Goddess I M: Lev (Ind.), Nyx and Dakota

Goddess was surprised at how nice Dakota was being. She was comforting her, something she didn't expect on any level. Lev was the last one to comfort her, but that didn't mean as much because Lev was the source of her drama and most of her current situation. She let out a very sad, very whimpery sigh. She was about to cry, she wanted to cry.

When the woman kissed her forehead, she glanced up at her. It was such a small action, yet it was huge in Goddess's book. It meant a lot for her, as that was motherly and Goddess had never had a mother, or someone like a mother. She had just been in Ibex for her whole life. She glanced down at her stomach for a moment. She had been an alright mother to Ripper and her kid, but a horrible one to Blade.
When Dakota told her to close her eyes, she obeyed. She held on tighter to the other woman, suddenly afraid again of what was happening. It was fast, too fast, which terrified her. She didn't want to die, or want her baby to die. All the dodging and scary sharp movements finally stopped and she opened her eyes a tiny crack. She saw the mansion and a small smile crossed her face, one of relief more than happiness.

"Lev always loved Nyx, he never truly loved me. He just wanted to make me feel better... and himself better I think. He hurt me too... I just feel like he used me and hurt me, whether or not Ripper showed back up. Then Blade... he was torn from me and he they made him a monster... and I can't even be a mother to my other child that well ... it's just all my fault and I don't know best to do..." She mumbled very sadly, looking down at her swollen stomach.

Ero I M: Jericho and Ava

Ero smiled weakly at what he said. She was coming around to those thoughts, but they still were very hard for her to process because of her obsessive, need-driven nature. She was about to say something when the door burst open. Her flashbacks got the better of her and instead of getting up, she froze and pulled her knees to her chest, shutting her eyes tight. Flashbacks of Ibex echoed in her head, both the time Jericho and her had been captured, but also the first time she had been captured. She looked up with tears in her eyes as she heard Jericho's voice, the sound breaking her out of her major memories, but the fear and terror remained. She managed to unclasp her arms from around her knees, just to push herself up and dive for Jericho, wrapping her arm around him as he stood near the bed. Ero also wrapped her legs around his torso, seeming to ooze her terror and fear. She buried her face against his shoulder, a few tears staining his shirt.

Ota

Ota takes the baby from her arms, his face wrinkles in disgust. His arms coil around the baby, glancing down at Elea-frowning a slight bit. "If you die on me, then I'll kill your damn corpse." He spat, not wanting to be alone raising a baby. He places the wiggling baby down onto the bed, watching it roll around as it practices using its limbs. Ota stands up, going into the bathroom to wash his hands. "Never let me pick up another disgusting baby." Ota shudders in disgust, and he rakes his fingers through his hair. Stressed as the baby starts to cry, leaving the bathroom to find a way to make it stop crying.

Malaki: Mentions: Sky

"I think... you're going to have to learn how to fly. On me. My phoenix form seems incredibly docile to you but not towards anything else. Even the thought of someone else on my back makes it angry." Sky said, and her flame burned slightly hotter before calming down once again, leaving Malaki confused and his cheeks slightly shading red. "Uh... I... Wow. If that's what it takes to help you take control of the phoenix, then I will do it. But..." Malaki looked at the flames before looking at the saddle. "I have a sneaking feeling that it's not going to be a fun time for either of us." He frowned and scratched his head once again, his mind beginning to rack about how he could help her further, although his fear of heights was stopping him from fully going with her plans.

Jericho: Mentions: Ero

Jericho stubled when Ero jumped onto her, wrapping her arms and legs around him, burying her face into his shoulder and letting the tears flow from his head. Jericho stayed silent and walked back to the bed and lied down, letting her cry her tears before he talked to her. She still has so many fears and trauma about Ibex... will she ever fully recover from all of that? Jericho snuggled up with Ero and rubbed her back once again before saying to her "It's okay Ero. It's okay. It was only Ava. Ibex won't be able to get to you any more." He simply lied in the bed and let Ero hold him tightly.

Nakao

Nakao left the two men alone once he was finished with his conversation with Cero, and he could feel an invisible burden leaving him. He sighs, rubbing his forehead when he enters the mansion once again. Eager to find any source of alcohol he can chug down, wanting to get buzzed a little to get this overwhelming stress off his mind. He was defenseless-stuck in a house surrounded by experimentals that don't have any hesitation on killing. As the years went on, they all went cold and a bit merciless. Some more than most, which terrifies him a little.

Well, not really. He was always like that-a merciless asshole. But hey, now he understands why his victims are like that before he killed them. Indeed, karma is biting his ass at this moment and he's going to endure it.

Dread

After speaking with Zaphara, his mind was puzzled on the whole situation. How could a woman like her kill Sephtis? What happened to his powers? What happened to his immortality? He frowns, uneasy about this whole situation. Yeah, Sephtis wanted to die, but he always seems like the type of guy that wants to go out with a bang. To die fighting or something. He grunts in frustration when he tries to put the pieces together-hating this moment of mental vulnerability. This sucks-it really does. Now, he was thinking about his cursed child he recently found out he has.

Well, she wasn't cursed, but the whole event was. He shakes his head, going into the living room to see Nakao pouring himself a glass of alcohol. Without a word, he sits down on the couch, grabbing the bottle when Nakao passes it over. Pouring his own glass, the two men sitting quietly on the couch.

Ankoku

Ko raises a brow when his old master left, then his colorful eyes switches to Cero. The young man stands up, approaching him with caution. Wondering if the man accepts him or not as his new found apprentice, er, recruit. Whichever word goes with this. His brows lower, eyes soften and nervousness creeps through his lean body. His hands unknowingly grips the handle to his katana, taking in deep breathes to still his nerves. "Am I in?" Words breaking, his mouth twitch in both anticipation and nervousness. Does Cero approve of him after speaking with Nakao? Did his mind change? What did Nakao say to him? His eyes move down to the ground, shuffling a bit and watching his feet to find a way to settle his anxiety.

Zaphara

Hearing his words of attempt encouragement made her smile slightly, strained it was-not as normal as her other smiles. "Here I thought you hated my guts, Jacky. It warms my heart to know that you don't have murderous attempts towards me." Joking to cheer herself up, her eyes moving down to the baby that's climbing onto her leg. "I don't know what to do. If anyone spots the child they would kill it without hesitation." She shakes her head, "Especially when Sephtis gave all of his powers to the baby. If the child were to accidentally use it, it might cause fight or flight instincts within everyone."

She picks the baby up, holding him close to her body, afraid for the little one. Her eyes narrowing a bit as the child made an attempt to bite her, "Reminds me of Dia's biting phase. She didn't stop until she turned two." Zaphara smiles sadly, "Still have the teeth marks till this very day."

Ota

Ota could tell she was dying-how this woman was eager for death to take her. He thins his lips, clenching his hands into fists, and he walks over to her side of the bed. Moving to sit down next to her, but wasn't looking at her-his eyes staring at the wall ahead of him. "If you want to die, then die. It's clear that you're unhappy because of me. If you want to embrace death, then so be it, but I won't raise the baby that killed you." He shakes his head, covering his face with his hand, and his body starts to tremble as he holds back tears and rage.

Arlin and Ghost Lily

Arlin has been battling with a hyperactive child for the past minute now, and her excitement was to the roof and cannot be quenched. He was in a losing battle against the baby, much to his embarrassment. Finally, he grabs her and pulls her down before she got the change to fly straight into the window. "No, Lily. Calm down will you?" He says with a frown, wishing his wife was here to help with the baby. Tucking the baby in his arms like a sack of potatoes, then he left the room with the squirming child in his arms.

Lily was struggling, even going as far to bite her dad's arm-eager to be free. Arlin didn't let go, grinding his teeth together. What is with this child? Why is she crazy? He sighs before talking, "Calm down Lily, please? You're thinning my patience." He looks down to check on his daughter, only for her to have escaped. Watching Lily, set small patches of the wall either on fire or turning it into ice. "I need a drink to settle my nerves." He grumbles, before chasing after the little girl.

Levushka

Mentions: Nyx

Levushka has been following Kiril that has been tracking down Nyx, already knowing that he has to apologize to his wife. Great. He wasn't great at sentimental things as this-thanks a lot to his crazy family. He was silent, following Kiril's movements like a hawk. Coming across his wife in the distance, he makes Kiril disappear before sneaking up on her from behind. Arms wrapping around her waist, careful to not add pressure to her stomach due to the baby.

Placing his chin onto her shoulder, staring at her with a smile on his face. "Nyxy," he says before pulling away, a flush of embarrassment on his face before shuffling around, "I'm not an expert at, you know, stuff as mushy as this. All I want to say is I'm sorry for being shitty at being your husband." Clearing his throat, his cheeks of usual pale now starting to grow even redder. "I'm truly am sorry and I'm in love with you. Deeply. So what I'm offering is a chance for it to be us three. You, me, and Dakota."

Malaki: Mentions: Sky and Flame

Malaki couldn't help but flinch when Flame reappeared beside Sky. "Nicely done both of you. Now, what seems to be the problem?" Flame said to both of them. Malaki looked at Sky with blushed cheeks before looking back at Flame. "Um... Apparently Sky's phoenix form approves of me, and somehow it is... calm? I want to say it's calm when I'm around her. Anyway we're trying to figure out what we should do to help her keep control of this particular form." He shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to hide the blush on his face, which was now bright red at this point.

Jericho: Mentions: Ero and Dread

"I keep having flash backs... I want to be free from them but I can't... what if they come back again? I couldn't lose you... I couldn't lose you... I love you, I love you so much... I can't be separated from you..." Jericho let the words fall out unimpeded. He knew that she just needed to let it all out for her to heal from it, and that was what he was doing. "I know Ero... I know. You want me and you're so scared to lose me now that I am here with you. I'll make sure that you never have to worry about anything ever again." Jericho's hands moved to her hair and he gently began to move his fingers through her hair, staying quiet and still to try to calm her down once again. I hope Dread knows what he's talking about and we can begin the healing process for her, because she is still broken after all of the affection I have given her... this is going to be a long road ahead.