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*By now the children had been awake and stressed out from pain for some time. The darkend areas on their backs had split a little and were bleeding some. The bleeding had stopped and started again most of the day, on and off. Pressure from their developing wings kept re-opening the split again and again. If their wing development was already this far along then it wouldn't be long before their wings burst forth from their backs, all together. Once Nana and Mastema parted ways, she'd immediately have to go to work, finding a place to take the children for the event. She'd also need a stiff brush, to get all of the blood from their new wings, so they wouldn't get stained*

Trilla & Eecheb: crying crying crying

Micha: . . . *twitch* . . .

*Nana was still resting peacefully under the sheets for now. She was in a light and comforting sleep*

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*Nana stirs lightly after Mastema gets up, but it would take another minute or so for her senses to register him missing from the room. In the children's room, a few small trails of blood lined down their backs where the spilt blood had run down. Some pooled in the small of their backs, and some started soaking into their robes, which had been rolled up. There were also small trails where the pooled blood may have run down their sides and sunk into their bedding. All of them were in too much pain to notice Mastema at all*

Eecheb & Trilla: crying ahh... haa... eah...

Micha: . . . *twitch* . . .

*Trilla winces when touched, not expecting it. Her eyes remain closed, with several tears clinging to the lids of her eyes and lashes. A normally less painful process that might usually take one to two months in a normal angelic child was here, being accelerated in a most painful fashion. The split sections on Trilla's back were bleeding again. A few rolls of blood make their way down dried blood tracks from the previous split*

Trilla: crying eah~...

*When Mastema spoke, Trilla finally realized who had their hand on her head. She didn't know what was going on, all she knew was the pain*

Trilla: crying eah~.... P--Papa?

*Micha's eyes were also closed, but at least he knew Mastema was there now. Micha continues to twitch; he too was bleeding, and a fresh path of blood rolled down one of his sides from his back*

Micha: . . . *twitch* . . .

*Eecheb was bleeding the most. The split marks on his back were a little longer, but the boy seemed a little dis-colored elsewhere aswell; it would appear as if he had been beaten up, and the bruises were finally showing now, at least in appearence. The boy had his face, dug into his pillow while he twitched violently, only causing his back to bleed more*

Eecheb: crying eha... eha... ahh...

*Trilla continues on they way she had, before Mastema had entered the room, as does Micha. Overall Eecheb wasn't doing too badly, but his blood did seem a little... darker. The blood dried the same color as it did on the others, lightening as it continued to roll down the boy's back. There was probably more going on, but for now it was his back more than anything giving him trouble*

Eecheb: crying nngeh...

*Nana had finally awoken, and looked about. Mastema was off doing something of importance no doubt, so she got up and started to get dressed*

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Hnn... I wonder. Zio?

*The ice bags that Nana had put on the children's backs the day before, had sid off to the side taking most of the pooled blood with them. They were a bloodied mess a top their sheets. Their beds would need to be cleaned completely before they could return to them. The children wouls simply continue their twitching, blubbering, and bleeding*

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Hello Zio. I was wondering if there was a... what did the humans call it? a-- oh yes. I was wondering if there was a GYM anywhere within the citadel. Perhaps in the north or east section of the citadel?

*Nana continued getting dressed while she questioned Zio. Micha opens his eyes a bit, mostly staring down at his simple stark white pillow, but also at Mastema from time to time*