RP:Muraski v Raziel Brawl

Background

After Muraski and Raziel chat with Valentin they head back to the shop. The previous day Raziel had accidently let her angered side show its ugly face, only a little, but Muraski could see it. So he decides to force it out of her, without telling her he was going to, and she ends up brawling with him and fairly losing. However, after her moment of insanity they both come to realize she's bleeding from a wound upon her hand which had opened during the fight, and Muraski realizes that he hadn't eaten all day, causing him to lose it. After all is said and done, they had both cared for eachother, and soon would be talking of more frivilous things as if nothing had ever happened.

A Fur Coat

Muraski moved back towards the shop, entered through the door and into the back room where Aeonis still slept. He turned towards the female, "Child, your worthless pain in the ass of a male is still asleep.. Is he even going to do an ounce of work or continue to laze about in my shop, upon my bed, and pester me with his inferiority of manhood?" He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Worthless garbage."

Raziel pauses at the door and says, a bit meekly, "Mura... Don't say that. He's been having a hard time controlling his feral side... He just needs some rest... But, we can move him from the bed, if you want." she walks further into the shop, closing the door behind her. Kraar would be standing atop the cash register and caw a hello to Raziel. "Not like he planned to be cut down his side, after all."

Muraski sighed at the female, "You continue to protect him and yet he still has yet to show his worth to anyone yet, child. Explain, what has he actually done that makes himself useful? I have yet to see anything.." He shook his head, "He's naught but a disappointment."

Raziel turns towards Muraski, a hurt expression in her face, "He... He just needs a chance. I'm sure, once he's all healed, that he can hold his own just fine..." she still had the meek sound to her voice, but her fists would clenching rather hard, blood soaking through her left hand's bandages. It would seem as if she's holding back on whatever she wanted to say... Trying her hardest to control her words and actions. She loves Aeonis dearly, and is hating to hear these words... But, at the same time, they are coming from her 'father's' mouth, and she simply doesn't know what to do.

Muraski once again shook his head, "Where was he yesterday Raz? When the monster attacked you? Where was he, child, when I was after you? Where has he ever been whenever you've needed help? All he does is weigh down your heart, burden your mind, and trouble your soul.. Why can't you accept the fact Glitch, that he's worthless?"

Raziel turns her back to Muraski, though not too quickly lest it would seem suspicious. Her teeth would be bared/ clenched, and her eyes closed tightly in concentration... She wouldn't realize this but there is a window in front of her, and Mura might see her reflection through it. "He's -not- worthless! I love him, and you won't accept that!" she says, still holding back her true feelings although her voice would lightly waver. "He didn't know that monster attacked me, and he didn't know you would attack me... He didn't even know you were sired! Why can't you just give him another chance? You make it seem like he's a plague upon me... You make it seem like you don't want me near him!" for a split second her hair would bristle then return to normal. And she'd still be clenching her fists, blood covering the bandages now, but she didn't even seem to notice or care. She just continued to look like she was trying her hardest to hold back everything.

Muraski shrugged rather simply at it all, "Because he's a coward." He ceased to speak anything further upon matter, as if such few words would sum everything up. The reflection was noticed in the window, a grin upon his face, finally.

Raziel would swallow hard. Normally she could control everything, but the mixture of her blood loss/ blood levels being so low, and the vodka seemed to weaken her hold on it a bit. Her hair would bristle once more and she'd shake her head. Suddenly Kraar would ruffle his feathers and caw out a command to her, nodding to the bird she'd start to move to the door, making for the outside. Should she get outside she would try and run, flee to the nearest forest to try and calm herself. Kraar knew she was losing it. When she had turned to go to the door a quick growl, mixed with a hiss, would release from her throat.

Muraski sighed at the female, "You would run and leave me with the coward, child? What do you think will happen to him if you leave?"

Raziel pauses, her right hand at the doorknob. "What do you mean?" she'd ask, frozen in place, her voice had -nearly- shifted to her odd drow-like one, but she was still holding on "What would happen to him?" hair bristling slightly, she stay by the door... Depending on his answer, her rage would leap out like a hungry and ravenous wolf from a -very- small cage.

Muraski raised a brow as he began to think, "Well, I would probably bury him.. After I fashioned me a very, very, fancy coat.."

Raziel stayed put, but her breathing increased. "You... Wouldn't... -Dare-!" is all she could say, between breath. Truly she couldn't tell if he was speaking truth or not. However, her drowish voice popped in at the word 'dare' and a hiss followed her sentence. No... She wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

Muraski blinked as if he couldn't understand why not, "Is there a purpose behind why I wouldn't? He'd make the largest coat I've ever had. Might even cover me to my feet. In fact, I think I should start right away." The sound of metal leaving a sheath could be heard, a rock rolled into the room to make it sound like he was moving inside.

The Brawl Insues

Raziel || And that was the straw that broke the horses back. A loud growl would rip through her throat, mixing and then ending in a hiss, as she would grab her blade, Wind Howler, from her left sleeve and hurl it at Muraski. She hadn't even bothered to aim for him, for such was the cloudiness of her rage. She's almost take a stance as though she were ready to pounce at him and says, her voice slipping into a gravely drow-like one, "Don't you DARE touch him!" she was so full of rage, but she wasn't even at the top of how bad it could get... No, her rage could only be worse if she wanted true revenge on someone. But soon she'd launch herself forward, pulling her other twin dagger from the opposing sleeve with her bloody wounded hand, making an attempt to stab him in the crook of his neck... But how her rage muddles up her ability to fight. No humming, A poor fighting stance. And trying to face Muraski head-on, rather than in a different and more covered way. If she got the hit, she would then move to being between Muraski, and Aeon. For, even in her blind rage, she would not let harm befall her love.

Muraski watched as the first blade was hurled with little to no aim, a complete miss as it embedded itself upon the doorframe to his side. As she shouted, the man remained silent, merely watched once again until she charged forward and launched her attack for his throat. His arm would reach up for her wrist to intercept the blade, his foot to aim behind her own and quick shove to be made so she'd fall entirely upon her back. Should all go according to plan the male would follow her to the ground, knee to embed itself into her gut, free hand to swing for the bruise made earlier and head to come for her own, all in one fluid movement.

Raziel would continue forth in her attack, blinder than she usually would, for her blindness was now both inside and out. Unlike Aeonis, her ferality would not cause her to become a shape shifter... Hers was nothing but the purest, and rawest of reckless abandonment. Occasionally it would give her the upper hand, if in small doses, but anything higher than the previous night clouded her vision. Soon she'd feel the hand wrap around her wrist, the one Muraski had bitten the previous night. "LET GO DAMMIT!" she'd shriek and then launch to dig her teeth into his flesh, only to find herself being dropped to the ground. She'd cling tightly to the blade, however, and continually try to move further to stab the man. The crazed woman would roar with pain as he struck her bruised leg, this distracting her from being head butted by him. A bruise would probably form there, under her bangs, but it only would stall her for a moment. She'd nearly drop the dagger when that happened though. However, soon she'd launch her left hand to grab at Muraski's neck, this hand being bloodied freshly yet. "DIE LEECH DIIIIE!!!" she'd shriek as she made the attempt to choke the man, a deranged and dark laugh escaping her throat as she continues trying to stab him with her dagger.

Muraski 's leg continued to push down upon her gut as she struggled underneath him, the hand which gripped his throat to cause him no worry, the best perk of being undead, he no longer needed air. As she strangled him, the man's hand held true and refused to let her stab him back until finally he made a push, an attempt to smash her hand into the ground and remove the dagger from her grasp. Should this work, he would quickly stand, her hand still held, and pull her up from the ground. The arm he held would be moved behind her back and pulled up hard to where the wrist would reside at around her shoulder blade while her body was shoved into the wall. He would force her into this position, smashed between his frame and the house, an entire refusal to budge. Should she continue to fight, the free hand would wail upon her bruise until she could fight no longer or figured a way out of the position she was locked in.

Raziel shrieks in defiant anger at that the choking wasn't working, trying to dig her nails into his flesh, however it would be too late to try and her hand is brutally smashed to the floor. Another screech of pain would escape her throat, before everything would go as he planned. Once she'd be smashed up against the wall, however, she would try to lift up her leg to grab her third dagger, and should she get this dagger she would move to stab behind her, at Muraski's stomach. Growling and yelling in that odd drow-like voice that her anger causes her to gain. However, her bruise being hit was causing her serious pain, even in this angered state. She'd try and fight through it however, to try and stab him... Though her grip on the dagger is weakened massively.

Muraski found the female pinned to the wall, her arm placed within his hand and a rather triumphant look within his eyes. Suddenly, he had seemed to forgotten something, when soon a dagger pierced the shirt, then the leather below and finally went into flesh. A howl of outrage would accompany the newly sired as he yanked hard up on her arm, a gross pop to be heard, for should she not get out of it, her arm would surely be dislocated. The one that had stabbed him most likely having already gone would be snatched for, while the dislocated one would be released and the hand which held it forced onto her pained shoulder. Should he grab the unharmed arm, he would move to pin it in the same fashion. The male would finally lean in next to her ear and whisper, "Training is over child, you anger far to easily and think without your mind." Should she not calm, he would once again move to dislocate the other shoulder, drop the arm in which he popped free, and swing a powerful right hook at her head in an attempt to knock her unconscious.

Raziel would laugh a deranged laugh, when the dagger finds its way into his flesh. It was as though her anger could possess her. But soon her eyes would open wide with shock as her arm is dislocated "AAAAAHHHH! DAMMIT, YOU FOOL!!!" she'd yell in fury, as her other arm is pinned in the same fashion. This time she seemed to give up as Muraski whispered the words to her, and then she'd suddenly growl, mistaken his words as that he had given up on her... Which, in turn, only caused her anger to increase. Another growl would escape her and she'd suddenly yell, the drow-like voice shifting very close to her true voice and back, "I HATE YOU!!!" only because she felt that he no longer wanted her, because of her flaw. Soon, however, she'd hear the other shoulder be dislocated and another scream would escape... And then he'd strike her powerfully, nearly knocking her out. It, in any case, knocked some sense into her, and she'd go a bit limp... But she was still just barely conscious... And soon tears would escape her eyes, trailing down and falling from her, and she'd whisper "Why?... Why did you make her come out?" she never realized that that side of her was simply what happens when she was angry. She had always thought it was some beast locked inside of her. She'd be conscious just enough to hear and understand Muraski's words... But soon her legs give out... She is, quite truly, on the edge of unconsciousness... But her eyes remain open, and she continues to cry silent tears.

Muraski fingers moved towards the dagger in his side as she laid a mass upon the ground and cried; no words made towards the female yet. He worked his way towards the medicine cabinet, pulled out the dagger, and brought back a pill of sorts. The man wafted it underneath Raziel's nose as he returned, "Stay awake on me child." Her sobbing mass to be pulled towards him, a hug to greet her, as he held the female tightly to his form, "Child, it's okay, it's okay.. I need to understand you and I'm still working on fixing you. It's just another problem we will get around to." He would continue to sooth the sobbing form that was held within his arms as he took a seat beside her and pulled the child into his lap, a soft shhhhh sound whispered into her ear, "It's alright child, it's alright, just stay awake."

Raziel breathed in the scent of what was wafted in front of her nose, in a ragged breath. "I'm... s...sorry... I d...didn't h..hurt you... did... I?" she'd ask through a few sobs, as she tried her hardest to stay conscious. She looked a little like she was going to be sick, however, from the dislocation of her limbs. She's never had anything like that done to her before. "I...Tr...tr...try to ke...keep her locked up... Bu..But... It's too hard..." Raziel would gasp for breath every so often. "I love you... You're my... Fa... Father.. And... I h... hurt you... I'm... I'm just a monster...." this sentence would be airy, but she'd go on trying to explain... This was one of the things she tried hiding from him. "She... She is the reason... I came here... I wanted her k... killed... I wanted to... To find someone to save me.... But it's impossible..." another waves a tears would pass through, all silent... Almost as if she didn't know how to cry... Like between two days previous till now she had forgotten how to cry. "He... Help...." she'd whisper, as she was held by Muraski, her left hand's bandages came off in all of this, and a small pool of blood was starting to form in her numbed palm.

Muraski felt saddened by her pain, her way of speech being broken and tighter he held her. Suddenly, he released her form as he pushed her body against his own so she would rest upon him. His left arm would free it's self of the clothing so that only half the tux and dress shirt was attached to his body. He then pushed her head against his shoulder, "Child, bite down upon my shoulder, do it now." If she didn't, he would move to force her mouth open, the teeth to be set upon his shoulder. His hands would place themselves upon each side her shoulder, then a massive push would be given from one side, a counter force from the other, as a gut wrenching sound was heard as once more the shoulder found its rightful socket. When he finished, he would make another shushing sound, as he pulled the female into him, "Shhhh, child, it's okay even if you're a monster. You're my little monster and nothing will change that, child."

Raziel would question why he wanted her to bite down on his shoulder, only to find herself being forced to anyways. And then he would begin replacing the use of her limbs and all else would subside, her eyes ceasing their tears and opening wide as her teeth clamped down tightly upon his shoulder from sheer pain. She'd still be biting his shoulder for a bit after he fixed her, only from the shock of it, but would then release. Even after how he had beaten her when she was angered she still seemed to feel safe in her father figures arms, and she wasn't mad at him. She'd still cry a bit, silent tears once more, and then she'd finally speak. "Thank you.... I love you, father..." she'd lean her head against him, as a dizzying wave passed through, and she'd clench the bleeding hand of her fixed arm, as if she could catch the blood and put it back. She turns and carefully moves so the she could 'look' at her bloodied left hand... And then she'd ask something completely random. "I'm... Not going... To that party... After this... Am I?' she'd try to laugh a bit, trying to lighten the mood, and then she'd add "Mura... You can drink this, if you want... So it doesn't go to waste..." and Raziel would hold up her hand, uncurling her fingers from around the blood that continued to escape her.

Muraski winced as she bit down into his shoulder and smiled when he finished with the first shoulder, 'There is on.." His words were interrupted as she spoke of her love for him, the man to freeze, his eyes to blink. The arms that were wrapped tightly around the female to loosen slightly. "Umm.. I.. I.. " He looked down at her form, a brief pause made before he leaned in and kissed her forehead, "I love you too child." He gulped, the words to put a knot in his chest from the difficulty he had to speak them. Finally he turned back to her shoulder, "Let me fix this first child, then I'll be inclined to worry about other things.." The scent of blood wafted through his nose, his head to shake as if to fight the urge away. "Bite my shoulder again, little monster." He said with a small chuckle. Once she did, he would place his hands on each side of the other shoulder, the hands to push together once more until the gut wrenching sound could once more be heard as her shoulder was again relocated.

Raziel would, once again, bite down on his shoulder, feeling just the same as before, and clenching her fist which only caused more blood to escape. Once he'd finish that one she would take a few deep breaths, and release his shoulder once more. A sigh of relief released from her lips. Now that both her arms were back in working order she'd wrap the uninjured one around Muraski, giving him a hug of gratitude. Then she'd sigh, and actually release a giggle. "I kinda like 'little monster'..." as she spoke she'd sit back up, feeling the warm wet blood covering her hand. "Ummm... Help?" is all she could say to that. Literally, her hand's whole palm would be pooled with blood.

Raziel's Turn To Help

Muraski gulped once more as he stared upon her hand filled with blood. A gut wrenching hunger to storm through his stomach, "Child..." He gulped once more, "Cover that..." He stared hungrily at that till slowly, his head began to descend towards it, and suddenly she would find her blood licked up entirely.. But, when he finished, he didn't let go of her hand, merely struggled there as he held it... A single word to be uttered, "Food..."

Raziel would freeze at that. "Muraski?" she'd ask warily, and try to yank her hand away, only causing more blood to leak out. "Muraski... There's no one to save me this time... Please... Let... Go..." she'd begin to shivering with worry at this, trying to get away. This time her love was out cold, and her weapons lay upon the floor and in the wall... Who knew where Bresk was, as well. "Muraski SNAP out of it!" she'd growl, as she'd continue to try and pull her hand away. "PLEASE! I love you, so please, let your little monster go, or you'll have a little corpse!" she'd continue to plead. Should he release her she'd seek out the cabinet, on weak legs, to grab a couple bottles of unaltered blood... But she didn't have the highest hopes on him doing so.

Muraski looked at the newly formed blood upon her hand, once more to lick it off with not a word.. Eyes still transfixed upon the wound for every time it leaked out the crimson fluid, Muraski was there to drink it.. "Yummmm..." Was all he could say, all he could do, as time after time again he licked her wound clean.

Raziel is a bit paralyzed for a moment as she thinks back to what she had done to mess up last time. She had fought back, for one thing. Soon she'd act, wrenching her hand away, and ripping off a piece of her clothing to wrap it tightly around the wound. Halfway through bandaging she'd recall his wound and try to strike it with the most force she could make with her fist, hoping for it to hit. Should it do that she’d get up and move to the blood cabinet as fast as she could, humming to search out the keys. Should she find the keys she would go to the cabinet and grab the marked vials of blood... The ones that he told her to keep unchanged, and would immediately open it, and turn around to try and tempt Muraski with the substitute... Honestly he needed to learn to eat more often.

Muraski howled in pain as she struck his wound, the man to quickly double over upon the floor as he had not expected that blow. He would take several moments to regain himself in which she departed, the keys to already be in the lock to which she opened and retrieved the blood. Finally he would follow, "My food.." A massive frown upon his face, "Just a little m---.." He turned towards the vial and fell down in front of her, "Feed!" He smiled happily, almost like a dog did for a treat.

Raziel sighs, in relief, and then leans down to him, lightly setting her good hand against his face. "Don't scare me like that, Muraski. You're supposed to eat this more often." and with that she'd help him drink the blood from the vial, slowly so he could hold it down. Should he want more she'd continue to take the unaltered blood from the cupboard and feed him, talking to him softly and calmly as she did so. Now was her turn to take care of him. "Dad, you have to learn to drink the blood in the cupboard more often... I don't have all mine back yet, and can't give you very much. I love you, though and aren't mad with you... I just want you to do that for me."

Muraski couldn't hear her words she spoke, just seemingly sat there pleased as punch as she fed him the four remaining vials till none remained. It would be a few minutes; in which he curled up upon the ground, before his senses were regained. He would quickly sit up as he looked for the female, his head to flip back and forth with worry, "Glitch, where are you!?" He seemed to speak with panic till he spotted the woman, a look of relief to replace the worry. Quickly he would stand and lift her off her feet as he moved back into the main room. He took a seat, her placed upon his lap much like an adult does with their child. "You shouldn't be standing you know?" It would be some time before he regained his memories of the incident that just happened.

Raziel was placing the bottles elsewhere to be cleaned later, while Muraski lie upon the floor. She was talking quietly to Kraar as she moved. When she heard Muraski's voice back to normal a smile placed itself upon her lips, when she realizes she did a good job. "Over here." she'd say calmly. Her hand remained bandaged with the chunk of her dress... Great... She'd already need a new outfit again... So soon... While they're sitting there she nods "I know, but I was just taking care of you, is all..." as she waited, hoping his memories returned, she'd hum a calm song while they sat together, her eyes closed and a smile upon her face. Utterly the opposite of how she had acted earlier. Raziel would lean her head against Muraski's shoulder, as well. Her humming seemed to give the room a feeling of peace and calmness, though she wasn't using her magic.

Muraski blinked at her words as she mentioned taking care of him, he didn't remember anything after her laying in his arms.. And. and... His eyes went wide as his hands moved for her head, it spun around quickly as he looked to see if there was new bite marks.. When he saw none, he seemed confused, "Whatever do you mean child?" He completely felt lost.. There was no new blood.. Then the humming flowed through the room and the man allowed the soothing sound to ease his tension, arms and body to relax, his face to produce a smile. He would move his arms only slightly to turn her whole body to rest upon his, "You really are a lovely child dear." Was all the more he could say as he wrapped arms around her. "Thank you, for whatever it is you did while I was missing.."

Raziel pauses her humming when her checks over her neck, and giggles. "Sorry... You saw my hand. All better now though." she'd say, as she lifted her hand. The improvise bandage was actually pretty decent looking compared to the one that she put on the previous day. "But... I guess I'll have to go hunt down some more rabbits for you... I got you to drink the blood in the cabinet... And now you're all out. I can prepare some more tomorrow though." she'd then go back to humming for a while, hoping that speaking of her feeding him the blood would get him to recall anything, and hoping he could recall the words she spoke to him. At the time she hadn't even spoken them for him to hear. She merely thought a calm tone being spoken would keep Muraski calm. "Oh, and you are a lovely father." she'd add with a smile. "I like us... You take care of me... And I take care of you. I don't know how to cure myself, but you do... And you don't know how to cure yourself, but I do... I think someone or something brought us together... Because we need each other..." then she'd embrace him, though she'd still not mention that she called him Dad yet... Though, if he couldn't figure it out, she would be sure to tell him.

Muraski felt relief once more as the female showed him the hand, it looked good. A quick, brief, yawn would be made from the newly sired as he listened about the cabinet. "Erm, yes... I'll make sure to restock it soon, don't worry about it Raz.." He obviously lied. The next words brought a dumbfounded look to his face for a moment, "You're a sweet child as well though child but I can take care of myself, it's why I am here. You're here for me to assist child, do not worry about reciprocating the worry, I would feel better should you not.. And, as for your cure, it's going to be a painful one till you learn to think without anger.." He never did deny whether or not they needed each other though. As she embraced him, his arms would give a light squeeze, "And, I'll continue to be a good dad to you.." Dad? That sounded odd... Why did he use that term?

Frivilous Chatter

Raziel grins at that statement and pulls back to 'look' towards his face with that happy overjoyed grin. "I KNEW you remembered it somewhere!" she'd laugh softly. "It was part of something I told you when you were in that state." then the woman would hug him again, to hide her face as a tear of happiness fell from her eyes. She knew he was hearing her words somehow in that state of mind. "Since you'll continue to be a good dad to me, I'll continue to be a good daughter for you." she'd give him a little squeeze, as well, when she adds "And I know that my cure won't be easy for me... But, I won't ever hold a grudge against anything you do to get her out of me." Then she'd give Muraski a daughter-like kiss on the cheek and say with a smile, and a light clap of her hands. "So. This mean we're going to the party tomorrow evening? Aeonis is out cold and I think that'll be for a while... But I'm sure he wouldn't mind if we went together, as father and daughter." she still has a beautiful smile to her, and it's almost as though more of her color as returned to her... She seems to be absolutely glowing with a unbridled joy.

Muraski sat there speechless as the female continued to assault him with hugs, ever so pleased with how happy she seemed to be. He would nod at the point of him being a good dad and her a good daughter, then she mentioned the grudge a shake of his head was made, "I'm afraid, I don't know how well I'll be able to do. It's going to be on you to get rid of her." Then, the kiss on his cheek took him by surprise, he froze until she finished asking the words. "We were going to go together regardless, I thought..." He blinked, had there been other plans, "Did.. Did I get that wrong?"

Raziel smirks at his question and then says happily "Just checking! I was making sure you didn't forget our deal about it... Although tomorrow evening seems like short notice to get everything we need, isn't it?" then she'd recall what he said about 'her' and would look surprised "On me? If I knew how to get rid of her she wouldn't have been around for half my life!" but she's not upset, just shocked.

Muraski nodded at the female, "Entirely upon you, child. You have to calm yourself, think with your head and no longer fight angry. Every time you fight with anger you'll lose. Your mind is the key child." He gripped the woman tightly within his embrace, "And I'm glad you remembered as well. I don't believe there is another child I'd of liked to go with." As she fretted about the things they would need he simply smiled, "I already have it, it's just I was going to wait till tomorrow to show you.. As a surprise.. But, I guess for all yoru training, you can see it." He pointed into the room as a cabinet, "In that cabinet there is a dress, should be unlocked." Should she go and get it, she would find a purple dress to await her inside. Not one that poofed immensely, though not one that was particularly clad to the body either.

Raziel nods in understanding to his words and smiles. Soon, when he tells her of the dress for the party her eyes open wide and she smiles. "Really?!" soon she'd carefully stand up, and use her humming to follow where he had said for her to go. She'd feel for the handle and open the door, when she'd feel the cloth of the dress and what i generally looked like she smiled. She'd never be able to see its coloring, but she still seemed joyous about it, then she'd carefully pull it out and hold in in front of her body, while facing Muraski (and Kraar, who was still upon the register.) Kraar would ruffle his feathers in approval at the dress and tell Raziel it would be perfect for her, only making he smile a bit bigger. "Does it look ok?" she'd ask, and then recall something. "Ummm... The note said that it is mandatory for everyone to be wearing wings... How do we get those? I thought only faes, pixies, and avians have wings..." she truly seems to not understand that they can be created, as well.

Muraski gave a look of approval as she placed it in front of herself, a quick move to the door as he shut it in front of her then moved back to his seat, "I won't know till I see you in it, child. Now, come along, let me see it." He closed his eyes for a moment to rest, today had been tedious, and as she mentioned wings, he sighed, he had a plan for those.. How exactly to make them he was not sure but he would figure it out.

Raziel would go to quickly change into her dress, actually leaving to the room. She wouldn't tell him but she was going to put on her armor as well. Once she would get into the dress she'd find that it fit over the armor perfectly, though she'd not be able to have her daggers on for it... Which felt odd as she nearly always has them on her. Soon she'd walk back into the room and say "Ta-da!" as she'd spin in a little circle. "I wonder if my mask will look ok with this, though... Maybe... Maybe I don't need to wear my masquerade mask at all." she'd say with a smile, realizing she was starting to like not wearing a mask.

Muraski beamed with joy as she returned into the room and gave a brief, unseeable nod, "It looks lovely on you child, absolutely stunning. I have to say I approve." He continued to smile, as he hand reached to pull her over, a quick feel upon her wrist to check for the armor in which he was pleased. "And you remembered the most important thing." Finally he would stand, "As for the mask, you will look lovely with or without it, though, you should stop trying to hide your face for it dims the features you possess."

Raziel grins, happy that he approves of both the dress and that she remembered to put her armor on. Then she nods. "I'm... Not going to wear a mask... Ever again.... Unless it's absolutely needed for something." Raziel grins at her decision. Then she thinks a bit, about the wings. "You know... Maybe... Maybe if we can't find wings, we can make them... We'd just need feathers from something that -isn't- my birds..." she'd then give him a hug, "But I'm sure you can think of something, since you're so smart... I think I should go take off the dress so it's kept safe till tomorrow." at that she would then head back to the room, only to pause and have a slight blush to her face. "Oh... I won't have to... Dance... Will I?" when she asks this she would soon nervously rub her left arm, and stay where she was.

Muraski moved to stand as she went back towards the room, her hand grasped, and before she could even begin to ask about dancing the man's head shook. "Child, before you take that dress off, allow me a dance? One dance with my daughter?"

Raziel purses her lips at that "Uh... Uh... Oh well I..." she'd blush a little deeper and say so quietly that it's almost inaudible "I... Never learned how to dance.... I truly don't know how...." it never even occurred to her that her steps were usually done in a dancing way, as well.

Muraski shook his head at the female, briefly, "Child, the female moves with the male who leads. You do not have to worry about the dancing, that is my issue, all you have to do is go along with my movements." He looked down to see if she had shoes on, a brief smile when he saw none, which put him at an even height with hers. His one hand would lace with her left, the right hand would be placed upon her waist. "Alright, child?"

Raziel sighs and nods, "Ok, then. I hope I do a good job at it though." she'd place her free hand upon Mura's upper arm, then a thought occurs to her. "Would you want me to do my usual hum... Or would you like actual music to our dancing?" she'd smile at that question, happily.

Muraski began to sway with a beat he had all his own, the hand upon her waist to push back upon the female, "Follow the movements I give to you Glitch, when I push, you move." He pushed once more upon the waist of the female, his foot to move towards her. "Understand?"

Raziel smiles, giving him a nod. "Mhmm. I understand." soon she would be moving as best as she could with his instructions, trying her hardest not to accidently step upon his shoes with her bare feet. The dance was not all too different from her stepping motions, so she seemed to catch onto this far quicker than the fighting training earlier. And she looks happy too, extremely happy! It's as if being called his daughter had given her a place, and a reason to exist once more. Right now, she would be the happiest elf in all of Hollow... And she'd be sharing that moment with someone she thinks is the best father in all of Hollow.

Muraski continued with the dance, slowly at first as he slowly pushed her about the floor of the shop then eventually he stopped with the basic movements. Suddenly she would begin to spin, a twirl, a bend, he would continue in the trend as he moved his daughter around like a gorgeous puppet. The dance would continue until eventually, he stopped and raised the female to stand once more, arms to wrap around her in a tight hug. "Child, no leather armor tomorrow, I’ll be there to keep watch. Though, you should keep the ankle weights on."

Raziel seemed to be enjoying herself with the dance and hugs her wonderful father back. Then blinks to him in surprise. "Really?" she'd give a sweet little teehee sort of laugh and nod happily "I can do that. I know you wouldn't let harm befall me, for no good purpose." after a while, however, a yawn would escape her lips. Though she tried to seem like she was pretending she hadn't done so... Almost as though she didn't want any sleep, though she needed it.

Muraski bopped the top of her head gently, "Off to bed, little monster. Take off the dress and put it up, we can talk more tomorrow. I'll have everything prepared by then child. Sleep well." He pointed towards the room, as if it wasn't up for debate.

Raziel blinks a couple of times at that and then sighs. "Aaaawwww... Okaaay..." she'd groan, and walk over to Kraar. She'd pick him up to bring him to the bedroom so he could sleep as well. Once she got there she'd close the door and remove her dress, replacing it with her now newly tattered clothing. She'd go back out and hang the dress back up in the closet, then turn back to face the rest of the main room, picking up her daggers when she finds them. However, she would simply place them on a table, rather than keep them on her person, this time. Should Muraski not be looking she'd sneak back out and attack him with a hug from behind, only to say "Good night, Dad." with a very loving tone. Then would add, "Oh, and I want to help build the new room, when you get around to it, by the way. I think it would help me with my blindness training." she says with a smile. She'd await Muraski's answer to it, before heading to bed, however.

Muraski seemed rather confused, "New room..?" He shook his head briefly before he turned around, "Night, daughter." He stood from his seat and returned the hug, "Sleep well and we will discuss a new room.. I think it's a highly plausible idea to come in the near future." Once again he'd break the embrace and point towards the back room, "Now get some sleep." The man would move to the kitchen, a bottle of scotch removed once she was safely in the room, then he'd return to his chair as he began to think, small sips of the scotch taken in the meantime.

Raziel smirks, happy that he would listen to that idea, and turns to go to bed, she had heard him grab the bottle of scotch and hid behind the door frame until she would pick up on when her was about to take a drink when she'd suddenly say "I love you, dad!" and then, with a quiet snicker (payback for having her drink vodka, should he spill any) she'd crawl into bed, curled up beside Aeonis, as he slept talked about squirrels. Raziel would give her love a kiss on the forehead and then lie down and drift into a peaceful slumber, possibly the best sleep she'd have had in a very long time.