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Trilla: ~__~ | Hnn, ok! Trilla's happy Thanatos is home, there are too many bad people around.

*Finally letting go of Thantos, Trilla bounces once or twice once her bottom hits her bed. She was barefoot and her shoes were beside the bed, the child's wings were folded neatly behind her. Looking around, Trilla finally notices that Micha and Eecheb are out, it was unusual for them to be up and gone first but she had slept in a lot longer than usual. The eight that Micha had left behind was lost on Trilla; the children would all need a hair cut soon, and Trilla needed her hair curles re-adjusted. Eecheb was down a few floors now and still drying his hair, he was almost done and would probably get onto the elevator shortly*

*Trilla kicked her feet back and forth under her bed for a bit, she felt ok so she must have been fine, at least in the physical sense. Menally the child didn't like the encounter any, and didn't want to see Tyrsias Himura again. Of course being one who lived in the citadel, it was unlikely that the two wouldn't run into eachother again, even if both went out of their ways to avoid eachother, they'd still meet some time or another*

Trilla: ~_~ | Trilla thinks a bad person got in, but Zeph said he'd "have a word" with them, so it'd be ok now right? Trilla forgot to ask papa about the other bad people too. Hnn....

*Trilla hadn't said anything about an attack on her person, Thanatos was getting ahead of the story. The child of course would answer Thanatos; Zenogais hadn't yet done a thing like he said he would, meaning it was eithr not going to happen at all, or would come at a much later date. At the very least, two people knew what happened, Mastema and Zenogais, and if Thanatos kept asking then he would know too. There was more than one person in the citadel with scary wings however. Orias had demonic wings with rips and tears, and Tysrias had vamperic wings that would probably also be considered "scary wings", to the child at least*

Trilla: o.o | A scary man with scary wings was chasing Trilla, and did stuff. Trilla told papa too. Hnn... Trilla wanted to know who the bad people were so she could tell someone when they weren't outside.

*At least the last part of Trilla's short child rant made sense. If someone was inside the barrier that shouldn't be, then she would know they weren't supposed to be there, and could tell the appropriate people. Knowing who was supposed to be in the citadel and who wasn't, was indeed a good thing for the child to know. Taking the initiative to go and find out was also very responsable of Trilla to do, as she was educating herself to stay safe*

Trilla: ~.~ | Hnn... He said Tyr-si-as Himura vampire.

*Well now Thanatos knew that Tyrsias was involved or at least someone who said he was Tyrsias. Anyone could that they were Tyrsias, if the child didn't really know who he was in the first place. This was of course the case, as Trilla had no prior knowledge about the man and still didn't know too much about him after the fact. Trilla liked when she was pat, and grabs Thanatos' hand keeping it in place. Finally noting Thanatos' bandages the girl questions him*

Trilla: >.> ! | Why does Thanatos look like that? Where's your pretty arm?

Trilla: ~_~ Nnnnn....

*As suspected Trilla was also unhappy that Thanatos got hurt, and made it clear as she started to whine a little. Thanatos could be happy to know that the child cared about his well being aswell. The missing arm was most noiced since it was one of Trilla's favorite colors and was what looked like part of Thanatos at the time*

Trilla: ~_~ It was pretty though... Trilla liked it.

Trilla: .__. Trilla still likes red too. Ya~ Trilla doesn't like Thanatos hurt, because then he's sad and.... hurt.... >.>;

*Aside from the obvious, Trilla didn't miss much durring this conversation. She'd told Thanatos about Tyrsias, about her dislike of him being hurt, and about how she missed his red arm. Down a few floors Eecheb was finally done with the towel, and tosses it into the nearest landry room before moving over to the elevator, he was down on level eighty. As soon as the boy presses the call button for the elevator, he gets slapped in the back of the head.... with his towel*

Eecheb: .__. Ahh? Hey I threw you in there, so stay there...

*Wandering back to the laundry room, Eecheb throws the towel back into the room then starts to walk away back to the elelvator again. No more than three seconds later the towel is back over the boy's head*

Eecheb: gonk Ahhh~ Get off of me!

Trilla: Good...! | o__o | Does that mean Thanatos will stay to play for a while? 4laugh Thanatos can come and color with Trilla~ heart

*Well, Trilla certainly was starting to sound like she had before meeting Tyrsias, so that was good. Her energy was up, she seemed happy again relatively, and wanted to play again. It was a good sign, so apparently Thanatos' visit did more good then he might have realized. Back on level eighty, Eecheb had thrown his towel back in the room and started to run toward the elevator which was open by now. Again the thing hit his head and wrapped around his face, casung the child to flail about a bit. The elevator had since arrived, and now Eecheb was getting mad*

Eecheb: scream Hey! I said stay!

*Throwing the towel into the room as hard as he could, Eecheb followed up by walking into the room and stepping onto the towel. As the boy starts to leave his foot gets caught up by the towel, but it was more than a foot behind him so that couldn't be. None the less Eecheb goes down with a loud thud, and a light "ouch", before he he turned to see what he'd tripped on. Just as he started to turn the last thing he'd see would be a wall of white. The boy was burried under several large white towels. Having no idea what was going on, the boy starts to panic a little*

Eecheb: gonk Ahhhhhh~! Help~!

Trilla: 4laugh Trilla got Micha to color too!

*It was true, Trilla had gotten Micha to paint a little bit. Finding a bunch of old paint in an empty warehouse was the perfect score. Trilla's artwork was more abstract than Micha's, whom painted a picture of Fenton once the tiny creature had showed up. Even Fenton tried to paint a little bit, but ended up scaring Trilla, thinking he was some sort of paint monster. Speaking of monsters, Eecheb wasn't much liking his situation. The weight of the towels and their placement made it hard for the child to move, and whatever had his foot didn't allow him to crawl away. Hearing a familiar sounding call, the boy comes to but one conclusion*

Eecheb: gonk ............................some REAL help!