Welcome to Gaia! ::

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Ah-aahh... Y-yes...

*So the stuttering began. Nana was-- surprised by the type of greeting Mastema received, but she didn't know what Phia's and Mastema's past was either, in relation to eachother. Nana would return small talk as the children would either continue to hide, stare, or posture*

H-- how long has it been now? Several months at least.. r-right? I- I've been well... a-and yourself?

^__^
Oh, congratulations. Y-yes, these three here. T-thank you.

*One was always more comfortable in what they considered to be their home setting. Just the same, if Nana was in Phia's home she would be able to speak a little more freely, as Nana was attempting to now. Nana's children did indeed grow quickly, though it seemed that it was leveling off finally and slowing down. Meanwhile the staring contest intensified between Micha and Devon*

Micha: *___* | . . .

*Nana noted that D wasn't with Phia right now, but he could have been elsewhere. Unaware that D was gone and dead, Nana could potentially really step in it, so to speak. The whole reason she was here, was to get Mastema's aid in killing Truinthil's clone, someone else who had stopped by the Citadel.... or had that been the original Truinthil? It wasn't as if Nana would have been able to tell anyways, she didn't even really get a chance to see him. Anyways, at least Phia being honest about her feelings towards Nana and Mastema. Surprised that the two were together, Phia wasn't likely to be the last to share those feelings*

S-so... these are my children.

*Nana would present the three, from first born to last. As one would expect of children, they would look at Nana when their names were spoken, then stare back at the strangers in their home with both caution and curiosity*

Micha. Eecheb. An' this is my daughter Trilla.

*Though they appeared to be about eight years old, in reality they were almost two and a half years in age. Whether or not this was supposed to be their natural growth rate was unknown to both Mastema and Nana really. All three were born on the same day, varried in height and appearance, one looked more.... demonic than angelic, and each certainly had a different opinion on practically everything, of course only two of them really said anything*

.____.,
H-her girlfriend?

*Nana died a little on the inside hearing that. What were girls doing dating other girls!? Well, now things were just going to be ever more awkward... at least for Nana. Things like boy x boy and girl x girl relationships set off an automatic red flag in Nana's mind. It just wasn't natural. If one knew of Nana's origins then they'd also realize it was like marching nudists past killer bees, it wasn't going to end well. When Phia asked a question, Nana semi snapped back into reality*

Ah-ah? W-well... I-- I teach, among other things.

Y-yes, I do teach them, but others aswell. We have a few others here, that are learning with the children.

*Nana meant Cole and whom ever else came to the lessons she taught at the library and immediate area surrounding it. Phia was right though, the library Mastema had given Nana was probably the size of the mansion. Nana also had plans to gather a few more books yet aswell, and expand the library slightly to accomidate them. Nana seemed a little sheepish upon the next question asked*

Hnn... w-well, a few hobbies and such... Anything to try and keep busy I suppose.

Mugiri has advertised his barrier-breach to the enemy blatantly. The watching, eager eyes processed the data in instant. Both the ground forces and those churning out in the stars would be pleased. The cross-shaped structure looming upon the horizon seemed to twinkle at the cloaked machine, almost as if urging it on.

A slight buzz and crackle, and already a squad stirred back at the HQ. The price of failure was to become as slag, but Command wouldn't simply leave the job unfinished. If by some chance this bot failed to protect the site-testing drones, then Command would have to rely on lesser, wet troops.

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At the flat expanse, drills probed ground, sensors scanned the area, and even air-samples were taken along with energy readings. The four small, busy probes continued to scour the place for any evidence of what had caused the striking formation, from debris to residue, to biological waste.

A chittering drone broke free of the formation, crawling steadily towards Mugiri. The thing was of course unarmed, save for a few probes that might do some damage if the subject was restrained. Still, the thing seemed more or less simply inquisitive as it approached. The chittering would continue, the small probe actively scanning and watching the man.