his parents are in the kitchen.

"Do you need help with anything?"

[Moira]

"Drop the poem book off at my apartment!" I call out to Illidan.

I follow him into the kitchen and sit down at the table.

[Fascia]

"Looks like everything is about ready. Illidan, do you want to grab the juice and milk from the fridge?"

[Phillippe Montaille]

"Allo Xavier, 'ow are you today?" I say as I enter the room.

[Illidan]

"Sure mom."

Illidan pulls the juice and the milk from in the refriderator. He notices some smudge marks by the handle and supposes for a moment that maybe he should help his mother clean house. He decides against mentioning it, since it might offend her. He sets the milk and juice on the table and sits down next to Moira.

[Nijlon]

((She didn't say she was a rebel, she thought it best not to say that since she knew Cephrien worked for Red Infinity.))

Nijlon nods and smile lightly. "If you really don't mind.. I'm not really a rebel, but I don't actually support the goverment. Maybe you can tell me all about what you get to do through, and I'll consider joining." She hopes they believe her. She had no intention of joining that d**ned goverment whatsoever, but she really wanted to hang out with people she could 'see.'

Maybe it would be best if she just went to the rebel base and forgot about them..? She knew she wouldn't be able to through.

[Xavier Jaures]

"Phillipe, it's great to see you. I captured some Bloodspeaker chick and she's locked in a room right now. I don't know what to do with her. She tried attacking Hagana." Xavier explains to his friend.

[Fascia]

I am taken aback by his calling me "mom". I mean, I realize that I am his mother, but my son is only just over one... I am not old enough to be the mother of a grown elf like this Illidan. I smile and sit down at the table.

"You know, Illidan, you can call me Fascia if you want to. I mean, we are both adults now, you don't have to call me mom."

[Illidan]

"If you prefer to be called Fascia, then I will call you Fascia." Illidan says with a shrug. He never had a mother growing up, so he is sometimes unsure how to treat her.

[Hatake Kakashi]

"What's wrong, Fascia? Kid making you feel old." Kakashi sets out the plates. He smiles, obviously making fun.

[Moira]

"Pass me some taco chips, granny elf." I say to Fascia.

[Fascia]

"Kakashi, you had better watch yourself. There is no love in this house for those that would anger the mater familias."

I stand and grab Illidan, who has been crawling around the livingroom unattended during this time. I seat him in his high chair and sit back down next to him.

"Alright. Let's eat up, this may be the one good meal I will ever make."

[Illidan]

Illidan helps himself to taco chips and juice. He cringes at Moira's bad behaviors, but ignores them the best that he can.

"This is very good, mot...Fascia."


Illidan somehow feels unwelcome now that his mother wants him to call her Fascia.

"I will have to go back to work soon."

[Moira]

"That reminds me, where are you and Kakashi working?"

"Hey, and these taco chips are awesome."