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Angela's expression softened and she moved a little closer to Inu, sitting nearby and pulling her legs up to her chest. She didn't touch him.

"There are a lot of mysteries in the world Inutai," she said softly. "And many of them are very frightening, that's true. I can understand why you're upset." She tipped her head slightly to the side. "Everyone here is worried and scared. That's why it's so easy for us to argue with each other. We don't know we're supposed to do."

"No, no," Angela said, barely batting an eye despite the fact that her toes were throbbing. "It's quite alright. I'm used to it already." If I ever meet the Grey Bastards or whatever the hell they call themselves, I'm going to kill them, she thought, hoping her face didn't reveal her murderous intent, considering she was still trying to comfort Inutai. Her head was throbbing in time with her toes. Ugh. "We have no clue where we are but that man rolling about on the ground groaning over there is supposed to tell us, I think. I'm Angela by the way. And you are...?"

He listened to her, trying to stop his tears. He still sniffled here and there, but managed to stop most of it, at least. It took a few moments, but Toshi finally managed to coax Inutai out of his ball. Wiping his eyes, he sniffled slightly. He would've said something, but someone had come falling out of the sky towards them again, which only succeeded in Inutai hiding behind Toshi again. Thankfully the stranger didn't crash into him. Seeing his wings, the boy brightened up slightly. This stranger reminded him a lot of Toshi in his half-form, which was comforting in it's own way. And he seemed to be as polite as him as well, but his personality (so far) was just different. Inutai liked him. Very much so. Even so, he stayed behind Toshi, eying him and Angela from a distance. He was still scared, frightened, and confused. It was evident in the way he was still shaking, but at the least he'd stopped crying. Toshi was thankful for that.

Toshi could hear the shift of the wings of the man beside Angela, and, from the familiar scent, he could tell that he and himself were somewhat similar, if only in their nature. He nearly smiled, but, instead, chose to introduce himself. "I am Toshi, and the boy behind me is Inutai. Please, do not mind him. He is just. . . scared of all these new experiences happening all at once."

"Hello, Toshi, Inutai." Basti was in the middle of a second bow when he heard a bit of a groan behind him, and an exasperated male voice said "Oh, great, another one..." Flushing briefly, no longer a black and white picture, Basti turned as he folded his wings against his back once more to see a young man with black hair whose hand was still pressed to his forehead.
"Another what, exactly?" Basti kept the question light, hoping that the teen meant another addition to this ragtag little group.

((sorry about calling him a teen...Hope that's not too young sweatdrop ))

Okay, this woman was frightening. All Basti had done was manage to land in the middle of a group of misfits, and now she was pointing a knife at him demanding answers he could never in a million years have dreamed of having.
Basti raised both of his hands so she could see them and attempted to appear calm, though the hair and feathers on the back of his neck were prickling.
"I swear, I probably know less about this than you. I was on my way home from Guren when I found myself here."

((And isn't a score twenty? As in "Four score and seven years ago"= 87 years?))

Des laughed. "You're mad because you couldn't kill me?" he asked. "Sorry Kitten but I'm afraid there's not a poison a mortal could up with that would affect a Celestial. I didn't do anything special to survive it."

"Just forget it Cheeva," Angela said. "The more you threaten him, the more you'll just encourage his stupidity."


"Urg," said Enrion. He was starting to get repetitive but he still felt bloody awful. Nevertheless, he managed to sit up, swallow down some bile and say, "I think I can provide of those explanations you're looking for. Provided I manage not to puke up my internal organs thanks to that poison--or thanks to the antidote." He glanced around, thinking that if everyone would stop spinning around him, that would be just lovely. He dropped his head to knees and kept talking. "I am called Enrion. And I am a messenger from the Grey Twelve, the Powers that rule this world and many others. They are the ones who brought you here."

"The Grey Twelve need you. That's why you're here," Enrion explained, looking at the red head before him. The worlds under their control depend on the Balance between all things--good, evil, order, chaos. There is--a force that has been swallowing the worlds in darkness, overthrowing the balance between good and evil. So many of the higher ups who maintain the side of good, of light, have been destroyed that we no longer have a way to restore the balance.

So each of you was chosen and brought here for that purpose. To help us restore balance to our worlds."

Angela frowned, thinking of the members of the group. And then she started laughing. "Are you sure your Grey Twelve are quite alright in the head?"