Interlude for Gratitude

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie stepped from the caves. Before she grabbed David and Lilith, however, there was something she felt she needed to do. Not because she didn't trust Scene, but because it felt right for her to do so. Besides, there was no guarantee she would be able to break Atlas from the confines of the ARC to find Ouranos.

Such an old and incredibly powerful Titan... The blonde hoped his power was reminiscent of David's—differing in that if she spoke to the night sky he would hear.

And she would feel at least partly content that she had given gratitude in some form.

She stepped into plain view in the clearing before the cave and looked up to the clear slot of night sky.

"Ouranos..? If it was you that helped my sister...I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, I am deeply grateful. Thank you." She tilted her head and continued on with her quiet words. "You know there will be a battle tomorrow, between Hyperion and Kronos..? Please watch over the warriors on the field. They are your sons, daughters, wife, brothers, sisters, and friends..."

She didn't know if the mythology held up to what went on among these Titans. But she could hope that perhaps...some things were similar. The slender woman took a slow breath.

She had an Elder to drag to the Wall to meet with Gaia.

[David B.]

He turned, staring out the door. Words rushed through his ears, but still he stared at the woman who was speaking them. It was like slow motion for him. He was invisible to everyone around him. No energy, no signs of life...they would see nothing. Yet still...

He stared.

It was his first prayer in thousands of years. He hadn't heard anyone whisper into his ears since the ancient days, before the Gods became kings and senators. He would watch her for several seconds before turning and heading down the tunnels, his footsteps so light it was as though he were walking on air. Within moments he would be entering the boys room....and his body morphed, shifting himself into the form he kept for most the day.

"Grandpa cael...I'm sleepy. And...I'm hearing voices in my head again...about warriors and a big battle."

Old man Cael crouched, his bones aching with return to the old form he was used to.

"I know Toby. Me too. It's okay though, just get some sleep. In the morning...it will all be over."

Toby blinked, then yawned, eyelids going a little slack as his voice drifted into the "im sleepy" zone.

"You'll help her...right grandpa?"

Cael smiled.

"Of course Toby. Always."

/end thread?