OOC: With SillyGoy

[i]*clap*[/i] Hiraga's head snapped in the direction of the sound. Her face twisted into an annoyed expression. Thirianna was pushing her luck with her behavior. "Does she really expect me to leave my realm unguarded?" she growled, suddenly very much understanding why Kyras was so angry. She waited as others left through the portal, adamant about being the last to leave. She would not leave any angel or demon in her realm while she was gone, friendly or estranged.

"Unguarded? You hold no trust in your fellow gods, nor your lieutenants in the treants and dryads?" Kyras quirked up a feathery brow, one head holding Hiraga's attention, the other watching the others step into the portal. He watched as Dorn, characteristically stoic, was second into it, following Yakushi, and the arch-demon was mildly annoyed at the minor tremors that accompanied the God of Man's footsteps.

Giving Kyras an amused glance, Hiraga elaborated: "My dryads are hardly enough to deter someone of your power. And trust? Your territorial war before the War in Heaven was ruining this beautiful world while all I could do was try and minimize the damage. I sworn to never let something like that happen again. And to be honest," she said, giving the portal a pointed gaze, "I thought about crossing this one with my own. It woud be a fitting trap for our [i]dear[/i] sister.  A few millenia spent in a cage like that of Neveras might teach her some manners." she shared the thought. "So please, go ahead."

Kyras, much as he would have loved arguing over the sins of the past, pulled one birdy head back a few inches at the gesture of encouragement. "Well, much as I would love to go first, dearest sister of mine, I am quite afraid age takes precedence over beauty." His voice practically dripped mischievousness. "Then there is the human cultural value of 'ladies first.' It wouldn't be appropriate if you went in second."

"Very well then, it would appear there is no other choice. Shall we, brother?" she said, extending an arm to indicate she wnated them to go at the same time. If nothing else, Hiraga thought, seeing the two other guardians acting familiar might annoy their angelic counterpart to no end. In her mind it was worth it if only for that, not that she had any particular distaste for the demon lord.

But though one part of Kyras mirrored Hiraga's thoughts and wanted to indulge them, he wasn't particularly keen on visiting Aett. Angels and Demons were, after all, vengeful opposites ever since the schismatic War in Heaven split the spirits into three distinct groups. Though both wanted to see the return of the past, one desired nothing of the Golden One in the future. The fact that most of what was solid of the Maker's cadaver rested on the snowy world (the rest were gassy clouds of essence floating in the void between the three worlds) represented effectively why the place was anathema to the Demons.

But under the circumstances, Kyras knew that he had to free himself of the guilt, hatred and fear he associated with the accursed planet. "Very well," he decided, with a reedy sigh. History was in the making. "Let's."

And he took one clawed step forward, expecting Hiraga to do the same.

Nodding in understanding, Hiraga stepped through along with her eldest brother. She knew better than to state out loud that he was afraid, and even better than to hint that his big sister would protect him in need. The demons were more notorious of their pride than any other of the factions. Still it didn't need to be said. She has always kept the balance, adn this would be no different.

Aett. Ceyr's guardian goddess had very little interest in the angels' plane. All it was to her was a reminder of her greatest failure. At times she thought Aett and Hades were parts of Ceyr forcefully split from it, and her healm was the husk that remained once it's light and shadows became separate. Hiraga has often wondered if she was right, and if that was so whether it was possible to reunite the three into one again.