azlariel asked:
Not bothering to wait for Cyrus to wake up from his rest after heading into the city, a smaller but still familiar version of his brother slips into the cabin, up the ladder and into the bed next to the former angel.

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

Exhausted from my work in the city, I was sleeping soundly in the wide plush bed when a warm body crawled in along side me. In my weary, worn state, my subconscious registered only that the form was warm and the spirit familiar. That was enough.

With a deep drowsy exhale, I reached out and wrapped an arm around the being, snuggling sleepily up to it and resting my chin against the top of it’s head. A content sigh and my consciousness was already sinking again into the pleasant void of sleep. 

Baring his teeth briefly, hearing that annoyance in Cyrus’s voice, he has to work to keep from flinching away. “Yes?”

It isn’t long before he settles, however, allowing the touch and letting out another quiet trill. “I’m not sure.”

I stared blankly for a moment, letting just finger drop away from him. “
Your marks are different….you’re…a child?" I asked curiously, still staring in wonder.

It looks like it, doesn’t it?” He doesn’t sound happy, and if he had been able to pout, he would have been.

I can feel the unhappy emotions rolling off of him and I shifted absently, sitting cross legged now as I stared at him. “I suppose…” I blinked, confused, then voicing the question stumping me. “How did it happen?”




azlariel asked:
Not bothering to wait for Cyrus to wake up from his rest after heading into the city, a smaller but still familiar version of his brother slips into the cabin, up the ladder and into the bed next to the former angel.

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

destinys-broken-wings:

Exhausted from my work in the city, I was sleeping soundly in the wide plush bed when a warm body crawled in along side me. In my weary, worn state, my subconscious registered only that the form was warm and the spirit familiar. That was enough.

With a deep drowsy exhale, I reached out and wrapped an arm around the being, snuggling sleepily up to it and resting my chin against the top of it’s head. A content sigh and my consciousness was already sinking again into the pleasant void of sleep. 

"Hmhm?" I yawned, blinking at Azlariel sleepily. Did he… was his skin different? Something seemed off and I rubbed my eyes again, trying to wake up, though the pull of sleep was strong.

Letting out a quiet trill of something like annoyance over his current state, he pulls away just enough to be able to see Cyrus’s face that much more clearly. “Wake up?”

Slipping naturally into the foreign tongue. “I’m trying, I’m trying!" I responded, catching the note of annoyance and pushing myself up on an elbow, still rubbing at my face. "I’m sorry- there was a bus crash and a room full of kids- it was just very tiring. I’m awake. I pro-…..Az?" I’d opened my eyes finally to look at him, and my words faded out when I registered what I was seeing. He was… different. A bit smaller, but not much. The most obvious change was his markings, or lack thereof. "What happened?" I blinked, reaching out in wonder to touch his unmarked forehead..

Baring his teeth briefly, hearing that annoyance in Cyrus’s face, he has to work to keep from flinching away. “Yes?”

It isn’t long before he settles, however, allowing the touch and letting out another quiet trill. “I’m not sure.”

I stared blankly for a moment, letting just finger drop away from him. “Your marks are different….you’re…a child?" I asked curiously, still staring in wonder.



destinys-broken-wings asked:
What did you just- [Staring at him with wide eyes.] Are you okay?!

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

azlariel:

Baring his teeth to try and smile, the shift in expression has him wincing, covering his eyes with one hand briefly before slowly getting up to stand. Paying attention to where he was going… likely a very good idea in the future.

He’s still a little wobbly, squinting before rubbing that same hand over his face to try and keep his eyes clear and focused. “Yes… ?”

"Oh." I nodded. That made sense, that he’d be headed somewhere and not just aimlessly wandering into trees - a relief actually. "Alright." I smiled a little crookedly. "May I join you?"

Baring his teeth in a relieved smile, he nods happily, squinting briefly. “I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to.”

"Cool." I used the colloquial term with a pleased grin, following after him.




azlariel asked:
"I want to always protect you." [so who ordered the dish of feels with the side of how dare you]

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

destinys-broken-wings:

Looking up from behind the cloth I had pressed to my bloodied eye, I smiled gently. He would guard me…that used to be my job and mine alone. It touched something deep in my heart and I leaned closer to touch my forehead briefly to his in a oddly familiar gesture. My body hurt when it moved, but it was worth it. “Thank you..”

[[ I BELIEVE THAT WOULD BE YOU??? XD ]]

"Yes…" I exhaled, slipping back into English for a moment. My sense of direction was failing me and it was hard to see with one of my eyes beginning to swell and blood dripping down into the other. "How far to the cabin?”

Not too far.” Even with Cyrus’s slip back into English, this was easier for him, worry spiking and deliberately looking away. Even if he can still smell the blood it was easier not being able to see it.

Brushing my fingers over one eye, wiping away the blood so I could see, I squinted at the line of trees on the other side of the street. “Oh, good…" I exhaled, biting off a cough that made my ribs burn.

My whole body seemed to throb, aching in time with my heart beat. ” I think I left the back door unlocked..” Holding my chest as if I was holding my ribs together as we stepped into the grass.




A Fish Tale

azlariel:

runforthewild:

Heidi’s smile started to fade as her eyebrows slightly creased in thought. She looked at her hands again. “I do not know.” Heidi answered. Was it really a new talent or was it always there? “It…happened the night the bat man crashed into the loft and…”

Her brows creased some more as she thought back. “He was hurt and I healed him.” And it frightened her that she was able to do such a thing. Wonderful that she was able to heal others, but the fact that there was some unknown magic inside of her was frightening to think about. 

"I do not know where it comes from or why it is there." she said, gently closing her palms and glancing between Cyrus and Azlariel.

Letting out a hum of surprise (the two knew each other?) he focuses on Heidi, baring his teeth in an attempt at a smile, hoping to calm her.

"It is helpful, isn’t it?" he offers quietly, not wanting to say too much in case she didn’t think so.

The name didn’t ring a bell, but I did remember the hole in the ceiling. She had healed him?? My smile spread. “It is a wonderful talent.” I commented softly, drifting closer to her in the water, offering comfort without a second thought.




Small Surprises

runforthewild:

azlariel:

Hand curled into a small fist, he’s still trilling quietly, attention flickering between Heidi’s face and Cyrus’s. That they had been affected and Cyrus hadn’t… just why that had been the case was confusing.

I don’t think so?” At least he didn’t feel hurt, not physically.

With each breath, Heidi’s small frame would gently rise and fall. She could still hear the two talking, but was far too sleepy to do anything. However, the peacefulness was cut short by her stomach growling. Instinctively, Heidi’s forehead bumped against Cyrus’ chest. Her eyes peeped open and realized there was no supply of milk.

The baby faun huffed a few small breaths and then started to whine again when her tummy growled a second time.

I exhaled a faint sound of relief to know Az wasn’t hurt, at least not physically. I was trying to think what the next logical move should be when I felt Heidi begin to nuzzle at my chest, hearing the grumble of her small stomach. It seemed the decision was made for me. 

"I’m sorry, dear one. I do not have anything for you there." I told her gently, a soothing warmth in my tone that fell easily back into place even after so much disuse. "Here, Az." I tugged gently on his hand, urging him toward the edge of the bed as I turned to slip my feet to the floor. "Heidi is hungry. Are you hungry?" I asked, watching him attentively as I stood, still holding his hand.




Small Surprises

runforthewild:

azlariel:

Baring small teeth in an attempted smile, he pulls himself up to sitting, moves a little bit closer. It’s disorienting still, the difference between what he could remember and what he was seeing, and his eyes narrow with a quiet distressed trill.

I do… ?Letting the affirmation trail off into a question, he focuses on Cyrus’s face. “Is it?”

It was still so very early in the morning and Heidi found her eyes beginning to close again. The rocking of Cyrus’ arm helped and it felt like she was floating on a cloud. The hiccups continued, however. All the sudden hubbub was to blame. She comfortably burrowed herself while listening to Cyrus and Azlariel speak. 

Yes, I believe so." I tried to assure him, my thumb stroking the side of his small hand soothingly. At the same time, I glanced down at Heidi as she burrowed against my chest. Something about the familiar sense of her and the nostalgic feel of holding an infant in my arms…my heart warmed and I felt the spreading tendrils of my old nature working through me. "…You’re not injured, yes?" I asked Azlariel, looking back up at him, my expression having softened when as I’d watched Heidi.




destinys-broken-wings asked:
What did you just- [Staring at him with wide eyes.] Are you okay?!

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

azlariel:

Baring his teeth to try and smile, the shift in expression has him wincing, covering his eyes with one hand briefly before slowly getting up to stand. Paying attention to where he was going… likely a very good idea in the future.

He’s still a little wobbly, squinting before rubbing that same hand over his face to try and keep his eyes clear and focused. “Yes… ?”

"Alright, if you’re certain.." I was giving him a last chance to ask - I could sense there was still some discomfort somewhere, but it wasn’t enough to really hinder him much. 

"Did you not see the tree?"

"I…" He trails off, embarrassed. "I did, but…" Easier to just shrug it off than explain further. He would be fine, even with the mistake having taken place to begin with.

"Okay…" Still concerned - worried that maybe there was some other reason for the accident? - but I didn’t want to push him too much. "If you’re sure." I repeated. "Where were you headed?"

Humming quietly in further embarrassment, he tries shrugging it off a second time. “I wanted to see how far things had gotten with what Heidi had been working on.”

"Oh." I nodded. That made sense, that he’d be headed somewhere and not just aimlessly wandering into trees - a relief actually. "Alright." I smiled a little crookedly. "May I join you?"




A Fish Tale

azlariel:

runforthewild:

destinys-broken-wings:

I winced when she set her fingers over the wound, but tried to hold still for her. I didn’t know what she would attempt, but I was more than willing to let her try. Especially if it would make her feel better. 

Waiting patiently, I was beginning to wonder what result she might be hoping for, when…it began to glow. I stared in wonderment, frozen, stunned. Then a big grin spread across my lips and I curved a bit closer to kiss Heidi’s cheek. “I knew there was something angelic in you.” I chuckled delightedly. Perhaps it wasn’t truly an angel’s healing, but I was excited for her none the less.

Heidi was just as stunned as the other two, watching her own magic work against Cyrus’s wound. Just as Cyrus kissed her cheek, the faun slid her hand off the wound to reveal the completely healed portion of the tail. And as ecstatic a she was about her new-found power, Heidi still hadn’t a clue where it was coming from or why she had it in the first place. 

"I…I do, don’t I?" Heidi replied, smiling as she held her hands out in front of her. She studied her palms and the lines that the creases created. Perhaps there was a way to control it. A way to use it at any time rather than specifically for injuries.

Seeing that, he’s reminded of Cyrus’s ability as well, humming quietly and baring his teeth in an attempted smile. “When did you… ?” The question is quiet, not wanting to bother the other two too much.

"You do!" I grinned happily, brushing my thumbs over her cheeks as I glanced back at Azlariel. He raised a very good question. "Ah, yes-" How had I not noticed this change in her? I blinked briefly, but then smiled back at Heidi again. "It is a new talent?"




Small Surprises

runforthewild:

azlariel:

destinys-broken-wings:

runforthewild:

And suddenly daybreak hit the room with a bang.

The baby faun’s small-but-growing ears twitched upward. What was that awful whining that disrupted her sleep? And why was everything so bright? Heidi’s eyes squeezed tightly shut as her tiny legs kicked around the sheets before the first cry escaped. Everything sounded so loud to the one-year old, like thunder must’ve sounded to a dog. 

Heidi tried to peek her watery eyes open, continuing to wail as her little hand tried to grab at Cyrus.

The subtle changes in spirit of the two sleeping next to me hadn’t been enough to rouse me. It was still completely comfortable in fact, even with just the two familiar, yet tiny, bodies snoozing next to me.

It was only when that ear splitting trill broke the morning silence that I jerked awake with a start. The sound rang in my skull and I snapped into a sitting position, the covers jerking down over my wings stubs in a way that made me wince as I looked around to see where the sound was coming from….and froze. “Az? Heidi?!”

They were…babies. Not just children, but younglings, almost infants! There was no doubt in my mind who they were, with the familiar sense. But how??

The continued wailing from both parties broke me from my stunned revelry and my brow creased with concern - and a little pain. I reached for Heidi, carefully scooping her tiny form into my arms and against my chest. “Shhhh, lovely, you’re safe.” I cooed, cradling her close to my heart as I reached one hand carefully to Azlariel.

"Az?" I touched his little unmarked arm gently, unsure how much of himself was actually still aware. Did they still have their memories? Or were they truly children…

Heidi’s crying breaks through the trilling, makes him halt it briefly while puzzling through what the sound is. His eyes narrow, letting it die down into hisses, sounds low enough now that they’re difficult to hear.

That the scents around him are familiar still has the toddler calming just enough to realize who they are, flinching involuntarily when Cyrus touches his arm but reaching out immediately afterward in order to grab at the man’s hand. “Cyrus?" is the only thing he can manage to say for now, the question confused and with a quieter whining trill accompanying it.

The comfort of being cradled had Heidi calm down almost immediately. She continued to cry softly, then whimper. But soon and shortly enough, her cries were reduced to mere hiccups after Cyrus had spoken soft, protective words to her. Heidi’s warm, sunny eyes began to open a bit more as she felt a sense of recognition. She felt safe in these familiar arms as she looked up at a familiar face. 

Heidi curled herself up in Cyrus’ before peeking out to see Azlariel on the other side of the bed. As young as she was, Heidi could also feel some sort of recognition with the toddler. A sibling sort of bond. 

After a moment, the baby faun sniffled and tucked her face against Cyrus’ chest.

A deep sense of relief swept through me. He still knew my name, so there was hope he had other memories still intact. “Yes! It’s alright." I assured him with a slight hum meant to comfort, wrapping my long fingers around his small green hand as he grabbed mine. "You remember me? Do you know where you are?" I asked softly, not wanting to alarm him anymore or risk jarring Heidi since she’d calmed and cuddled against my chest. In fact I began to rock Heidi gently with the one arm I held her in, soothing as she whimpered softly.




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