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Salzem

Aeizith wandered through the tall grass, holding an arm out and letting it run across his palm. As expected, the grass froze where he touched, turning frigged and cold, nearly resistant to movement. He had to say, the ice drake actually enjoyed the planes here. The sun was high in the sky, there were frequent breezes that blue across the plains, pushing the grass down in what seemed to be natural art and the sunsets... they were gorgeous... Aeizith was never ashamed that he could appreciate the finer things of life. It wasn't as if being a dragon meant he had to trample all life under his claws or devour everything that walked on two legs. Even if it did, that made him an anomaly, he supposed.

In any case, Aeizith sat cross-legged down in the grass, arcs of frost shooting out across the ground, turning the once weaving plant-life to sharp, pointed needles. He smiled as he observed the way they froze in mid dance, running his eyes over each individual blade with an eye only an artist could have. He had an eye for detail, one that loved to drink in each curve, the shadows the sun cast upon them, his misshapen reflection different in each block of ice... Amira had given the little blue ice-drake some much needed confidence among other things, making him not so afraid to express himself in the arts. She was one he couldn't get out his head, Amira... The dazzling, impish angel that stole his little heart in the same day they met... He remembered that they went through stages of relationship in one day that other mortal men would go through in years. It wasn't as if he felt pride in that accomplishment. He wasn't trying to compete with anyone, but... he didn't know what he felt... just being with her made his mind go haywire.

Nevertheless, he came here to play and play he shall. He raised a hand above his head, palm open to the sky. The frozen grass stood fully on end, icicles poking upwards in a way reminiscent of a bear-trap. He placed his other hand upon the ground, frost hardening the dirt to rock, but then dissolving it to a muddled, whitish snow dotted with brown. Cryomancy.... it was a passion...

ValamLym

Amira had, as always. Been a busy little bee. Several men had been unfortunate enough to fall to her hunger today, one more would be added to that. But Amira would not be Amira if she hadn't taken this poor sod on some sort of terrifying trip. As such, with one hand wrapped around his foot, the man dangled below her, screaming for his life as she flew several kilometers above ground, her wings tearing through the clouds.

Whether she'd admit it or not, Aeizith changed a lot in Amira. Not as much personality wise, but the thought of having someone to return to made her feel a lot less alone on the mortal plain of existence, true. She had Albedo, a dear friend and loyal companion, but a lover was always different, it was more... exciting. She simply smirked as she flew, thinking back on their little escapades. She was moderately concerned for him, thinking he might get in trouble. But she quickly shrugged that off, he had given his word that he'd call her if he were in mortal peril.

When her eyes looked back down she let out an eep of excitement, there he was! it was no coincidence that she was here, she was in fact looking for Aeizith. She had some spare time and he was the person she wanted to spend it with. However, she wanted to surprise him. She threw the man she was holding into the air, spinning to grab him by his throat, she snapped it without so much as a thought, with her free hand she grasped for his chest, tearing the green orb clear from his chest and putting it in her mouth, swallowing it in a hurry. She then promptly let go of the body, letting it topple down to splat on the ground.

When she zero'd in close enough on Aeizith she picked up speed, human eyes now unable to track her at all as her wings propelled her forward. As she came close to him, she used a small amount of magic to make sure she wouldn't impact him overly hard, she stopped only for a split second, reaching out to put her arms under his shoulders and dragging him into an embrace, it all happened extremely fast, un-naturally even. Before long she was once again flying, Aeizith pressed against her chest this time. She shot straight up with her love in her arms, breaking through the clouds before finally stopping, her wings flapping idly to keep them afloat. The clouds seemed as if one could walk on them, a perfect fluffy barrier. She eyed the man in her arms, a glint of extreme  happiness in those pink eyes that even she could not hide ''I missed you so much!'' she exclaimed, the thrill of flight and the thrill of seeing her love again combining into one big puddle of happiness. She quickly moved to place a passionate kiss on his lips, pulling him in close. She knew he was a dragon, but she still worked to make sure he couldn't fall.

Salzem

Aeizith jumped at a disturbingly close noise, causing all the ice-needles around him to shatter in a cloud of sparkling dust. A loud rustling splat disrupted his thoughts, the noise sounding hauntingly like that of a corpse hitting the ground from very high up. Before he could even turn to investigate the noise, something slammed into him from behind, carrying him up into the air at an incredible rate. On contact, a thin icy barrier froze over his body instinctively, his face frozen in surprise and fear as he was carried ever higher. Did his captor intend to do the same thing to him? Was he about to die, a splattered corpse on the ground of a grassland? In his panic, he had completely forgotten he was a dragon, that he could break his own fall without dying, his thoughts just a mess of ohmygods and helpmes as they rose above the clouds. Their ascent stopped, however with the clouds passing beneath them like a solid surface. He was turned in his captor's grip just as a familiar voice rang out that she missed him.

The ice around his skin shattered, sprinkling stardust around them as Amira kissed Aeizith, his heart fluttering in his chest as his Azure eyes connected with her gorgeous pink. He knew exactly who she was... his Amira.... who was holding him several thousand feet above the ground but all that seemed utterly pointless in her arms. He held her gently, yet tightly as they floated there in the sky, their kiss going on far longer and far more passionately than before. His eyes closed in pleasure as their connection reached it's climax before he eventually broke it, not having the breath to maintain the kiss for so long at these altitudes. As he got his breath back, he smiled lovingly at his mate, gently pressing his forehead to hers. Even 6500 feet above the ground, he couldn't have felt more safe... more loved... Aeizith held her gently as if he wasn't going to fall to his doom. He trusted her.

"I missed you too...." He whispered, giving her a light peck on her lips. "You were all I could think about." He grinned softly as he saw the sun rise behind her, it's orange light reaching around touching the side of her face gently. "If it's possible, you look even more beautiful up here..." He said with a grin before pressing his lips to hers once again, giving her his own brand of passion. He couldn't tell if his light-headedness was from the altitude sickness or being back in the arms of his love, but whatever the case, fuzz grew threw his mind as they kissed. There was nowhere else he'd rather be.

Jace

His fingers traced the lines of angelic runes on the back of his left hand, runes that were not actually there. It had seemed so real, the dream he was having just moments ago. Or perhaps it had been hours? Maybe even days. He wasn't sure anymore, time not effecting him as it did for normal beings. The warmth of the sun kissed the skin of his bare chest as he lay back on the most comfortable of resting places. It was quiet here, peaceful even. Still, that hadn't stopped Azireal from obsessing over his dreams and lost memories. His instincts told him that they were one and the same, but instincts were all he really had to go on these days.

"It felt so real..." he said quietly to himself, examining his hands and arms where he now felt there should have been distinct black angelic runes entwining themselves over his body. "Maybe it really was a dream after all. How disappointing." he let his arms fall now, his hands folding over his stomach at the place where mortals might have a belly button, but was simply smooth skin for the wandering angel. He let his eyes close now as his thoughts wandered. Who exactly was he? Why did he have no memories from before he woke up in that field? He just didn't understand it at all.

Just then his relaxing contemplation was interrupted when something shot up next to him through the cloud he had chosen as his place of rest that day. Immediately the angel sat up, an utter look of confusion on his face as he watched what looked to be a female angel with black wings carrying some boy in her arms. There were words of longing and passion exchanged along with a few kisses. "I'm a bit rusty at this, but aren't such displays of affection meant to be done in private? I'm trying to contemplate my life here." he said loud enough for both beings to hear him perfectly clear. He was certain they hadn't noticed him until that point, but it wasn't as if he really cared about that.

ValamLym

Amira simply smiled as Aeizith froze himself, at-least it meant he was careful. She thoroughly enjoyed their kiss. They couldn't stop coming for all she cared, contrary to her however, Aeizith did require to breathe, while her own was just to mimic being alive, she didn't really need to. When their lips parted she simply smiled at him, pressing her forehead against his, letting his at first cold skin warm up as it always did when they touched, it made her feel proud, that she was the one who could cause him to warm up.

''I look beautiful everywhere.'' she added coyly, when it came down to ego, she never had too little. However, she wasn't quite arrogant, as this was clearly meant jokingly. She pressed her lips to his again, stealing another kiss before breaking it again ''You taste great, if I wasn't head over heels in love I'd have eaten you.'' she shook her head for a moment, that was a silly thing to say. Then visually shrugged, as if she was mentally conversing with herself. ''That came out weird.'' she simply added, kissing him again before mumbling something incomprehensible.

The result was that, despite knowing that Aeizith was a dragon, he grew wings. So that he could stay in his human form without risking falling. ''They work like your own wings would, so I think you'll do just fine.'' She slowly let him ease into it, holding on to him with one hand while letting go of the other. When he settled into it, she simply let go, flying in a circle around him for a moment.

Her joy was broken by another voice however. Almost angry, she snapped her head toward the other angel, narrowing her eyes at him as she flew over toward him ''Who do you think you are?'' she simply inquired, circling him for a moment. She faintly recognized him from somewhere, but couldn't quite get herself to remember. ''And why do I feel like I've seen you before?''

Salzem

"Your lips are as sweet as honey." He retorted, unfazed by the off-beat-ness of her comment. If he hadn't fallen head-over-heels in love himself, he might have BEEN eaten that very day. Even if he didn't know it at the time, the very moment Amira first got close to him was the moment he fell for her. She commented that what she said came out weird and at that, the ice dragon laughed, meeting her kiss with his own. He sighed happily as she pulled away, staring into those soft, beautiful eyes of hers. How did he manage to get so lucky, to stumble upon such a dazzling girl such as her? However and rather suddenly, large feathered winds sprouted from his shoulders, breaking through his jacket and spreading behind him. They were a white, tinted with a light periwinkle near the tip of each feather, the wind brushing past each one made him stare back at them in awe. Amira explained that she gave these to him and that they would work like his own wings, more or less. Slowly, cautiously, Aeizith began to flap his new wings, the wind beneath him pushing him a bit upward with each stroke. Gradually, Amira let him go, allowing him to attempt flight with his own appendages. When he didn't fall to his death and float level with Amira, he smiled widely, floating close to her and giving her a quick, but loving kiss.

"You're too good for me..." He murmured, taking hold of her hands in his. He was about to give her another kiss, closing the distance before a third voice broke their moment, halting Aeizith only inches from her lips. A heavy dark blush flooded across the dragon's face as the newcomer called up to them, saying that they should do what they're doing somewhere more private. Oh, the EMBARRASSMENT! Amira, noticing Aeizith's distress at being noticed, floated down to the new guy, asking who he thought he was and.... where has she seen him before... That question knocked a little bit of his shame off his mind, giving way for curiosity. He floated behind Amira, nearly hiding behind her, looking over her shoulder at the guy who decided to interrupt. He knew most mortals would be protective, be the ones doing what Amira was doing... He should be protecting her, asking what he was even doing here, but all he could mumble was:

"Amira...? Who is this person...?"

Jace

The angel simply sighed at the newcomers' remarks. Of course he had to be interrupted by some troublesome beings. Curiosity towards himself was not something he was overly fond of. "Why, I'm Azireal of course. And you two happen to be in my bedroom. Just take a look." he gestured for the pair to look at their surroundings now. As they did so they would notice that they were not where they thought they had been. They would now see the blonde angel lounging on a bed made of the cloud he had just been laying on. Wooden walls surrounded them with a window directly to the right of Azireal, bright light shining through. They were, in fact, inside of what appeared to be a bedroom in a house just as he had said. Of course this was no illusion, not mental trickery. The room was very real. He had conjured it himself in less than a second. If the female angel was any good at all she would have noticed the change happening, but he doubted the other one would.

It wasn't really meant as a display of power or anything of the sort. It was more an attempt at a joke, something which the wanderer generally failed miserably at. This time would be no different. There would barely be enough time for the duo to notice the surrounding room before the entire structure began to plummet to the ground below. The sudden movement sent Azireal flying up to meet the roof, no control over what was happening. "Shit." he managed to say as they fell. It was just like him to forget about something so obvious. Gravity. That was a thing right?

It didn't take long for the house to smash to pieces on the hard earth below, the trio now covered in rubble and dust. The blonde stood up slowly, coughing from the inhalation of powdered earth and wiping the remaining dirt from his shoulders as he did so. "Er, sorry about that. Kind of forgot gravity was a thing. Anyway where did you say you knew me from?" he asked, not even skipping a beat.

ValamLym

Amira simply observed the man infront of her. She knew that name... "Weren't you an envoy of some god back when Symiria was still young?" she quietly observed the room form, questioning the angels sanity. Seconds after as the building began toppling down her suspecions were confirmed... He -is- crazy.

As the building fell she instinctively reached for Aeizith. Even a dragon would not surive an impact from this height and volicity as such she coiled herself and her wings around them both, leaving the angel to his own devices.

Before long the building slammed into the ground like a meteor, black feathers scattering as they were torn loose through the impact. She slowly uncurled herself off of Aeizith, extending her hand to pull him up.

She dusted herself off for a moment, plucking one of her stray feathers from the air with a groan. "how can someone as stupid as you have been an archangel." she spoke focusing her pink gaze on the other angel for now. She sighed, letting her anger subside.

"You mean to tell me you do not remember little old me?"

Salzem

Aeizith never got his answer as a random building began to form around them, wood, fabric, glass, it all came from absolutely nowhere, forming into what appeared to be the newcomer's house. He actually gazed around in wonder at the detail before his eyes widened at the ceiling rapidly approaching. Amira acted faster than he, pulling him towards her with her wings wrapped around his frame protectively. Even though she tried to shield him from the force of the impact, she wasn't quite large enough to encompass his entire body. As the whole structure hit the ground, Amira and Aeizith slammed into the earth suddenly, the force causing his whole body to scream out in pain. One place in particular wasn't coping well: His leg. As the rest of his body dulled into a throb, his leg burned, pulsing harder and more painfully than the others with his heartbeat. Each throb sent a jolt into his brain, his thoughts clouding further and further... He felt a chill come over him, one that traveled along his pain... It wasn't his natural body chill, this one was inside, in his marrow, his blood... Shock... He could hardly tell where he was among the rubble.... everything around him was blurry and spinning, his sense of direction shifting every few seconds. Vertigo made it hard for him to keep his stomach where it was supposed to be and the pain wasn't helping.

"Amira........." Aeizith moaned, his Azure eyes flicking upwards into his skull.... "I don't feel so good...." It was a pitiful whine, the way he spoke, something that would surely make his elder brother and sister shake their heads in shame. With the last of the strength he had, he lifted his head and forced his eyes downward, looking past his torso. His right leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, blood seeping from his thigh where a chunk of wood had embedded itself. "Wow.... My leg looks weird..." He commented, clearly delirious. At least the ground was soft... a nice place for a nap....

Jace

The other angel had simply stood up and wiped the dust off of herself like Azireal had. She seemed relatively unphased. That was good. The other one however...it seemed he was a bit more fragile. The blonde would fix that in a minute. He was more interested in what the one who was apparently called Amira had to say. An envoy for a God? An archangel? Just who the hell was he before? "Remember you? Hm..." he thought hard for a moment, his left hand resting on his chin. There was a lazy flick of his right wrist in the direction of the other male. Instantly all of the boy's injuries would vanish. It would be as if nothing had happened at all. Even the shock and delirium would be gone. The angel wouldn't have even payed the slightest bit of attention to him besides the lazy flick though.

"Nope. Not a clue. Sorry, but I seem to have lost my memories. An envoy to a God did you say?" he said, only seconds after his first response. "Your boyfriend seems a bit fragile." he added nonchalantly. He looked around at all the debris littering the ground now. It was as if he was noticing it for the first time. His face turned into a frown, it was a displeasing sight to behold. Sighing, he waved his right hand and the ground was now free of obstructions. No evidence of the poorly made joke remained. Finally he turned to the boy now, addressing him for the first time. "Er, sorry about that. You should be fine now though. No hard feelings, right?"

ValamLym

Amira coiled her arms around Aeizith, her eyes fixated on his leg for a while before simply cradling him. For the first time ever, she wished she was a holy angel rather then an unholy one. She could've helped him. She shot an angry glare at Azireal, her eyes narrowed as she held Aeizith's head against her cheek.

''Don't look at it honey, just stay still and talk to me.'' she was a bit overly dramatic maybe. She was convinced that if he lost his consciousness something bad would happen. Despite knowing deep down that he'd just pass out, he was not bleeding or losing blood after all. When the other angel spoke she simply remained silent, rage welling up inside of her.

When the angel healed Aeizith like it was nothing she snapped, anger welled up as she strut over to the angel, her face covered in a soft smile, holding Aeizith in her arms.''Don't worry, no hard feelings.'' she then spun around, her foot digging into Azireal's chest, sending him skipping across the floor until he finally met a large boulder, slamming into it.

She then turned her attention to the lovely dragon in her arms. He seemed fine now, just a bit exhausted. Heck, it'd be strange if he wasn't. She gently nuzzled him, rubbing her cheek against his as she slowly slunk down again, placing his head on her legs so he could relax a little. ''I'm sorry that I couldn't completely protect you.'' she simply muttered, she sort of felt that she had failed. If she couldn't even protect him from a fall.. how was she to protect him from someone who would actually fight him?

Salzem

"I...." Aeizith muttered, his eyes beginning to flutter shut. It was so hard to stay awake... Why was it so hard to stay awake...? His view of Amira began to dull, details becoming less and less prominent... Just as he was about to fall unconscious, his sleepiness, his the deathly chill of shock, it all disappeared in an instant as was the heavy damage to his leg. It was straight undamaged (save for his pants covered in blood) and the only remnant that he was ever hurt at all was an incredible physical exhaustion that wracked his muscles with a vengeance. They burned, his body weighed a ton, and there was still the minor influence of drowsiness coming over him. He felt like he had done several exercizes way beyond his body's capability, overworking himself and paying for it.

Amira picked him up in her arms, cradling the larger dragon as if he were an infant. He looked up at her in surprise at this gesture, his mind still catching up with what happened. He watched in silence as she slammed her foot into the newcomer's chest, sending him bouncing off the ground until he was out of sight. Then and there, his angel knelt down, gently placing his head on her legs, apologizing to him with a sorrow that made his heart ache worse than the whole of his body. He stared up into those mournful pinks of hers in concern, forcing any and all remaining energy into his right arm, giving it JUST ENOUGH for his pointer and middle fingers to gently stroke the side of her cheek. His body trembled with the effort, obviously ridiculously taxed from having an entire house fall on him. He didn't like Amira's sadness, her regret as she held him. He didn't like that it was his own weakness that had hurt her so...

"Its okay.... I'm alive... see?" he mumbled, his lips slow clumsy. His arm fell across his chest, his energy expended. His breath was heavy, painful, each one an effort in it of itself, but he forced that air into his lungs, made easier by cooling it to the point it could be manipulated, forcing it into his body in an effort to save physical energy. "There's.... no need.... to apologize.... you saved... me..." He smiled up at her, gently rubbing his cheek against her leg. "I still... love you..."

Jace

Amira, now cradling the healed male in her arms, walked calmly over to Azireal and had agreed there were no hard feelings. Though, she did send him flying with a powerful kick right afterward. Her strength was amazing. Not surprising, really, since she was an angel, but still. The amnesiac angel went flying backwards at an intense speed. After what was probably a few miles he hit the ground for the first time, his head bouncing off of the rough earth and sending him tumbling backwards again and again as if he were a rock being skipped across a lake.

He managed to cross his arms as he bounced along, a pensive look took hold of him. I wonder what that was about? Maybe it's how she says thank you. I'll have to ask her. he thought to himself. The was a loud crash as his back slammed through the side of a small mountain, the impact jarring his body but no real damage being done. He tried to move, but quickly realized he was embedded in the rock face. Calling upon a fraction of his full strength, he ripped his body free and landed gently on the ground below.  His right hand was lifted to just above his eyes as he tried to see how far he had gone. The others were no where in sight. He whistled then, impressed at what one simple kick could do.

There was a noise like the rumbling growl of an enormous beast that caught his attention. He took a quick look around, but didn't see anything. Finally he looked up, just in time to see a handful of massive boulders falling onto him, remnants of the mountain he had crashed into. "Oh." A cloud of dust surrounded the angel from the destruction of the boulders. When it cleared, a golden orb was encircling Azireal. A shield of holy magic. It flickered then before completely disappearing. He closed his eyes now, large white feathered wings sprouting from his back which he spread as he prepared to take off. His body became low in a crouching position, the ground becoming a crater underneath as he shot into the air at blinding speed. In a mere three seconds he was landing gently on the ground in front of Amira. "Er, did I do something wrong or is that how you say thank you?" he said to her now, completely serious with a quizzical look on his face.

ValamLym

Amira seemed to be caught in her own thought for a while. Simply pondering how it was that she had failed. She grasped Aeizith's hand and pressed it against her cheek when she felt it, nothing being as comforting as him anymore. She quietly snickered, not because she thought this was funny. But how Aeizith did more then she thought he ever would. He was proving to be quite a good match for her. Initially, she figured they could try. But now, she was pretty much convinced, she had been for a while but how he immediately turned to comforting her despite he being the one hurt just confirmed that to her.

''I'm glad to hear, I won't let him hurt you again.'' she then turned her attention the side as the angel once again arrived, causing her to frown. She had of course anticipated he would survive. She had no intention of killing him, but the stupidity of his question baffled her. ''I kicked you cause you hurt my boyfriend and expected there to be no ''hard feelings'' she made air quotations, using her hands to settle Aeizith a bit closer to her stomach, arching his back into a more comfortable position with her legs.

''You should really try being more considerate, Azireal.'' she snapped. Before her expression grew neutral again. She felt somewhat bad for the angel, he clearly had no real intention of hurting anyone. But she still felt that savage need to protect Aeizith, dragging her hands through his hair, not just to calm him but also herself.

Salzem

"Thank you..." He whispered as Amira promised him she wouldn't allow him to be hurt again. Amira was so many things... She was powerful, terrifyingly so, she was also sweet and gentle, funny and light hearted... He could drain souls and she could give her love... She was beautiful... Truly, being the simple mortal that he was, Aeizith did not deserve to be held and cared for by such a being and he was anyway. He felt so special... like nothing else in the world... He smiled widely up at his lover as she called him her boyfriend and how defensive she got. He loved it when she called him that... It felt so good to hear. He loved how she openly acknowledged their love for each other, right down to the way she held him, propping him up on her belly so he could get a better view. If he had the strength, he would have swallowed his shame, turned around and planted a kiss right on her lips, pinning her there against a wall with no intent of letting her slip away. However, his muscles would not comply. Every time he tried to sit up, they only shivered and quaked and burned against his bones, barely getting himself an inch or two up before his body betrayed him. It didn't matter though. He was in the trustworthy and capable hands of his girlfriend.

Aeizith turned his gaze down on the other angel, the one that put him in such a sorry state. As Amira chastised him for his actions, Aeizith stared at him with a sort of icy neutrality, bordering on a cold hostility. Despite his lack of bodily movement, he felt protective of Amira just as she did him. Yes, it was silly to put himself back in the line of fire after being incapacitated by a falling house, but she was still his Amira, his lovely angel of death and he simply wouldn't let her get hurt like he had.

"Azireal...? That... is your name....?" Aeizith asked, small, pitiful excuses for icicles sprouting from the ruined wood that was the floor of this room. He was trying desperately to be some kind of threat, to get him to back off, to be something OTHER THAN USELESS but he was met with his own silent disappointment. "Do... you normally.... drop houses on........" Aeizith attempted to catch his breath. "people... you.... meet?"

Jace

Things finally started to make sense to the male angel now, there were certainly hard feelings there. He frowned then, upset with himself for still not understanding how things worked here after wandering for centuries. He had apologized right? He even healed the injuries he had indirectly caused. From what he knew, that should have been enough to make amends. It was something he would take mental notes on for later use. "Oh." he said in response to Amira's answer. Be more considerate? Yes. He probably should have considered the outcome more before forming that house in the clouds. He was clever, but often didn't use his cleverness appropriately. Thinking things through wasn't really his strong suit.

"You're right. Guess I should have considered the outcome of creating that house. I apologized already and healed the boy's injuries though, was that not sufficient recompense?" he asked seriously. He wanted to know what the social protocol was for accidentally dropping a house on someone and breaking their leg. If there was one.

He was distracted by the boy then, hearing his name being called. He seemed very weak now, but somehow managed to make a few small icicles appear surrounding him. Ice magic! Azireal had always loved snow and ice. There was just something about it that he found beautiful. The blonde angel's wings flapped once then, lifting him from the ground before carrying him forward quickly to settle on the ground next to the boy. "Oooh! Are you an ice mage? Can you make more? I love ice; it's so beautiful!" he said, not meaning to ignore the question that had been posed to him. He just had a tendency to act on impulse and was easily distracted.

"You seem too weak right now though. Those icicles are pretty unimpressive. Wait! I have an idea." he said before immediately reaching out with his left hand to gently touch the back of the ice dragon's right hand. Instantly three black angelic runes appeared where the angel's fingers had touched, intertwining themselves to appear as one complete symbol. He couldn't replenish stamina or mana with his own powers, but gifting such abilities to others was a simple task. "If you use one of those markings I just placed on you you should feel completely revitalized! They won't regenerate though, so it's only good for three uses. But if you use one now you can show me more of your ice magic, right!?" he exclaimed with enthusiasm. The excitement was plain on the angel's face now as he waited to see what would happen next.

ValamLym

Amira gently wrapped her arms around Aeizith's frame, holding him tight as he spoke. She contemplated many things, she wanted to lash out, to utterly destroy Azireal for what he had done. But at the same time she was conflicted.. Why was she feeling this intense need? was it Aeizith alone or was there more to it? she couldn't quite convince herself of either, but settled on the fact that Aeizith just meant much more to her then she herself wants to admit, as odd as that may sound.

As mighty of a dragon he would become, he'd always appear fragile compared to herself.. Unless.. she shook her head, she didn't want to take his freedom from him for her own selfish needs. She quietly listened, finally being able to make up her mind about something. ''The fact that you hurt him in the first place is unforgivable, no matter what you do after.'' she simply muttered, cradling Aeizith almost like he had died in her arms.

When the angel reached for his arm she hissed, she wondered whether he was just stupid or suicidal, swatting at him with her hand ''stay away from him or by Symiria I will destroy you.'' she grit her teeth, the land around them beginning to corrupt with her anger. The sky growing dark solely through her anger. ''I will not ask again.'' she simply stated. In all her range though, she continued to be gentle with Aeizith, placing a kiss on his neck ''Be still, my love... he will not hurt you again.''

Salzem

Aeizith grit his teeth in outrage as Azireal referred to him as a "Ice mage." AN ICE MAGE! It was the equivalent of calling a professional chef a stay-at-home cook! Without him even intended to do so, the air around him dropped to sinister temperatures, enough perhaps to even catch Amira off guard with how drastic a change in the temperature. Ice crept along the shattered floors of the house's interior as Aeizith's body began to pulse. Even though she held onto him so protectively, how she threatened to destroy the opposing angel if he came close, it was time for this dragon to do the protecting.

"Amira... Please let go..." He'd ask before two wings suddenly burst forth from his shoulders, leathery and torn, covered in black scales, His body rose and contorted into a quadrupedal shape, growing massive tail as his face melded into something triangular. claws sprouted from Aeizith's fingers as they morphed into toes, an icy light blue glow emanating from his maw as he opened it. There, curled around Amira was a large, 18 foot black dragon, frost blowing between it's curved fangs as it breathed. He'd show this creature "ice magic..." Aeizith lowered his head and opened his mouth, head aimed in the direction of the angel. After only a second's pause, a massive bluish beam erupted from the dragon's mouth, turning whatever it touched to pure ice. The walls, the wood, the floors. So drastic was the temperature change that whatever froze to that ice breath cracked and shattered only a few moments later and the Angel would surely be no different. A icy white fog coated the area where the area once stood but Aeizith was not done. With a stamp of his front claw, a bed of ice-needles at least a foot wide sprung up from the floor where Azireal once stood, only stopping their ascent once they embedded themselves in the remaining ceiling. From there, however, the dragon did not persue. It stayed coiled around its lover as if it were the treasure Dragons in stories would protect. His wings folded over her like a dome, the trapped air inside surprisingly warm in contrast to the sub-zero temperatures outside. Snow began to fall from the sky as Aeizith roared a warning, his claws digging into the ground as if it were water.

Jace

His attempts to rejuvenate the youngling's life energies were rejected quickly by Amira smacking his outstretched hand away. Rationally speaking, Azireal thought the black-winged angel was being a bit over-dramatic. No real harm had been caused. Still, it was quite obvious that she was angry. Not a normal angel either. She kept mentioning some Goddess named 'Symiria'. The skies darkened as her temper rose and the ground beneath her began to decay and wither. He had a feeling there was something off about this one, but now he knew for certain. She was Fallen. Not your run-of-the-mill fallen either. This one had true power.

He didn't get to respond to her threats though. His focused was returned to the boy as he told the anomaly to let go. Leathery wings suddenly burst forth from the boy's back, his body contorting and growing larger. Definitely not an ice mage. Before long a black dragon was standing before the blonde angel, blue light emanating from it's mouth. A frost dragon! What a rare sight... he thought to himself as a blast of bright blue came down upon him from inside the frost dragon's mighty jaw. When it was over, a large block of ice was standing in Azireal's place, a look of absolute wonder etched on the angel's face before it shattered to pieces, the wanderer along with it.

"I see. So you're a frost dragon. My apologies, I didn't mean to offend you. It appears you can manipulate the water molecules in the air and freeze them at will as well as create a blast of pure mana from your jaw that accelerates the freezing process on whatever it touches to the point that the ensuing ice will last for but a moment before shattering. That's quite impressive. I haven't the opportunity to meet one of your kind in my wanderings." the angel's voice could be heard from the sky above the strange couple. He had been wandering Le'raana for centuries now, but never had he had the opportunity to cross paths with such unique creatures. A powerful frost dragon and, by the looks of things, a Fallen archangel.

The look on Azireal's face now was entirely different, as was his persona. His eyes showed it all. No longer were they the eyes of an eccentric man that hungered for knowledge. These were the eyes of a being that had been through countless battles, led armies and always defeated his enemy. His mind may have forgotten his past, but his body certainly remembered. And his intellect was very much intact. "And you," he said now to the female, "By your strength, the color of your wings, your inability to heal the frost dragon and how the sky darkens and the ground beneath you corrupts as your temper rises I'd assume it's correct that you're a Fallen angel? Judging from your constant use of the name 'Symiria' and the level of power I've seen thus far probably one of her archangels no doubt." he continued. It had become clear that this was no longer a friendly environment and his body and mind had shifted gears automatically, deserting the playful naivete that was so potent just moments ago.

If they had looked up to the source of the voice at all they would see Azireal hovering 8 meters above their heads with his arms crossed in front of his chest. His wings flapped every few seconds or so, making his body dip down and then rise again to maintain his chosen altitude. "I don't wish to fight you. In my current state I would lose. The frost dragon would present a challenge, yes, but I wouldn't be able to take on an archangel. Perhaps we can resolve this peacefully?" he asked.

ValamLym

Amira let out a short surprised yelp as her boyfriend suddenly began assuming his real form, stepping back before being sheltered by his wings. She didn't realize much of what happened outside, she heard him exhale, which didn't leave much up to imagination. She was pretty proud of him, but she wondered why he had felt the need to. Perhaps her defending him was working against his pride as a dragon? No, surely he knew that that was how it was going to be from day one, she wasn't exactly a normal girl.

When everything ceased she slowly pushed his wings aside. The lingering cold unable to bother her. She was somewhat surprised at his prowess, actually succeeding at freezing the angel for a few moments. She figured he was just warning the angel or something. She gently dragged a hand along Aeizith scales, enjoying the sensation of the cold but sturdy scales. She finally turned her attention back to the other angel as he began speaking, a strange change in tune within his voice and eyes.

She couldn't help but snicker at the sudden swap from idiot to seemingly intelligent. She was however, as per usual of herself, not impressed. She had known this angel before, she didn't know why he was here now but she knew he had been doubting. ''You know, my comrades whispered of you to me. How you doubted your god.. Were you cast down?'' she simply inquired between his words.

When he spoke about her, she simply giggled. My, such a smooth talker. But I assure you, I am the only Archangel of Symiria... I'ts why I am so powerful, I am all of her archangel's combined in one.'' She placed her hands behind her back, taking it a somewhat business like stance, as if she was speaking to some kind of possible buyer. ''I suppose we gave you enough payback for what has happened, but you should ask my boyfriend, its him you hurt.'' she gently caressed Aeizith side, she didn't know if he could even feel it, but she felt comfortable because of it.

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