Loria continued to talk about different things the world has made in the last several years as we waited for Ezekiel to come back down. Which thankfully wasn’t long, I honestly couldn’t keep up with what Loria was saying. But she seemed so damn happy talking about all these different things that I didn’t have the heart to stop her from rambling.
“Say Lark, when Zeke comes back down do you want to play video games with us?” She asked and I blinked at her confusedly. “Do you know how to play video games, Lark?"
"What is a video game?” I admitted softly, rubbing at the back of my neck.
“Oh! We can teach you,” she grinned and a weird twisting took place in my stomach.
This was going to go so bad.
“Now, now Loria, you’re scaring him,” Ezekiel scolded, rapping his knuckles on her head. “And we can hopefully go shopping afterwards. If we don’t get too immersed right?”
“I know,” she pouted up at him. “We won’t.”
Heading into the conjoined room, Ezekiel went and dragged two bean bags to be in front of the tv, turning it on in the process. "Go ahead and have a seat," he said, handing me a controller as the loading screen played before a racing game popped on the screen.
"What is this?" I asked, sitting in the bean bag chair as I tried to figure out how to hold the controller and figure out my finger placements.
Loria thankfully had mercy and helped set my hands right. “I won’t play this round, I’ll help you out. I’ll join the next game.”
"It's an easy racing game, the controls should pop up soon so that you can study. We'll do things on the easy setting first so you can get use to it," Ezekiel added on.
"Oh, okay," Acknowledging what they were saying as I watched the screen, Loria pointing out the different characters, cars, and other features.
To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement, but Loria gave me tips and even whispered what she choses that beats Zeke nearly every time.
I utterly failed on the first race.Blushing bright, I did better on the next race, but Zeke was still winning easily. Then again, he was a tricky demon and used shortcuts.
"What the heck was that?!" I cried, completely taken with the game.
"There are a few shortcuts in the game, we found a lot of them," Loria laughed as I pouted, attempting to use one when I got to that part.
"Any more tips you'd like to bless me with?" I snarked, glaring at him from the corner of my eye as the credits rolled on the screen.
"You're actually pretty good for having no idea what a video game is,” he offered with a shrug. “You should play with us when we play again.”
"Thank you, but you're merciless on your students," I countered and he let out a boisterous laugh.
"Indeed I am," the fangs flashing with his wide grin.
"May I?" Loria held out a hand for my controller and I offered it to her before attempting to stand from the bean bag.
"This feels like it's trying to eat me," I grumbled, pink rising in my cheeks and they giggled.
"They're comfy to sit in though, and that's why I like them," Loria replied before having mercy and helping me out, taking over my seat and I took her normal chair.
"Maybe so, but I don't think having to struggle out of the seat is worth it," I countered and Zeke snickered and looked over at me.
"You like the basic life huh?" the demon asked, mischief gleaming in his eyes.
"Wow, rude," Loria defended and I frowned at him, trying to guage his response.
It didn’t make a lick of sense to me.
"Isn't that given when it comes to demons?" I remarked and a gasp escaped him.
Dramatically covering his heart as he leaned back precariously in his chair. "So rude," Zeke lamented. “Anyway, let’s show Lark what it’s really about.”
From what I could tell, they chose a harder track, but with how much they got into it I enjoyed watching them play far more than playing myself. They kept making sharp remarks to each other and it made me laugh. Settling into my chair, I smiled softly and a warmth spread over me, letting my mind wander some.
"Hey – come to play with me!" a soft female voice sang up as someone started to pull on my hand.
"Go play with your sister -, it's too nice of a day to stay cooped up," a warm voice encouraged as the sound of horses cried from all around.
"Lark?!" my leg was started to shake as wetness chilled my face. "What happened?! Are you okay?" the voice repeated as reality slammed into me.
"Ye-yeah I'm fine," I lied, though it wasn’t believable in the slightest with how shaky my voice was and wiped at my face with the heels of my hands.
"Obviously you're not," Zeke countered, frowning harshly, eyes studying me as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"I-even if I knew what was going on, I couldn't tell you. I don't understand it either," I let out a shaky breath, wrapping my arms tight around myself.
"Well, when you're ready, tell us. I'll listen," Loria offered with a soft smile, reaching to pat my leg.
“And if you need to talk to figure it out too,” Zeke pointed out, arms crossing over his chest.
Nodding my head, I let out a heavy sigh. This was a lot to take in and I didn't know what to think about it. Were these memories of a past life? The issue was that angels weren't human born, they were created by God themself. But these were memories. There was no doubt about it. There was no denying what they were.
Drawing my knees to my chest and curling in on myself, I watched them play a few more rounds before slipping from the chair.
I knew they were keeping an eye on me, but I just wasn’t ready to tell them about what was going on. Needing some air, I finally acknowledged their looks. “I’m going to go out for some air.”
“Okay, just don’t stray from the yard. There are wards around the place that will protect you from any demonic attack,” Loria pipped up and I froze.
“What do you mean? Are attacks usual?”
“Sometimes,” Zeke replied. “Even I’ve been attacked for not wanting to get in on the bullshit they try to pull.”
“Oh...Alright, I’ll keep that in mind.”
Outside, I took a deep breath. Flying had always cleared my head, it was great feeling the wind through his feathers. The burn in the shoulders from the strain. Now to see what it was like on Earth.
But nothing happened.
My wings wouldn’t form and no matter how hard I focused, it wouldn’t happen. Anxiety picked up and I started to shake.
I couldn’t fly.
My wings were gone.
Shaking, I started to look around before spotting where Ezekiel had been mowing; spotting a small fence encompassing what I could only assume was the garden.
Gardens are nice.
They’re relaxing. Should be easy to calm down here.
My legs were quaking as I walked over there. The small blades scratched against my feet and ankles but I didn't mind. The feeling was surprisingly grounding.
Leaning on the fence I looked at the newly sprouting plants, trying to make some semblance of my thoughts as the scent started to waft over me and I felt my body start to relax.
Just what was going on with me?! Nothing like this had ever happened when I was in Heaven.
Did they lie to me? Were Angels really humans? Or was I just a flawed angel?
"No. Not about everything," A firm voice answered my thoughts from just behind me.
Breath hitching and jerking back, I looked and saw Uriel standing behind me with a sad smile on his lips.
"What are you doing here?" I barely breathed out and he gently bobbed his head in greeting.
"I came to talk to you, try to help make sense of everything," my leader explained gently, offering a hand.