Pyramids, Magic and Angels (fortidsemne) - Azrael

Eliyah had gotten up early this morning. To be fair, he got up early most mornings, especially in the summer because of the added warmth. It almost always woke him up earlier, the hotter it was. He had so far managed to sneak around without waking his brother up, even though their huge rooms in the gigantic palace were right next to each other. Maybe he was just good at being light on his feet because he was an angel? Who knew. In any case, his personal maid had already seen to taking care of his makeup and help him pick out the jewelery he was wearing now.

It was still weird, though. Whenever he looked at how their maids and help were treated, he couldn't help but feel some sort of pity. Why was that? It was their lot in life, was it not? Why else would they be here? It's not like they were really being forced, right? They could leave if they wanted to, couldn't they? The angel was still to young to truly grasp the concept of slavery, and that it was the very thing that was going on here - he was blind to it, but he still felt for them, though he didn't know where those weird thoughts came from just yet. So in the end, he just wound up treating them a lot nicer than, for example, their mom did.

He had been thinking a while as to how he would wake Azrael up today - and what they should do, of course. Hmm.... Yes, yes of course! Grinning softly to himself, Eliyah tiptoed into Azrael's room, and over next to his bed. Ever so gently, carefully, he unfurled his white and blue wings, leaning in over him and letting just the tip of one of the wings, the very tip of the feathers, ghost over his brother's skin at his sides and stomach. Yep, it was the tickle-awakening, today!

Azrael was in bed dreaming about the day him and Eliyah would rull Egypt side by side. Or maybe just Eliyah and Azrael could help him, that way Azrael could do what he wanted and never leave his brother's side...And why would he....it made no sense....they were forever....and no one not even mommy could keep them apart. He turned around in bed and rubbed some drool on his tiny stomach *mmm...immmm.....baaaaaath......later.....sleeeeeep mooooore....*

A soft content sigh left his lips as he rolled around in bed pulling the duvet off and letting the breeze cool his hot skin. He heard the door open and pitter patter of feet across the floor, before he felt the bed dip *go away Eli.....i wanna sleep....*he felt the tip of one of the wings, the very tip of the feathers, ghost over his skin at his sides and stomach. Azrael shot out of bed and kicked Eliyah on to the floor "im telling mom!! you so...so mean!! i hate you Eli!" he said before pouncing on his brother on the floor "one day imma....tell mommy that you are the one always getting in to trouble and not me....unless you give up and say im the best" he giggled and stated to tickle his little brothers sides.

Eheheheheh.... This would be so much fun, he just knew it! nothing was better than teasing his big bro - but maybe that was just because it was the easiest way to get his attention, and he really did love every moment he spent with Azrael. He couldn't imagine them to ever be apart - no, never, not in a thousand years! But luckily, at first, it didn't seem like his brother had notied anything of ims tiptoeing in there, nor him sitting odwn beside him in the mattress. But as soon as he'd started tickling him, he suddenly sprung up, causing a surprised yelp that turned into a loud laughter, to emit from Eliyah as he was kicked out of the bed, landing on his ass on the cool marble floor.

"I'm not mean! You're a meanie! And it's morning! Wakey wakey! I got an amazing idea, just you wait and see!!" he chuckled, but then pouted at his brother's next words. "Noo! No you're not! Don't be a tattle tale! I never get into trouble!" that was an outright lie, and he knew it, proven in his grin before he stuck out his tongue at Azrael. That only lasted until the witches' hands found Eliyah's sides, though - making him scream out with laughter, wriggling and writhing to try and get away from his brother's tickling fingers. But as Azrael was almost double Eliyah's age, there really was no way he could just push him off, though he tried to see if flailing with his wings worked. it didn't, though, so instead he quickly pulled them back again, so he at least wouldn't harm them while they were tumbling around like this. "Alright, alright! You're the best! And you'll be the best Pharaoh ever! Let goooo!"'

The second Eliyah landed on the floor Azrael jumped him "im not a meanie! and i wanna sleep allllll day!.....i don't trust you Eli..." he said grinning an evil grin when he saw his brothers pouting face "then i wont tell mommy...i will just tell daddy!! and you know how he hates us waking him up!...or well you....don't lie! you always blame me for everything you do!". Azrael looked down at him when he stuck his tongue out, his stupid grin was only ther for a second before the witches' hands found Eliyah's sides, though - making him scream out with laughter, wriggling and writhing to try and get away from his brother's tickling fingers. But as Azrael was almost double Eliyah's age, there really was no way he could just push him off.

Azrael looked at Eliyah's wings pouting "no wings that's cheating!" he giggled and pinched his brothers cheeks"thanks....but can't you be the Pharaoh...then i can do whatever i want....that or i can be your god...." he said smiling before his eyes lit up when an idea came to him "we can both be Pharaoh! and we can rule together!" the idea existing him"come on get up....show me whatever it was...but....if i get into trouble....you will be sorry"he held out his hand waiting for his brother to take it.

A small,surprised noise left Eliyah when suddenly his brother was upon him, but the pout stayed, those biiiig brown eyes looking up at his big brother in a silent plea for mercy, which he obviously wasn't falling for, seeing as he soon had Eliyah writhing and screaming with laughter beneath him, though the wing flailing was soon given up, and he pulled them back in just as Azrael complained about them being cheating. "No they're noot! They're just there! It's not cheating when they've always been there!!" and Azrael got an even bigger pout from his little brother, now.

That was, of course, before the witch pinched the angel's cheeks, making him bite out after one of his hands in return - he really, really hated when he did that! He was not some tiny baby or something! Hmpf! He was six whole years old, thank you very much! "Meh... I don't want to be pharaoh. Dad looks so sad sometimes. I don't want that." he sighed. But his face lit up again when his brother suggested they rule together. "Ooh! Yeah! That'd be awesome!" he agreed, a bright grin on his lips, before he got back up when Azrael finally climbed off of him again. He brushed some dirt off of the white skirt, and turned to face Azrael.

"Alright, alright, but it won't come to that, don't worry!" he said with a snicker that promised anything but what he'd just said, before he took his brother's hand and led him outside, down corridors. In these wee hours of the morning there weren't many people about except for a few servants or guards here and there, who pretty much let the boys do whatever they wanted, since - even as young as they were - they had a much more powerful position than any of them. Eventually Eliyah had let them to one of the smaller antechambers where a lot of fruit was stored, and no-one was around just yet.

"Alright, you know how we hate those two dudes that come over sometimes, right? They're here, and they're gonna look around or something after meeting with Dad, so he won't be with them. I was going to throw this at them," he said,picking up some oranges that were nearing being overripe, and putting them into a small sack that was in the room, too, used for transporting the fruits. "From like, you know, up very high! So they won't even know it's me! But I thought, hey, why do it alone when I can have my brother help, eh? You can carry more of them than I can!"

A small, surprised noise left Eliyah when suddenly his brother was upon him, but the pout stayed, those biiiig brown eyes looking up at his big brother in a silent plea for mercy, which he obviously wasn't going to get! the little cheater! no fair... he had wings and Azrael had none!! "yes they are!! and stop pouting!!" Azrael pouted and looked down at his little brother before sighing, and pinched the angel's cheeks, making him bite out after one of his hands in return - the little shit...."av!!! Eli! don't bite me....yeah...i don't wanna be like him and mommy......" he sighed. But his face lit up again when Eliyah said he wanted to rule together "good...i need you with me...."

Azrael looked at Eliyah and smiled as he started to talk about his 'plan'....one day Azrael was gonna say no to him...he just needed to find a way to do it...but right now he was gonna say yes because it sounded suuuuper fun! he helped Eliyah with picking up some oranges that were nearing being overripe, and putting them into a small sack that was in the room, "fine i will help...but if get into trouble!!! you better not run and leave me! like you always do!" he said poking Eliyah in the forehead

//sorry det lidt kort <3

"Nooo! They're just there! If I'm cheating, you are, too! With all that magic! I want that toooooo!" he complained, still pouting, completely ignoring his brother's 'order' to stop doing just that. A complaining whine left him when Azrael pinched his cheeks, just before he'd bit after him, at first grinning when he was told not to bite - but why stop, when it was the most effective thing to get his big brother to stop doing all that pinching? The grin faded, though. because, yeah, he didn't want to be like their parents, either. They always seemed to sad and serious at the same time, never having time for any real fun.

But just like Azrael, a smile lit up Eliyah's face again when he said that, of course, he'd rule with him - he'd love to. Then they could do whatever they wanted! Right? At least, childish optimism told him so - not knowing anything of the fate God himself had laid out before him.

Once they had gone to the other room and he had told Azrael of his plan, he looked at him while picking out the overripe fruits, to see his reaction. Luckily, it was a good one - he'd help him! This would be sooo much fun! "Of course, of course! Not this time, no, I swear!" he grinned and nodded, beginning to pack a second sack, this one for Azrael, which was why it had more fruit in it - the older witch could carry more than him, after all. "Alright, let's go!" he giggled, picking up his own sack of fruit and beginning to tip-toe through the halls, keeping to the walls to avoid the few guards from seeing them. Once they had gone around the side of the building, he turned to Azrael. "Alright, I can't carry the fruit AND you - you're biiig!" - he gave hisbrother a once-over. Being those years older, Azrael was both taller and heavier than Eliyah, after all.

"Sooo.. I'll get the fruit up there, then you, okay?" he didn't wait for an answer - he just grabbed his own bag of fruit, spread out his wings, and then flew up to the top of the building, placing it there. Then he fetched Azrael's bag - his arms strained a little, but his wings didn't - and got that up there, before he returned for Azrael. "Alright, uhmmm..... I think it's easiest if you just... y'know... hang on to me? I think I can fly you up there on your own..."

"Are too!!! and i never cheat!...you can't have it!! it's mine!!!" he all but pouted. A complaining whine left him when Azrael pinched his cheeks, just before he'd bit after him, at first grinning when he was told not to bite "stop it!! you have to do as i say Eli!!", his anger went out when he saw how the grin left his brothers face, but it was gone soon after Azraels idea of them rulling as one...as it should be...because they loved one and other and ove beats aaaaall!!!

Once they had gone to the other room and he had told Azrael of his plan, he looked at him while picking out the overripe fruits, Azrael blinked at him and shock his tiny head "i will never speak to you again if you run away and i get all the blame....as aaalllways!" he said with a little serious face before helping his little brother with his plan...that was doomed to get Azrael in trouble...because Eli always flew away....the little shit....

They picking up the sacks of fruit and tip-toe through the halls, keeping to the walls to avoid the few guards from seeing them. Once outside the big problem was....well how were they gonna get al l the way up there? he looked at Eliyah with big eyes as he flew the saks up before coming back down, Azrael had a panicked look in his eyes...oh no...not this again...."buuuut Eliiiii! you almost droped me last time!!" he complained before taking a tiny step towards his little brother.

"Pfft, then don't complain about my wings! They're mine like you have your magic, you meanie!!" he said, sticking out his tongue at his big bro before they'd been off to get the fruit, and he brought it up to the top of the roof with, well, really not all that many problems. Now there was just the thing with getting his brother up there, too! That was going to be the big hurdle, surely... Seeing as he was taller and heavier.

"Nah, I'm not gonna run away," he said, with an innocent grin plastered all over his face. Fly away is more like it! Hah! You're only saying I can't RUN away! So you can't be mad at me when I fly away!!!! he thought to himself with a small chuckle. It was all about finding the small gaps ad utilizing them!

"Only almost! I didn't drop you! And my wings are stronger, now! See??" he flapped them a few times as if it demonstrated it properly. "So just hop onto me, I promise I won't drop youuu!" and those were the puppy eyes and pouty lips pointed right at his big bro, knowing he always had a hard time resisting just that. Hah.

Shhhh!! I am older than you! So what I say goes!! he said, pulling on his brothers hair, before they'd been off to get the fruit, and he brought it up to the top of the roof with. Azrael gulped, last time they did this Eliyah almost dropped him…and he broke his arm…the idea of him falling to his death was not really something he wanted to do today. That and if was hurt or did die he couldn’t see mother scold Eliyah…not that he found it funny nooooo nope neeever!

He looked at Eliyah and pursed his lips, and studied his innocent grin plastered all over his face. that means flying too! If you leave me! I swear on Anubis! You will be soooo sooorry! You can’t leave me! Never ever ever! he said pointing at his brother, before blinking at him in disbelief.

I broke my arm!!! I almost fell and broke my arm!...how strong? Because im telling mom if I get hurt! And I wont help you this time! he looked at his brothers flapping wings and big puppy eyes and pouty lips pointed and sighed *I am going to die….i will take him with me…* he hopped onto his back and help on for dear life

“That’s still just unfair… It’s not my fault I was born later than you!!!” Eliyah complained, pouting and whining at his brother when he got his hair pulled. But it was soon forgotten in favour of getting the fruit up on the roof, before he landed in front of his brother again and began trying to get him to go along with his plan - no way was he going to let him back out of it now! As if! Not when he already knew this much of the plan! In for a penny, in for a pound, definitely!! After all, if they got punished, Eliyah sure as hell wasn’t going to be the only one being punished! Azrael was, too, or it just wasn’t fair!

He ‘pfft’d and rolled his eyes when Azrael pointed out that he counted flying off, too. What a party pooper! Wasn’t there a saying something like… Like… Every… What the hell was it again… Every man for… Themselves? Yeah, yeah that was it! Pfft! Didn’t his stupid brother know that?! When the jig was up, it was always every man for himself! That was a rule or something! “Alright alright!” he still said, though with one hand on his back, fingers crossed. Hah!

“And yeah, don’t worry, they really ARE stronger! I’ve been flying a lot more!” he grinned. He knew his brother had sometimes complained that he couldn’t find him… Well, that was because Eliyah had often snuck out of the palace, to a more remote place where people wouldn’t just see him flying around, and then practiced his flying out there. “I’m not gonna drop you, c’mon, give me some credit!” and there was another pout, before a bright grin when Azrael climbed onto his back. He took a hold around Azrael’s legs for added stability, and then, with one great flap of his wings, they were up in the air. It wasn’t the smoothest flight, but it was definitely way better than the last time, the wing muscles a lot stronger, more developed than they had been. It was a shaky landing as well, up on the roof, but they both managed to get up there in one piece.

Well…it sucks to be you… Azrael smiled before his face became skeptic *if that little shit leaves me one more time…im going to kill him…like really kill him….and then bring him back as a undead…yea…gooooood plan….lets call it plan B….*. Azraels eyes never left his brothers, looking for any indication that he was gonna just up and run the second he smelt trouble uhg fine…i…trust you….little shit…. he grinned.

He just nodded, hopefully all his hours of training or whatever he called it had worked out….more or less I wont give you anything before you get me up there without dropping me… and stop pouting….your not a baby. He climbed up on Eliyahs back and a tiny jolt of fear went through him, when he felt hands take a hold around Azrael’s legs for added stability, and then, with one great flap of his wings, they were up in the air. It wasn’t the smoothest flight, but it was definitely way better than the last time, Azrael had not fallen to his death yet so that was very good.

He sighed in relief the second they landed and jumped off so just be sure…you are gonne fly me down again right?

Eliyah huffed and rolled his eyes, after Azrael had seemingly taken his lie for being a truth this time around. But he did manage to get them up on the roof, rather smoothly compared to the other times he'd carried his big brother. Surely, with the years, it'd get to be no problem for him to carry his brother like this. He was going to make him love flying, he was sure of it! You felt so free and careless up in the sky, so why wouldn't Azrael get to feel like that, too, once he got rid of that stupid fear of it, right? Right!

Therefore, he was grinning proudly at his brother when they'd landed, and he had climbed off of his back. "See, no problem! And sure, sure, of course I'll get ya back down! I wouldn't just leave you stranded up here, that'd be evil of me! And have you looked at me, huh?" he pointed to the white wings with a smirk on his face. "They wouldn't be white if I was!" at leas the knew that much about angels, that you were pure, at least to God's eyes, as long as they stayed like that! Well, his weren't entirely white, they had light blue edges, which he didn't really know why, but maybe some angels just had something like that? Anyway, they'd always been like that, and he thought it was so pretty, anyway! Giggling, he went over to where he'd put the fruit, and began unpacking it, getting it ready to throw in the stupid men's faces.

Eliyah was grinning proudly at Azrael when they'd landed, and he had climbed off of his back. oooooh goooood for you! and just because you have wings doesn't mean you can't be evil.. he said looking at his brother with a sceptical look.

He started giggling as he followed his brother over to they had put the fruit, and began unpacking it, getting it ready to throw in the stupid men's faces. This was gonna be the best DAY EVER! as long as Eliyah wasn't a little shit and left Azzy to clean up after them...again...maybe he shouldn't trust his brother this much....or maybe he should teach him a lesson if he left Azzy again! like seriously it was so unfair! just because he was the oldest and heir to the throne, everything was his fault and Eli could do anything he wanted...stupid little brother.

Azrael looked at his brother and nodded here they come....are you ready? he asked before tipping the rotten fruit down on to their ugly faces.

//blev sku lidt kort <3

Eliyah just chuckled and then stuck out his tongue at Azrael. Of course he wasn't evil! Like, seriously, why else would his wings still be white? Anyway, soon they had unpacked the fruit, and were getting ready to throw it down at the men the second they exited the palace.

He grinned and nodded to his brother's words, and at the same time as Azzy, he dropped down the fruit onto their faces as they exited the building, holding a hand over his mouth to make sure his laugh wasn't way too loud as he was trying to contain his glee at seeing the men splutter as the overripe fruit burst and soaked their hair and clothes. The moment the men turned to look, Eliyah quickly stepped back so they couldn't see him... But they saw the top of Azzy's head, as he was still taller than him.

"Azrael!" that was their father's voice, as he came running outside to the men, with slaves right behind him carrying cloth to dry them off with. "You get down here right this instant! And if your brother's there, bring him, too!" Eliyah was just about to take off on his own, when he heard that... But goddammit, he made a promise, after all! "Come on!" he quickly whispered, grabbing Azrael and dragging him with him a bit further into the roof, to where neithe rof them could be seen, before he unfurled his wings again and lifted up Azrael to fly off, back behind the palace so that nobody would see him flying. Even their parents didn't know he could fly, after all... So better make sure nobody else saw those wings of his, either. Anyway, he got them safely down on the ground, even if the landing was a bit rough.

He grinned and nodded to his brother, he slowly walked over to the ledge and dropped the fruit onto their faces as they exited the building, a tiny giggle fell from his lips, when he saw the men splutter as the overripe fruit burst and soaked their hair and clothes. They looked so stupid! but Azraels happy face turn to one of anger when Eliyah quickly stepped back so they couldn't see him... But they saw the top of Azzy's head, as he was still taller than him. That little shit!

Azraels anger had to wait when he heard his fathers voice, oh no...this was bad...this was very bad, very not good! he looked at Eliyah with big angry eyes...he was going to leave him! but he promised!!! "Come on!" Eliyah quickly whispered, grabbing Azrael and dragging him with him a bit further into the roof, Azrael jumped up on his back and flew off. thanks....for not leaving me behind...you are the best brother ever...sooo umm where are we going? a tiny gasp left his lips when the ground got closer a bit to fast.

He looked around a bit confused Eli....ummm where are we?? Are we lost? Again!! Eli!!

Eliyah had been having so much fun just looking at their damn faces once the fruit had been splattered all over them, really, it was one of the best things he'd ever seen! But the joy was wiped away as his face went white as a sheet, when he heard their father bellow at them, right before he offered Azrael a way back down, and flew them both back behind the palace, to an abandoned alleyway there, where nobody would see them.

"Oh, just somewhere they won't look for us!" he had reassured his big brother before they landed in a small sandbank, a bit harsher than Eliyah had aimed for, but he'd been hurrying a bit too much and not taken the wind strength into account before he landed.

"Nonono, we're not lost! Just keep quiet, okay?!" he then said, trying to shush Asrael, as he pulled his wings back in, and went to peek around the corner, smiling as he recognized the small plaza this alley led out into. "See, we're not lost, we're just behind the temple plaza!"

Says you! What If they find us! We will be in so much trouble…and mum and dad will be so mad…at me…because thy always blame me…. he said before they landed in a small sandbank, the landing was in Azrael’s opinion a bit too harsh.

You can’t tell me what to do! Im the older brother! I…hmmmm….. it’s not fair… but fine, I will do as you say…for now.. he grumbled, as his eyes court Eliyah pull his wings back in, and went to peek around the corner. Azrael just sighed so not fair…I want wings to, not just stupid magic..he always gets the best things…. He looked at his brother, and raised an eyebrow at his words but…mommy says we can’t be here..this is too close to where they live… he said and looked around, to make sure that nobody could see or hear them.

It was not safe, they needed to get back before somebody saw them…or worse, it’s not that he didn’t like the…slaves….it’s just that he didn’t trust them…they were slaves…what did they know…and mommy always said they couldn’t be friends with them, and mustn’t talk to them…and mommy was scary…so if she said so, it had to be true. Eliyah…we need too leave…

"Nonsense, why should we get in trouble for being back here?" he simply asked, as he dusted himself off and retracted his wings, before carefully sneaking around a building and looking out around the corner of it, seeing soe of the slaves coming back from the fields they worked in... Several of them seemed like they could barely walk, and had to have their spouses help them back into their homes. Watching that tugged at Eliyah's heartstrings, and he furrowed his brows slightly in concern for them. He didn't know why he felt so much for and with them, but he just... He had a sense that it was wrong, that nobody should work that hard while his family and other families just lived in all this luxury...

"... I know she says that, but I think mum doesn't quite know what she's talking about, either," he muttered, still watching the slaves go about their daily business. He knew all of the others didn't see the same problem he did, but... He didn't know whether it was them, or himself, that was wrong with this. He just didn't like to see all that suffering. "I mean... It can't be dangerous for us to be here, can it? They all look so sad... Like they need help." Azrael was the only person who, so far, knew that he didn't treat their slaves the way everybody else did. That usually, he'd rather go fetch things himself than ask a slave to pour him another glass or bring him more food. But only when mum and dad weren't watching, though.

"Nonsense, why should we get in trouble for being back here?" he simply asked, as he dusted himself off and retracted his wings, Azrael just looked at his little brother as if he just sprouted an additional head! but mom won’t like it! We are going to get grounded for like a million years!!! he whisper shouted as his arms were flying around dramatically. but…mom always knows what best…shes our mom…she won’t hurt people for no reason…moms don’t do that he muttered, his eyes following his brothers, Eliyah had to big of a heart…thinking everybody’s problems were his to fix.

."I mean... It can't be dangerous for us to be here, can it? They all look so sad... Like they need help." He gave his brother a skeptical look and gave him a tiny nod fine but first sign of trouble we leave okay? Mom and dad will kill me if anything happens to you he said smiling and took a hold of his brothers hand but first…we need some new cloths…I don’t think running around dressed like this will be the best plan, Azrael looked around the corner of the house they were hiding behind before turning to look at his brother.

"I don't care if mom won't like it!" Eliyah suddenly brust out, pouting at his big brother. "It's just... Just... It's not right." he then muttered, lowering his gaze before looking back on the poor slaves. "... They shouldn't work like that for us to just... Go about without any worries in life." he sighed, suddenly sounding much wiser than his actual age would suggest him to be, just an inkling of the pure angel he was, shining through very brightly in that one moment. "I... Yes she's our mum, but... I... Why can't she see it?" he really didn't get it, how their mother could just turn the other cheek, or their father. How they could just let people suffer like this.

A bright smile lit up his face again when Azrael agreed that they could stay for a bit longer, though. "Ah. Right." he then said, looking down at the pristinely white skirts they wore, all the golden jewellery... Before nodding to himself, as he took off all the jewellery and stuffed it into the small kind of 'pocket' that was sown into the inside of the skirts, mainly meant for money and the likes, before he bent down to take some dirt and rub it on the white clothes to make it appear more filthy and ragged, more along the lines of what some of the slaves wore. "You think this will work?" he then asked, as he trusted his brother's opinion.

Azrael looked at his little brother in shock at his sudden outburst, Eliyah never got like this...why was he so mad. Azrael sighed don't let mom hear you say any of that...she would get mad at you and then i would have to protect you and then i would get in trouble... but how about this...when we rull we will try and make it better? right...for as the pharao i am the sun and moon and my will is the will of the gods...so we can help people right? he said with a small smile at his little brother.
And she might be mom...but mom...is super scary...and she won't see it if she doesn't want to he sais giving Eliyah's shoulder a squeeze

A bright smile lit up his face again when Azrael agreed that they could stay for a bit longer, though. Azrael learned long ago that saying no to Eliyah was never fun...he was such a crybaby and would just make a stupid face than then Azrael would feel like the bad guy for saying no...and yeah....so saying yes was the best option. Azrael giggled as he watched Eliyah suff his pockets with his things and rub dirt all over his clothes, he shook his head doing the same. "You think this will work?" Eliyah then asked, as he trusted Azrael's opinion. Yes there is just one thing missing he said and though some mud in Eliyah's face

Eliyah huffed a little and looked down at his feet. yes, an outburst like this was very unusual, as he usually kept quiet and calm. He didn't know why, but with this... He just couldn't let that issue go. He didn't know, and would never know, how their mother could just decide to ignore this. Decide to turn the other cheek to all this... All this suffering that was going on. But he nodded to what Azrael said. Yea, when they got to rule, they'd make different rules. Better rules for everybody. Nobody would have to suffer anymore. True, mother was scary... But it felt wrong to just do nothing, too.

Once he was done with rubbing dirt in his clothes and looked up at Azrael for approval, though - he got just that handful of mud square in his face. Coughing and spluttering a bit as he wiped just enough away to open his eyes and mouth again, he pouted at Azrael and pushed just a little bit at him "Veeery funny!" and then he stuck out his tongue at him, before throwing one right back. "There, now you look the part, too!"

I am very funny why do th! before he could finish his sentence Eliyah had covered Azreal’s face in mud, You little!.....Eli! uhg I always look better than you…come on lets go…there must be happening something around here he said rubbing his face before taking his little brothers hand leading him out of the dimly lit alleyway and out into the sun. Azrael sucked in a breath when a wave of heat and sand hit him in the face, he spat the bits of sand out of his mouth and looked around. He stopped up shaking his head when he saw how dirty and smelly and unhappy everybody looked.

Eliyah…are you sure we are in the right place…everyone here looks so sad…that can’t be right…mommy and daddy always said that they were happy…but they all look so sad…I don’t like this… he said looking down at his feet as a uneasy feeling grow in his tummy. His grip on his little brothers hand grew tighter as he maneuvered them through the masses of slaves that were walking either in to their tiny homes or out into the fields to work. Azrael felt like somebody was looking at them everywhere he looked.

Eli sniggered a little, seeing all the mud in his brother's face, but well, turnabout was fair play, after all! You got what you gave other people, hahahah. It was well deserved after he'd put mud in Eliyah's own face. He didn't mind Azrael taking his hand, but he was still pretty much the one leading the two of them around, but that was mostly because he'd been here many times before - when the others hadn't been able to find him, he'd often been here, and just lied about hiding someplace in the castle instead.

"Yes, I'm sure... Mom and dad are just stupid..." he muttered, looking around at everyone. "They just don't really look, I think. They should... They've always looked like this... Every time I've come down here.. You should see their faces when I've brought food for them. They always look so happy when I do that!"