Snippet #2764810

As the morning air spread across the island, and birds flew in the sky, the sounds of waves could be heard all over and could be very relaxing. Even in those noisest parts of the city, if one focused, they could hear the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach.

Or maybe, perhaps, it was just Cyrus and his enhanced senses that could do that, even as he showed off under a waterfall in the forest. He was cleaning off his entire body there, wiping and washing the dirt off of his back, legs, feet, arms, and the rest of his body including his wings.

Yes, even his wings. Cyrus was certainly capable of using the showers and baths in the dorms, or even in the secret base or at home, instead of showering all exposed under a waterfall in the woods, but this spot was his favorite. It had also been his father's favorite spot. Not only did it have a unique and nice feel, bathing naked in this pond and waterfall, getting cleaned up that way, but the primary reason was that their wings could not be out. His father had started using this spot, and brought him here together sometimes so they could play.

Sure, he could not have his wings out, but he felt more relaxed this way. It wasnt uncomfortable to not have his wings out, but he always felt better with them out, and he liked the feeling they had after being freshly washed. Not to mention, when fully expanded, the wings were probably larger then he was, although he could modify their size to fit his needs to a degree...it was not a big enough degree to negate being crampt inside a shower or bath with them out.

Once he was done, he got out of the water and dried off using the towel he brought with him, and then started getting dressed. Shorts, shirt, goggles, ect. The goggles were important, so that a bug did not slam right into his eye when he flew at top speeds. First time he tried that, before he knew he needed goggles, he ended up crashing through mud into a skunk den after getting blinded in one eye due to such a bug. Needless to say, he never flew without goggles ever again, and he never went anywhere without goggles either.

Halfway through though, and a female voice called out to him.

"Hey kiddo, get all clean yet".

Pulling down his shirt and going red with embarrassment, Cyrus turned and saw someone he was familiar with. It was one of the Representatives from the base, from Voluspa Seven Chord. She was only sixteen though, but she did her work diligently.

"Wow, you really are still a kid".

"Shut up! Shut up and look away!"

She did, and Cyrus finished up. Adjusting the goggles back onto his eyes, he bent his knees down and...

"Oh no, don't think you are giving me any more trouble again like this..."

His arm got grabbed before he could escape into the sky.

"Listen okay, I just got word, things are about to get a whole lot busier okay? And thats why, we want everyone currently around to go back to base and get some more work and missions done got it? We especially have a large amount of letters that need to be delivered, and you are the fastest we have".

It was certainly true that with Cyrus' wings, he probably had more speed then any other member. He had even broken the speed record made by his father, the previous owner of the OOPart inside of him. It was this that essentially made him like an Angel, which included even an angelic charm that made people blush when they looked at him.

"Besides Cyrus, I know that you are a bit too high rank for this, but aside from your speed, you are also really reliable and a perfect match for what we need right now".

Hearing that sort of honest praise, Cyrus errupted into a smile as he turned to face the woman. The gentleness and kindness he displayed, it made her question if he had really once taken down an entire smuggling ring that dealt in black magic artifacts with a specialty in those that enslaved others on his own. She couldn't help but blush, even though she had thought she mentally prepared herself for that dangerous aura he had.

"Really? Thats so nice to hear, thank you! I will get right on it then!"

And so, he turned around and flew away into the sky, joining the birds he loved so much. He was Cyrus Cyrril. He appeared to be around ten, but he was actually 28 years old. All of this was just part of having an OOPart inside him. His wings, his power, even that charm. But as for becoming one of the strongest of Voluspa, though he himself knew too well to never consider oneself the strongest or undefeatable, that was all the effort he made.

Of course, flying in the sky like this towards a secret base, he made sure to create an illusion on himself and disguised himself as an actual bird, although he made it so that members of the Voluspa would be able to see him just fine. He had a talent for illusions after all, so he was more then capable of doing this much as he headed towards the secret base.