Roleplay

"Oh sweety, stop," Rosa chirped as she looked at the creature, "You're part of the family now whether you like it or not, but... I have to ask," she pointed toward the blob on the floor, "What is that?"

Zeno kept walking, he ignored what Aries had to say... but he did in fact hear him loud and clear. He felt terrible. Had he just completely botched this whole thing? Had he just ruined the new alliance? The Nephilim knew he wasn't cut out for this type of set up, but his brother had insisted he do it...

Zeno opened the door, immediately greeted by a puff of feathers exiting the room. A bewildered look plastered upon his face as he looked down, around himself as white down feathers that usually existed inside pillows or large comforter blankets floated aimlessly through the air.

"What the hell?" he'd murmured to himself as he poked his head into the room seeing the Jack Russell that the boy from earlier had been carrying, "... why are you in here?" The half-blood moved to pick up the door, pulling the dismembered pillow from its jaws, "This isn't something you're supposed to be eating tiny dog."

Rosa hummed, "That's fantastic!" she beamed, "Absolutely incredible! I'm not well versed in any magic myself. My family is human, aside from Ansaldo's half brother."
Vera chimed in again, "We should continue the tour, but he was curious about the business, so here we are!"
"Oh! Was there anything specific you wanted to know?" Rosa asked with a genuine smile as she leaned against her desk.

"Well, Sock," Zadkiel murmured, "I suppose we should go hunt down your owner, then I need to clean your mess."

The Nephilim, carried the dog out of the room and down the corridor, looking around for anyone who could direct him toward Aaron. The dog continued to wiggle happily, occasionally trying to lick or eat something they walked past. Zadkiel wondered if the dog was part goat, with a stomach like iron, because damn...

Rosa smiled warmly toward Jamie, "Pleasure to meet you as well, take care now! I have work to do... oh and Vera, honey..."
The girl turned to look toward her mother as she opened the office door, "Yes, Mama?"
"When you have time, I could use your help with this, please."
"Of course, Mama!"

Vera moved through the door and wandered back toward the elevator. She still held onto the confident walk as she waltzed past the employees, "So, the gist of the company is technology manufacturing. Not as big as Microsoft or Apple or Samsung by any means, but we hold our own within the community. We make quality products that are generally cheaper than the big brand items. Jaxen is actually very VERY good with technology, I'm surprised he's not the new heir for Mama's business."
Vera stopped at the elevator, "So, are you planning on staying here for the night? Or would you like to meet Papa and then be on your way?"

Zadkiel had nearly plowed over the poor boy, thankfully he had quick reflexes and stopped before that happened. He stared down at Aaron who frowned toward the half-blood before addressing the dog. Zeno felt his head tilt much like a confused dog in this instance before Aaron asked him a direct question, "Oh, no... I'm not upset. She did however eat the pillows within the room."

He moved to hand the dog back to the boy, "Thank you, though, I appreciate that consideration. I should go clean up her mess." He gave the boy a smile as he turned to head back toward the room. It wouldn't be too much of a hassle to clean, the only trouble would be replacing the pillows.

She took the papers, looking them over and dubbing them as non important. She stuffed them into her pocket as she looked down at the creature with a smirk.
"Yes, computers, phones, spyware..." she repeated, "Jaxen is the best at everything in all honesty. I think that's why Pa is so strict with him. Adrian is a bit more wild, but he has his own niche where he excels too. Together though... my brothers are unstoppable. It's almost scary."

Vera gave Jamie another pat on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter what Papa says, Jamie," she said, "I'm offering you a room, do you want it, or not?"

Zeno looked toward Aaron, "If you'd like to help, I'd appreciate that too. Perhaps we could come up with a plan to help you keep those animals you seem to care so much about," he mused as he gestured for the boy to follow him back to the feather filled bedroom. A few feathers were still skittering across the floor, riding the slight draft that moved through the hallways. Opening the door again only stirred the feathers more, causing a bit more mess than there has been.

"Oh, sh**," Zeno barked, "You'd think I would remember how light and obnoxious feathers can be considering I have some..." he mumbled to himself as he snatched a few from the air.

Vera shrugged, "Alright, let's go talk to Papa then."
She poked the button that referenced the 20th floor. The elevator began its ascent, the girl leaning against the railing checking her phone. She laughed slightly at whatever was displayed on the screen before speedily typing across the keyboard. She flipped the phone around to gave Jamie, a stupid internet meme shown on the screen, "This is funny!"

The elevator came to a halt, the doors opening to reveal a much different space than where her mother had been. This floor was darker, had a more... sinister vibe about it somehow. Jaxen and Adrian were standing further down the hallway, talking to someone in a hushed tone. The boys glanced toward the elevator, Jaxen broke from the conversation and moved toward his sister and Jamie, "There you are, Vera... you move fast," he said with a chuckle, kissing the girl on the forehead. She pushed back, playfully whining as if she hated the family affection, "Jax, stop! Jamie wants to meet Papa."

"I won't tell Matthew if you don't," Zeno said with a crooked grin, "let's get this cleaned up and no one will be the wiser."

"On my back...," he spoke softly when he had turned and leaned down slightly, allowing Aaron to pet his head. His hair wasn't made of feathers, but it certainly felt like silk and down, "I could show you, I see no harm in that."

Standing back to his full height, Zadkiel moved toward the center of the room, brushing his food across the floor as he went in a very lazy attempt to sweep some pillow fluff into a pile. He then stopped and turned to face a very enthusiastic Aaron. The Nephilim tossed the boy and the wiggling dog a crooked smile. A subtle flutter filled the air as wings burst from his back. They were the colour of the midnight sky, shimmering with silver as if they reflected the stars that dappled the dark abyss. His wings stretched almost from one end of the room to the other. He adjusted his posture, compensating for the new weight now tugging on his shoulders.