Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2021 7:38:40 GMT -5
Antisense /Power Level: 30,000
Hazel stared down at the tiny figure before her, her heart feeling like it was swelling so much she couldn't breathe, Derry had definitely tried to help her understand what love was but in this moment she absolutely knew what it was as she picked up the cooing and chirping toddler, holding her tightly.
Yet she had gotten herself in quite the situation, it all started a few months ago. Hawthorne and Hazel had been at odds with Hawthorne's aggressive behavior towards Derry, Hawthorne only finally backing down as Hazel threatened her to leave him alone proclaiming him as her mate, to completely protect him from Hawthorne's possible wrath. Although it was after that Hazel couldn't stop thinking about Derry even with him, just always wanted to be with him when possible.
Then came the fatigue, she couldn't be sure what was happening and why she was so tired, after much discomfort she finally went to sleep into the healing pool where she woke up cradling a leather-like sack. It wasn't until she come out of the water that she realized what she was holding. She had an egg… part of her expected to be unaffected, even thinking of tossing it aside, at this point it was no more than just a giant chicken egg just yolk but… her heart felt wretched from just the thought. She sat down on the cool tile floor covered in green fauna cradling the leather like egg and staring at it as she decided to keep it.
From here on out for several months she would try to tell Derry about what happened, but everytime she would return to HQ she would feel so tired just wanting to cuddle and stay close to her mate sleeping around him often, but it was equally difficult to try to tell him about it after waking up as a sense of dread would come over her the longer she was away from her 'nest', causing her to leave fairly abruptly. Every month she grew more tired and frail, eventually asking not to be given any jobs except body disposal, even taking a break from her singing career.
Now she was here, opalescent blue eyes being met with tiny purple galaxy eyes from the small child she held, there was no more waiting, she had to tell Derry. She informed Hawthorne of their departure to the city after she greeted her new niece with a soft growl and click of her tongue, placing her forehead on the tiny child's forehead. Hazel had planned to call forth a driver to take her into the city, but with the pink haired in her arms she wanted more time. With an impressive unfurling of massive wings from her hips, she opted to take a leisurely flight with her daughter.
Hazel landed in front of the HQ, rebuilt many months ago looking fresh and new still. She wore a malleable black buster over a long black dress, off the shoulders with a split up her left hip where the child sat dressed in a loose cream peasant style dress, her silver iridescent scaled tail hanging out the bottom of the dress. Hazel chewed on her lip a little bit as she looked up at the building before walking in as she milled on how to tell him the surely startling news. Was she really nervous? No she couldn't be. It was just Derry, a simple human, she had no reason to fear him….. maybe it wasn't fear that caused this nervousness.
With a distressed sigh she walked to her room, here at HQ, she set Magnolia on the couch while gently caressing the child's face, "I'll be right back, love," she didn't leave right away hesitating to let go and leave her child for even a moment. Once she exited the room she started waving over a goon, "Hey, make sure no one, and I mean NO ONE, goes in there till I get back," cheating got up into the face of the goon as her own face began to split up from her mouth emphasizing her seriousness to him. After that was established, Hazel was going to go to Derry when one of the others pulled her away from her task momentarily distracting her.
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It was quiet for a few minutes but then chirping could be heard from the room, very strange loud chirping not quite bird-like. After many minutes the guard finally broke, too curious to ignore the sound any longer propping open the door to peek in; he realized it was empty causing him to open the door further not noticing the very small figure running from behind the door past his legs and into the Hall.
The small Magnolia could smell a familiar scent in the building but had no face to the smell, all the little knew was that it was the same scent from the nest. Once she made her great escape, she pitter-pattered down the hallway with her little tail dragging on the floor behind her. Eventually leading her to a room where the scent was the strongest, to her child-like logic this meant her nest/safe place was close. She ran into the room to find more big figures, A big pink haired male sitting at a desk while talking to someone standing on the other side of the desk. She momentarily stopped and stared at the pink-haired one for a really long time before running to Derry's legs and trying to crawl into his lap.
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Hazel returned to the room momentarily after her distraction to check on Magnolia before talking to Derry, she waved at the goon who gave her a slightly confused look probably wondering why he was standing at the door of an empty room, but would quickly realize he probably fucked up. Hazel was getting increasingly anxious as she couldn't find her little one, lifting up couch cushions and throwing them across the room in her frustration before letting out an aggravated roar that reverberated through the building, she came out of the room swinging her tail at the goon launching him across the hall, "WHERE IS SHE?" She screamed in a voice shifting between feminine and demonic, yet she would get no answers from the, now, unconscious goon.
After a moment she caught her child's scent, now making a beeline for Derry's office, within seconds her hands were slapped onto the door frame of his office gripping it tightly as cracks appeared where her nails dug into the drywall and wood, her face splitting and baring her teeth from her anger and fear, "W̸͍̪͊ḧ̸̹͜͝e̶̙̋r̵̛̻e̷͍͠ ̸͓̼̽͝i̴̝̓ͅs̵̨͊̄ ̸̤̑m̵̤͚̈́ỳ̸͇͇ - my……." Her demonic voice gave way to her normal tone as she looked a bit shocked but relieved.
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