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Kyraa peered up the staircase, looking vainly at the landing. The winds blew air into the tower, and the sound of a man reached the white gargoyle's ears. Immediately, her thoughts turned to the warning she had been given not even a moment ago. This man came out of nowhere. Was it Kyraa's fault? She bit back her moan and continued listening to those above her, afraid for her own sake and at the same time ever-wondering. Why was the man there, and why did he sound like the humans in televisions and radios?

After a bit of staring, she could hold it in no longer. She would probably regret this later, but....

"You look funny. What's with all the metal? Reminds me of Darth Vader. Is there something wrong with your skin or something?"

In the depths of the church top, far from the clear air and cooling darkness that triggered a gargoyle to awaken, Deoridhe was slowly stirring out of sleep. She had fallen asleep in the corner of an interior room, curled behind some boxes and half in a builtin cupboard, like a frightened cat. This made the usual stretch and wake more difficult; before she was fully cogniscent she had already managed to bump her head twice on the top of the cupboard.

Deoridhe crawled backwards out of the cupboard, pausing when the wings on her head caught against the edge and shifting them free with a claw. She slowly stood, then finally stretched as far as she was able to in the small room, the two sets of wings on her back brushing the walls to either side. Pausing at the door, she listened carefully - quietly cursing her relatively poor hearing. The rooms nearby were silent... was she the first awake? Was Alliance angry with her? She hadn't ment to scare her - it's just the human hatchlings were so loud. Had they all left without telling her?

She trembled at the thought; she couldn't live alone. She couldn't hunt or forage like they did, not here surrounded by humans!

Tucking her wings back behind her, Deoridhe crept into the kitchen, her claws clicking on the floor. It was also silent here, but there was a plate of bacon and eggs on the counter and several plates. People had been here, cooked food, and it was still warm. Not abandoned, then.

Almost weak with relief, Deoridhe picked up several strips of bacon in her claws and took a large bite out of one of them, then glanced around suspiciously to see if anyone laughed, or jumped out of hiding. The other hatchlings loved to play tricks; maybe that's what was going on.

Still, stillness throughout the rookery.

Curiously, Deoridhe crept toward the staircase that lead to the roof, stopping a little behind Kyraa and craining her neck. "Are we waiting for someone?" Not realizing Gendou is there, her volume is suitable for normal conversation.

Deoridhe skittered sideways as Kyraa grabbed her, thrown off balance by the sudden movement. Bacon goes one way, Deoridhe goes the other, and her wings flare out to help her keep upright, one of them slamming into the wall as she misjudges the distance, and she tips backwards and lands with a much louder crash on the floor, her head and shoulders impacting the wall hard. "Oooow..." One paw went to rub her aching head, the other braced against the floor to try to keep her wings from bending under themselves and getting damaged from their awkward splayed position.

It took a second for the words to sink in.

Man.

Kyraa said... man.

As in....

Letting out an undignified shriek, every inch of fur on her body standing on end, Deoridhe scrambled further away from the stairs until she hit the corner to one side of the kitchen doorway and could skuttle no further. Far too close to the ground, her wings manage a half curl in to protect the trembling gargoyle, but despite her best efforts to compact herself into a mouse and creep into a hole in the floorboard through pure will, those same wings end up so awkwardly splayed that she takes up most of the hallway - blocking escape into the kitchen.

"H..human? Here?" She attempts to keep her voice low, fearing attracting it's attention, but her words squeak nonetheless.

Gendou hasn't expected his comment to draw such a response - it seemed that he had no sooner spoken than all hell broke loose, with all three visible creatures seeming to converge on him at once, and the indistinct voices of several others carrying up from the stairwell. He was, undoubtedly, in trouble. Best to escape while he could.

Twisting his body, he brought his arm up, attempting to stop the gray monster from reaching him from behind. His sensors showed that neither the small green one nor the one in the doorway had actually moved toward him, despite his earlier impression. This gave him a bit more time to concentrate on the direct threat posed by the gray one.

Kyraa started when Deo took the news as she did, and did her best to calm the older hatchling. "Come on, now, Deo. Relax. Ms. Ruevian is up there, and she has the temper of a group of human hatchlings watching a monochrome movie about... 'drinking and driving.'" She waited for Deo to laugh, hoping that her joke would go understood or found funny for once.

The white child went to Deo and tried to get her to raise herself and move into the kitchen. "It will be safer in here, Deo. We can hide and close the door. Turn off the lights so no-one knows we are there. "

Rather than stopping when the metal gargoyle twisted to face her, Ruevian latched on to the outstretched arm and attempted to slice though the metal with her talons. She barely had a moment to realize that she couldn't tear the material like she could to so many other alloys, before she was forced to leap away to counter whatever attack the intruder was planning next.

She slid backwards, crouched, and flared her wings even more, a fanned warning to the creature that she meant business. She stood slowly, hands curled into claws, and her glowing red eyes stared. She had his attention. Hopefully, the hatchlings and Deo would have time to hide.