Michael was pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

Beside him, Gabriel was laughing unashamedly.

And, beside him, Raphael was smiling in amusement.

As Lucifer lectured the Powers Captain on the caring of his fledgling as they planned to leave her in the Captain's care while they left on their assigned mission. Nisroc, in turn, nodded to everything the Morningstar said, amusement clear in his posture. The young trainees nearest them couldn't help but stare at the sight of the four archangels standing there talking to the Captain in charge of their training, despite Abraxos attempts at drawing them back to their basic trainings, they were to captivated by the sight of them to turn back.

"And she has to be asleep, not in bed, not falling asleep, actually asleep by nine-thirty, or she'll be extremely grumpy come morning. She can have one, only one peach half before bed, and a cup of warm milk if she has trouble falling asleep."

Akeelah's sitting comfortably on his hip, her braided head resting lightly on his shoulder, picking softly at the collar of his tunic.

"She sleeps with me at the Villa, so she'll have to sleep in bed with you too, she likes to curl around your arm when she sleeps, so don't be alarmed. She's allowed to wander around during the day so long as she returns to you at the setting of the sun. If you need to find her though out the day you can find her mostly in the Garden with Joshua or at the Pantheon with Jeremiah."

"Brother," Michael cut him off when it appeared that he was about to starting on again, and Lucifer turned to look at the older archangel over his shoulder, Akeelah sighed in content and curled her fingers around the cut in his tunic's collar. "Nisroc is raising a fledgling of his own. He knows how to care for her. We must go."

Nisroc nodded in turn at his Commanders words. "She is in good hands, sir."

"Right, right, sorry." Lucifer felt his face heat up in embarrassment at his brother's calling him out. "I'm a bit protective."

Gabriel snorted.

He turned to look down at the fledgling perched comfortably on his hip, smiling when her big starry eyes turned to look up at him in return, and brushed a finger over her nose. "I must go, little bird, be good for your friend." And began to pull her up from her position on his hip so that he could pass her off to the Power Captain, waiting patiently with his hands out to take her, and she clutched tightly to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as tight as she could muster.

"No! Luci no!"

Lucifer grunted as she leeched onto him, curling around him as much as she could, and refused to let go.

"Akeelah, I'll only be gone for a few days, you know Nisroc." He reached back with his free hand to try and pry her hands apart to release her grip around his neck. "You stay with him at least once a week."

"Luci no! I wanna stay with you! No!"

"You can't come with us this time. You like spending the night with Nis and his two young ones. I'll be back before you even have the chance to miss me."

Michael stepped up behind him when his struggles became obvious, and the fledgling had yet to faulter or budge, and took hold of her wrists as gently as he could, prying her fingers out of his tunic. Tears fell from her starry eyes when he held them away from his brothers tunic, and over his shoulders, nodding for his Captain to step forward and grab her by the middle.

Nisroc curled his arms around her middle, pulling her away from the Morningstar before she had the opportunity to latch back on again, holding her steadily as she struggled, kicking and squirming and crying, reaching for the Choir Master for him to take her back into his arms.

"No! No Luci! I wanna stay with you! I wanna stay with you!"

He blew her a kiss, the sorrow in his eyes evident at the sight of her tears, certainly he would have taken her back if he was able to, and Michael put a hand on his shoulder to keep him from doing so.

"Come, brother, she will be alright."

He nodded, blowing the fledgling a kiss, he would have stepped in to kiss her on the forehead, but they all knew that it would only be the opportunity she needed to cling on once more. "Be good for me, little bird."

"No Luci! Luci!" She cried out when he turned and stepped away, reaching for him even still, trapped in the Captain's arms. "Luci! Luci!" When it didn't appear that he was going to turn around and come back, a sob broke from her small form, her arms still outstretched for his disappearing form. "Lucihihihi!"

Nisroc turned to look at the trainees, and they immediately turned back to their training, Abraxos spared him a saddened look at their fledgling members distress. He nodded to him in acknowledgement and looked down to the sobbing fledgling hanging limply against his arms, turning her around carefully, he pulled her up to lay against his shoulder.

"I wan' Luci!" she sobbed against his shoulder, and he curled his arm under her bottom as he rubbed at her back with his free one, "I know you do, little one." She curled around him, clutching at his tunic with her little hands as her back heaved with the force of her sobs, and he bounced her lightly in an attempt to calm her quaking. "He'll be back in a few days."

"I wan' him now!"

"I know."

Nisroc turned, to walk through his training classes again, rubbing at her back soothingly as she sobbed into his shoulder. Trainees turned to look as he stepped passed them, watching the legendary Power pat at the fledglings heaving back as she sobbed against him, and returned to their actions when he turned to look back at them.

Akeelah's sobs slowly came to a slight sniffling, her head resting on his shoulder, but he still rubbed at her back. Silence echoed after the sound of the harsh sobs that had been torn from her small form, the only noise breaking it being the sound of breathing with a runny nose, and he came to stand next to Abraxos in front of the training squadron of new recruits.

Abraxos turned to address them, rubbing a finger over the back of her little hand, where it still clutched lightly at his Captain's sleeve. "She was very upset."

"Indeed." Nisroc nodded gently, as to not disturb her tranquility, turning to look at him from over her shoulder. "Is she asleep?"

"Definitely sound asleep."

The Captain Power nodded in appreciation to his response and stilled his circling hand, patting lightly at her back for a moment, and let his hand fall back to his side. His arm was sore from rubbing at her back for so long but was happy she had managed to cry herself to sleep, it was sorrowful, but it would do more good then harm. "Good, she could use a nap."

"Are you going to carry her with you?" He gestured towards the benches were a pile of cloaks sat, they were for the new squadron, but wouldn't be passed out until the end of training. "You could lay one of the cloaks out and set her down." Abraxos leaned forward to kiss the back of her little hand. "She'll be out for a while, no doubt."

Nisroc shook his head, lifting her up high, adjusting his hold on her. The fledgling mumbled softly, smacking her lips gently, and nuzzled into his shoulder. "No, that's alright, I'll keep her with me." He rubbed the back of her neck to settle her back down. She sighed and nuzzled back down to sleep. "The last thing we need is her waking up on her own." He rubbed her back again. "And she'll be fine once she gets together with Sasha and Paul."

"You're going to have your hands full."

"I'm taking this as my time to prepare."