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*Finding a good place on the "mound", Eecheb delivers another strong kick, knocking a piece of the rubble to the ground. If Fenton had continued to follow the boy, he may have been struck with it. The rubble crumbles after after hitting the ground, and Eecheb continues eyeing the pile*

Eecheb: stare

*The lightest of blushes appears on Nana's face once she feels Mastema's hand on her head. It had been a while since he had done such, and the affection was taken well. By now, Nana's hands were curled loosely over the ends of the books that Micha had been reading*

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*After another minute or two, Eecheb had taken to punching the rubble repeatedly. The surface wasn't smooth, to Eecheb's knuckles were getting bloody. The boy didn't seem to care though and continues punshing away at the surface of the mound*

Eecheb: stressed scream Stupid Micha getting his way, and everything else all the time!! Everyone likes him better! Why don't they like me?! I hate him! I hate him!! Why can't he just go away?! Everything would be better if he was gone!!

*Nana opens her eyes, and blinks a few times pondreing over when would be best, then she replies*

o_--

Hmm... tomorrow I think. Given that Micha has taken up sign, perhaps that should be the subject this time around.

*The next day was also a special one, for it was the day Nana had commited her indisgression, which led her from the heavens to a small church of fallen. The same church she first met Twilight Justice at, and later on the same church where Mastema had.... found her. Seeing as Micha's books were already handy, Nana could start teaching the children whenever she chose to durring the day. It would be a relaxing change of pace*

*Eecheb would carry on for several minutes more before stoping. By that time his knuckles were indeed bloody and felt raw. How he would participate in the next day's lesson was anyone's guess, unless Mastema healed the boy. For now the lad was quiet*

Eecheb: ..........

*Again Nana nods lightly to Mastema. Learning sign would be a good way for all of them to bond a little more. It showed intrest in something Micha did and would allow all of them to communicate. Nana chuckles after hearing what Trilla thought of her. Trilla also turns when she hears her name spoken*

^^
Hmm hmm hmm.

Trilla: <.< ??

*Eecheb was by now sitting on the ground, his scruffy hair covering his face which was partially in shadow thanks to the street lighting around the citadel. His hands were still balled, but now on the pavement, he payed the whomper no mind. The boy just seemed blank, not moving at all, even his wings slouched to the pavement covering his feathers in whatever there was at ground level*

Eecheb: ................

*Trilla looked up to Mastema in question since she had only half been paying attention. When talking to Nana, he had said her name and so she thought he was calling her.. Micha continues looking out to the citadel below*

Trilla: <.< Papa said Trilla's name.

*Eecheb was huffing heavily, he'd warn himself down finally. Still, he doesn't really seem to respond to Fenton, staying as he was before. Waves of heat were radiating off of his body, and if the condistions within the citadel were right, one might even see mist. Two of Eecheb's wings finally rise up after about a minute of Fenton's rubbing, his eyes if seen held depression*

Eecheb: ..........

*After a moment of reflection, Trilla would go back to looking down at the citadel with Micha. She seemed to accept Mastema's answer easily*

Trilla: >.> Ok.

*After another good minute of silence, Eecheb finally speaks and addresses Fenton. His voice seemed rather weak, and depressed aswell*

Eecheb: ...what do you want?

*Nana looks up slightly, she didn't need to sleep all that much. If she was to read ahead it would probably take all night. Though Mastema was right, she would be more prepared then. It was unlikely the others would catch on too quickly, so it would take several lessons before they had mastered anything solid*

<.< ?

Hnn.... you're probably right.

*Eecheb remains as is, like a broken doll. Fenton couldn't really give him an answer, so the boy goes quiet again*

Eecheb: ...............

*Trilla hearing the word "bed" immediately voices her opinion on the matter. Then the girl looks over to Micha for a moment and makes a decision for him aswell*

Trilla: <.< Trilla wants to stay up!! .............and Micha wants to stay up too!

^^;

Well..... I guess we have our answer then hmm?