"Alright, Cernos. We have two choices here. I can re-attach that bit of your human tongue, or we could craft something much cooler looking." Leras mutters, suddenly sticking his own tongue out for the apparent human to see. His own tongue was the color of fresh blood, it was split in two nearly all the way down the middle and had small various spike like protrusions on its surface. The ends of the two sections of the tongue itself were in fine points. Though he quickly withdraws his tongue back into his mouth, quirking a brow curiously towards the young male while he spit blood onto the grass. The grass that had become coated in blood would slowly vanish, and the grass itself in that area would suddenly grow a -lot- greener than it already was.

"That and maybe we can get you your horns so your mark stops hurting. Once we get this thing rolling, you won't be in much pain anymore from it. Which you are rather lucky to get that mark and not the wings, those things take a lot longer to grow in and none of the other angels can help with it either." Leras mutters, lightly shaking his head before lifting a hand to lightly tap upon the single horn that protruded from the right side of his head, just from behind his ear. The horn itself was rather large and ragged looking, curled in a battering goat fashion, the end sharpened into a fine point, its color several shades darker than Leras himself. "If you wish to keep your human tongue for now, just put it back into your mouth and I'll say the magic words."

A short distance from Leras, Kieri and Neri continued to sit. In the short few moments it had taken Cernos to move over Neri had spun herself around to allow Kieri to look at her back. The shirt she wore currently exposed most of her upper back, tying at her neck sort, likely something Kieri had her put on. As the angel glanced over her back he grimaced, it was not a very pretty sight. The skin on both of her shoulders and most of her upper back was quite red and sore looking, a few spots even appeared black from bruising. So far small spike-like formations jutting from her skin along each shoulder blade, where most of the bruising was to be found. As Kieri ever so lightly touched one of the spikes, Neri let out a soft whimper. 

"You are right on that one, Leras... And from the looks of it, she is going to be growing her wings for quite a time at this rate. I've never seen them be so refused before like this on anyone!" Kieri lets out a soft groan, pulling his hand away from her back quickly to rub at the side of his head. "I don't think my hundred year mark was such a bad idea, now." He merely mutters, just shaking his head a bit with a frown. A frown really did not look good on Kieri's face, especially with his features. His wing fluttered slightly as he pushed himself up, dusting off his long coat. "But lets keep your hair up, Neri. Otherwise you are really going to regret it." And with that, Kieri leans over to help fix the poor girls insanely long hair from touching her back. 

Neri merely continued to sit upon the grass, letting out a soft grumble as she lightly moves her shoulders with a wince. It really hurt, she couldn't even move her arms all the way now. She was quite sure something was trying to stab its way through her skin, having little luck in doing so too. Kieri was rather careful as he moved about to gather her mess of pale blonde locks of hair into a bundle. She hardly noticed, even as he tied the loose locks together with something. She muttered her thanks, hearing the angel move away just before she managed to turn herself around to peer towards Cernos. There would be a somewhat blank look on her face for a few moments before she speaks.

"Hey, uhm... I am really sorry about your tongue." She mumbles out, narrowing her gaze as she just recalled what he had said a few moments ago. "And hey, I am -NOT- that short, dude!"