Avia

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Home planet of the Avians, more info later *hisses*

The creator nodded, "I will do my best to let her have access to the portals, specially since that is were you hid the daggers correct?" She asked, keeping her voice soft and gentle as heny nervously bite her lip. She couldnt hide the fear of losing it all, practically her whole life that what kept her one step ahead...and now to live she'll have to loose it.

The creator nodded and with a single touch that part of her shattered, they would watch her rebuild and replace it with something else as she fix the rest of her creation molecules. Tightly heny held his hand, single tear streaming as she heard his words.

Merith held Heny's hand in a way that kissed at her hands softly. He watched this on in silence. The thought made him wonder, why hadn't the Creator ever done anything to him? If he and Heny were a set of two, why hadn't he touched him? Had there been a reason? It was all so confusing... But what did it matter. Heny was safe, and would be safe.

Hours past before she finished, He was better with what he did to you then her..She told him softly to his mind. this will not be a easy adjustment, I did my best to give her some abilities... She may be able to follow the old path of magicka by learning spells but I cannot make any promises.

Heny sat up, flexing her stiff neck she said nothing, not hiding how different it felt now. No magic, no way to shapeshift...she was truly helpless now in many senses. She held Merith hand tightly, more in fear of him just suddenly vanishing after all of this.

But why? Why her? Why not me? He couldn't help but ask as he watched on. He held Heny close and just sat there in an embrace for a while, assuring her he was there. ... Thank you...

I think she was the test subject, to see how it all works...I think in all honestly that what she saw her as.

Heny buried her head into his chest, "I'm scared.." She admitted softly, resting there tiredly.

Merith said nothing on the matter. Instead he whispered softly in Heny's ear, "I'm right here."

The creator spoke, "There meal waiting for you two in the outer garden." She said kindly, "stay here as long as you like."

Heny perked up at the thought of food, in all honestly she decided to focus on food was better then to think of the now.

Merith blew some air out of his nose in a soft bout of laughter when Heny seemed to brighten at the thought of food. "Let's go eat, yeah?"

"Alright." She nodded standing shakily as she worked on waking her limbs.

"I'll let you two enjoy yourselves." The creator said kindly, "Perhaps show her the grounds merith? The hatchlings should be out of school soon...but be warned their teachers are still pissed about what happen.." She snickered.

Heny looked at merith, "What did you do?" She huffed, shaking her head.

"Thank you," Merith said to the Creator as they left anew ould walk down the halls towards their destination. The man looked sheepish when Heny inquired and grinned stupidly, "Uh... Nothing important, I'm sure." He lied. He knew exactly why the teachers were pissed.

"Your lying." She said firmly giving him a hard jab in the ribs as he lead the way, "What did you do mr.?"

Merith only whistled a tune as he walked, ignoring the question with bright and embarrassed eyes.

"Merith, dont make me pull out the y'know whats when we get back." Heny threatened firmly, glaring at him as best as her short ass could.

"Pull out what?" Merith asked coyly. He helped lead her into the outer garden for the meals.

"Handcuffs." She huffed, eyeing the set table at the odd food. "So either you spill or else." She grumbled.

Merith looked down at the buffet with excited eyes. He picked at it, picking up a wriggling grub with a forefinger and thumb and popping it into his mouth like popcorn, crunching down easily, un-phased and enjoying the delicious flavors.

"Well..." He said, swallowing, "I... might have been... messing around... with... Reidan..."

"Messing around how?" She asked with narrowed eyes, but did pale at the food choices as her stomach flopped, "Is...there anything not live here?"

"That's not important, really. We were being a tad disruptive, but we stopped as soon as we were told. Hmm?" He looked over to see her pale, and she grinned, grabbing a bowl and popping a few of its wriggling contents into his mouth. He pushed the bowl forward, "C'mon~ It tastes good!"

Quinn The Fox wrote:"That's not important, really. We were being a tad disruptive, but we stopped as soon as we were told. Hmm?" He looked over to see her pale, and she grinned, grabbing a bowl and popping a few of its wriggling contents into his mouth. He pushed the bowl forward, "C'mon~ It tastes good!"

"Eugh...my stomach is flopping at the sight of them." She saw the bowl of fruit and took it unable to hide the disgust at the living food. "Sorry but I like my food cooked...and not moving."

"Eh, your loss." He popped a few more into his mouth, eating them like candy. "More for me!" It was obvious Merith had grown to love the food and the Avian culture surrounding it. He seemed to really enjoy his feast with a silent glow about him.

She sighed and softly nimble on the fruit in the bowl her eyes wandering around looking, "Well at least there something I won't steal from you food wise."

"You think we could steal some of these for the trip? Maybe start growing them..."

"Uhhh.... I guess..." she shrugged, "ask vestia not me, she told me I am on 'leave' until otherwise stated on my job." She snorted with a grumbled.

Merith snickered, eating his fill of crawling goodies. "I think it's good. Just like its good to try something new every day~." He held a wriggling grub in front of her, the bug dangling in his hand.

"Ewww." She wrinkled her nose and jerked her head away, he was gonna have to force her to take it if he wanted her to try it. "Nope,nope cant make me dude."

"I won't force you, but trust me, you're missing out~" he pulled it back and through it in his mouth, crunching down delightfully.

"Dont care...better wash your mouth before kissing me." She made a face of disgust before finishing her bowl of fruit.