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Celeste giggled, "It's okay, it'll be good practice for when we have kids," she said and brought a towel out from inside. Celeste helped Kitra out of her bathing suit and dried her off, but didn't get much farther as Kitra's tentacles decided to spring their trap. Both girls ended up on the blanket on the ground, right on the deck of the ship. It was only afterwards Celeste realized that their clothes were riding the waves and she ended up having to swim out nude to retrieve them. Luckily there wasn't another soul for miles around and she wasn't worried about being seen by fish. By the time she returned she was shivering and her lips were blue. The two girls retreated inside for the evening, allowing the boat's manual system to steer them towards their next port. Celeste blushed at Kitra's words, "with you," she said quietly, her eyes sparkling as she looked up shyly. "It's enough."
Three days later they made it to the port, a strange place that knew nothing of their angelic counterparts down south. It was sort of funny watching them bustle about, so unconcerned of the world around them. The town was like another continent and in all technicality, it probably could have been. They had their own form of Government, although they still technically operated underneath the Angeal's, as well as an elected leader that traveled back and forth between here an the main land although he never seemed to bring any news. They had no desire to connect with outsiders, some of their public papers even warned against welcoming strangers into their land as they could bring dangerous ideas and disease. It was disheartening to see such unwelcoming angels, Celeste hoped that perhaps there was room for change.
"I'm ready to go home," Celeste admitted. It was clear that the loneliness was beginning to get to her. Celeste was a social butterfly and while she had Kitra, after being this long together the conversations began to ebb. "We've neglected our duties long enough, I'm sure there's going to be plenty of papers to fill out." She couldn't wait to see Lilim as well as Ami and Finn, who had eloped privately a few days before Celeste's and Kitra's own wedding. they had bought a vacation house close to where the new palace in Hell resided, although the two were far from retired. As knights their duty was never ending and they seemed happy to be at work. Angels were happiest when they were useful, Celeste found and she too, was included in this category. Celeste felt happiest when Kitra needed her, even if it was for something like attending to the heat both seemed to get at least once a day.
When their ship landed, there was a crowd of people waiting to see them. Ami and Finn were among them, Ami excitedly jumping onto the deck to wrap Celeste in her arms, her stomach much rounder than it had been when she had last seen her. "I'm so glad you've finally returned!" She yelled, grabbing Kitra and pulling her into the hug. The dock was busy, there were fishermen coming in and out of boats, hauling their catch, setting out to get more. The little party didn't disrupt their daily business.