"I remember all of it," was what Adriel said of Heaven. She went on to explain it, and Lila actively took in every piece of information she described. After all, that was to be her home once she died. And in Manta Carlos? You could survive for a hundred years, or a day. There didn't seem to be any fear of death amongst those who are immortal, or semi-immortal, or even just hard to kill. Lila had lived in a society where when someone died, the whole neighbourhood mourned for days, cried, had a sad funeral and then kept pictures of the deceased in their homes to remember them. She got the feeling that a death here called for a party, or drinks, or people just getting over it.
It was going to be hard to properly adjust here. Even though she was well aware of her virtual immortality, it was scary to think she would die in the body she felt so human in, the only body she had ever known. That she would leave the life she had for something else. And if Adriel's story counted for the whole Angel species, her memories would be wiped. And wouldn't that be to the same effect of dying? She wouldn't realise she had previously lived a life until her teenage years, maybe even older than she was now. Either way, the thought of both eternal and mortal life scared her out of her mind, and to experience both? She would get the sensations of both lives, but she would also just die over and over again. What if it eroded away her emotions?
Adriel's explanation of Heaven made absolutely no sense to Lila, but she somehow knew what the Angel was trying to say. Sort of. "So... Were there like... Physical structures? Buildings, cars, that kind of thing? Or was it all..." Lila searched for the proper words, "Just like a feeling, or a dream?" Her perception of Heaven had probably been disfigured as a result of movies and books. Her mother hadn't spent much time there at all, and so couldn't describe it effectively. Adriel, on the other hand, seemed to know much more about being an Angel and had so much more experience. Her mother was a relatively young Angel, Adriel was definitely thousands of years older than her. To confirm the reliability of what was said, she asked, "Did you spend much time there?"
As for Lila's homework, Adriel suggested Michael. She had heard of him many times, from her mother especially. He had an interesting story, as far as Angels go, and was recognisable so that she could find plenty of information on him. He was one of the Angels she had been considering when first handed the assignment based on her prior knowledge of him. But her casual tone suggested she wasn't going to get much of the most interesting parts of Adriel's past. This wasn't surprising, she appeared to have emotions running around like crazy inside of her mind. Maybe that's what seven thousand years of living does to someone, even someone as powerful as the girl, Lila thought. She had dodged around the question well, maybe even realised the younger Angel's hunger for information. "Yeah, okay, that's a good idea," she said, hiding her slight disappointment.
"No I can't!" The words sliced the fragile bond between the two Angels like a knife. Lila felt guilt, streaming through her, filling her with the horrible knowledge that she had done something very, very wrong. She had not just offended Adriel, she had downright hurt her, angered her, something the younger girl didn't know she was capable of unintentionally doing. Bookshelves shook, and Lila knew they were back to the start in terms of their relationship. It brought her straight back to the first moment they shared in the library, when the books fell off the shelf. "I- I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that. Please... don't hurt me. Truth is, I can only get to Heaven if I die. But I don't really want to find out that much. I- I think I can wait for that."
Then she realised, this time was worse. Much, much worse. The bookshelves themselves were sent tumbling, smashing into smithereens, disintegrating before her very eyes. She frantically looked around, first for people under the shelves and next for teachers, or other students in the library who witnessed the damage. But who was she kidding? This was a magical school. Somebody was going to find out exactly whose fault the catastrophe was. She wondered, was there anyone with powers to fix this? Considering the sheer variety of students at the school, and teachers for that matter, could someone clean up their mess?
But her focus quickly returned to Adriel. She showed pure anger on her face, unmistakable for anything else. Lila would be lying if she said she felt scared. She was petrified. She had really, really hurt the girl. She didn't know why but she had. And she soon got her answer. "I was banished." So she was a Fallen Angel? An Angel that powerful? That could be very dangerous. But somehow it seemed... Different. Adriel had been nothing but pleasant to her, aside from her outburst, which was deserved, she had to admit. Her mother had always taught her to stay away from Fallen Angels, that they were banished for a reason, but she saw the good in Adriel. It could be the dumbest thought she had ever had, but she saw the Angel as a good one. Dangerous, sure, but there was righteousness in her. She had morals. She seemed to want companionship. Lila wondered how she was banished, but didn't want to push the topic.
Fortunately, she wasn't given the choice. Adriel fled the library with her wings, fast, maybe faster than Lila could fly. She was left standing there, in the debris, alone. With one thing on her mind. She knew she needed to keep talking to Adriel. She had parts of her own history she needed to fill in, and she seemed to have all the answers. With that, she let her wings out and speedily got out of the library.
((OOC: Yeah, I'd be happy to))