[Suka]

Taked aback but the hug the young Anyeli gave him, Suka stood kind of still, not returning it at first. Awkwardly, he pat her back, then pulled away, a smile on his face. He was glad to see that whatever he had done in his past... he was still able to spread kindness. Enough to recieve such kindness back. Nodding a thanks at her suggestion, Suka smiled. He might need help with some things... what? he wasnt sure yet. He'd find out in time though.\

Before he could think much on the subject, the other female burst out, causing Suka's eyes to widen as he stumbled back slightly. What on earth? Stunned, he didn't know what to think or say even. When her next stream of words hit him, his mouth droped, compleatly blown away by this confession. What had he done? Not one, but two women think he was in love with them? Could he really? No, it wasn't possible. He was in love with Destiny.

Watching the fledgling run, Suka didn't know what to say or think. The moment she fell however, his Archangel instincts kicked in, and he rushed forward with a burst of speed from his wings propelling him. He was finding it more and more smooth each time he used them. Landing on his knees beside the young girl, he reached out to suppoert her arm in an attempt to lift her up. Are you ok? He asked rather stupidly.

[Skylar]

Skylar stared a the other Anyeli in disbelief. She would have fallen for her clever ruse had she not just tried to seduce that other male fledgling just minutes earlier. She was playing off his weakness and Sky was not going to just stand off to the side and let it happen. She watched as Suka tried to pick up the anyeli as she fell. She strode over to them her eyes flashed with anger. She stared at the female fledgling You! You -squeal- what do you think your doing! Playing off of Suka's weakness it's not right! You know damn right and well that you just tried to seduce that other anyeli fledgling! She pointed to the way of the practice grounds as she spoke.

Taking deep breaths to calm herself she sighed she had not had an outburst like that in years. Hopefully Suka would believe her and her accusations. Even if he didn't remember meeting her before she could at least prove herself now to be a kind person and usually not temperamental except when it came to liars like the one before her very eyes.

[Naava]

Naava continued her string of soft sobs as Suka came towards her. Letting the masculine Skotadi lift her up slight, she looked into her face. There was a small trickle of blood mixed with tears slowly dripping down her face, making the scene of so much more tasty. Sadly, before Naava could continue her facade, that frumpy thing started spewing like a heated teapot.

Not willing to let her tears, or blood, have gone to waste, Naava moved to press herself into Suka's chest. Letting her sobbing continue, Naava turned her faced and, while keeping her tears flowing, stared into the woman's eyes. "How can you say what I was or wasn't doing? Suka was so nice to me when I first arrived hear, and with us dating, and him the archangel, I was trying to do the same." She said with sorrowful passion. It was true... ok, so it wasn't at all, bu Naava didn't care. All she wanted was control of Suka, and this incessant witch off her back. Hopefully today would cause both to happen.

Rotating her body slightly, Naava attempted to bury herself into Suka. Tears still flowing, she choked out an earnest sounding "I missed you so much." Honestly, if Naava wasn't the charlatan here, she'd believe what she was saying was true.

[Suka]

Holding the girl as she lay sobbing into his arms, Suka didn't know what to think. So many conflicting issues were making themselfs known. Was he dating Destiny, Castalia, or this girl? He couldn't be dating all three... he would never do such a thing.

Looking down into the fledglings face, he notced the scrap she'd recieved. Wincing slightly for her, he reached forward and place his hand over the spot. Softly it lit up with a soft white glow, healing the wound she'd recieved. Smiling softly, Suka startled slightly with the other Anyeli's outburst. Looking up at her with a look of total confusion. At the mention of another anyeli, Suka looked toward where the other fledgling had gone, but he was no where to be found.

Having both girls bickering back and fourth, and not knowing who he should trust, Suka closed his eyes, as if the mere motion would make them both go away. he was still holding the young girl, but he wasn't aware. Even when she spoke so softly... so broken, his eyes remained closed, and he hardly heard her.

Finally, Suka came to the realization that he had to find out what happened in the past. At least... enough to let him live his life without so much confusion. The only person he could think of to tell him what really was going on... was Xanth. Softly detaching the girl from his arms, Suka pulled away, helping her to stand up as he did so. Looking from one to the other, he shook his head. Im sorry, but I really don't remember. I-I can't ... I just... I'm sorry. He didn't even know what to say. What could he say? Turning from the girls, Suka walked toward the exit, beck the way he came. He needed to talk to Xanth... her statue was the only place he rememberd was possible.

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[Naava]

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Naava glared at Suka as he walked away. Walked away, from Naava. Just who did he think he was!? Naava was gorgeous, heck, she was half Nymph. She had all the beauty of the elemental species, so how could that insolent man not even be interested in her?

Pushing herself off the ground, Naava softly brushed her hand across her face. At least that thing had done something useful. Yes, he was officially classed as a 'thing' in Naava's mind, for now at least, because of the simple reason that she KNEW that no man could possibly walk away from her like that. Brushing off the dirt from her body, Naava smiled as she had once again regained her near perfect form. The only reason she wasn't perfect were her disgusting grey wings and... her hair.


Naava's hair's darkness had always appalled her. It was so much like her father's hair. Why couldn't Naava have been born with lighter hair like her mother? No matter what she'd soon rectify the chink in her appearance at the salon. Sensing the other anyeli's eyes on her, Naava eyed her back. "What? Of course it was all an act. Get over it miss high and mighty." She said coldly before turning her back on the fledgling and heading towards the portal.

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[Skylar]

Sky watched as Suka left a bit upset that she had made him upset. Turning towards Navaa she stared at her in disbelief how could a person be so cruel. She watched as she walked away to shocked to come up with any kind of retort to her comment. She was not High and mighty she was fair!. Sighing she turned on her heal and strode to the portal she was tired of waiting and she needed some wine.

High and mighty I'm High and mighty that litte -squeal- was soo cruel to suka it isn't even funny! Grumbling her face grew red as she stalked away. The wind gently brushed across her face as she walked through the portal.

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[Arkadios]

Circling the palace courtyard, well above the clouds, Kade waited for Dazadi to arrive. He'd felt the danger she was in before she'd called for his help, and although he couldn't gather much, because, as bonded as two could be, their link wasn't the same as the link between two Peteulanus. His own mind could reach into hers having acquired that ability, but with the interference of the protection of the Therian sanctuary, it seemed his mind wave was bouncing off and reflecting back to him. Something that was extremely annoying. His thoughts were able to penetrate and reach hers, but that was about it.

And if that wasn't bad enough, his attempt to teleport into the sanctuary had deflected him, making him nearly loose his own matter, ending up flustered and stunned for a moment, trying to regain flight before plummeting to his own death. Well, actually, he wouldn't have died, not at this altitude, but it wouldn't have been pleasant. After having told her of his attempt, rather unhappily, she projected her soon arrival, and all he had to do now was wait.

As he circled the air, continuously scanning for Dazadi's presence, Kade couldn't help but let his mind wander to the fledglings below. As he watched them go about their business, the realization of where he was hit. Hard. Mentally cursing, no doubt reflecting to Dazadi, Kade tucked in his wings and angled his body for a quick decent. The ground came up fast, and if anyone had been looking, they would surly think he'd not stop in time before compacting the ground. Leveling his body and spreading out his massive wings, Kade let loose a mind blowing roar, swooping barely over the Anyli's heads. Releasing a burst of immense heat from his throat, Kade shot up a column of fire into the air in hopes to scare the crap out of the fledglings. Pulling up into the sky again, his eyes scanned below to see every being run for their life, leaving the courtyard clear for Dazadi to bring the beast.

Not two seconds after he'd done this did Dazadi appear below, tumbling with the beast and receiving nasty wounds. All of which Kade felt. Letting loose a roar of anger, Kade spoke harshly, although he had no intention of aiming it at Dazadi. Daz, throw it into the air, Ill scorch the sucker. He instructed her.


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[Dazadi]

It was so weird hearing Kade use modern terms like 'sucker' that Daz missed a step when they landed, giving the khimaira chance to rake her belly with its claws.

Tumbling end over end with the critter, Daz shrieked angrily and used their rolling momentum to kick the khimaira off her, flinging herself backwards onto her feet and almost drawing her sword before she remembered what she was up against.

Blood trickled from several claw marks on her ribs and back but Daz ignored it, a brief dip of her shoulder the only acknowledgement. Sneering at the khimaira, Daz spared a glance for the enormous dragon form of her lifemate up in the sky and touched a finger to her temple in salute. Feigning to the left, Daz skipped back to the right, reaching for the khimaira's tail to swing it around and up over her head so Kade could, as he'd said, scorch the sucker.


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[Arkadios]

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Catching Dazadi's salute, Kade grinned his dragonic grin and continued to circle above her. This... was going to be fun. The more he thought about it, and the more he felt the rush take over his body, he realized just how much he wanted... no... needed to talk to Xanth. To feel this... to know he was useful... it was exactly what he needed. He wanted to feel this rush, he liked being a warrior. Killing to get that, yea, some might think it was sick, morbid even. But its who he was. Paperwork for the MPD, thats not what he wanted in life. Yes, he's do it, especially because Nymphadora had asked him, but he didn't want it. Not like he wanted this.

The moment the Khimaira came flying into the air, Kade shot down toward it. His pupils dilated, and his dragonic instinct took over his entire body. He wanted to eat the creature, but he had enough sanity to know that probably wasn't wise. And yet... Opening his jaws, Kade's teeth sunk into the Khimaira's mid section, the impact driving his long teeth strait through its entire body. The blood from the monster oozed into Kade's awaiting mouth, and without actually thinking, he reached up with his claw and tore the thing in half. The action he'd took caused a spray of crimson to rain down upon Dazadi, amazingly enough its insides remained intact. Hearing the howl of the dying beast, Kade crunched down on the remainder of its upper half befor spitting it out and flinging the rest of him into the air.

Rolling onto his back, Kade fell toward the ground, watching the dismembered beast fall toward him. Having had his fun, he spewed a column of fire after the corpse. Just as it began to grow into two separate creatures, rising to life once more, the fire engulfed their bodies, dying with a horrific screeching, their ash spraying to the ground below.

Twisting just in time to land on the ground with a thud, Kade's blood splattered muzzle turned to Dazadi with a wicked grin, his eyes twinkling with delight. That was fun. He commented lightly.

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[Dazadi]

A shower of blood rained on Dazadi and she stood there with her eyes squeezed shut and her lips sealed. She heard a roar and blinked carefully, shaking her head a little. Looking up, she propped her fists on her hips to look up at Kade.

Feeling the vibration of his landing, Daz snickered and moved towards him, pushing her hand against her shoulder and rotating the injured arm. Something stung more than she was used to but she couldn't tell where. She'd heal fast enough, it was just irritating. Hearing and seeing Kade's enjoyment, Daz couldn't help but grin back. He'd been so... staid... about fighting since he was resurrected and Daz had been way more understanding than she normally was - it wasn't in her to understand normally, she just told people to get over themselves - but it was nice to see him having fun.

Ew, I need a shower, she decided, picking at her top. And what, you couldn't have sprayed somebody else? Absently rubbing her shoulder, even though it was actually her back that was stinging the most, Daz wiped her nose with the back of her hand and grimaced at the result. I think you need to get out more. Walking backwards past him, she gave a little wave, erupting into a full run. I'll race you to the penthouse! she called over her shoulder, giggling jubilantly.


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[Arkadios]

Grinning at Dazadi's reaction and her words, Kade watched her with interest. Seeing her covered in blood was amusing, however as he looked, he noticed that wasn't all she had. Not only did he see the injuries she sustained, he felt them too. One in particular was rather nasty. The fun having long gone, Kade was about to shift into his normal form when she began to walk backwards. If she refused to let him heal her, which she probably would, then he'd have to take a bit more force. It seemed she was still in "fun mode" however, and that it was going to take a bit more for him to stop her than merely grabbing her hand.

Thrusting himself forward, floating over her head and landing on her other side, her body knocking into his chest, Kade wrapped a large arm around her body, holding her close to him, somewhat tightly. Deciding to deceive rather than force her, and wanting to do what he was about to, Kade began to shift his form, making sure the entire while his arm held her tightly against him. The pain from shifting ripped through his body, pity for Dazadi masking the pain he felt himself. He knew how their connection could be negative, and this was one of the cases. Had he bonded to another dragon, they would feel this, but understand it enough to the point that it really wouldn't effect them. Dazadi didn't know of that understanding. And she had to feel this pain every time she was in the vicinity of him. Because it was self caused, the feeling wasn't as bad, unfortunately still there.

By the time his body took on his normal form, all his natural clothing in tact, minus a polyester shirt, Kade still had Dazadi pressed firmly to his own body. Half of his face remained splattered with blood, the same as she. Holding her more softly now, his face a mere inches from hers, Kade looked deep into Dazadi's ocean blue eyes. Holding her gaze for what seemed like minutes, he slowly tilted his head, pressing his lips to hers. The moment their tongue's met, Kade began to take on her injuries slowly. The gash along her arm slowly disappeared, tearing a new wound along his own skin. The scratches along her back and front also began to disolve, making an appearance on his own exposed body. Wincing slightly from the pain, Kade gently pulled away from his lifemate the moment her wounds had been transfered.


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[Dazadi]

Rebounding off a large dragon chest, Daz 'oomphed' and poked him with a finger. She was dwarfed like this and his dragon form always made her nervous even though she could never truly understand why. He seemed more... primal like this. Far more territorial and reliant on instincts, which wasn't what she was used to in him. He was the logical one in the family, the reasonable one. In dragon form he wasn't like that though, he was more like her, which was thrilling but kind of frightening to see. It forced her to realise what he had to put up with her on a daily basis, and made her even more grateful for him.

Wincing as he morphed, Daz moaned. It wasn't as bad as it could be sometimes, but there was still a lot of discomfort. He was getting good at it, more experienced, enough to shield her from most of it and still keep hold of it. Daz didn't bother to wriggle free. She wasn't interested in freedom right now anyway, happy to be in his arms, and smiled at him when the morph was over. Her eyes scanned his naked chest, an impish grin flirting on her lips.

He was bloody like her but she hadn't seen him feasting, which was probably a good thing. As seasoned a warrior as she was, she probably couldn't handle that aspect of dragon life, not yet.

Seeing the intent in his eyes, Dazadi's smile broadened and she dipped her chin, looking up at him through her eyelashes like a shy fledgling, her grin flickering between wicked and eager. His eyes were so black she felt like she was falling into a night sky, floating high above the clouds. She loved that feeling. She loved him.

Reaching up to meet his kiss, Daz closed her eyes, sliding her arms up around his neck. It took her a minute to realise what was happening and by the time she did, he'd already taken on her injuries. Drawing back, she stuck her tongue out at him and poked his chest. You shouldn't do that, you big lummox, she chastised, poking him again. She knew he'd done it deliberately. He always did. When would he learn she could heal faster than he could? Oh wait, he never would.

Rolling her eyes, Daz grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled him back down. Did you think I was done with you? Grinning again, she tilted her head and pressed her mouth up to his, wrapping her arms around his neck and hopping up to wrap her legs around his waist.

Teleporting blindly into their penthouse, Daz giggled against his lips, muttering a command. Bathroom - shower.


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[Taliera]

Taliera stood in front of the fountain, just glaring with her puffy red eyes, sore from sobs. Her dress was dripping and stained, it was not that which caused the shivers to run across her skin; those were caused by the chill that seemed to have settled into her bones. She let out a gut-wrenching scream that seethed emotion. She was tired of everything going wrong. She was tired of being picked on. At that precise moment Taliera hated everything as her mind churned over what had just happened. Taliera was beaming from ear to ear. She had done it. The young anyeli had not only travelled the underground, but she had also met her goal, returning triumphantly with a cup of vanilla tea. Her father, Kolerius, would definitely have a lift in spirits when he had his favorite drink that he always used to talk about. Maybe it would even set back the illness he had succumbed to. At least, those had been her thoughts as she turned the knob to enter where the two Kiyobes lived. What greeted Taliera's eyes as she opened the door caused the tea so carefully sought after to tumble from her hands, crashing onto the floor in a horrible mess. The young woman was frozen in the middle of her threshold, every hint of joy or glimmer of humour completely dissapated from her face. With skin so ghostly pale and body so rigid as hers one would almost think she was simply a corpse gripped in the clutches of rigor mortis, but when the gaze would hold steady, then they would know it could not be the case. There in the room one of Taliera's darkest fears was rearing its head and breathing out black fire. The bed was perfectly clean, in fact, the entire room was, save for the shattered container and its contents at Taliera's feet. To anyone else that might have seemed a good thing, but for Taliera it was far from. She had never lived in a spotless home: things were always askew and lived in. To see the clean-pressed, white sheets neatly folded to make the beds and a breeze through the window wisking up the faint scent of disinfectant brought Taliera's breath to a halt. On the bed, held down by a paperweight was a small letter addressed to a 'Miss Taliera Kiyobe', of whom had no other means of contact save for her home address. That, a simple piece of folded paper, brought a fully grown young woman to tumble after the tea, crumbling against the cool floor in faint. She did not need to open it, for it was obvious. She had seen a notification of death before... and there was only one person of whom she would be notified of. When she had come to, Taliera had slowly gotten to her feet. With trembling hands she read the letter, only skimming it. When her hands could hold the paper no more and her head could not take the strange room anymore, she had turned, out in the corridor before the paper hit the ground. Her feet had carried the dripping and crying Taliera to the fountain, where she stood yelling out until she could yell no more. The woman collapsed to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. She simply had not gone through to do anything for her father. He had seemed so sure, but she had probably been the cause of his death too, just as she had been for her mother. Now she had no family, no friends - nothing left, nothing but the tears that fell down her cheeks and a pair of repulsive gray wings. Who knew how long she remained there, sobbing and screaming just simply to sob and scream, but when she got up, she felt not better, but hollow. The anyeli was like a pumice rock, solid but filled with holes, as she left the courtyard.