They only fall... a-part.
Can it be.. undone?
Zeke just sighed as he sat down in the couch, shaking his head.
It had been about a week and a half since he'd found Erika on the desert island, and Azazel had been sent to rescue her. Azazel had been chosen because he was immune to Erika's abilities, they being demonic in nature. It seemed like whatever had happened to her, it had caused her mark to spread... from just her arm, to considerably on her torso as well.
He'd brought her back, and she was being kept in isolation until she woke up. But the isolation had stopped her influence from spreading out to the world, so people were slowly returning to normal.
Terra was also still at the Unit. She had offered her services to Hal, and Hal accepted. She had proven herself to be powerful and helpful, so Hal decided he would be a fool to say no and turn her away.
Though there was still something weird about her. Was she really a dryad? Why was she so powerful? Why did she seem so familiar to people that swore they'd never seen her before in their lives.
These questions whirled and swirled around in Zeke's mind, so much so he was starting to get a headache from it.
"Ugh." he groaned.
"At least Angela and Liv are back up to par." he said. Surprisingly enough, or maybe it was because the fae mana around the home offered some form of protection, Liv and Angela hadn't been affected nearly has badly as others, but it had still affected them to a degree. They were more or less back to normal currently, but still felt a bit on the 'off' side.
So he'd decided to bring home dinner for them. And he had. He had taken it to the kitchen, and set it down on one of the counters.
"Angela! Liv! Food's in the kitchen!" he called to them, unsure as to whether they were upstairs or outside in the backyard. The windows were open, though. They'd heard him, regardless of where they were.
The eagle, which had been perched on his shoulder, hopped down from it, and landing on his chest, looking into his eyes.
"Heh." Zeke chuckled, lightly stroking its head.
"You're really well-behaved." he commented. "And a big boy, too. I haven't had you for that long, yet you almost look like you're fully grown." he said further.
Why can't I just be