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Azruael's head canted to the side like a bird's, lips pressed into a thin slash across his face. Well, if she didn't want to elaborate, he wasn't going to press. At least not today.

Fallen? Alexei? He looked back at the Herald and moved his forefinger around in the air, connecting the dots. Oh yeah, he knew that. The demon's spaded tail swung back and forth; more and more angels were falling, and that thought alone was unsettling.

"H'lo, Miyon, s'nice t'meet'ya! Yeh, m'hungr--uhm!" Alexei's eyes widened, stepping towards Mackerel as if to ward her away from the boxes, only it was too late. She's going to get in trouble! Alexei stuffed the bar in his pant's pocket to hide the evidence.

Azruael howled with laughter.

Elf was just about to lunge for Mackerel. She watched, horrified, as Alexei stashed one of the bars in his pocket. They were going to get in trouble!!!

Mackerel nodded approvingly as Alexei took the bar, and waved the other in Miyon's face, "Are you suuuuure?"

It was then that a store worker passed the aisle, "Hey kid! Did you pay for that?"

"Oh sh**!" Elf grabbed Mackerel's arm and looked at everyone sheepishly, "I'm sorry... Guess it's time for me to go! It was nice meeting you all though." The woman paused and looked down at the other two Heralds, "I hope this is a lesson to you two!"

With that, Elf lifted the giggling Mackerel back into the cart to check out and pay for the stolen goods.... Meanwhile, she scolded Mackerel as best she could.... but what could she say? Wasn't it her fault that the child was becoming as such?

Miyon nodded alittle. Alexei was alot calmer than Mackerel was, and therefore she was alot more comfortable around him. Her wings twitched abit as she pulled on Lenne's cloak, she felt cold. "Sis'aw....Co'w..." She murmured quietly.

Lenne sighed and pulled off her cloak, which was really somewhat of a giant piece fo fabric, kinda of like a sati wrap or whatnot. Undeneath peeked out three sets of blood stained white wings. Seraphim. That's what she was. Her golden brown hair fell out of the cloak onto her shoulders and wrapped around her tanned face. "Here, Miyon. No cold now?" She murmured, wrapping the ltitle girl carefully. She looked back up to Azruael and spoke, "So how did you come across him?" She questioned, 'him' being Alexei, "Most demons would have disregarded him, or maybe even hurt him..."

"Whee!!!!"

A shopping cart came gliding down the aisle, seemingly of its own free will. At least, that is, until you noticed Rand's small hands gripping the handle, his feet resting on the axle of the cart's back wheels. All in all, he was having a fun ride.

Then there was the little dragon, Verde, looking quite panicked. "Rand stop! Rand get hurt!" One frantic glance at the crownd of people up ahead. "People there!"

And behind them both, an odd blue-haired woman came running. "Rand, get back here with that cart!"

He was bound to crash into something or someone, and with a thud the cart bumped into a small, free-standing cereal display. A few boxes were shaken loose, and Rand was a little jarred by the impact, but no harm done.

The little wolfish Herald sniffed the air, then fixed his green eyes on 'Lexi. Dismounting the cart, he went over to examine the other Herald, occasionally leaning closer to get a whiff of his clothing. Finally he straigtened up, seeming satisfied about something. "Lexi! Your hair got long."

Verde, in the meanwhile, was muttering something to himself as he hovered over the cereal boxes, struggling to lift one up and put it back into place.

Owle finally caught up to the now still cart, huffing and panting for breath. Rand had run her through just about the entire store like that.

"Oh...hello."

She smiled. She hadn't expected to see anyone she knew here. "Hey, Azruael. And, um, hello." She inclined her head slightly towards the people she didn't recognize, her eyes instantly drawn to the beautiful, if bloody wings. "Sorry about the mess..."

((Owle looks like the picture in my sig, scales and wings included. Her feet are covered in similar scales to the ones on her shoulder, her toes crowned with blunt digging claws. Too lazy to do proper description, sorry.))

Miyon took the other part of the granola bar and chewed on it thoughtfully, a small smile floating across her face asa she clutched Lenne's cloak. Minute later the little wofl herald showed up, startleing Miyon, she gave another screech and hide behind Lenne in a flurry of cloth.


"It's hard for the damned to find redemption...No matter which side the damned fell from..." She murmured quietly. "I'm glad not all demons are that way.....If only my sister was that way." She smiled alittle, looking to the woman who had walked up to them. "Hello..."

((Nor would I.))

"Friend!"

At hearing Lexi's voice, the miniature clockwork dragon gave up lifting the cereal box and came to hover over near the Heralds. He was less than a foot long, built in the style of an Eastern dragon; long and wormlike, with a beard and four short stubby legs. There seemed to be nothing to keep him in the air, or to keep the metal contraption moving, but he was moving and talking nonetheless. He hadn't recognized Lexi, not at first, but now that he heard his voice.

"Friend Alexei is well? Changed much, getting big. Soon be bigger than Rand."

Rand shot an annoyed look at the dragon, but didn't say anything. One of his goals in life was to be big and tall someday.

"I hope mine never gets that long," Rand replied, nodding. "Mom would never let it alone."

He peered around Lenne cautiously when Lexi pointed out Miyon. "Hi there! My name's Rand! You wanna play?" he greeted her, friendly and loud.

In the meantime, Owle was grinning like a fool at Azruael. "You mean meeting me, or the fact that Cheerios are buy 2 get 1 free?" she asked playfully. The grin softened, and she added, more seriously. "It's good to see you."

She returned Lenne's smiling. "I'm Owle," she introduced herself. "A friend of Azruael's. And you are...?"

"Pleased to meet you, too," Owle replied. Her eyes kept wandering away from Lenne's face, openly staring at the beautiful wings. Until she forced herself to snap them back to Lenne's eyes, anyway.

"What's wrong?" Rand asked, leaning forward to peer at her more closely. "I'm not that scary looking, am I?"

He couldn't help the grin that pulled at his lips as Verde neared, lifting up a little finger to touch the small dragon. It had been such a long time!

"M'doin' real good - V'gotten lots taller now! What'choo been up to?" He couldn't help but smile a bit at Rand's expense, brimming with pride that he was growing taller; it must have been every little boy's dream to be tall!

"Oh, yeh," Alexei responded, with a tone of exasperation, as he knew exactly what Rand was on about. "M'auntie Lily's a'ways playin' wit' m'hair, n'she's got tons of 'er'own, too!" While on the subject, he couldn't help but to reach up again and tug on one of his many curls; it bounced back upwards in a way he had at first been fascinated with. It was like having slinkies all over your head!

At Miyon's apparent fear, his brows drew in, worried. This wasn't good. He shuffled forward and held out a hand, like one coaxing a frightened animal from hiding.

"Rand w'n'eat yeh, promise. S'real nice, hones'! You k'n come out, Miyon."

Azruael adopted a look of surprise, narrow eyes widening marginally; he looked over his shoulder and made to drift away from the group, "Are they really?" However, upon returning his gaze to Owle, he smiled rather fondly.

"And you," he nodded. He half-grinned at the young woman's oggling of Lenne's wings; sometimes she was just a treat to watch. Boy, it had seemed ages since he had gone out, so seeing both familiar and fresh faces was a nice reprieve.