Upon returning to hell the first thing he had heard was something quite unfortunate. "Right, I'll keep that in mind" Alistair muttered rubbing his temples as he shook his head. His poor suits were now gone, but at the same time seeing Tempy react like this was was the most amusement he had seen in a good while. He wished he could have seen her first hand, but that would lead to his 3rd death and he was beginning to get tired of those. With this he had no room and nowhere to sleep, but this was no real problem since he could hijack any of the other room he had encountered. He had to be cautious, but then all of a sudden there was the sudden blaring of an alarm and Alistair just facepalmed "well.........quite the interesting day" Alistair muttered. If the alarm was so important then it would be best for him not to get in the way so he went over to his second room, the training room. With a sigh he walked in and began to stretch as he twirled his cane still ignoring the sirens roaring. His moves were faster, the blades much more efficient and effective. Their reaction grown a great deal and the blade pierced out nearly instantly. He began swiping in the air, utilizing everything the training room had to offer. Blade were release from his palms and Alistair gripped both bladed as swords and begun swinging. His body fatigued, he tossed both blades forward and kicked off the ground. His body faded as the blades soared through the air and reappeared where the blades were and grasped them preventing them from moving any further. A sinister smirk crept across his face as he gripped the blade and continued to train until he passed out. Regulus walked out of the operating room, saw the flames and heard the siren, shrugged his shoulder and walked back in to continue his work
A voice had called out and the cue for Laurence to awaken had been set. His eyes had slowly opened up, but the very moment they had fully opened up the blondie had risen to his feet excitedly and placed his sunglasses on. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING BROTHERS AND SISTERS" Laurence cried out all too happily to the brothers and sisters that were around him as he got himself ready and rushed out of the room. Such a lovely smell had found it's way into the nose of Laurence and he felt like he was at a higher plane of heaven. He happily skipped down the halls towards the dinning room and gave everybody a wide and happy grin. "LET US DINE ON OUR DELICIOUS BREAKFAST!" Laurence cried out. Today was such a wondrous day for him, the headache that had plagued him was now over and he was able to awaken to such a delicious smell. Laurence couldn't wait to chow down on the food made my chef Tamsey. He took his seat, took his utensils and readied himself to eat. With his knife he cut the meat and with his fork he stabbed it and pulled it up to his mouth and began to chew on it. It was a lovely taste one surely made by the hands of the goddess' chef. It was like Chef Tasmey took the most shittiest of objects and turned it into such a delicious and wondrous of meals. The man deserved praise and Laurence was sure to give the man the praise he deserved. To be with the people he loved and be able to share such a meal, surely this was what he had thanks for. It was like thanksgiving....without the killer turkeys.
And so William listened to the words of the girl without pause, he did not say a word nor did he really react as she continued on with her discussion about the events of the world and her little tall tale. He honestly did not know what to say to this and he just sat there with his eyes widened looking quite dumbstruck at the girl that spoke to him. For a good while he just sat there starring at them. His eyes scanned over the group and continued to stare at them. None of them even looked like they were past 30 years old and here they were wanting to join their little group for his protection. He closed his eyes and just stayed there unable to say anything to the claims. He needed to think about all this, he needed to think about what to do next. The idea had finally come forth and William silently stood up. His plan was set and he was ready... "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM THESE PEOPLE ARE CRAZY" William yelled as he began to run away. Desperate times called for desperate measures, even if it was a choice he loathed dearly. Were these people insane? Satan was roaming around and wanted to kill him? what kind of rubbish was this nonsense? He just ran on with his little legs trying to get away from the crazy people.
SEKI SHIKI MEIKAI RINBU!
The girl before him was really something and she just looked like she was at a loss for words. It was confusing to see a woman as big as her scared and he wondered why the girl even wanted to speak to him in the first place. There was something she wanted to say to him, but her nerves seemed to make that much more difficult and the way they were going it seemed like this conversation would be going on for a long time. Eventually the girl did manage to say what she wanted and William raised his eyebrow in sheer confusion "Huuuuuuuuuuuuuh?" William said. She started this whole entire conversation because she wanted to know his age? why the hell would he tell a random stranger like her something like this. Being nice was sure difficult and he opt not to say anything rude. Another had made her presence known and William turned his attention over to the girl that had introduced herself as Elise and the other one that had previously talked to him as Joslyn. At least things weren't spiralling out of control like he thought it would. "hmmm yes...the names Straight....William Straight." William said with a sigh "so...aside from asking my age...what do you really want?" William said.
What had happened next was just a maelstrom of desperation for the group. He had tried a combination of herbs, but that failed. Once everybody begun to make their own combinations of herbs and fed Leon things went out of control. It was an honest miracle to see that Leon had actually pulled through the whole ordeal alive and well. The kid was lucky and that was for sure, but that luck was only brought by Alistair himself. "This is more trouble than its worth" Alistair muttered with a sigh as he shook his head. He relaxed on the chair for a bit and watched everything begin to calm down a bit before finally he arose to his feet and began to walk. For a moment he began to cringe a bit, having felt the side affect of some wounds that did not heal, but regardless he shrugged it off and continued to walk. Hay Sun's attention had been removed from Leon and was sent straight over to Mali. Alistair walked up to Mali and got on one knee as he place both hands on her shoulders "hey kid, sorry about messing up your mission and all" Alistair said with a small smile before standing up as he gently placed one hand on top of the child's head and faced Hay Sun "She is the daughter of an angel and human, a nephilim working for Lu" Alistair said calmly. He had helped them enough and though he understood any anger the group must have felt for her, he would not let them harm Mali.
He relaxed as he rested on the park bench, not giving a damn about the world and enjoying what he was blessed with, but a certain voice had reached his ears and immediately he lazily opened his eye and stared up at the person that had spoken out to him. He narrowed his one open eye as he heard her speak and he was not quite amused. With what she said William could only assume the conversation would go to something he was annoyed with. They would speak about how he had lost his mommy and they would be the big responsible adult that would help him out. He was used to it, but it still did annoy him a great deal. Despite this William could only close his eye and let out a sigh as he sat up straight. Normally he wouldn't have really paid heed, but the girl had a sense of nervousness being shown and it would have been rude for him to have just flat out yelled or ignored her when she looked like she was having a difficult time conversing. She seemed to meek to be the insulting type so maybe she was genuinely wished to help, or better yet maybe she just wanted to talk or something of the sort. "hm yes...I am alone...." William said calmly as he opened his big red eyes and stared up at the girl "and what can I do for you?" William said asked Joslyn as he crossed his arms and leaned against the bench.
At this point his task was done with the jacket having been given away. He really didn't wish to do any more so he just sat back and relaxed and soon enough Hay Sun had arrived out of the bedroom. More and more as he looked at the girl he continued to wonder just what was the deal between her and Leon, but something unexpected had occurred and Alistair immediately raised an eyebrow as the girl went up to him. He said nothing as the girl spoke and watched her without the usual smile upon his face. The way she spoke so rashly, it was all gone and now replaced with desperation. Leon was special to her and the boy's safety is what was leading her to plead to him. Surely she must have known that he was on the side of the dark angels and even so she still continued with the pleading. He closed his eyes softly and let out a sigh "Fine fine...gonna get my ass kicked...again...but I'll do what I can" Alistair said. Before Alistair could say any more, Leon had arisen from his bed and made his presence and demands known all to well. Alistair thought it would be fun when Leon witnessed him, but now that things had changed it was just annoying. "Still a big dumbass as usual...I warned you that there would be those that tried to kill you and here you are dying due to your own ignorance..." Alistair said crossing his arms as he leaned against his chair and closed his eyes. "He is wasting valuable energy...if the idiot continues on then he will commit suicide from overexerting himself...break his shield, knock him out, or talk him out of it...but make it fast...my patience is on the line as well..." Alistair said with a sigh.
He was going to die to her, he knew this, but why did he continue to smile? The smile never changing, never fading continued on as she continued to babble on. She was talking about how death was something not even the host of Azrael could avoid and even this almost made him laugh as loud as he could. Death was fated for everybody, he was no exception. If anything she was doing a pretty shitty job at tormenting him. He always wondered if he was a masochist...or maybe it was just that he took so much joy in tormenting Tempy that it really made the pain feel good. He would have felt fear had it not been for Azrael. That dreaded moment where he felt all was lost held stronger than ever. He couldn't fear death, it was something that he held power over. He would die with no regrets and come back even stronger than ever, that was what he believed. She asked for last words, and though she gave him no time, he still responded not with words, but with a condescending smirk before life came to a full end. Everything turned to darkness and with his life having come to a halt he did not know what happened next. What had happened next was unexpected for him. His consciousness slowly began to return and he heard the voice of a familiar male. His mouth formed a small smile as he listened to Danel speak and just listened on until the angel's departure. Danel had saved his life, but it was obvious that it was because of Lucifer's will that this happened. With this known fact he realized that his position in Lucifer's forces was higher than he thought. Temeluchas' heart no longer resided in his body...it was like cleansing the body of shit.... Everything began to awaken and the pain felt like total shit to him. "That fucking bitch" Alistair muttered silently coughing out blood before a sudden warmth began to cover his body and his wounds began to heal. He opened his eyes and stared over at Sal who had helped him and merely sat upon the chair he was placed on. "Heh...come now...death always has the most vibrant colors..." Alistair said leaning back against the chair and placed one arm on top of the back of the chair and smiled casually "Save Ariel? that idiot deserves to die for falling for such a stupid ruse" Alistair said shaking his head with a small chuckle "ah but then again I did just die...and this is Tempy's mission...not mine..." Alistair said removing his coat and tossed it over at Sal. "I do apologize for the blood" Alistair said. All the herbs he found during his trip in hell were all in there so if any one of them would have been useful then they were free to use it.
Black coils had bound him and Alistair let out a sigh as the woman began to act "here we go again" Alistair said softly. Lu just hated when she was not on top and it was very simple to dethrone her from her haughty self. Just one little remark was all it took to piss her off to no ends. Maybe it was just him and that no other could have pissed her off this much, but regardless all Alistair could think was that it was just too easy that he didn't even have to try. A searing pain had hit his chest, but it was one that he was quite familiar with. She always played around with his heart and quite literally as well. She hadn't even really begun but all ready the small sensation had already begun and Alistair began to chuckle "Blah de blah de blah you sure love to bitch about stuff...well its only natural for a bitch to be bitchy..." Alistair said softly during the chuckling. The blood stained his suit and it disappointed him slightly. One thing he loathed about these little torture moments was that his clothes were always stained and ripped and it just ruined his classy look. He glanced up at Lu and merely smiled his usual smile at the woman awaiting whatever the woman had planned for him. If anything he was expecting her to be all quite proud of her torture skills or maybe just continue to be pissed. Either way he would see soon enough.
Hay Sun was off running off to tend to Leon and the other two were left to deal with Lu. As usual Lu was acting as haughty as ever, but she at least had a reason for doing so. The other had just rushed in without even paying Lu much heed and it was just pathetic really. She clearly wanted Hay Sun in Leon's room and the girl just ran in without any hesitation at all. He was quite curious about what the relationship between the two were, but that was something he may find out shortly or never find out at all. Lu was obviously ignoring his presence in the room and having all sorts of fun playing around with the fallen that she ensnared on the wall. He rested his elbow on the table along with his chin on his fist as he stared over at the two and let out a sigh. To be honest he felt a bit sorry for the fools, but he was curious about what Lu would do with them all the same. More and more she just seemed so childish, acting as if she was trying to pick out which piece of candy she wanted to eat out first. It was actually quite cute and Alistair chuckled softly as he stared over at Lu "calm your titties Lu, your drooling.... if you keep giggling about like that so loudly then your going to call in Hay Sun quite earlier than you wish. You have two of them so why not just do separate stuff to them or something...gorge out the innards of one of them and make the other eat it or some disgusting shit like that" Alistair said closing his eyes with a sigh "man I've been staying around Azrael for too long..." Alistair muttered silently to himself before opening his eye once more to watch.
Another basically shitty day had gone by and as usual William walked out of yet another office. The child like man could only grumble on about as he walked on home in order to release his anger. "This damn body" William grumbled as he looked down at his small hand "Yet another job that I was turned down from. Can't even get my license..." William continued to mutter as he silently walked down the streets. William was quite an independent person. He moved away from his parent's care and finished school and everything, but even so the childish body that he was surely cursed with had hampered his adult life. There were so much mocking, but William silenced who ever dared to mock his childish body. Thinking back to it now he realized how violent he could get and decided maybe to tone it down a bit. He grew tired for a bit and sat on a nearby park bench and let out a loud sigh. There were some perks to being so small like being able to buy cheap children's clothing, but they hardly even scratched the problems he faced because of the child's body. "Damn you god..." William muttered leaning his head back and stared up at the sky "ahhh...today is a nice day..." William said with a smile closing his eyes.
Most of Laurence's day was spent in bed, sleeping the day away trying to get away the awful headache that had assaulted his mind. It was quite strange really, the day before was a complete blur to him which saddened him greatly. He always loved thinking about the glorious times he shared with his brothers and sisters. What was more saddening for Laurence was that he couldn't remember sharing any moments with his goddess the other day so that almost made him tear up. Was this some sort of curse that was placed on him? no it couldn't be, he was far too loving of a servant to be cursed. Maybe it was a trial? yes...it was a trial that he needed to pass. Without hesitation, Laurence rose to his feet from his bed and got himself dressed. He noticed his sunglasses were in his pockets and that was...strange for him, but he paid little heed of it like he usually did and moved on. And so the day moved on like any other. Laurence, made use of the mansions facilities and enjoyed himself to the fullest and sang songs of praise for his goddess happily. It was such an amazing day for him and there were no conflict or disaster. Unfortunately time for sleep had come again so he had to march on over to his bed. He was quite saddened by the sudden turn of events, but then again tomorrow was a new day He fell asleep at bed, awaiting the next day.
Spoiler: Fear Amber eyes slowly began to open up and were greeted by the pitch black sight of the room. In such a place one would have such a difficult time even realizing if their eyes were even opened or not, but Alistair recalled this placed with a vivid memory. It was no surprise that he would end up in this room once more and meet him again. He remained in a standing position as if having slept standing up in the dark world, his eyes calmly glanced around and spotted the only source of light he could find. Legs crossed and floating in the air the man sat, as if on an invisible chair. “Good Morning Alistair…” Alistair closed his eyes and smirked and placed his hands in his jacket pockets. The sheer feeling of paralysis continued to assault his body and even moving his hands to his pockets proved to be a great feat for him. A chuckle managed to escape his lips and his eyes reopened to glance over at Azrael as he sat haughtily above him. “I doubt you brought me here to wish me a good morning….let’s get started already” “Ah…impatient are we? That’s good, I’d rather skip the formalities” Azrael let out a small chuckle before raising his hand and snapped his finger. The sudden sound echoed throughout the area and Alistair’s eyes widened as a sudden force sent Alistair flying backwards. Soaring back, gravity finally took effect and Alistair’s back collided with the ground and skid backwards until he slowed to a stop. Fighting against the feeling of gravity that assaulted his body, Alistair slowly began to rise to his feet and stared ahead over at Azrael who sat far away. Due to the distance all the angel really looked to Alistair was a shining speck, but even so Alistair knew the angel still had his usual smile on his face as he watched him. “Your task is to find your way over to me…simple no? You can walk, run, or do whatever the hell you want” Despite the distance, Azrael’s voice echoed loud and clear and confirmed the feeling Alistair had about the angel being quite amused by going of the task. “Simple? Tsk” Alistair replied quietly with a small smile, quite amused by the angel of death’s humor. Just moving his body was a challenge and Alistair knew there was more to this world. Regardless there was nothing he could do other than to proceed further. He raised his foot and struggled to take step forward, but all too instantly a searing feeling pain began to spread from his foot. Alistair narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth before glancing down at his foot “Looks like I was right…” Alistair muttered as he stared down at the sword that had found its way through Alistair’s foot. Enduring, Alistair took another step forward with his other foot, but another sword descended from the black skies and pierced through the foot. Things were definitely looking bad for Alistair, but he knew that he couldn’t hesitate now. He reached down and pulled the swords out from his feet and proceeded further with all his might. A storm of bladed fell from above, piercing Alistair’s body until finally he fell to his back. Five blades had found themselves lodged into Alistair’s chest, three had managed to hit the arms, four were stuck in the legs, and one managed to strike through his forhead. He slowly tried to rise to his feet once more, stumbling and falling numerous times until finally he managed to stay on his feet. Hesitation filled Alistair and the man just heavily panted as he stared forward. “How disappointing…why don’t we increase the incentive shall we?” The loud voice echoed throughout the area and the sound of snapping fingers soon followed it as well. The floor beneath Alistair began to distort and from it raised ghastly ghouls rising from the distortion in the ground. Their flesh was melted and remained like a mud like substance that clung to their body, their nails and teeth were sharp yet jagged, and their very face showed the very tale of their damnation. Faces that showed the anguish of thousands of years of despair, they stared up at Alistair as they rose and began to grip his legs with their claw like hands and crawl up from the abyss. Eyes widened as he stared down at the ghouls and immediately began to sweat. The paralysis effect he felt grew stronger to the point that he couldn’t move his body and despite this it did not fall. All Alistair could do was stand there as his body shivered in attempt to move. The ghouls continued to climb higher and higher until their mouths began to open. Their flesh was insufficient, they needed more, they needed living flesh. Five ghouls rose up and with their claw like fingers they dug into Alistair body before finally sinking their teeth in the glorious flesh they desired. Alistair’s eyes widened as he opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word. Their jagged teeth sunk in deep tugging and ripping at the flesh of Alistair and they struggled trying to pull out the flesh like a rusted saw slowly cutting through a board. “You may thing this is some trick…that your body has forsaken you and stopped moving…but this is all you’re doing…what you are experiencing is true fear. Once these husks finish devouring your flesh you too will join them. You will lose that mind of yours and become nothing more than a mindless beast…roaming…searching around for a life you will never get again” Azrael’s voice was cold and sure, Alistair knew that the angel held no lies in his words and could not brush them aside. His fear was the cause of all this and he was going to lose everything. Amber eyes began vacant as he stood there slowly being devoured, the facts blurring by in his mind. He was going to die without doing anything, all because of fear… “I won’t let it happen…if I am to lose it all then so be it…but I will not let it be because of something stupid like fear” His voice was quiet, but held a strong resolve as well. If it meant he could proceed then he would cast away his fear…no…he would make it his weapon. Eyes were closed and a smirk grew upon his face. The arms that couldn’t move were effortlessly brought to his chest and crossed. Almost immediately giant blade pierced out of his body and impaled the ghouls. Taken away from their meal the ghouls began to wail as they flailed about trying to remove themselves from the blade. “Moving trash…how disgusting…now take your leave…trash only belongs in the garbage…..get out of my sight” The blades returned into his body and the ghouls fell to the floor, writhing around as their bodies began to corrode into nothingness. Paying no heed to what happened Alistair took a step forward. A blade headed straight towards Alistair’s head but he casually moved his body to the side and gripped the blade pierced through his skull. Another blade flew forward, but Alistair pulled the blade out of his skull and parried. The two swords shattered and Alistair began to run forward. Swords continued to descend at him and though struck, Alistair retaliated. Blades that impaled him were used against the assault and blades forged out of his body were used as well. Closer and closer he started to reach Azrael. A sword shot out of his palm and he used it to deflect the final blade before leaping upwards at the angel of death. With blade in hand he raised the blade ready to swing the blade downwards, but everything froze. “Impressive…but time is up...with your fears now gone it seems that you are worthy enough…” The dakr world shattered once more and the world only truly fitting of the word hell was revealed. The flaming wasteland and thousands of ghouls were all there ready to greet Alistair. “Let us see how far this resolve shall go…” The last two days had been spent basically training his power and body further along with teaching the children a few lessons as well. The moment he had awaited from Azrael had finally come and he could tell this moment had done something for him. He was growing even further with each of these encounters and he felt stronger and stronger, both physically and mentally. Other that this it was just a normal day for him in hell, until his mistress came up to him with quite the odd request. Soon enough the two were off to Leon's place and together they sat with the girl named Mali. Tempy was surely taking joy about how Leon was dying and Alistair smiled softly as he leaned back on his chair and began rocking it back. "Failure? hmm I dunno...it would be a failure if I actually desired to kill him..." Alistair said casually closing his eyes with a grin. She was surely not going to let it pass and he could obviously tell. "Besides...if he is going to die like this then I might as well have killed him" Alistair said with a sigh before letting the thought go. And so three hours had passed from the time their little discussion had taken form. Alistair never really knew Mali quite well so he took the time to talk to the girl and get to know her better in order to see how similar she was to her sister. It was a nice moment, but then a commotion was formed and Alistair raised his eyebrow before closing his eyes and letting out a small chuckle "Weeeeeeeell things are going to get a shitload more interesting" Alistair said opening his eyes with a grin.
It was such a waste really that it pissed him off. To fall without such grace was pitiful and in Alistair's eyes it would have been better off if he just killed the kid and moved on with his life. That kid was special but now he wouldn't even be able to figure out what was special about him now that he was slowly dying off to whatever Mali was doing to him. It only took him a moment, but Alistair calmed down and let out another sigh. The kids were growing tired and soon enough they were off towards their bed to get some shut eye. Tomorrow would be a new day and he felt the kids had enough of a break from his lectures, so they would begin again now that they were a good deal older than when they started off. Eyes closed he smirked before walking off out of the room and back into the large and grand hallway. Regulus was still in the operating room and Alistair figured that the mad professor would be staying there all night long so he merely walked on towards his bedroom. There was nothing much for him to do at moment so Alistair decided he should sleep and prepare for the next day. Entering the room he placed the cane he carried beside his bed and collapsed on the bed with a sigh. The mirrors were quite interesting and with them he had better access to the goings of the actual world. He closed his eyes before drifting of to sleep.
User Name: TwilightBlader Name: William Straight Angel: Shamsiel- Sun of God Appearance: Here Age: 25 Location: Taupo, New Zealand Occupation: Unemployed....after all who would want to hire somebody looking like a child? Religious Views: Syncretist Personality: Quick to get angered and annoyed, but is quite rational when it comes towards something he knows he shouldn't do. He appears to be narcissistic, but in reality he places others far above himself. He doesn't really take well to nonsense and swears a crapload. Other: Stopped growing at age 8 and blames god.
Alistair began to sneak around the castle roaming around curious to see where the children would run off. He was so immature so messing with them was a little pass time he didn't want to miss. He watched them from a corner and raised an eyebrow when Soren began to whisper something, raising Alistair's curiosity. Luckily Cal blurted out what was going on and Alistair smirked, finding it amusing that Soren wished to go into the basement...the poor kid would get ripped to shreds and Lu wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Their next step was the mirror room and just hearing that made him chuckle at how childish it sounds. Kids always loved shiny things and a mirror was pretty shiny. Though it didn't sound like anything interesting at first, Alistair knew that this would hold something important. The mirrors surely held some effect, but what? he wanted to know and by following them he had a good chance at doing so. The kids walked into the room and Alistair sneaked in as well. His attempts to remain hidden didn't hold much effort, but Cal would always hide and follow him so he had to at least make some form of attempt. Cal began to explain how the mirrors worked and what she said next really caught his attention. "Don't tell me..." Alistair began to mutter quietly under his breath before setting eyes upon the reflection of Leon in the mirror. Forgetting about being sneaky and all, Alistair ignored the children and walked up to the mirror with his eyes narrowed. "That fucking dumbass..." Alistair muttered quite pissed off. "You choose to save the idiot's life and here he is throwing it away like a sheer dumbass" Alistair muttered. He had figured Lu would have acted, but he was expecting more of the heart ripping variety. Just what was stopping her from killing this man herself? it pissed him off to see that the man he warned a shitload didn't even take the moment to hold caution in the slightest. "tsk...well if he is going to continue being a dumbass then death may be the only path for him..." Alistair said closing his eyes with a sigh. At the very least it explained where the 4th child went off to.
Alistair eyes narrowed with a grin as he sat there with a grin and watched as Soren's held back. No matter what Alistair was destined to piss the kid off despite his attempts to get along. He was one of the people that held all sorts of hatred and Alistair was quite amused by it really. He calmly watched them move on out of the room and sat with Caius as the toddler happily waved farewell with both hands "Well now...I feel you should be good on your own for a bit, good ol Alistair is gonna do some meddling a bit, after all Cal is quite clueless about whats going on and I do worry for her" Alistair said placing Caius down to play before walking out of the room. Meanwhile Regulus sat in the operating room, looking over some note that he had written up and carefully read each word and glanced over each scribble. There was many things that he had learned ever since gaining access to Jehoel, but unfortunately in the end an angel's body was just too similar to a human's and it was disappointing for Regulus. He did wish to preform some more experiments on his son, but he had to hold back a bit. He wished to observe the growth of a nephilim child, but at the same time he wanted to see his experiments age as well. His experiments were minor, but they would soon show themselves soon enough. He tossed the clipboard that held his notes and rose from his seat. He calmly stepped over to Jehoel's body that was nailed down the table with numerous nails. A knife that was taken from the weapon's room was pulled out and the tip was slowly pressed into the wing of Jehoel. He was quite curious if there would be any reaction from pain to the wing or if the angel would just react like normal.
Alistair watched on as Soren began to speak and upon hearing what he said to Cal the smile on his face grew. With that he let out a low whistle and let out a small chuckle before turning his attention to Cal. "How cute, Soren is asking you on a date around the castle, you should accept Cally dear" Alistair said happily. His little Cally was growing up and it made him oh so proud that he could wipe a tear from his face. Though he would have preferred somebody else, Soren would do. He leaned against the chair and crossed his arms as looked at the children "You've guys have been cutting lessons...though I will allow it for now... just make sure you enjoy yourselves" Alistair said happily. At first the job of teaching the kids was an awkward one, but it was a job he had gotten used to quite easily and he actually enjoyed it a great deal. There were things that he had to do, but as usual he had no idea where to start. Caius who had been excited upon seeing Cal had tried to rush forward with his tiny feet, but only ended up falling forward into the arms of Cal and giggled happily as he held on to the girl. Watching this Alistair began to wonder things about Regulus. Just what caused such a monstrous curiosity to form like that? when he really thought about it the past of Regulus Astar was unknown even to the public's eyes. Just what happened in his life?
There were no dreams this time, but then again Alistair could hardly called what happened a dream. For him that sheer moment was reality and even know he wondered if this mere moment of calm was all but a dream for him. His sleep was a peaceful one that he enjoyed thoroughly despite where he was. Fatigued from the last day, Alistair had found himself sleeping on a chair in the nephilim's room. A loud cheerful voice had suddenly broken his slumber and lazily he opened his eyes and glanced over at Anna dragging over her sweaty brother while calling for Cal. He smiled softly as he watched what he considered a cute scene and glanced over at Cal's bed "Yo, you've been getting quite popular lately Cally" Alistair said cheerfully before turning his attention back to Anna and Soren with a pleasant smile "and good morning to you" Alistair mostly speaking to Anna. He noticed the baby he had been holding before was now gone and he immediately began to raise an eyebrow as he scanned around the area before noticing the child. The white haired toddler was waddling around with his tiny feet trying his best not to fall to the ground, keeping his small arms out for balance. Despite the smile on Caius' face there were bandages wrapped around the top of his head, signalling only one thing...that Regulus had dealt with the child.
