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 Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 3:13 am
This would be a first Almas thought to himself as he waited at the front gate in front of the labs for the little girl to arrive. Anani had yet to have any vistors aside from techs and the surprise run in with Ebony... he could only guess how this would go. She got her feathers up in a fluff about anything that had to the do with the techs, the boss, Almas himself, and no doubt the dealings that went on in the place.
He could only hope that they would be able to get her to calm down enough to deal with the meeting and get through it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:03 am
It was a long and difficult ordeal, gathering both of the girls together to drag them down to the facilities.
Tierre had recently suffered a similar growth-spurt to the one Nudeln went through, and while she had lost some of the rage towards the photo she arrived with, she had doubled her efforts on causing trouble. Nudeln, eager to add some curse-words to her poisonous younger-sister's growing vocabulary, was now spending much more time with the little red puff-ball; and had the near-immunity to the younger girl's venom to prove it. Amongst stinging, screaming and cussing, Amanae was grasping at the last shards of her sanity with feverish desperation. She hoped against hope that this visit would answer some questions.
"Pees!" Tierre cawed unpleasantly in Amanae's ear as she attempted to find the room she was looking for.
"Piss." Nudeln corrected immediately, her proud smirk showing just how pleased she was with the progress her little sister had made on the word.
"Please," Amanae begged, hiking Tierre higher up on her own hip as she looked from door to door for the right one. With anticipation, she approached a promising-looking door, and pushed it open, peering inside. "Uh, h-hello? Is this the right room?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:43 pm
Almas looked toward the sound of a trio of voices and he started toward them, giving the group a smile, "Hello." He greeted them. He looked the children over, for a moment confused by Tierre as though he were trying to place her. He didn't... think she was from the Labs. His eyes then went to Nudeln, she looked more like something from the Labs given her featres were quite obviously those of J'her and Anani, "Yes, this is the right place." He said, giving a smile, "I thought I would meet you first, to warn you that Anani isn't exactly the most friendly of angels. She will answer questions as its required of her but that is all that she will do."
He didn't want to see another argument between her and a spawn which had happened with her and Tykier some time ago.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 4:10 am
Amanae looked incredibly relieved all at once. “Oh, thank god,” She whimpered, before shaking her head at the man’s next statement. “Oh, no. Unfriendly is…nothing new to me, don’t you worry about that at all.” Even as she said it, Tierre had begun to kick out at Nudeln, who grabbed the younger girl’s foot in return and held on roughly. It took Tierre’s displeased shriek for Amanae to notice, and she reflexively slapped Nudeln’s hand away from Tierre’s foot.
“Fruck!” The little alien in Amanae’s arms yelped down at Nudeln. Del replied only with a rude expression.
“I’m just…here for some answers,” Amanae continued, ignoring Tierre’s attempted cussing with as serious an expression as she could muster. She was just glad Tierre was not clawing or stinging.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:55 pm
Almas winced a little as the woman battled it out with her two daughters, "I see, well we can see about getting what answers we can from Anani." He told them, hoping that the angel would help out a little since Amanae seemed to be having plenty problems already.
He quickly lead the way to where the angel was waiting for them, having said she would meet with them in the small, overgrown garden instead of having any more meetings held in her room.
The woman with the blue feathers and bandages turned to look toward the group as they approached and she pushed up to her feet, abandoning the work she'd been doing on the flowers, "I see your running some of the meetings again, Almas." She murmured, looking displeased to see the fallen member of her brethren.
Almas nodded and motioned to Nudeln, "This is the one here to talk with you and her Mother is here for some answers." He said with a bit of a smile that was slightly forced.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 7:33 pm
Amanae quickly followed after the man, tugging on Nudeln's hand to force her to follow alongside, trying to hold Tierre still with the other arm wrapped tightly around her. Vaguely, she wondered what would happen if she stung the angel, but forced it out of her mind as she reminded herself that she would not let that happen. Stinging was a bad habit of Tierre's, and she was breaking it.
Upon seeing the angel, however, such thoughts left her mind almost at once. She barely even noticed the small exchange between Anani and Almas. While she had come to see and hear some very bizarre things recently, she had never once expected to meet a full grown angel; even when she was told she would.
"Ah, n-nice...nice to meet you," Amanae stuttered out hopelessly, "I'm...I'm Amanae, this is Tierre," She gave Tierre a little bounce at this to emphasise her, "...and this is Nudeln." She gestured down to Nudeln with this, glancing down at the girl to check if she was behaving herself.
Nudeln was less impressed and half-as-pleased at the forced interaction, and had already folded her arms in front of herself to display her displeasure, bottom lip jutting forward and eyes staring pointedly away from the angel.
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