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.




Small Surprises

runforthewild:

azlariel:

Long enough had passed between the time of the transformation and now that he was finally waking up, stretching smaller arms and blinking his eyes open. The now-toddler alien looks around, realizing with sudden surprise that everything isn’t how it had been before he’d fallen asleep.

There’s several seconds of silence before loud upset trilling breaks out, almost like whining.

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…




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 ]]

I shook my head, regretted it, then exhaled. “No. I didn’t see much- just felt the spike in emotion…" I could hear his hissing, feel his concern, and tried to walk a little easier. "It’s alright- I just need to get home.” I tried to reassure him, holding my ribs a little tighter.

You’re sure?” The hissing quiets, though it’s still there, concern replacing most of it as his attention flickers over to his brother while they walk.

"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?”




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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:

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..




A Fish Tale

azlariel:

runforthewild:

Heidi reached her hand up and placed it over Cyrus’s. “I…”

She glanced back to the wound, which was still seeping some blood and clouding the water. “I do not know how to say it, but…” It was some form of magic, no doubt, but Heidi had noticed a strange pattern in the way it worked. Any time she tried to conduct it, the magic wouldn’t happen. But if it was a wound, well…if it was a wound, it worked. Granted, it only happened once with Bruce, but…could it happen again? Now?

Heidi held her hand over the would and gently placed two of her fingers over the puncture. 

Nothing happened. 

Then the faun slid her whole hand over the wound and squeezed her eyes shut. Please work…please work. If it worked this time, her theory was correct.

It was then, sure enough, that a faint golden glow began to emanate from the wound itself, the light peeking through the crevices of her fingers.

Just as curious as Cyrus was, he’s focused on what Heidi is doing. When nothing happens he lets out a quiet hum of surprise which turns quickly louder when the glow starts to appear.

Just what was going on he didn’t know, moving closer in order to see it better.

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.




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