Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Nana would turn her face back when Mastema finally went about kissing her on the lips. Now it was far more enjoyable for the both of them; Nana's hand was still placed on the back of Mastema's head, and if she desired, could be used to keep Mastema there a short while longer. If she did however, that would be a little out of character for her. Then again, they were husband and wife, they were allowed to be a little more passionate than usual on occassion no? Plus, alone in their own room, who would see, who would judge or care?*

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*Simple messages were probably best when dealing with the children at this age, or size rather. But what Trilla probably needed right now, was someone who wasn't made of metal. Then again, Trilla would probably take Proto over someone like Tyrsais, any day! She seemed to slowly be getting calmer though. Trilla's breathing wasn't in such a huff anymore, and her shaking was at the very least, halved from what it had been. She'd slide down into a crouched position, leaning one side against the slab wall, while she continued to look back from Proto to the message and back. Her free wing had also streched around her side in a semi-protective state. It was still uncertain if she wanted any help at all, but could she make such a desicion like that rationally right now?*

Trilla: .......

Hair on the nape of Heswina's neck suddenly stood on end and she had to force herself to supress the volcanic erruption or rage that threatened to spill out against Zenogais. Her eyes of ice became molten cores of stars as she turned around, "Hello again, Zenogais. No, not new, infact I'm just stopping by for a little visit."

How many countless has fallen by Zenogais, as both mortal and machine? Heswina couldn't even begin to count, both because she couldn't touch his mind and she didn't really care. All she knew, all she wanted, was here, waiting to be destroyed.

The gleam of steel shone softly off the reflection of the barrier. It wasn't certain of Zenogais would recognize the one time villain, with her hair cut shorter and over all body size increased. A slender, white, scar covered her left eye, the icey blue replaced with the glazed, dead, white.

*So far, Mastema had no problems with Nana being assertive. At least for this time, Mastema would stay in this position with Nana until she needed to breath*

Proto: *If Trilla was being less apprehensive of him because of his position, then Proto's plan was working. He wouldn't abandon Trilla until someone else came, no matter now long it took. To further the less alert look, Proto would attempt to mimic a position of comfort for living people. Leaving one of his legs straight out on the street, Proto leaned back slightly and placed his hand on the ground, seeming to relax and look up at the top of the barrier*

Zeno: *His stealth program would deactivate, allowing him to return to being visible from invisible, which is the reason he was able to get to Rintala without being seen or sensed* Not new.... keh... well I don't remember you. *He would be the same as Rintala remembered: wearing his red and black uniform and his long, synthetic black hair with an all too obviously mechanical face. Rintala was indeed too different for Zeno to remember how she'd come to the citadel seeking death, nor could he remember how he'd defiled and desacrated that dead body* Well what the hell do you want......

*After another few seconds, Nana would finally begin to pull her lips away from Mastema's, she needed air. A slow but deep inhale would probably be heard from Nana, before her eyes finally opened again and met with Mastema's. She seemed to be happy, so that was good. The liquid from inside the flask was probably going to work by now, helping to stop Nana's muscles from aching. No doubt she was feeling a little better then she had been a few minutes before*

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*The way Proto looked now, was something Trilla could more relate to. The proto-type seemed almost... child like in his current position. Curious about the barrier, sitting there and doing nothing at all. Trilla would continue to watch and even tried to see what Proto was looking at at least once. The ringing in her ears was still rather loud though, and she rubbed at one of her ears idly. Her breathing had become more normilized again, and now she at least seemed the slightest bit curious. The shaking had gone down a little again, but you could still tell she was doing just that.... shaking*

Trilla: ......?

::If Orias' senses were nearly as acute as most in the citadel his eyes would catch movement in the buildings above himself and Eecheb. Before long it would become clear it was Tyrsais looking out over the two. He was probably coming to take a look at what exploded.::

*So far, everything Mastema had done, had shown that he might simply stay there all night. Nana definitly had no quams with that, in fact it was rather welcome. They hadn't spent time like this together for.... several months. Nestling closely to Mastema's shoulder and neck, Nana was bound to stay warm that night. The blanket helped aswell of course; Nana's wings were still tight to her back, and just another set of limbs that would need rehabilitation eventually. For now however, Nana would just finish off by wrapping her arms around Mastema's back. Like this, sleep was bound to find her, and it would be quite pleasant*

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*Pools of the melting debris made up a rather large area in the eastern side of the citadel. Trilla was calmer now and the shock was starting to wear off. She'd probably finally realize that Proto was.... well, Proto and would go to him in a few minutes more. Looking up at the barrier didn't do much for Trilla though. She'd probably thought that Proto had seen something up there, and wanted to know what*

Trilla: .__. | ..............hnn.

*Eecheb was still shaking his head, Tyrsais would no doubt notice right away. The smoke continued to rise until it reached the barrier, then it would continue to slide along the barrier's inner surface until it settled at the highest point that it could. It was likely that the smoke would be noticed by Proto and in turn, Trilla. Orias, Tyrsais, and Eecheb obviously aswell. Eecheb would huff a bit, his hearing was getting worse like Trilla's. The boy would need to seek some medical attention of some kind, as would his sister*

Eecheb: stressed Hmmn....

*Yes, receiving a "pampering" when unwell, did wonders for ones feelings. That must have been one reason so many spas did great buisness, and hotels too. Being pampered, and having all your needs taken care of. What more could you ask for? Nana certainly couldn't ask for more than Mastema's company right now. It was all she really wanted, and all she really needed. Nana would lightly nuzzle Mastema's shoulder before replying and settling in*

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Hnn....... goodnight, love. heart

*Trilla's eyes would study Proto, looking off to where he had pointed. The smoke was.... different. There was so much more of it then she'd ever seen before, but then again all the other plumes of smoke she had seen were small scale. Like from the candle on the birthday cake, or the fridge Zenogais had helped her get revenge on. None of that was on the same scale as a building explosion, not even when the occassional building collapsed or was destroyed by Omega. Those types of smoke clouds never seemed to thick and usually disappeared after rising a few hundred feet into the air. Whatever else Orias had in his lair must have been burning, only adding to the smoke. It was a good lesson for him at least, not to use the old abandoned appliances from the homes, as they might pose a hazzard. If anything at least Trilla was being a bit more responsive, by looking at the smoke when it was pointed out to her*

Trilla: ........?!