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*Nana would wait, as prior her program she did need one from the council. Mastema wasn't really planning on letting Nana out of the citadel to seek out Gabriel was she? It would practicaly seal her doom, unless.... he was clever about. Mastema was clever, very in fact, but would he really risk it? Or would Mastema come up with another plan?*

.........

*The elevator finally reaches Micha after said minute. After boarding, the Elevator would start back up the tower. Micha hadn't been out for long so he probably wouldn't stay inside for an extended amount of time either*

Micha: . . .

...he?

*After the man appeared, Nana immediately strightens up as one would expect a soldier in an army to do in the presence of a commanding officer. Who ever this man was, Nana appeared to reccognize him, and thusly showed her respect. This must have been Mastema''s alternate plan, now he only had to pray that it worked for if not, then he had fewer options then originally thought*

Eecheb: o__o Its darker out tonight.

*Indeed all had grown dark, the moon, the stars, everything seemed to have disappeared. The now fused being that was once Draeken had caused this, and there was no telling when or if things would change anytime soon, if ever. Reaching level ninety-eight, the elevator opens and Micha wanders out. Moving to the stairs he appeared to be heading up a level. If he planned to go to the mind, he''d be face to face with Eecheb when he got there*

Micha: . . .

*It seemed an odd request, to spread her aura about, if minimal detection was needed, but it was an order and one she would follow. Nana would drop to one knee infront of the man, and allow her aura to begin flaring out. This was not however a sharing of aura.... yet. It would be required though, but with all this going on who was the deprogrammer? Was it really one of the four? Clearly not Gabriel, so it must have been one of the others. Nana waits for the deprogramming to begin*

...........

*Wandering up one floor, Micha makes a right turn and heads straight into the master bedroom. Perhaps there was something he wanted? Maybe to look out the old window, or maybe to finally play the piano? Once in the room Micha turns from left to right, it appeared he was looking for something*

Micha: . . .

*Nana waited patiently, the deprogramming shouldn't take anymore than about a few seconds. Did this supposed archangel have whatelse he needed though? Nana's eyes remain open and stare at the man's feet. Shortly after Nana's eye catches something no more than a foot or two away. It was captivating enough to lead Nana's gaze away from the man and towards it instead. It appeared to be a set of shoes, but not any shoes, the same ones supposedly infront of her as she was being deprogrammed. Mastema would probably notice Nana beginning to look elsewhere, though what she was looking at he wouldn't see. Following the shoes upward, Nana would see a second man sitting on some rubble not too far away. His and was extended out toward her, and he held a soft smile if not the least bit sly. Nana blinks for a moment then returns her gaze to the ground. Turning back to the man infront of her, Nana finally says something*

........Imposter...!

*As Nana moves to stand and possibly strike at said imposter, her eyes glaze with a strange drunkeness, and she collapses. Just what had happened? Did it work? She seemed to be out cold, was that normal after being depreogrammed? Nana's breathing was more shallow than usual but not dangerously shallow. Meanwhile Micha had found just what he had been looking for. He was now once again sitting in the window frame, his robe was clutched in hand. Why did Micha want his robe? Did he like it better then his current look? Maybe he was just cold, the robe gave more warmth that was true enough. Whatever the case, now he seemed to be waiting*

Micha: . . .

*Eecheb on the otherhand was now sitting in the trone, it was his first time doing such. Idly he scratches at his head again, hopefully he'd go and bathe soon. One could only imagine what was in the child's hair or skalp that could make him itch. Things that afflicted humans didn't really ever effect angels, at least not must of the time, there were few acceptions*

*It didn't seem to matter where in the room Mastema and Nana re-appeared, Micha remained where he was staring out of the window. The pot lid was still there, and was sitting in the boy's lap. The robe was placed on the lid, and hung over the side. Nana remained unconcious as it had only been a few seconds, even when knocked out cold she probably still felt dizzy after teleporting. Micha turns his head to look at the scene for a moment, and then turned back to the window staring out into the unusually black night*

Micha: . . .

*Eecheb was swatting lightly at the floating screens around the throne, his hands would always go straight through since they were holographic. The throne was comfortable enough that he felt no reason to leave anytime soon, even if asked or commanded. Eecheb's tail tapped lightly on the edge of the throne, while all four of his wings were extended outward while he continued to play the swatting game with Zio's holoscreens. The boy was entertained for now, so he'd be no trouble. Trilla was fidgetting about in her own bed, it would probably take some time for her to get to sleep*

*Nana would remain exactly as Mastema had placed her, and it didn't look like she was going to be awake any time soon. There was a slight tint to her skin, but that could have been the lighting. All of the jewlery Eecheb had got Nana to wear was still in place more or less, none was missing. Micha remained as ever silent in the window frame, with his robe and the pot lid*

Micha: . . .

*Every time Eecheb thought he had a screen it would slip right through his fingers again. By now the boy had refolded his wings and was now reclined back in the throne, his tail still tapping on the edge. Perhaps now the boy was finally getting sleepy, hopefully he wouldn't be in the way*

Eecheb: ~_~ Nggn...

*Trilla had remained in bed under her sheets, still clinging to her stuffed teddybear, she didn't want to move and her general state of being was completely thrown off. Micha may have looked up briefly, but he was mostly hidden behind the curtain so it couldn't be known for certain. Eecheb immediately perks up hearing Thanatos' voice, before a look of depression hits him after seeing Thanatos bandaged up like a mummy*

Eecheb: !! .....You got hurt again.