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Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
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Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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Yay drama and tension! The feellllssss
Path stayed silent throughout, watching Edge run off from the corner at his eye. Dimly in the back of his mind, he wondered if he had made a mistake. Going soft...having Edge as his mate....gaze sliding over to Sleipnir and Skylark as they clung to each other, perhaps they were a mistake too. What had he asked of Edge in the first few weeks they met? Right, to end his life because ultimatly his biggest his mistake was trying to survive only to save a not so human human, end up letting a unforeseen pregnancy get to him and ending up here. Was he truly that weak as Edge believed? He missed the days before Edge had started looking into his past, when all he had was a curious bouncy human who liked to annoy him with questions, the fond though unable to bring about a smile, now ever since he had found about his Hydra heritage, his bouncy lovable human could switch with terrifying velocity to....someone he never knew. Someone who called him weak...and perhaps it was true, but....

In the end, who had been the one to birth their children without any help from the other? And before that Path had survived on this earth longer than the human had. Would the boy have even survived his first few seconds on earth if the dragon hadnt intervened and saved his life, sheltered him...helped him get here. He wasnt...weak, but Edge had a point still. He had been spoilt, protected too much by his mother and thus hadnt been able to protect her...watched her waste away for him...his gaze slid back upon the twins. He didnt want them to relive such a thing, didn't want them scarred and alone...a repeat of history. He couldn't let them be weak either, not the way he had been. Even if it meant pulling them away from this shelter...

He took a breath and walked to their bedside, sitting at the edge of it and reaching out to stroke them both, "Hey, Daddy is just gone for a little while, but in that time, we're taking a little trip okay? So rest for now and dream easy..." He muttered tucking them both in. Sleipnir held on tightly to Skylark, a whole range of confusing feelings swirling in his head. He didnt understand why Daddy was shouting at Father...was Father bad? But he was so nice now....confused, he questioned Skylarkthough he doubted his brother would know the answer either. In the end, he fell into a dreamless sleep.

Path watched over them both, stroking their heads gently and combing through their hair, whispering nursey rhymes from his mother. Even if Path knew the new passwords for the vault, his mind was made up. Because in the end, ultimately Edge held the key to the vaults and he could lock them whenever he chose, out of spite or fear...Path didnt want them dependant in the limited supply, didnt want them to end up like him now...he wondered if they would make it, but....it was in his name wasnt it? Relinqueretur. The survivor....not Path...Relin....he was destined for this...

Beneath the earth, they shook and quivered in their slumber, they knew the voice of their kind. They had foreseen, planned and waited. War was coming.
He gently rocked Skylark back and forth, whispering sweet little words to him. One hand on his small back, under his wings, "Heh, you'll be just as handsome if not more when you're all grown up, now..just continue being cute.." He gently poked his nose, smiling gently at Skylark as he fell asleep. So young and brilliant, he coukd see Edge's bright mind here and already he could imagine the both of them in Edge's lab together discussing some technical jargon he would never understand. "Go to sleep and dream of dreams..." He murmured pressing a kiss to his forehead as he closed his eyes, then he wrapped him up in his arms and gestured for Edge to carry Sleipnir to the bedroom.

Sleipnir giggled, flaiiling his arms. Radiating 'Happy' at having his Daddy play with him. Hearing Daddy say he loved him, he woukd never get tired of it no matter how many tines it was said. Laughing loudly as he was tickled, wings fluttering excitedly. Eventually, he calmed down as Edge held him close, rocking him. The gentle lulling motion made him sleepy, reminded of when Edge had to roll their eggs to move them around. Warm...safe... he sighed, pressing another kiss to Edge's cheek before he settled down and fell asleep. Path brought the twins to their bedroom, they could both sleep in their bed for the time being. Skeipnir turned over to hug Skylark, still connected to him subconsciously.

Path smiled watching their offspring sleep. He wanted to curl up next to them and keep them warm and protect them. He would have had Edge not called him. The smile fading away when he spoke, Path looked away, "..Let's forget it. ." He muttered softly, rubbing his arm. He didnt want to discuss it, ever. He had...experienced a lot of things in that single week, more unpleasant than kind. Most had already faded off into a milk white ness, willing himself to forget it all again. He didnt need it. His frown deepened at Edge's strong words, turning away, "Edge.., im tired, lets...talk about it another time....okay?"
Hmm, throwing in some emotional questioning are you?
Path drew back his arms as Edge shouted and suddenly there was a deep sense of dread that gripped his heart. No he didnt want to be controlled again. He would have growled and fought back if he wasn't so weak and his throat so dry from the toxins above. Afterva moment of thought and he also didnt want to scare Sleipnir and Skylark. So he just stared up at Edge, diSkylarkeyes meeting fiery violet ones. He tensed, readied for nothing until the dagger was gone from Edge's eyes and he was once again held close and spoken too softly. It was relieving to knie though that Edge was being protective and not cruel when he had snapped at Path. Perhaps the both of them had yet to recognise the other as a mate....

Letting Edge clean him, he held out his arms again, towards the crawling Skylark, taking his child ia tight embrace. Smoothing back his ruffled hair, Path managed a small smike as Skylark rambled, "Yes...Yes, Daddy gas a beautiful voice," He croaked, throat still dry. Then tucked Skylark's head under his chin rocking him gently "And I love you so very much Skylark, you and your pretty little eyes from Daddy. " He mumbled cheerfully.

Sleipnir was more wary than his twin, feeling apprehensive towards the dirty man who made Daddy shout. As the blindfold was removed, he found that the man was cleaner but chose to cling to Daddy when his twin advanced. Even when Path took notice and stretched out a hand, having to coax Sleipnir into it, the infant had to literally been pushed by Daddy before he accepted the hand. Path curled his hand against Sleipnir's soft cheeks and in a quiet whisper, Sleipnir greets, "Mommy." Feeling 'home" wash over him. Mommy's touch familiar but not as warm as Daddy's.

"Father loves you too Sleipnir very much..." Path said smilingly, leaning against Edge, sleep washing over him oncemore but he struggled not to fall. Watching Sleipnir crawl back to Edge's lap while he rocked Skylark.
He pouted,in his thoughts at least, otherwise his face remained buried against Daddy's shoulder. Clutching tightly onto Edge, tail around his arm. All too happy to be held tighter in Daddy's warm arms. He wished Daddy would tell them a story now in that sweet storyteller's voice of his. He tried to convey he wanted a ''story" to Edge, but the feeling fell flat against Edge's panicked state of mind. Sleipnir didn't understand this new emotion at 'distress' or how it had come about.

As Edge kneeled, Sleipnir turned to look at their new surroundings , able to look around comfortably without the harsh lights. His eyes fell upon another, one he might have once labeled as "Mommy'', but wouldn't be able to tell now through all the grime and dirt. Looking away from dim golden eyes, he was glad when Daddy covered his eyes, only wishing Daddy could stop that horrible musty smell of dirt, sweat and blood that made him wrinkle his little nose up and hide his face further. He wasn't afraid though of the darkness or the dirty creature because he was still enveloped in Daddy's warm arms, 'safe'.

Path didn't respond immediately to Edge, laying limp on the ground staring blankly at the floor. It wasn't until Edge kissed him did he start to suck up air greedily. A trembling hand a Edge's cheek to keep him from moving away as they parted lips. Path stared up at his beloved mate, almost ignorant of the two children clinging to him. Tears prickled in his eyes, the first emotion those golden orbs had shown since he got back. His voice wavered as he spoke, "Edge... I can hear them. They're still here. I need to -.. I need to find -"He was cut short coughing, trying to replace the toxic air of the surface in his lungs. It was quite a violent cough and when he was done, he simply lay there chest rising and falling unevenly. His eyes slid back to Edge and there was a sudden pause of surprise, before he reached up with trembled arms, ''Skylark... Sleipnir..."
Sleipnir squirmed in Edge's arms, tail wrapping around his wrist for support. The excited movements of his wings kept throwing him off balance and he fisted a handful of Edge's shirt in his curious little hands, not really caring when his tiny sharp claws reduced the garment to strips. He kept his eyes trained on Edge, only squeezing them shut when he was kissed on his head. The gesture made a feeling of warmth spread through him and he reached up, seeking to replicate it, but he could get high enough to peck Edge's cheek. Leaning back into his embrace, he buried his head against Daddy's shoulder to escape the harsh lights. Trying to send back 'love' to Edge. The connection didn't work as well, but Sleipnir was sure he got the message through as he snuggled in the warmth of Daddy's arms. One bright violet eye peeking out to acknowledge his brother's presence as he spoke, flawless without a single stutter a mispronounced word. Dragons were so advanced for their age.

"More." His voice rose barely above a whisper as he clung to Daddy and tried to send him more love. He lord He loved Daddy more and he was sure of it. Watching as Skylark was brought closer to him. Curiously, he reached out towards the familiar stranger he had spent his first few weeks Conversing with. He realized skylark had the same pretty eyes as Daddy did. Such a thought was passed over clear and strongly, the mental connection having not waned even after they left their shells. Sleipnir could still use feelings to Communicate instead of words. Responding to the whisper with a pompous feely of 'I love Daddy more.' . They had yet to acknowledge Edge's distress.

Path Was gone near all day and night before he made a racket climbing back down the chute. His pale skin and white hair were mattered and obscured by grime and dirt. Filth was caked under his claws and a trickle of dried blood shore in his hair. Golden eyes dull. He collapsed.
Drama is my game. Play it or get sucked in, no one is safe!
Sleipnir excitedly pushed at the wall of his shell, working along the outlines he had made with his claw. Unlike his brother, he had no care for grace, only wanting to see his Daddy. The warmth that held him and the sweet voice that sung and told stories tirelessly to them at night. Somewhere in his mind, he registered a cracking sound as his brother broke free first. He began to push an harder at his Shell, spurred on by the images of 'Daddy' he received. After what felt like eons, the shell above him gave way, cracking in a jagged circle and resting atop his head, hanging down on his eyes. Unlike Skylark, his eyes were open, but hidden under the eggshell ad for a moment he wondered if outside his home was just as dark.

Already squealing, he took no notice of the cold as he enthusiastically excepted the warm arms coming to embrace and lift him up. He squirmed, shiny white tail flailing midair. A ringlet of deep black hair hung out from under the shell, but as it fell it revealed a thick shock of white hair streaked with black. Sleipnir looked as close to human as he could, pointed ears and eyes shut tights when he was overwhelmed by the sudden light above him. His black wings stretched and fluttered gently in excitement as he registered that it was Daddy holding him and that Daddy smelt like limes ( he had yet to know what those were). Buying his head against Edge's shoulder to escape the light, he soaked in the full warmth that he had only gotten brief glimpses of the past days. Ignoring the throbbing in his eyes, he forced then open to see Daddy.

Sleipnir stared up with deep violet eyes, flaked with gold. Arms outstretched and month opn in a less than toothless smile for Edge.
Mental in a way..--
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