Falling Further Continued ((LILITH))

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Lilith opened her eyes once more at the sound of a familiar voice. Upon looking behind her, she saw it was her boss. Immediately she began to worry about the condition of the library, and how mad he may be, but he didn't seem to notice- like her, the bloody injured girl was the first thing on his mind. It made perfect sense. She didn't respond to him right away, knowing she didn't have the answers he was looking for, but took his help as he spoke. She assumed it wasn't hard to tell that she was exhausted. 

Not many people know... Her voice was thin, as he began to work on the angel. Lilith withdrew for a moment, backing up until she could slid down a wall, sitting on the floor. She held her chest, like she needed to catch her breath. Her hair was matted around her as sweat clung to it, pulling it into her face. Lilith hadn't noticed Aria following Mr. Locke, not until she spoke, and thankfully, it was the answered that her boss was looking for. Lilith stood once more, and walked back over to the girl, her injuries slowly getting better, thanks to all the effort the people in the room at offered. By the time Aria had addressed her, she was back in her position, ready to start again. 

I suppose I do better under serious pressure- though I would never seek it out. I really do need to find a teacher, for situations like this. Having to take a break so I don't pass out, has really become a hindrance. She offered a pale smile, and placed her hands above the girl again- hovering. She was getting better, that she could feel. It wouldn't require as much effort as before to work. She knew she wouldn't be completely healed by the end of this, but at least she may be able to walk along side Aria when they left. Aria's smile is what pushed her to give more of her strength. Lilith was still more than tired, but she knew this was important. She didn't know Aria all that well, yet the woman compelled the trust right out of Lilith- she was kind hearted, that much Lilith knew.

She should be waking up soon.

[Trésor de Lys]

There was a sudden emphasis on the stimulation Trésor felt through her back. She could feel it right down to the root of her. Each part of the healing process she almost felt in an instant. She knew she wasn't fully healed, but she could certainly feel herself regaining strength and power. The way healing felt within her body, felt all to familiar to her. However, she could never heal herself. That's not what she was taught to do.

Trésor kept hearing the voices of others about the room. Each of them, she could tell, were in different parts of the room. Though three of the four people were very close to her. She her the voices of two females, and two males. Only half of the people sounded familiar to her. She wanted to look to see who they were.

Her eyes, though still faint, tried to open. Once again she saw the bloody floor. She could finally pull together some of her thoughts and she put two and two together. She finally realized that everything that coated the floor came from her. She tried moving her head slightly upwards to see if she would recognize any semblance of familiarity, and she saw books. this must be a place of learning and education thought Trésor. Her eyes followed the blood on the floor, her head moving as slow as it could, not to dizzy herself. She saw some patterns drawn on the flooring in her fluids, as if someone had dragged a body through it and said body happened to thoroughly enjoy the feeling of her blood against their skin. Her head followed her internal juices upward to a statue of what appeared to be Saden. The statue just so happened to be clothed in her blood, but with a promiscuous undergarment in the shape of paws.

A smile formed on Trésor's face as she once again strung her thoughts together. The paws were the work of a canine Aria. In faint laughter, her wings began to flutter, only slightly. They would appear to hit someone after gaining momentum a few seconds later, putting Trésor through pain- just not as bad as the pain prior to healing.

Trésor's head would shoot up and her wings would hit someone else, while she was holding herself up by her elbows. She grew frantic apologizing to all those who were hit- her voice a soft and raw whisper. "I am so sor-, *coughs* I-oups-sorry *coughs frantially*!" Her hand then slipped on her own blood on the table, and she fell flat on her chest. "owwwwwww...." she groaned. Her hands balled into fists and she arched her back, her wings ceasing movement. 

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"Ms. Aria, if you do not have something to do please go get a bucket of fresh water and some more clean towels." Locke instructs as he gets to his feet and wipes his face, leaving some of the blood stained across it. "Please try to remain still." He instructs Tresor and then looks at what had become of the library and frowns. It was such a beautiful building, this would take some time to clean.

"Good work Lilith, I did not know you had such a talent." He praises as she continues to heal the woman. "If you are truly serious about finding a teacher, I have some connections up at the university you could learn from." Locke offers to her as she finally relaxes. As he says this he walks over to the door and replaces the sign on it with one that says "closed for the day".

Then he relocks the door. "I do not know what happened to you all, but you may rest assured that you are safe here." He assures them as he walks into a small side room that appears to be a kitchen and begins to heat some water.

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Aria smiled slyly at Saden as he called her by name, she had never mentioned her name. Neither had anyone in the room. Aria looked down at the woman who was waking up, smiling as she got her morbid sense of humor.

”Nonsense, I’m providing the best medicine of all, laughter! It would be a shame to remove such wonderful work so soon! But I suppose the little angel needs to be cleaned up at least….soooo of I go I shall return to grace you all with my humor so never you fear!”

Aria said all this with a player’s dramatic flair….Really she was hanging with Rivers too much. She winked at Lilith as she walked off to go get the towels; which she curiously knew where exactly they were kept. Aria came back with an arm full of towels and placed them next to Saden. Before going back over to the injured girl whom was waking up; however frowned when she noticed the woman moving her wings.

”Lilith tell me when you’re finished, we’ll wrap the wound then I’m going to do something that will hold her wings in place. If they keep moving like that it will rip the wound open again…..”

Aria looked up at Saden with her head tilted to the side.

”Er What do you go by here?....Do you have any of the paste made from Lunar flowers in that kit?”

The paste was something that Grandpa Lee Lee always had, it was his specialty for healing wounds like this. Healed in the matter of days and didn’t leave scars…..

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Lilith felt the girl try to move before the movement actually happened. It was like her muscles were signalling to Lilith what was going on. Before she was able to warn anyone, her wings twitched and hit Lilith, as she now noticed, she was the only one still standing close enough to get hit. Ow.. She rubbed her shoulder lightly, barely paying attention to the people talking around her. The less she focused on her surroundings, the more the could push her magic through her. She'd noticed an odd sense of strength, not to long before, and felt her magic become more potent, more focused. She wondered how, or why, but stopped questioning after a moment. Whatever it was, it was helping.

That sounds like a wonderful opportunity, thank you Mr. Locke. She spoke out with a light sigh, lifting her hands from the woman for a moment. She had felt movement, and once again, moved to late. Lilith knew she was awake now, having faintly heard her voice, and her breathing pick up. In attempts to get up, she slipped, and Lilith felt a similar thwack against her shoulder. Ow... Yeah, Aria, we need something to bind her wings. She rubbed her shoulder again, and went back to work. Aria wanted to know when she would be finished, which wouldn't be to much longer. She wouldn't heal completely, but it would be enough. Lilith could always visit and finish up in a day or so, if requested.

We need you to stay still, okay...? She wanted to use her name, but not knowing it, she trailed off in uncertainty, looking up for Aria for the answers.

[Trésor de Lys]

Trésor finally made out the voices speaking. One of them had a strong presence, a male. He told her to remain still. So she did to the best of her ability. Before doing so, she wrapped one of her arms around her stomach, and laid slightly on her side. Her wings cupped around her sides as well, so not to get in the way of the healer. The male left to go get towels and warm water as he said. Now all Trésor could think about was her desire to wash away the blood stains on her white wings.

One of the women in the room then spoke with a soft voice, she could feel her healing. Trésor felt her hands near her back, and felt the healing properties radiating from her palms. This woman seemed sweet, a perfect example of a healer. The magic she felt was stronger this time, perhaps the extra power came from the male of a strengthened presence. Trésor felt her heart rate go up, and she began to sweat profusely. This was her body working with the magic. She has seen it happen to others, but now that she was feeling it herself, well-it was sticky to say the least. Her back's wound began to clot, it was visible from the outside. What was also visible was that there were no signs of any infection. All positive results from the efforts of the men and women in the room.

The wound would obviously take a longer time to heal, but at least by the end of this, she should be able to stand up without the dizzying side effects. Trésor's eyes wandered up to the woman healing her. She saw that she was beautiful with long cascading hair and the brightest lilac eyes. Trésor made an effort to crack a side smile at this woman, and whispered "Thank you." she laughed a little, her eyes then switching over to Aria for a moment, then back to the woman "Sorry for hitting you. Sometimes they have a mind of their own." She said while brushing over the feathers of her wings with her middle and index fingers. She took shallow breaths trying not to move so the woman had an easier time with healing.

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Aria smiled as the angel became more alert; she nodded to Lilith with approval. She knew the elf could get the girl in working shape.

”Good job Lilith, you should be pleased with yourself. While I’m sure, Mr, whats it over there will look for a teacher for you… I suggest we you started by pulling out books on anatomy, both human and animal, herb lore, ect. I’ll be more than help you with your studies”

Aria turned back to the angel as she became more responsive; covering a smile with her hand as Lilith kept getting smacked by the big feathery appendages…she sniffed…looked down at her hand and quickly dropped it with a clear look of ew. She forgot it was still covered in blood.

”Now that your awake, and while Lilith and Mr Whats it finishing patching you together, would you mind answering some questions. One what’s your name, didn’t quite get it at the temple, two do you have a place to stay while you heal, three….dafuc happened?”

Well she wasn’t beating around the bush…that was for sure. But it also showed that Aria knew about as much about the angel as the other people in the room did….YAY for dragging in random things off the street!

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Lilith ducked, allowing the wing to miss her instead of hitting her one final time. Through the corner of her eyes she saw Aria trying not to laugh, before glancing at her own hands in disgust, remembering the blood. Lilith stifled her own laughter, and stood straight, taking a step or so away from the woman and her large wings. Her healing had done all it could do for now. Thank you Aria. I've done all I can for the moment, but if needed, I can always do more later on. She glanced at the woman, curiosity in her eyes, but would dave her questions for later. Why on earth did she want her to read up on human and animals? She supposed it wasn't a big deal, but curious none the less.

Oh, don't worry about it, I'm fine. Lilith smiled and reached out her hand, offering to help the fallen angel up- fallen, as in, having trouble standing, of course. There was a soft smile on her face, and an honest look in her eyes. Her regularly beautiful hair had some blood in it here and there, causing it to look more ragged than usual, and matting in certain places, but Lilith had yet to notice it. She looked up at Aria when she began speaking questions. It seemed the bloody red head had no more idea about the girl than everyone else. Lilith smirked at how Aria ended her questions.

Yes, please tell us what happened to you. Who did this to you?

[Trésor de Lys]

Trésor took the hand that was offered, taking her time to sit up. Her legs now dangled from the side of the table as her wings began to fold at her sides and around her shoulders, so she was not to sit on them. She faintly smiled at the bloody Aria, then turned her head to offer the same gentle side smirk at Lilith. "My given name is Trésor de Lys. It is a name of pride and of spirit and hope and of thriving nations. She spoke softly and with fondness of her name. This she took pride in. She was obviously educated to some extent- in some "art-forms"- with the way she spoke. She was proper, but naive. She kicked her legs a little, looking at the running blood stains-that have now dried- on her thighs and calves. Her eyes then traced her feet, then she looked up. Eyes piercing from one woman to the other, she said slowly but with force, "If you wish to know, I am of the Goddess Helena. A fallen angel of war, made to heal her in battle." She paused for a moment, feeling tears well up in her eyes. "She did this to me... because I disobeyed. I was made to heal, not to kill." Her breath grew shorter and her voice cracked in between words from upset "I didn't know what to do. She wanted me to protect her but the only way I knew how was healing. I couldn't do anything. So... out of irony, the thing that helped me to heal with killed. Well... removed."

She took a breath. For a moment the room would appear to be completely silent.

She looked at Aria "I don't know where I am. I was never taught of geographical locations by my Goddess. So, no. I don't have a place to rest." Trésor attempted to stand up. Lilith would appear to offer help to her, but Trésor would deny it, trying to show her strength. Trésor stood upright on the ground, her toes soaking in the layer of drying blood.

She placed her hand on the back of her head, her hair was tied in knots and covered in blood clots, as she tried to then run her fingers through her hair-she couldn't. The tears in her eyes now fell down her cheeks. She looked up to the sky, tilting her head back slightly after recovering from head rush, she tried to stretch out her back a little bit, but she only felt tearing from the healing wound. "Ou..." she moaned in discomfort. She bents her knees a little to help with the pain and balance herself out, she then continued "Now, I must know, who are you? And what is this place?" She said looking at Lilith. "What is going to happen now?" Trésor, for once, felt unsafe and worried in the world.

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Arias nose scrunched as the girl introduced her name with pride. She supposed if you’re a being created by the gods, then the names given to them would hold some meaning. One thing she never was able to learn was the culture that angels had between one another…it wasn’t the same as it was for humans. But by her time…that culture was long since dead. Perhaps she would learn something.
Aria listened to her story, a frown fixating itself on her face. As she listened she crossed her arms across her chest. Anger built up through her eyes as she continued, she pulled her gaze away from the angel and looked directly at Saden. One eyebrow raised in a silent question. Really this sounded like it would fall under something Mylee should be informed of. Aria looked back at Tres.

”You will come back home with me then and I will take responsibility for educating you now that you’ve been cast off. You may be fallen but you will not be lost……Rivers I need you”

Somewhere where ever Rivers was he would find his watch suddenly growing warm to the touch. To the room it would seem as though she was just talking to thin air.

”You know I try not to ask you this often, but we have a new member to our family. I’m bringing her home and she’s not quite fit for travel by normal means at the moment.”

Aria turned back to Tres with a smile when she asked for their names. She had been so kind to give them the meanings of her name, which she seemed to identify with. Aria felt it would be appropriate to do the same.

”My first name has several meanings, Lion of God, Air, Song, and also in some origins it relates to a bird…”

Aria smiled a bit to herself at that one; Little Bird….Mines nick name for her. She never quite realize how appropriate it was.

”My middle name Wisteria represents devotion….and Wurud’s direct translation is Rose, meant to represent the many meanings that a rose can have. Love, new starts” Aria paused for a moment on that one before continuing “friendship, passion, joy….they can also represent suffering, pain, death, sorrow, guilt…..”

Aria remembered her father explaining to her why he chose her last name as he did; as the god of knowledge nothing else could exist without it. Arias name was meant to represent this.

”I was named for the gods; and what they represent; however Daddy says mommy asked for my middle name to start with a W so my initials would spell Aww…..sooo ya….But anyways we are currently in the city of Nova, you’re in the library in the second district. I will show you maps when we get home to help you get better acquainted when you’re up for it. What’s going to happen next is I’m going to take you home with me, you can rest there. Once your strong enough I’ll introduce you to the city and help you find your place here.”

Aria went over to the rest of her clothes that Otty had brought with her, and went and pulled on her boots and other things. She fished through her pouch and pulled out a couple of seeds.

”First things first before Rivers comes, I’m going to bind your wings so you don’t keep pulling that damn wound open.”

Aria approached the girl and an orange gold glow came from her hands as vines sprouted in her hands, slowly reaching out to the girl and wrapping themselves gently around the wings. They kept growing and wrapping until the wings were securely pinned in placed.

”Lilith and Otty your welcome to come…..just all of you….don’t touch the door knobs going outside in…..you won’t like the results”

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Lilith listened calmly, hearing Trésor's story, as well as Aria's. Having met the red head some weeks before -was it months now?- she was surprised when she remembered that she knew very little. She'd never had the chance to get to know the woman, every opportunity squandered by the interruption of another person. Lilith was quite surprised to hear the definition of her name, not knowing it meant so much, but now knowing her full name for future reference.

I'm so sorry to hear that, Trésor, it's a terrible thing. Lilith reached out and lightly touched her shoulder. I'm Lilith Harmonia. I'd love to say what it stands for, the meaning behind myself, represented by my name, but I actually have no knowledge behind it. So, for now, just know me as Lilith, the elf healer and quiet librarian- that will do. She smiled shyly and removed her hand, glancing at Aria who, at first, seemed to be talking to herself, but then she remembered who River's was.

I would love to come, but- She glanced around the disaster that was her second home. I believe I have a few hours of cleaning ahead of me. You go on, I may contact you to check up on her and finish any muscle healing that may have lagged before. She nodded and moved to grab the water that had been brought out, with the rag. She brought it to the desk, and started there, soaking the rag and wiping at the desk. It was original wood, so she doubted it would come out completely-poor desk would be stained.

Feel better Trésor, and do come back if you ever need anything.

[Rivers]

"I have told you this before Boss, but the Grand Mages, are irresponsible." Mutters a voice as a man with brown hair and hawkish features, which gave him an rakish look, steps from thin air into the room. Those with the ability to sense magic, would sense a strange distortion unlike anything they'd felt before in the air behind the man and his long brown coat seemed to billow slightly in a wind that was not there. He looks around the place he was in and frowns,then looks to Aria. "You know my stance on harming books." He warns as he walks over to Tres and knees down to look her square in the eyes.

Rivers eyes were a pale brown that made them seem almost grey, his gaze was steady and he seemed to be looking deep within her, searching for something. For possibly the first time that Lilith had seen Rivers expression was serious and there was none of the jovial demeanor that usually accompanied the man. As he inspects the woman it was as if all the mirth had fled from the place they were in, but as the seconds pass Rivers gets to his feet and smiles at the woman, not a sly grin or a arrogant smile, but a genuine smile of approval. Rivers had eavesdropped on the story from the tunnel he'd implanted in Aria, and he reaches down to take the woman's hand softly. "Never regret the decision you have made." He says softly with a gentle expression. "To sacrifice standing and self for belief, is to chose to be free."

He releases her hand and gets to his feet. "I more or less understand the situation Boss," he looks at Aria and then at Tresor and says "where are my manors I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Gale Brightfell "the wind within the night",but please call me Rivers." He greets with a formal bow, and as he does something akin to crisp spring breeze washes through the room. However, Lilith, Saden, and the doctor would not have heard a word of his Name everything being muffled by the sounds of the wind. So only Tresor and Aria would hear his true name.

He looks at Aria with a grin, "anything else before we go?" he asks.

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Locke comes back with a bucket of warm water and a soft towel and hands it Aria, the girl's name was a good one. Whoever had named this Aria girl had certainly put some thought and affection into the name, but there were more important matter to attend to. His eyes turn to the "tunnel" an instant before Rivers emerges form it and he regards the man, but soon begins to gather up the implements of healing he had. If they were going to take the girl he had no reason to stop them, but he found himself wondering about Helena's decisions, she might have just brought more trouble upon herself than she had intended.

Though as the group continues he goes to the bookshelf and takes a tome from the shelf, then as he turns he hears the Name the boy introduces himself with and his faces goes blank. Then he walks over to the fallen angel and hands her a book. The History of Teair "Books, can help you find your way when you are lost, and they can give you the knowledge that can provide more protection than any blessing or blade. Read this well and learn about where you are." He encourages her as he places the tome in her hand.

"I am glad to see you place such value in your name Tresor, I once read that so long as you hold to your Name you can always find the way to your Self." He encourages her as he places a hand on her shoulder and then gets to his feet. "You are welcome here any time, the knowledge within these walls is to share. Hopefully next time we meet it will be under better circumstances."

[Trésor de Lys]

Trésor thoroughly enjoyed hearing the tales and meanings behind their names. It offered a sense of who they are or who they might be, which put Trésor at ease, allowing her to be more trusting in the beings surrounding her. Lilith's touch of the hand also made her feel welcome, and that she was in a safe space.

When Aria bound her wings, she felt slight discomfort, which would be evident to Aria. When she finished, although Trésor understood it was necessary for travels, she felt caught. She nodded to Aria when she was finished, acknowledging that her wings were secure. Then she peered over to the moon elf, who began cleaning up the mess Trésor made unconsciously. Trésor began to take a step forward to help her, as she Aria murmer to herself.

Suddenly a man in distinct brown dressings appeared through the door, appearing as if he was speaking to Aria-which he was. A grand wave of distorted air came through with his when he strutted through the doors. Trésor could only stand and stare at him as he sent a warning statement to Aria. But then he came straight to her. Tres' eyes widened slightly, she grew tense and her neck pulled her head back as he came close to her. She could not bare his looks. He was nothing short of a beautiful man. His eyes a greyish-brown, and as she stared attentively at them, she could feel history emanating from his very core.
Not only would he feel Trésor staring into him, but he would feel her gaze following the shape of his face as well. Perhaps she was trying to decipher whether or not he can be trusted by her. But she was assured that she could when the serious grimace fell, and a smile grew on his face. When he grabbed her hand, she felt her spine straighten and her heart beat faster. She kept composure. His kind words passed through Trésor with great love and admiration. In reply to his encouragement, she whispered softly, almost shakily, "It is the utmost pleasure to meet you... However if that be the case, freedom feels similar to loss." She understood his intentions, but couldn't help the overwhelming feeling of guilt that came with what she did.

In reply, Locke came fourth and handed her a book, titled History of Teair the bounded leather felt soft but firm in her hands. As she listened to Locke, she ran her fingertips over the lettering on the cover. It had been a long time since she last held a book. She had always found comfort in them. As books are only violent with words.

For some peculiar reason, she found comfort in this idea.

She looked from Locke to Rivers, then a smile grew on her face, infected by Rivers' smile. She replied in a soft politesse "Thank you... All of you. For your kindness, and inspiration. It truly is appreciated." With her free hand, she reached for River's shoulder, then looked back at Aria. This would show Rivers that she feels comfortable enough to leave, and would allow him to understand that she has trust in him, since Aria must have trust in him. "So... Where to now?"

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As Lilith said she was going to stay behind and clean Aria just hung her head and sighed. She couldn’t in good conscious leave the girl to clean up a mess she made….not when she actually liked the jumpy elf. Aria smiled when Saden offered her the towel and water.

”Nonsense, we won’t leave until I clean up my mess. Least the floors aren’t wood….marble always did clean off better.”

Aria got to work on scrubbing the floors, however she looked up when Rivers made his appearance. She shook her head at his comment.

”They are not irresponsible, when you managed key elements of regulating life on an entire world for an unimaginable amount of time and not make a single mistake every few thousand years you can start complaining. We can’t judge them in the same way you would judge a human or a being who lives on this earth, they are separate beings entirely. Frankly though from what I understand it as angelic beings that protected life and healed are usually under Mylees domain…..I’m curious to how Helena got Tres here…..then again angelic beings were killed off in our time line soooo….My understanding could be completely wrong”

Aria looked up at Tress from her spot where she was scrubbing on the floor.

”Am I wrong?”

Aria gave a bitter smile towards Tres as she commented about the feeling being similar to being lost.

”You’ve lost your purpose, and had it taken away from you. You were rejected by the very being you were made to serve. Of course you’re lost…being abandoned never feels good….you feel hurt, angry, confused, a wave of emotions that just bury you further into despair. Your fight is just beginning…you’re not free yet”

As she spoke she continued to clean the mess she had made vigorously.

”Also for the record Rivers I did not get a single splatter on any of the books, you know as well as I do I don’t like messing them…there a lot more difficult to clean”

Once the floor was clean she looked back up to Tres, her elbows on her knees as she squatted in the spot she just scrubbed. Really it would seem Aria had a great deal of practice scrubbing these floors from blood; she had it down to an art form.

”Tres, I’m not going to sugar coat your situation. It sucks….but frankly I won’t let you be alone during it. We’ll work on finding you a new start.”

Aria looked at Rivers oddly when he introduced himself….did she know that was his name? She raised a single eyebrow in question, but decided not to push for more information yet. She looked over as Saden walked over to Tres and handed her a book. Her eyes softened considerably when she watched the scene, there was affection in her gaze…and behind that a bit of pain. She missed her father considerably…it was bitter sweet seeing him this way….At least he wasn’t to different. He had told Aria herself something similar once, during one of their many lessons together. His last bit however was something new that made Aria scrunch up her nose. She gave a dry stare over to Tres.

”Well that’s nice….I wish my name wasn’t so muddled…..myself would seem to get lost in translation”

Aria stood up everything was realistically cleaned besides for the foot prints heading to Sadens office, and the bra that was placed on the statue. She looked over at Saden with a large grin on her face, her playful nature back.

”I think that’s an improvement don’t you? Red suits him….I’ll be right back I got to get the trail leading to your office”

Aria was off however was not long before she returned, the path she had made all cleaned. She went over to Saden and tugged on his sleeve. All trace of play gone. She spoke in a quiet tone so not to have herself overheard by the others.

”Excuse me, would you mind if I borrow your librarian for a bit? I would like to repay her for Tres’s healing. That and have her rest after using powers she’s not use to. I’ll come in tonight sometime after hours to handle any work she misses in her absence.”

Really Aria didn’t want Tres or Lilith to hear her conversation with Saden so she had worked on of her sound proofing spells as she talked so only Saden would hear. She did this because one, she knew Lilith wouldn’t accept payment, nor would she accept Aria doing her work for her. She’d have to be sneaky about it….and Tres well, Aria recognized by claiming care over the angel she was taking responsibility for her expenses. Living, healing, teaching, clothing, ect; she wouldn’t fail in this aspect. Even if it meant a good bit of extra work on her end.

Aria turned back to the others with a smile.

”Ok mess is cleaned, Tres I’m taking you back to my home out in the forever forest. We’ll get you situated and comfy there. Lilith my invitation still is open; I’ll cook breakfast even!”