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Ilyrosa suddenly seemed to be entranced by the pictures of the other kids' parents. Just by the quick glance at Kaleb's, she easily figured out where his wings and swirly thingies came from. Next came BOTH of Nina's parents, which caused the little girl to pick out various things from them, such as the hair color, wings, and tattoo's.

"What about th'... er... My angel person? Diwigence?" she asked as she darted over to Damon's side since everyone else seemed to be doing that. Despite her dislike of staying still, she didn't seem at all disturbed by it. In fact, her tail which was usually in motion remained quite still. Quite shocking for a child that threw tantrums if left with nothing to do for more than a few minutes.

Did her angel mommy look like her too? Or was her skin color the only thing that came from her? She didn't have wings like Kaleb or Nina, but she did have a tail like Bleez and they shared the same demonic parent... If she ever got to meet the angel, would she actually like her? Some people said she was annoying due to her short attention span and inability to stay still, among other things.

"Wha' she look like? An' is she gone tew? Didja meet her?" she asked suddenly, restraining most of her questions till the man actually SAID he had met the angel. If he hadn't, then there was no use in asking personal questions, now, was there?

Most of the conversation of what had happened to the angels and demons who were marked as being "gone" went a little over Nina's head. This was mostly due to the fact that she hadn't really cared about learning many of said demons' and angels' names, therefore couldn't correlate images with the actions that Almas was describing. Despite this, she managed to get the general jist of it: a battle happened, someone may have been killed, some were sent away, and there seemed to be a new angel on the premises. Even with this basic information, it was no wonder that they were having a picnic as opposed to having this meeting indoors -- too much to handle right now, but business was business when it came to the facility. Ahh well, the picnic was a better course anyway, in her opinion.

Her attention was hijacked before any more thoughts had progressed when Almas had started pulling out the pictures of their biological parents. Like the others, she had a bit of fun trying to pinpoint which traits were inherited by her peers from which parent. She wasn't as interested with her own genetics, at least not in the same way. Apprehensive and a little intimidated were more fitting words to describe her feelings about it.

She spent the next long while studying the two pictures that were presented to her in silence, making Ephron a little nervous about what she was thinking. Her eyes first fell on Cydi's image, perhaps for a grasp at the "lighter" side of her being before she looked at the part that scared her the most. It felt a little strange, seeing so much more physical familiarity with the demon of Revenge than the angel of Hope. Granted, the demons tended to pass down more of the unique traits of the spawn genetics, taking on most of the oddly striking appearances, but that thought didn't pass in Nina's mind at that moment. How many traits could she see in herself that Vaelaeli also showed? There was so much, as the demon showed so many characteristics, but only a couple from Cydi. Maybe she wasn't taking into account that her humanoid build was also inherited from Cydi, among many other subtleties, but Nina couldn't help but notice the demonic influence over the angelic.

Despite such whirling thoughts, she only managed to break the silence she was exhibiting with a simple, "She's so pretty." Was that optimism at the situation, or pessimism? Ephron was about to say something, but Nina continued, looking up from the pictures, "What are they like?" There were so many questions in her head, but she couldn't articulate them through all the random, muddied thoughts. Perhaps she should only have asked about Cydi... she was who Nina was here to learn about, after all. At that moment, however, she just wanted to get all the information she could.

Almas gave a smile as he went searching for the female angel's picture and then held it out for Ilyrosa to see, "This is Polondraeli or Pol for short, the Diligence angel." He told the curious girl, "She is a very interesting woman, always moving, doesn't have to sleep often, seems to want to be doing something at all times. She is someone that just watching her will make you tired." He said with a chuckle, "Do you take after her in that manner?" He asked curiously.

He got out the picture of Vali and held it out to Bleez, "Here you go, this is Vali the demoness of Wrath. She is the second Wrath demon that has been a part of the Labs." He told them, "I haven't gotten to meet her, she is a tough one though from what I heard and saw."

He turned to Nina as she spoke and he gave a gentle smile, "Cydi is a wonderful woman. A gentle soul but one that just being around that person makes you feel good, as though anything is possible. No matter how badly your feeling at the time of meeting with her you just... perk back up." He explained, "Vaelaeli was a little intimidating to deal with when I met with him but it was the aura about him, not to mention his look. He made no moves to attack though which was surprising."

Almas turned toward the boy that was starring at him in a doubtful manner, listening to what he was saying finding himself faced with a line of very tough line of questioning and he seemed to be trying to think on how he was going to answer Kaleb. He didn't want for him to know about what some angels could be like when they were very zealous so he wouldn't speak of that. Best to keep the children sweet and innocent for as long as it was possible, "There is no way an angel would agree to sign up for what we do here. Angels and Demons, they don't get along... well at least not often that is. When they do its very special circumstances." He spokes as though he knew first hand, "The angels and demons are kept here because its the only way that the place would be able to continue giving life to all of you."

"I suppose that your right." He knew that Vampy didn't believe that Jhor got out alive but the angel Coleth insisted that he and Anani were both sent home safety, "What really happened? No... we can only go off what Coleth has told us which was only that Jhor and Anani were both sent home."

"But why--" Kaleb started again, before looking at Ilyrosa. He hadn't meant to insult anyone; he had merely figured that the angel of diligence could be consided dangerous because she was so--well, diligent. Being over-active was a danger to one's self. "I'm sorry, Ily," he muttered, looking at his feet for a brief moment. He really was genuinely sorry; he hadn't given thought that he might offend his aquaintance. "I didn't mean it like it sounded. But--you're dangerous, I'm dangerous--everyone's dangerous, right?" Hopefully he'd calmed the younger girl down; though unfortunately, he'd given his attention back to Almas.

"Maybe give the angels something they want, and they'll want to help," Kaleb suggested. "They're angels. It's what they do. If you convince them that they're helping you... I'm sure they'd want to." He couldn't say much about demons; his parents refused to talk about his demonic parent, for some reason. Maybe demons did good stuff for things they desired as well? Maybe if you asked very nicely? "Maybe Coleth meant sent home in a different sense though..." The liberality spawn looked puzzled for a moment. He didn't know what the angel had meant. "I hope he's alive," he added with a hopeful smile. "Maybe I will get to meet him someday, after all."

Bleez snatched the picture from Almas. She was so eager to see the image she had almost ripped it. Vilo was very pretty... in a strong sort of way, Bleez thought as she studied the picture more than any of the others. She would hold out each arm at times, turning it over and making a a mental note of all the similarities. She was completely ignoring the spawn that were now on edge with each other, and the one that felt uneasy by it all.

It wasn't until Moira placed a heavy hand on Bleez's shoulder that she realized something was going on. Her head jerked up, looking from Ily, to Kaleb, to Nina, then back again to Ily. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and she tried to move, but Moira's hand held her down. She wanted to know what was going on. If there was about to be a fight between Ily and Kaleb, no matter the perspective, she'd take Ily's side. After all, she knew Ily and had only met Kaleb.

Moira, conversely, had seen and heard the whole altercation. As a preemptive measure, she made sure Bleez wasn't going to get in the middle of this. Keeping the little spawn in her place was taking all her strength, though.

Bleez wriggled, picture still absent mindedly in hand. "Le'.go," she hissed.

"Not 'til you calm down," Moira whispered back, placing her other hand on Bleez's vacant shoulder.

Bleez huffed, moving slightly less. Her muscles were tense and as soon as Moira let, she'd be at Ily's side, ready for anything. Moira could feel the muscles in Bleez's shoulders getting tighter as the girl looked to be calming down. Best to keep her hands where they were, at least until this little misunderstanding was resolved.

Ily snorted in approval at the apology, finding it decent enough to sooth the insult to her parent. "'Pology accep'ed. So what's Pol like besides all that? What she like t' do?" the spawn asked, already seemingly over the whole incident as if a switch had been flicked. As Nina finally asked about Almas, her attention became focused more on the strange tech than that of her angelic parent.

"You's a fallen angel? Wha' happen'd?" Always full of questions and curiosity about the world around her. It was a wonder how she didn't already know his shoe size, favorite color, favorite ice cream, and other random tidbits.

Her gaze traveled to Bleez and then to Nina as she waited for an answer, noticing how Bleez was being restrained by her mom for some reason while Nina... "Nina? You ok?" the spawn asked, sensing that her friend wasn't exactly happy anymore. That was strange, though, how she didn't even have to hurt someone in order to spark a reaction in BOTH kids... Perhaps she could use it to her advantage later.

As the situation calmed, so too did Bleez. If there was no need to be angry or ready to fight, then she could calm herself. Moira, as a precaution for any future incidents, kept one hand firmly on the wrath spawn's shoulder.

"Wha's.a fallen.angel?" Bleez queried. She honestly had never heard the term before. Bleez could feel a squeezing hand on her shoulder. Moira was trying to kindly let her know that that wasn't a very appropriate question. This motion, however, was lost on Bleez as she eagerly awaited the answer to her question.

To try and curb her spawn's curiosity, Moira added her own interest to Ephron's question. "Yes, what can, or should we expect as they grow? Bleez is my first charge, and I was in for quite a shock when she grew last."