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More tears fell as she was held in a protective embrace. It was so unfamiliar to her to be held. Even if she'd been in a similar position earlier, she wasn't held like this. She let herself be lifted and moved around, enjoying the contact he willingly gave her. Silence fell over them as they lay there.
Her face grew numb to the dull ache that remained and she smiled softly as the kiss laid upon her cheek. He was being gentle with her, as if she were a glass doll that could break at any moment. The thought made her smile more. She wasn't glass. She was a wooden doll. Sturdy, natural, and versatile. He could be gentle all he wanted but she would not break to something as simple as a temper rising. She expected this closer to the start, really. He was still holding back, but she could feel the air growing lighter and more relaxed.
She nuzzled her face against him, enjoying the coolness of his skin and the lightness of the air. "Not your fault. Don't feel bad."

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A blush rose to her cheeks as her mind decided to twist the meaning behind his words slightly but she viciously shoved that away. There was a time for tricks and a time for calm, and now was her time for calm. She let her hair puff up into a relaxed state, long feathers mixing with the lengthy locks. A jingle caught her attention, reminding her that she was still covered in her gold. With swift hands, she removed her earrings, arm bands, lag bands and any excess jewelry she could, leaving her piercings in place. Even if she chose long, dangly, or heavy jewelry, she would not remove them if it was for a piercing. Too much effort in her opinion.
Once she was free of the excess, she snuggled back against him. He was truly starting to calm, and that was all she cared about.

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She giggled softly, more of a trill as her laryx still wasn't back to normal. He was nuzzling against her like a dog did it's family, or a cat to it's- She caught her thoughts again and blushed vibrantly, heat rising in her cheeks. Her face was soothed by the light and now cool air wafting through her small palace. Her icy eyes looked off, embarrassed by her own thoughts.
'He just went though hell against your heart! He admitted to loosing his wife and child and you're getting all flushed and - HEART NO. CALM DOWN. THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR SPEEDING UP. HOW DARE YOU.' Her internal monologue was cut short as she felt his lips trail across her neck as he nuzzled. He probably didn't mean to do it purposely but she could feel it none the less. And she cursed herself for being like this.

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Her eyes widened at his gentle touches, his words going in one ear and out the other as she stared up at him. She pulled herself to a sitting position with him and shook her head slightly, letting her feathers puff up and shift. She wrung her fists together, her heart not stopping for a second as her blush darkened again. She let out a shaky sigh as her nerves began to get the better of her. Her eyes closed as she took a deep calming breath, she needed to relax.
But...
It took but a second of thought before a thought came to mind. And she was too out of sorts to not follow it.
"Forgive me.." She said softly before she leaned herself forward and softly placed her lips against his. It was soft and hesitant, but a kiss none the less. She pulled back quickly, her eyes looking away and hackles rising, waiting for the outburst that she knew would occur.
'That was stupid. You're stupid. He's going to go through another episode. You're going to pay for that.' Her mind chanted at her. Her shoulders shook slightly as her nerves once again got the better of her.
"V-vincent, I a-am so so so sorry..."

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Urania had to fight back the flinch at his calm tone. Now she'd done it. Calm is worse than rage. Rage could be talked down. Calm... She could heal fast, but she wasn't sure how fast anymore. She fidgeted, thinking of a response that didn't sound stupid. But that is a moot point as every answer she came to at that moment was stupid. She looked down at her hands, which were tightly wound around each other and stared at the soft golden glow emanating from her skin. She kept her eyes on her skin, her lips moving of their own accord again.
"I-I didn't k-know how you wo-ould react..." Her blush took on a vibrant maroon tint. She took a deep breath and look back up to him, her eyes alight and brighter than usual.

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She calmed down significantly and leaned into the kiss, a soft smile on her lips. Her heart slowed down as she caught his gaze, her lips pulling back to reveal a toothy smile. She laughed softly, squeezing his hands and nearly trilling with joy. Her feathers fluffed up and smoothed down several times, her eyes nearly glowing.
"That's my line, darling."

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She giggled as he blushed. She didn't know where his mind was going, and it didn't matter to her. She wouldn't judge since her mind was doing the same only moments ago. She let herself be pulled into another embrace, reveling in the feel of another's affections. She missed this. No matter what she would say, she missed this so much it hurt. She would get hugs from many of her friends in the caravan and made to feel like a daughter and sister and loved. When she arrived at the school, however, the presence was lost... The comfort she had grown attached to from the odd rag tag group of people was gone... The comfort of the sand and her flock... gone...
But now... She trilled happily to him, speaking to him the way she spoke to her flock, expressing her joy and comfort around him. She'd felt like this often. The moment her eyes began to change, she knew something was out of balance in her. Her internal heating went out of whack, rising violently from the normal. Her skin darkened as well, something she just assumed was part of her hair camouflage thing. She was out of balance, and she could feel it.
When she arrived at the school, however, everything relaxed. Her skin began to return to it's original shade, her eyes were no longer very sensitive, and she could control her heating again and she felt... normal again. But only slightly. Then she was bored for several semesters, ending up breaking things and teaching children to experiment with their abilities. She wasn't the best role model, but hey, someone had to tell them to go nuts every once in a while.
That led her to be admonished by Vincent and the others of the staff that thought they knew better. Vincent did know better, but the others could fight her. She helped a student who was afraid of their own element master their skills. They were burned badly and she helped them realize that they were in control. Not to fear it. This was also before there were any sort of advanced fire courses. They had general elements at the start but this student was too afraid to take the course. She helped. Burned down part of her desk, singed the ceilings and floors, burned off almost all of her hair and almost lost her hand, but it was worth it. The hope and joy on the child's face would have sent Faythee over the moon.
But when Vincent gave her her punishments, she felt at ease and enjoyed being close to him. For all of the two minutes he gave her before he walked off, speaking to an intern or another teacher about the fixing of what was destroyed. She served her punishments, each being something simple like rewriting a curriculum or reorganizing something. It was monotonous, but she didn't care one bit. It was soooo worth it to do what she'd done.
Now... She shook her head and pulled herself from her long thoughts with a soft hum. Now she was in his arms, held close and listening to his breathing and heart beat. His skin was less pale, his eyes bright and full of life, and all of his vitals seemed normal. Her skin was it's soft tan, her temperature lowering to a safe level for the desert, and her eyes... The constant ache at the back of her eyes stopped cold. She nuzzled against him, another trill being let loose. She would help him now till his dying day.