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[center][color=darkorange][h1]Xerxes Arvanitis[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Sky Lakes Medical Center.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Syleste Vos ([@Vicier]), Gage Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Cassandra Arvanitis, Connor Vos ([@Caits]), Zoé Flores ([@Vicier]), and any others in the room.[/sup][/color][/center]
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[color=darkorange]He hadn't quite expected the lack of response from the teenagers who, just a few moments ago, couldn't keep quiet for the life of them. He could feel it, though. He could feel the understanding, hidden somewhere behind the scent of terror and confusion. More than that, though, he could feel his daughter's gaze upon him once more and his resolve nearly broke. 

She looked so scared, but also hidden within her deep brown eyes was the look of hurt, of being betrayed... by him. Xerxes and Cassandra had always had such a close relationship - they never kept anything from each other. She would always come home from school and tell him about her day, about boys and hormones and about her friends whenever they didn't make smart decisions. He felt like he knew everything about her and she him except for the biggest part about him of all. He had kept the world of the supernatural from her - the only thing he had ever lied to her about. But now... now she was in it... he couldn't lie to her anymore. And the look she was giving him led him to believe that she had figured that much out on her own; that he knew something she didn't which only made her hurt expression tear through his heart like wet tissue paper even more painful.

He could lose her for this...

Seeming to debate with himself for a few moments as to whether or not he wanted to say anything, Xerxes exchanged glances with Zoé before shifting, delicately handing Syleste over to Gage. He had made up his mind. And he was terrified about it.

"Keep her just... there..." Xerxes said, laying Syleste in Gage's arms in such a way that wouldn't put too much strain on her open wounds that would cause for her to bleed out. "No quick movements, I'll tend to her personally after all of this." He was speaking directly to the boy, as though it were a private conversation. But the room had gone so deathly quiet, he felt as though his calm, soft voice was shouting, or echoing off the walls. No longer seeing a point for Syleste to thrash about now that she was in his care, he lifted the slight emotional control he had on her.[/color]

[color=limegreen]"So. If I'm a werewolf, that makes you a... Weredingo."[/color]

[Color=darkorange]Xerxes looked to Connor, watching him for a moment as he tried to make sense of everything about him and of the girl he was holding so tightly in his arms. He knew it was really only meant for the comment to be directed towards her, but he spoke up with a clear, confident voice that betrayed the roil of emotions he was feeling on the inside.

"Yes." He nodded before continuing. "Werewolves, Weredingos... Sirens even." He paused before looking back down at his daughter, hugging him tightly and just wanting everything to end. He nearly choked on his Adam's apple. Was she even capable of hating him after all of this was all said and done? Shaking his head of the thought, Xerxes gently moved his daughter away from his side enough for him to be able to take off his doctors lab coat and draped it over her shoulders. She was a Werewolf now, sure, and probably didn't need the extra warmth despite what she was wearing. He just hoped it would serve as some amount of comfort to her.

"Klamath Falls has always drawn the supernatural to it; species of all kinds. What Zoé is telling you is the truth. That was no ordinary wolf that attacked you all, but a Werewolf. Zoé is the alpha of her pack. By bringing you all here, she has claimed you all as her own, despite another being the one to turn you... and..."

Xerxes had crossed back over to Gage and Syleste, stripping himself free from his regular jacket and laid it over the top of the frail girl, giving her a soft, almost fatherly look before turning around to face his daughter and slowly approached her. Meeting his eyes with hers, he was quiet for a few moments, trying to get a read from her as to how she would react to what he was about to do.

"I love you, Cassie. And I'll always protect you..." He stooped down slightly to kiss her brow, taking one of his hands to cradle the back of her head before reluctantly pulling away and took a few steps back from her to where the room was the most open. "The supernatural is everywhere..." He slipped out of his shirt, not wanting to ruin it and bunched it up in his hands. Still keeping his eyes on his daughter, he hesitated just a fraction longer. "Forgive me."

There was a second of silence, and then a quick tearing sound that was quickly overpowered by a loud [i]thwoop[/i]. A pair of large, golden wings emerged from his body, thick bone-like appendages sprouting from between his shoulder blades extending out to the wings on either side of him. They extended fully for a moment, stretching out to their full length that took up nearly the entire space before he settled them back down to rest against his back, the light sound of feathers brushing up against each other the only thing that could be heard through the dead silence.

"You used to call me your guardian angel when you were little... I've wanted to tell you a thousand times as to how right you were..."[/color]