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..but he's a demon! A warrior is a warrior my wings...!

*Upon hearing that Orias had knowledge of Eecheb's name, she was about ready to take the hand that held the rose. Visualy it was easy to see her distaste for the creature, one could almost compare her reaction to Orias, with Fenton's reaction to Truinthil. Nana was lightly twitching , and was close to doing something rash. It was more or less what she was taught about demons while in heaven, and she had encountered demons on her own before. Not even one of them showed her anything different from what she had been taught, about the things. Just one reason she wanted to help Thanatos so much once she found that it was a demon keeping his friend hostage. Apollo also fell into the crowd of demons that Nana had so be taught about. Pillars or ice, demanding her name in order to gain freedom? Orias lead off with the wrong foot, and was already in Nana's bad books. There was no way, she would let her children wander around with that thing roaming about the streets. Meanwhile Eecheb had slipped inside the building and watched from the door*

Eecheb: o.o;; Mom's mad~

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Not in this life time...!

*Nana still wasn't happy about Orias being there, but it wasn't her call, it was Mastema's. Eecheb has since run back inside, fearing a reprimand from Nana, and started running up the stairs, just to make sure he had pleanty of distance. He'd run right back up to his room and stay there more than likely. Nana would probably see Micha, after Mastema had checked him over and healed any injury. Mastema would still have a bit of talking to do with Nana after this. Her views on demons and his were still vastly different, and his view was well aged in comparison. Nana soon follows after Mastema half sluggishly*

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Yes.... I'm coming.

*Nana was not yet so easily swayed, when it came to demons. Orias would have to do a lot to make up for the first meeting. A rose just wasn't going to cut it, especially not a black one. After that, he would have to prove himself and that would be no easy task, not in Nana's eyes anyways. Orias would have a far easier time with Mastema or even Zenogais again, before Nana*

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Yes, you will.... Has he? I see... good, out of the reach of that creature...

*Being reminded of Proto's state just made Nana feel worse. Something was wrong, and she didn't know what, nor could she simply ask. Proto and Nana needed some form of communication other than what they had been using up until now*

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Yes, the elevator will be just fine. I'll be there in a minute or so. I can only imagine what Micha must be thinking.... almost kidnapped!

*Nana sighed deeply then slowly started walking toward the elevator, she took in the sight of Proto as she carried on. It made her sad, and there seemed to be nothing she could do for the thing. She mumbles littley to herself, this day had been a horrid one. Nana presses the button to call the elevator and waits*

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...and to top it all off.... demons in the citadel.

*When Mastema appeared, Trilla was still interigating Micha. By that time she had noticed the bracelet, had questioned Micha extensively, and so on. The boy did nothing to reply, nor in response. Upon hearing Mastema's voice, Trilla turns to look up at him yet continues on with her questioning. However it shifts over to questioning Mastema rather than Micha all of a sudden. Trilla was half way through a question when Mastema came back. Micha still sat back in the thrown, staring distantly out infront of himself. The boy was probably trying to focus on something else, other than pain. The bracelet by now had left quite the burn scarring, and had probably fused to bone if the boy's body held any within his arm*

Trilla: o.o --and why doesn't papa have wings? Oh, hi papa!

Micha: . . . . .

*Trilla's cheeks puff up after Mastema walks by, Trilla didn't like being ignored. She'd probably be a bit disgruntled for a while. So much so at the moment that she gets up and leaves. It was a childish thing to do, but then again that's exactly what she was, a child. Just a child that wanted attention from those around her, and reccognition from her parents and peers. It was a quick movement, and she was out of the room, down the stairs and on her way back to her room within the the batting of an eyelash. It would be easy enough to win the child back later*

Trilla: gonk scream stressed Nnn!

*Micha's finger tips twitch slightly after Mastema touches his shoulder, any nerves around the injury were probably completely dead, innert, and useless now. Miraculusly neither the robe or Mastema's glove, suffered any trouble, only Micha himself. The wound would be easily seen and like Micha to Thanatos, Mastema would probably get little in the ways of a helping hand from the lad in this matter. Micha's eyes fall from the distant gaze infront of him, and settle on Mastema's palm*

Micha: . . .

*Trust may not even have been an issue, rather this was simply the way the child was, and perhaps how he would forever be. For some reason Truinthil was obssessed with the bracelet, though in all truth it was simply some metal links, and a precious gem. There was nothing magical about them, they held no seen or unseen powers, nor did they hold powers back. Perhaps this is what Truinthil was thinking, though in actuality he was wrong. Micha remains still, and silent while Mastema goes to work. Perhaps captivated by his aura? Who knew? Indeed Mastema was correct that the sensation would be a strange one. The sides of Micha's eyes twitch ever so slightly as Mastema works away at freeing the bracelet from his arm*

Micha: . . .

*In the mean time, the elevator had come and now Nana was on her way up. The elevator had just passed level thirty. By now Trilla was back in her room, with her face dug into the belly of her red teddy bear. Eecheb was on the forty-second floor and still climbing. Nana would talk to all of the children about Orias before long. Of course they would also make their own decisions about him over time, while he tried to change Nana's tune. That is if he bothered to even try*

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If that man harmed you in the slightest Micha....

*Micha continues his silence act. There wasn't much else he could do but sit and wait. The pieces of bracelet that were fused to his skin were now free, but still quite ugly from the burns and had the impression from the bracelet. An easy heal for Mastema to accomplish once he was finished with his current task. Perhaps Thanatos would re-attach the bracelet when he got home. He had come and gone so quickly that none of his siblings had gotten a chance to see him*

Micha: . . .

*By now the elevator was passing floor seventy-seven. Nana would be there soon. Eecheb was now on floor fifty-one, and still stumbling up the stairs as fast as he could*