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"You can tell me if it gets too unnerving. Maybe I'm able to help with my 'alternative' methods." Walking over to the trashcan with her empty paper mug, she watched him out of the corner of her eyes, pondering what question to come up with next, since there still were many things she would've liked to discuss...only that he wasn't in the best physical and thus mental condition to deal with most of them.

Staring at his back almost absent-minded, Lucind spontaneously picked an older matter, although not really sure why.
"On that day the stadium was destroyed...what happened between you and...the monk? I only saw the first minutes of your fight..."

The woman wondered if this question even made sense. Little she had heard from Sun, about how they had been able to flee the destruction...purification.
"Did you see him vanish?"

A 9 tall foot man with wild long flowing red-orange hair and blue eyes entered the building, and barely made it into the hospital do to his usual size. He sensed immense heat in this building and was tracking, He wore White Boots and Enforced White Dress Pants to be Stylish yet well protected. He wore no shirt of any kind and his immense muscles, didn't seem to be possible for a human, and behind his back lied a huge broad sword that was entirely covered with Red, Orange, Yellow, and Golden material, gems, and metal, but it was hidden in such a way that only those that could see heat or sense it in another way could know it was there,
((I have to go now.))

"Hahaha... maybe I do..."

"I'm sure you know about the meaning of 'extinction'. When a species cannot ultimately survive in the world as it is... and is ultimately wiped out. The same can be said for my bloodline... my mother's anyway.

I told you before.. 'Killed by the sons of Anak, by the Anakim."

He rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"History has all but forgotten about the Anakim... but many ancient texts.. like religion for example, has not. They were all giants."

Staring up at the ceiling as the sunlight began casting strange shadows up his face, Vahn at last began reciting the history.

"When God created the world, and also mankind," Vahn said, "a race of his celestial beings- a race of giant warriors, fell from God's favor. These giant warriors were called Nephilim, which translates to 'The Fallen Ones' because they fell from God's domain. Kicked out of the heavens, they fell to earth. The Nephilim married beatiful men and women on earth and they could live forever. This angered God of course.. since humans had already eaten from the Tree of Knowledge, and now this.

The Bible itself meantions Nephilim twice," Vahn detailed, " once very early int he book of Genesis- Chapter 6, verse 4--you should know, very close to the creation account itself. It is written, The Nephilim were on the earth in those days- and also afterward- when the sons of God went into the daughters of humans, who gave them children. These were the heroes of old, the men of renown. Then again in Numbers, chapter 13, verse 33, you can see it says, There we saw the Nephilim- the Anakim come from the Nephilim- and to ourselves we seemed like grasshoppers, and so we seemed to them. Nephilim were mentioned in many writings throughout history.. most obscure, some obvious."

Standing back up again, Vahn began walking towards the window, opening it and letting fresh air sweep in.

"Now, the story goes, God grew weary of man's evil ways," continued Vahn, "especially now because of the Nephilim, man could live forever. So God wiped out mankind and the Nephilim with the flood of the world-- noah's Ark and all-- and started over.

The flood as we all know it did not obviously wipe out all mankind... Some descendents of the Nephilim survived. Those descendents are the Anakim, the sons of Anak.

My mother was an Anakim. Both me and Victor were born of her blood, the blood of giants, the blood of God... supposedly."

He shrugged his shoulders.

"That's the problem with history... it likes to rewrite itself too much."

He turned away from the window, facing her with a weak smile. "Now, am I going to be staying naked?"

Ira had silent knocked out the delivery man outside without injuring him in a near by storage room, disguised himself, and took the stuff the man was holding.
"I was told to deliver these things here, but the sword won't be here for about an another hour." he yelled while reading a card that he had found on the guy he had knocked out.

((Ok, disregard those posts))

Still sitting on the bed, Lucind looked fairly amused for a moment when Vahn turned away a second time, a little mischievous even as if she'd just found a new game.
"Well, I'm sick of this stuff, too," she answered, tugging at her bathrobe and the plain gawn beneath.

"Guess I'm gonna send Denise and her stuff something...maybe gift tokens for Feimurgan."

Lucind leaned back on her hands and watched out of the window for a while - until her ears twitched and moved suddenly.

"Think our stuff just arrived."

She had made out foreign footsteps outside at the other end of the corridor, behind the double-glass door which only the medical staff and persons with a special permission could pass.
Then one of Denise's assistants approached their rooms, walking a little unsure. He first went into Lucind's room. A few seconds later, he knocked on the next door. The Half-Siren opened and in he came, balancing two large boxes which, he said, were full of clothes, a box for each of them. The man left after informing Vahn he could pick his sword on the way to the airstrip.

"My...that's much more than I ordered..." Lucind stared into the first carton. They'd even brought some basic cosmetic and personal hygiene articles. "Huh, and that must be your stuff." She pulled out a deodorant reading 'for men'. "You think that's a broad hint...?" Grinning, she opened the can to sniff the product's smell.




((hope its okay to arrange the arrival of the clothes n stuff by myself))