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Skating, it was like flying when you were speeding about it like some sort of crazed demon hyped up on sugar. Damon thought it would possibly wear her down more than, say, wandering around a park. Course, he hadn't predicted there would be so many kids roaming around and that Ilyrosa saw it as a challenge to tip over as many as she could by zipping in and out so fast that the poor thing fell over in surprise.

"Ilyrosa, unless you stop that this instant, I'm taking you home," Damon growled as she rolled to a stop by him to take a long drink from her juice.

"Daddy, we bowth know yew dun want dat," Ilyrosa replied, sticking her tongue out at him. She knew he was boss, being both stronger and more powerful than she at the moment and thus someone to not challenge authority with.

Ilyrosa glanced out at the skating rink, suddenly spotting what appeared to be feathery wings. She all but threw Damon her drink as she zipped off, not even bothering to see if he caught the drink or not. Of course he had, but only because he had seen it coming. Whether or not she liked it, she was highly predictable in her actions.

"OO! You has pwetty wingies! Can I's pet dem? Why's you's hugging her wegs? Wha's yews name? I's Iwywosa! Wanna skate wiff me?" she asked, stopping rather suddenly next to Pippin to ask him a barrage of questions all the while fixating him with a curious stare and a mischievous grin. He wasn't the sort she'd pick on, seeing as Damon had warned her against it. He had said that the ones most likely to get revenge later were the weakest looking ones. And he knew EVERYTHING, so he had to be right... right?

Whatever, she liked the thrill of the chase when someone got mad and ran after her. Never worked really as they could never amount to her speed!

Ilyrosa grin widened even farther as she was granted permission to pet the massive gray head wings. Skating a little closer, she reached out a hand and gently touched a wing, eyes widening in surprise and curiosity at how soft they were. They were nothing like Damon's! His were like shiny leather, not like a birdie's!

"Woah! An yew not skate? Can teach! It easy. Gotta bawance weally well an' stuff," she explained, as if it was the best explanation of how to skate in the whole world.

Damon looked up and a slight grin crossing his face. "Hm? Oh, no, I'm fine. I'm... ah, used to this," he replied, setting the juice down and leaning against the half wall that separated the skating rink and the rest of the place. Damn, Ilyrosa certainly had good tastes in friends. This one's mom was hella hot.

"Pwease skate wiff me? It fun! C'mon!" Ilyrosa giggled, holding out a hand for him while her tail wagged happily behind her. She looked more like an overeager puppy than a child... An overly hyper demon puppy to be specific.

Ilyrosa practically squealed with happiness. "YAY!" And without waiting for his hand to be offered to her or take hers, she reached out and grabbed his hand and attempted to start skating off without him. It seemed to take her a moment to figure out HOW to skate while holding onto another without toppling over.

"Don' worry, fallin' don' hurt much if ya go slowly. An if yew land on yews bottom, den it don' hurt at all," she explained, grinning happily at the far shyer boy. Girls, boys, shy, bold... they were all the same to her; friends to mess around and have fun with. Course, she also had to be careful since her dad said that other kids weren't as durable as she was... whatever that meant.

Damon smiled flirtatiously and nodded his head in a sort of bow. "Damon. Pleasure to meet you, Celi. A handful would be putting it lightly with her, I'm afraid. She has yet to sleep and it's been around three days," he explained, laughing softly at the fact. He was even beginning to wonder if she ever DID sleep...

Ilyrosa paused, gliding a bit as she looked back at her newest friend, only to see him starting to fall and looking absolutely terrified. "Okies. Gwab my other hand and I take yew back," she said, slowing down to a stop and holding out her other hand for him. "Is like walkin' or rowwerbwading, but yew need t' bawance more," she commented, trying to explain how skating worked a bit.

Damon chuckled softly. "Ah, yes, but a child of Diligence would which she is one. Although, I have the feeling she has to sleep at some point," he replied, pausing to blink and stare at Ilyrosa and Pippin, already sensing his fear from halfway across the rink.

Ily, needless to say, was ecstatic about her friend wanting to stay a little longer. "Yay! Good for yew!" she giggled, still keeping a firm grip on him. If she let him fall, it would be her fault and that was mean! He looked so scared and shy, yet she really couldn't understand why.

"You keep them busy. I don't think I've ever seen a child go through a coloring book so quickly," Damon replied, watching as Ily slowly skated by while tightly holding onto Pippin. "Although, she does settle down now and again, and I'm pretty glad her other side isn't too dominant at the moment," he added, a hint of fear flickering onto his face at the thought. Wrath... She already packed a punch and could dish out some pretty nice bruises if she so chose to, but when she got older... He mentally shuddered at the thought, pushing it to the back of his mind to be dealt with later.

Ily would have clapped if he wasn't holding onto her hands. "Yeah! Dat's wight! Yews doin' it!" she giggled, grinning happily at his success. As he moved towards the wall, she guided him gently to it just to give him a little more support. "Nowt dat hard, wight?"

"Wrath and diligence, so you are pretty correct on that part. It's not all bad, though, as some might think. Just... a little difficult at times," Damon replied, watching Ily carefully as she guided Pippin to the wall. Perhaps she'll remain diligent and not indulge in her wrathful side... One could only hope.

Ily shrugged, glancing at the people skating around on the ice once she noticed his gaze focused on them. Some of the skaters fell on occasion when tripped or somehow lost their balance while others raced and a select few did random tricks to impress their friends or to practice for the next ice skating challenge. “If yew want t’ twy again. Hewps cause pwactice makes perfect!” she replied with a huge grin. “Nobohdy is perfect da fiwrst time so yews got’a pwactice lots an’ lots,” she added, knowing full well she couldn’t do any of the tricks the other kids were doing. She could simply skate well enough to move fast.

“It’s only a matter of time, or perhaps that part of her just conflicts with her naturally bubbly nature and thus it’s just ignored. We won’t ever know, but I’m content with life and I try to not think of such things. But on a happier note, I think they’re getting alone really well,” Damon explained, eyes drawn to his daughter and Pippin and easily noting how happy Ily looked as well as the somewhat fearful one on Pippin’s face. She was so giggly and happy... It was like the calm before the storm, the most dangerous time of all. He hoped no one skated into the pair or outwardly mocked them or anyone else for any reason. That would end rather badly...