Am I a hero yet? [People]

Ningen knocked on the door gently, assuming he might wake up a sleeping patient if he was too loud. Waiting patiently, the boy looked back at his inorganic companion, Isha. He was the large cube that Ningen had been working for so long on. His completion wasn't done for the second fight, which greatly annoyed Ningen, knowing this creation of his would be best served in something like that. But now that a certain older brother was in charge of the entire Angel race, completing Isha had been accelerated. And now the helping machine was finally ready for use. And what a grand time to demonstrate Isha's skills than to complete a request made from Kakushin himself. Ningen almost jumped when the door opened. He bowed his head to the lady inside, "Greetings from Aura." Ningen said rather professionally. "I am Ningen, and come at the request of his highness, Kakushin... Who... ugh, by the way, wanted to say Hi." Ningen smiled a bit, before clearing his throat. "His majesty has request for me to deliver a gift of gratitude to the one that stopped Baransu Tower's collapse, in hope it might make a healthy recovery more possible." 
Ningen glanced to Isha, pressing a few buttons on the keypad on the floating cubes surface. A light appeared on Isha's front, which turned into a small hologram in front of Ningen. It was a picture of what looked like metal boots, only far more complicated than that. "These were designed by myself as perfect replacements. They are prosthetic legs, made to act as close to the real thing as possible, even when they can't be moved manually." Ningen announced, not knowing if even someone as experience in medicine and anatomy like Nanari would follow. So the Angel smiled as well, "We would like to help master Akvan walk again." 

Ningen was soon to relax after finishing his formalities. He himself had gone through changes recently. Kakushin didn't really give Ningen much choice when marching over him soon after being crowned, requesting for Ningen to bring his inventive mind close to the table. Now Ningen was an official Angel mechanic, with a title hanging over his head. "Oh I know you're Nanari, Kakushin wouldn't leave out your name when instructing me." Ningen wasn't all for keeping up with news, if Nanari was as well known amongst Angels as Ningen expected, then the lonely Angel didn't hear much of it when hiding away. He smiled, "I apologise for not being able to remember you, but it is good to know I had friends. And where to start about his highness..." Ningen began. The boy leaned against Isha, "If there was ever a key to unlock that guys ego, this might have just done it. Don't get me wrong, Kakushin is still as kind and helpful as before... but he's going through this stage of renaming everything in Shiro after himself. The King's room, the King's kitchen, the King's bed, the King's doorway, the King's floor, the King's questionably large wardrobe." Ningen sighed, though smiled still. "And no need to worry about kicking his behind, Ikiru and I have a bet to see how long Hane can last before doing so himself."
Almost laughing over it all, Ningen brought himself back together, relaxing his smile a bit as he nodded. "The real things are packed in Isha, though I like to think of them as only prototypes, an appetiser before I can make the real gift." Ningen stated. "Depending on how he is, we can proceed today, or whenever. The King told me I wasn't to 'side track' myself onto any other jobs until this one was complete or at least progressing... And how is he, Akvan, by the way?" Ningen, as usual, didn't know much about what was going on. Nor did he know anyone who'd visited the hospitalised hero of a week ago, so Ningen was really in the dark when assigned this job. 

Of all times to wake up, it was on the most peaceful of days. No one was sitting around hoping for Akvan to wake up, he just opened his eyes to an empty room. All apart from three furry friends. Akvan could hear purring even from where he was lying, and smiled weakly. Muchi might just take the trophy for longest sleeper, since Akvan couldn't remember not hearing the gentle cat not snoring at some point during the last few days, so as far as he was concerned, Muchi hadn't moved. And it was after knowing Muchi was there, that Akvan noticed two other sets of eyes. Tulus and Burea, all three cats Akvan was long accustomed to. And was more than glad to have their company at least when waking up. It would have been nice to see Gensho around, or Nanari, so he could confirm some things. Like how long exactly had Akvan been sleeping, it was hard to tell without a concept of time or the position of the Sun. And, he just wanted to talk to someone, confide in them. Seek comfort for not being really back together again, and to ask when and how he could begin making up to those he'd caused suffering to. 
As he sighed, Akvan turned his attention towards the door, hearing whoever it was visiting. It wasn't a voice Akvan recognised, but looking through at their soul, Akvan could sense they were Angel. And they had a very peculiar friend, some floating mush of magic energy. He didn't need to guess on who they were, not when he heard Nanari knock. Clearing his unused voice, Akvan was pleased to find out that at least he could still talk, if little else. "Yes... I am." He answered softly, if unheard then Burea or Tulus would surely add to it. 

Nanari chuckled slightly, she doubted Hane would last that long, even if he hasn't accepted it. Hell, it wouldn't surprise her if he was still addressing Tenshi as 'your majesty' even with this sudden change. Nanari would have to visit both Aura and Dranar soon to see how her brothers were doing. But she turned her attention to Ningen before smiling softly, he had a kind heart, that much wasn't hard to tell. "Don't let Kakushin abuse that, because knowing him he will ask you to make the weirdest and wackiest things that have no use... Well maybe not that bad, but seeing how he's new in power im sure he will abuse that a little..." Nanari knew it wouldn't ever be anything bad, but it would have no use to anything besides his own enjoyment, and after the past seventeen years of Exitium taking things from people, she was sure both Kaku and Ruru especially would be working to give back for a change. Listening outside of Akvan's room, Nanari was pleased to hear he was awake as Tulus and Burea were making sure he was okay before walking in, smiling over to her brother as she sat next to him. "Hey Akvan, glad to see your finally awake, you've put everyone in a fright for the past week... How you feeling?" Giving him a slight hug, Nanari grabbed on of his hands and looked to Burea and Tulus slightly, they seemed to get the message, Tulus leaving to get in contact with the others, and Burea for water and such. Looking over to Ningen, Nanari thought it would be better to let Ningen explain things rather then her, even if part of her believed it would be too much for a newly awoken Akvan to take in.

Ningen decided on taking this work in his stride. He'd never really delivered gifts to people, or worked on projects like this before, but Ningen already loved doing this. Just what it represented, how a life could be basically be saved by Ningen doing a simple piece of work, considering what he usually designed. Letting the reveal of his gift sink in, Ningen sat back on top Isha, smiling towards Akvan. "Is the chance to walk again." Ningen added onto Akvan's unfinished piece. "It might not be perfect, but I plan to continue this request as long as I can. I consider these as just prototypes, constructing you the perfect replacement legs will take time, but it's something I'd gladly enjoy making." Ningen had all sort of plans for this, so long as Akvan was willing to even accept a gift like this. If he was, then perhaps by monitoring the user, Ningen could go and create better prosthetics, ones perfectly suited to Akvan's use of magic and everything. Ningen's head was already buzzing with ideas with this new kind of engineering he'd be asked to try, and he almost forgot that things weren't go until Akvan gave the word. Ningen hopped down, knelling on the floor to begin a better demonstration, one he didn't know if the others would even be able to follow. "I designed even these prototypes to mirror the muscle action of normal limbs. It's made of high class, Gold nine and part of Gold thirteen, which makes it incredibly durable and also lightweight. Around the ankle I made enough resistance to provide balance and support, and also made it so they are detachable, though remain hard to do so, just so they don't fall off randomly." Ningen stated as he pointed to particular parts. Finally standing up, Ningen assessed the two's expressions. "However, I cannot proceed with anything, unless given your complete consent, Akvan. To attach them requires you to be fit enough, even if you claim so now, I'll need to run checks to prove so myself." And that was where Isha came in, though his mechanical friends time to shine would come later. 

Akvan had slowly brought himself to sit up throughout everything, though it spiked a pain in his stomach, things soon calmed down enough for Akvan to relax against the bed. He smiled to Nanari, feeling blessed to know her, in all honesty. Of all people to go and help someone like Akvan out, it felt more than luck to have Nanari as a loving sister. He glanced to the glass of water, doing his best to take it from Nanari when his hands refused to move properly. Fortunately Burea hung next to him, able to hold up the glass before Akvan almost dropped it. Sniffing to get rid of the surprised and happy tears, Akvan took a small drink before listening to Ningen's description of things. Akvan didn't know what else to think other than of the idea that he might just get to walk again. Akvan's face seemed unhappy and solemn, though inside he was gleaming right now. "Thank you Ningen, I don't like accepting gifts but... b-but this one too, miraculous, to refuse so easily." Both Ningen and Nanari seemed hell bent on making sure they had a healthy patient before granting the gift to Akvan. But Akvan didn't want to wait anymore, and sleep for another week or something. If his legs were still there now, Akvan would already be up and going to see others. He sighed as he swallowed down the herbs, recognising one of Nanari's concoctions easily. Swallowing again at the taste, Akvan looked from one to the other. "I know that even if I say I feel fine, you'll both double check anyway." 
His head turned with everyone else's when Tulus returned, and for once Akvan openly chuckled at what the feline said. "I think we should all have learnt by now, that the Mun clan never listens to warning." Akvan stated. He wanted time alone to think through all this, but if his friends and family knew, then Akvan also knew there'd be no stopping them. It would take minutes, or seconds before others turned up at the window, or waltz right into the house. 

Note: Hada is NPC

The last week of the Mun clan had been a very mixed time indeed. During the day, everyone was very busy, tending to sick or wounded, talking about that night, about how it seemed so miraculous and no one died. Well, all except one brave kid, and it was shame Zuura didn't get to know Art before the night of terror. But he had been the only in-clan casualty, everyone else had minor wounds here and there, but it was nothing compared to the first fight held in Dranar. And who did everyone have to thank for that? The very person they'd considered rejecting for lying to them. Zuura had never bought Akvan's little 'lying will be best' thing, and felt bad to see his best friend given a bad welcome when showing the real him. But Zuura hadn't ever been worried. Akvan loved this clan almost as much as the Nephalem, and would have been determined to win his way back in. But of all ways to do so, daring death like that to prove himself was such a typical Akvan, or Flood thing to do. Reckless, selfless, and kind of cool in a dangerous way. So during the day, everyone was in silent respects. Words on the constant condition of their ally was getting old now, Zuura pretended not to be worried when receiving the same news every day. But during the night, to lift the spirits of those still in shock from all that had transpired, Zuura held many a celebration. Drinking in respect for the fallen, in cheers for those still living today. Every night, it seemed like the terrors happening around the clan in under a month were simple and easy to forget. 

Zuura yawned, lying in the centre of clan grounds as others walked around him, ignoring their eccentric leader's usual antics. He'd almost fell asleep, until his acute hearing picked up a cute little critter speaking out towards the clan. Zuura pulled himself up, looking towards the crowd that had gathered around their small visitor with big news. After hearing it, most simple smiled, accepting the good news and moving on to their duties with a brightened expression. Though a few stuck around, seemingly glued to the spot in joy. Zuura pulled himself up, walking over to Hada as she shook like a leaf. Zuura gleamed after hearing the news, looking at Akvan's sister before marching forwards, dragging Hada by the wrist. "Well Sleeping beauty's not gonna come to us!" Zuura announced. "Wait Zuura! Tulus told us to wait a bit before going over." 
Zuura stopped to frown, nose shrivelled up. "Wait? What's that mean?" Before Hada could reply, Zuura nodded to Labari before continuing his march into a run. A run from Baransu to Minato, it's neighbouring town, would usually take perhaps half and hour. Zuura and the merry band of followers that struggled to keep up, made it in just under ten minutes. Poor Hada had probably lost feeling in her arm, relieved when Zuura released it, and happy when the clan leader pointed out the house. Obviously Zuura was the first to march through the door, only to be shoved by Hada as she got into the room first. Skipping her way around everything, Hada cared not for manners, or to even think of Akvan's condition as she hooked an arm around his neck. "Took you long enough!" Hada commented, holding tightly onto her brother for what felt like a good few minutes. Zuura knew he'd missed his chance at first intrusion, and so hung back whilst siblings talked. He instead had his attention pulled towards Nanari, not having visited over the last few days and missing his adorable medic. "Hello hello Nari! How's our buddy been? Many injuries? Was he covered in blood?"