[hr][hr] [center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjEwNi5jMzRjZDkuVFdGeVkyOGdVbTl0WVc1di4w/comero-baroque.regular.webp[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/t3iEGnM.png[/img][/center] [hr][hr] Marco had begun to listen to the young child ask why the group was being so kind to them, causing a frown to cross his face. What horrors had such a child faced in their short time? Marco had seen many horrible things befall children. The hospital was filled with such examples. Bone cancer in a five-year-old, measles in another born to idiot parents, and so on. Yet something told him this child in particular had experienced far worse. Suddenly, he felt an impact on his leg, and his attention was pulled downwards. Another child. Marco chuckled as he looked around for the parent it belonged to and quickly noticed no one seemed to be looking for her, at least not yet. This was a crowded location right now, and as one of Gideon's top men, he made it his mission to ensure this kid was back home. [color=FF69B4]“Hi there,”[/color] as he looked towards Vin, trusting that they had this handled, he simply gave them a nod, [color=FF69B4]“What’s your name?”[/color] Suddenly, he heard a feminine voice call out for their daughter, and he caught the mother's eyes as she was apparently having a seizure or something, as she was simply staring at him with her mouth agape. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and Marco looked behind him to see if something strange was going on. Upon not seeing anything, he returned his eyes back to the potential mother. “Ah ooh ah, ooh-ee. Bah Tio goh buh oo eye.” The child grabbed his leg, and Marco looked down. “Papa?” Marco looked up at the woman with wide eyes. He scanned every feature he could and realized that she was not one of the many women he had slept with, and thus the child was not his. [color=ff7360]"Oh, no, Mijita, that ain’t your Papa."[/color] Marco hid it well, but a weight had fallen off his shoulder as fast as it appeared. Good. The last thing he needed was the news that he had a kid delivered on Thanksgiving by meeting the kid first. Marco looked down at the child and smiled, he could at least make sure that the kid was happy and healthy. [color=ff7360]"Well, he ain’t yet."[/color] Marco slowly brought his eyes back up to the woman with his right eyebrow arched, with a small smirk across his face. He looked at her in a bit more detail now. He slowly brought his eyes up to match hers and let them linger just long enough before falling to her lips. They remained there before they slowly rose back to her eyes and a look of realization swept across his face as quickly as a cold winter's wind whipped through the city. She really looked like their sibling, and that was a problem. [color=ff7360]"I’m Loni. This is my daughter, Luci… She don’t normally mistake people for her Papa. She must’ve seen someone as-"[/color] He could never mess around with someone who looked so much like-[color=ff7360]"handsome as you and thought that gotta be the Papa of the cutest girl in the world. Ain’t that right, Baby?"[/color] And he was back in the building. [color=ff7360]"She knows my type too… You ain’t here with anyone, are you? An attractive man like you shouldn't be alone, and I ain't got anyone but my baby girl till my sibling's off work. Why don't we talk?"[/color] Marco looked over at Vin, raising an eyebrow. While she looked the same as his friend, she was much better with his words. His eyes drifted towards Palmoa, who, by all accounts, did not seem pleased with the sudden change in fortunes. Marco looked back towards Vin with an evil grin on their face. He never really had chances to mess with Vin, and have fun in the same night. Maybe this night, this Thanksgiving, he could do both. [color=FF69B4]“Doctors,”[/color] Marco squinted his eyes at Vin before he opened them up fully as he looked back at Loni, [color=FF69B4]“is your type doctors? If so she has an eye for it! Hi there,”[/color] Marco paused as he shifted his eyes down towards Luci, [color=FF69B4]“I am Doctor Marco Romano, pleasure to meet you Luci,”[/color] his eyes shifted back towards Loni, [color=FF69B4]“and it’s very nice to meet you, Loni. Why don’t we talk.”[/color]