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*It probably wasn't an unfamiliar sight to see the children running about outside again. They seemed most interested in the number of droids, never having seen so many of them before. Needless to say, after the first few days they weren't worried about them, probably in part to Proto. This was the world they were to grow up in, technology... it was to them an ally, and aid. At times servants, and other times-- perhaps even friend, if that were programmed into their systems. The children would more or less leave the droids to their work, playing and watching ever so often. Eecheb had been running about in the south a lot over the past few days, and Trilla had been dragging Micha about in the north west. Eecheb was fine on his own, but Trilla... to avoid situations of being alone with Tyrsais whom she still had problems with, she was sticking close to Micha. Tyrsais wanted a word with the boy aswell, but likely when Trilla wasn't with him. Also that man still wanted a word with Nana aswell, and what ever interests he had in Eecheb would probably continue on in private. Nana... once she was feeling better, would have to rehabilitate her wings after all of this... it was something she had yet to do. Then after that.... it was high time the children learned to fly aswell. Their wings were developed quite well now and with a few practices under the watchful eyes of Nana, Mastema, and anyone eles who cared, they'd be able to take flight. That would make getting around the citadel easier and faster for sure, but there was also a danger factor like with all things. It would all happen in time, hopefully a short period of time at that*

"Round up your b***h and the litter, the walls fall and the battering begins." He commented idly, though he knew not particularly why. He just had a feeling that things were a bit different, that soon he'd see the day he'd been waiting and preparing for. In truth he'd tackle the challenge with only a margin of the forces he'd had in the past, but he was still confident. The Tegral class drones had been rolling off the production line in excess, their plasma and sonic cannons adapted and fitted for high strain. The programming had also been updated, allowing each unit a wider array of possibilities with their meager weaponry.

And there were of course the remaining BG41's which had been smuggled out of their caretaker's hands by use of name alone. It seemed despite having been reduced to humanity, the very name KB held some measure of intimidation across many realms. So far, 3 had been retrieved, the others still being repaired or stolen away by their makers. It hardly mattered, three would suffice to barrage the selected areas of the Citadel, whilst their upgrades would keep them covered. An excess of the standard assault droids was also noted, their minor program holes having been patched up or ignored. Free will was hardly a concern for the positions they'd be placed in, as they'd fight or die anyhow.

There were of course the ladies, though their assault specifications remained unknown. Their actual chances at field testing remained unseen, but they seemed to compliment the Tegral unit quite nicely. The remnants of KB had no doubt that they would excel both on and off the battlefield.

There were of course other minor developements, such as the Growlers and other soldiers. Tegral's adaptation of a time/space burrowing nuclear weapon had been touchy, but served as a good base for a growing industry. A weapon that seemed to be able to hit through nearly any level of base defense was seen as quite valuable, though the actual use of it waited to be seen. Vampires in the battle wouldn't tend to be much of a big issue, as KB still had his old virus and it's updates. He would if need be employ it on any afflicted who met the battlefield, though he wanted to see it work on other humanoids. 'The Weapon' had been implemented into the virus' core design, allowing greater colonization.

Perhaps it would serve to combat Mastema's cells, though he'd need a small batch of them to test for sure. The sludgelike makeup of Mastema was amusing and KB couldn't tell if it were biological or more base elemental. In due time he'd have a chance to test the effectiveness of a number of his weapons and toys, as well as properly trained professionals.

First and foremost however, his mission was to tear up the landscape around and inside the Citadel. He would rend their 'home' to pieces, and he would make it forever inhospitable. The children would grow up in a fetid pile of rot and destruction. Killing them was a minor objective.

Yuri looked up at the man in a daze, blinking slowly as he seemed to process this. His mouth opened several times, yet no noise would come from it, no matter how hard the boy seemed to try. Finally, after several minutes of effort the boy slumped and looked up at the man wearily. Yet, his eyes seemed to have taken on a strange light as he lay there. I wish I could tell you.... came the boy's voice, though he seemed too out of it to be aware of it himself. But I don't... even know myself....... I found myself in the forest here..... in this state..... I came here.... I don't know why..... I don't.... know...... The voice faded then, leaving the boy gasping, his eyes becoming duller than before. Whatever had just happened, it had strained his already breaking limits. He was on the verge of losing himself.....

Yuri, too weak to notice much of anything in hsi state, was oblivious to the changes in the man's eyes and face, only able to understand that this man would help him at this point. Unable to muster the strength to speak and his energy too far gone to use his power again, the boy merely nodded slowly in agreement. It didn't matter at this point. This man said he could save him. He would ask for nothing more.....

Yuri made no move against the man as he felt himself being embraced. And as the fnags enetered his neck he didn't struggle, didn't move, he hardly even breathed. He was too far gone to be able to resist even if he wanted to, and in his current state he could find no reason for himself to struggle. As the man's grip loosened he fell limply into the man's arms, not possessing the strength to do otherwise. He stared blankly up at the man and the sky, waiting.... for something.......

"Himura... you had better keep your pet on a leash." Mastema's telepathic voice would come quite clearly. It was said more matter of factly than threateningly. After that, the normal barrier door would open. Because Demir had come with Tyrsais, none of the droids bothered to interfere with him.

Thanatos, for the first time in nearly a day, emerged from his room and made his way down in the elevator. He knew exactly where he wanted to go right now.

Mastema was presently sitting up in his bed, Nana still laying at his side, and looking at multiple holographic screens. Zio's sensors were picking up the most unusual sound, and it didn't seem natural. Mastema made sure Zio filtered it out for now until he could determine what it would do.

::Tyrsais would look up directly at the tower as he took the first few steps breaching the threshold that separated the outside world from the carefully controlled Citadel. He would focus for a moment sending a response to his master in a oddly humble tone::

I'll not make a mockery of myself again my lord...

::He would with that through make his way through the complex maze of a city moving past destroyed buildings and ones which time had been kind too alike. The cityscape they were in was in stark contrast because of the well kept portions as well as the impressive towers on the outskirts and center. He would walk down a main road which at one time probably split the city in two but now only lead toward the central tower. After quite a few minutes he would turn right heading east now toward his lair. A building which was at one time two warehouses which had been combined with the air of magic into what large Mansion for the vampire. Two giant grey metal doors would be the entrance through which they would go into their new home together. The main floor lay out in front of them with two staircases one on the right leading down and one on the far right leading up, the only other things of note were the large foyer on this level and the kitchen in the back. There was a lab, armory, and small holding cell downstairs which was oddly not their destination just yet. No it was upstairs to where Tyr and his new fledge would spend their first time together. He would walk into his office passing by his computer and desk into this bedroom, where he would lay down Yuri on the bed for now. He would begin assembling a host of syringes and some sort of strange tonic. He wouldn't for now pay much attention to the boy whom would be turning at any moment::

Lets see... so much to do with you now... where did I put those tools?