They all stopped what they were doing, setting up the training field for the newest squads, turning to greet their constant companion as she entered through the stone archway. Playful greetings fell from their lips at the sight of the color on her cheek.
It stretched across, from her chin all the way around to the eye, a dark blue and purple splotch, that looked as though it smarted with every blink, and she bravely pushed through the pain as she was known to do.
The Powers gathered behind their captain as he knelt, reaching to grasp her chin at her approach, turning her head to the side to gain a better view of the damage done.
"Hi, Nis."
"Hello, Baby Power." He frowned at the darkness, it was fresh, possibly a day old at the very oldest "How did you come across such a mark?"
"I don't know what you're talkin' about, Nis."
The others exchanged looks behind him, and he stared her in the eyes, until she quickly averted them to the side under his intense watch, and he hummed in acknowledgement.
"I want a name."
"It's nothin' Nis!"
He shook his head, eyes firm, and he pulled her head back around to look into her eyes again, "That was not what I asked. A name, please."
"I can't!"
"You can either tell us, or, we can take the matter to the archangel. He has been in his office all morning. It is your choice. But either way, a name will be given."
She glared at him, smacking his hand away, retreating back a step "I'm sorry I even came to see you guys." He watched her retreat another step, and she yelped as she was scooped up into another's arms, Haniel grinned down at her when she turned to look at who had done the deed. "Now, don't be like that, little trickster, you're our Baby, we only ask because we care. Nisroc will go crazy knowing someone got to you and he couldn't put a stop to it."
The others nodded in agreement to their brother's words, even the Captain looked a bit begrudging as he too nodded in agreement, they were all quite fond of the little fledgling but none so much as their Captain was.
"Now," she looked up to meet the Power's shining eyes, though a tad concerned at the bruise that graced his close friends face, "Will you willingly give us a name, or, will we have to force that information from you?" she seemed to be weighing her options presented to her, and they exchanged amused glances as they could practically see the cogs working in her mind.
"Okay," she nodded after a good few minutes "I'll tell you."
"We thank you very much, Baby Power." Haniel hefted her higher on his arm, letting her curl her own over his shoulder and lean deeply against his side, "Though, we may still torture you a bit, 'cause it's just so much fun."
"No!"
"Yes!"