Technological Revenge, and It's Effect... (Saph and Neshimo)

[Neshimo]

He stops too stare back at her, during her small episode. Whether she was yelling it too her, or some apparition that he couldn't see, he goes back and decides too let her lead for now. He doesn't know why, though following for now seems like a good idea, as she'll feel the need too take a rest if going by her own time. "Strange...you have your PDA, so just follow it, and I'll keep our backs checked until we get too the perch point.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"It's nothing." Just a random, needlessly painful headache. She wouldn't let it beat her, but nodded and walked forward, taking out the PDA occasionally to make sure they were going in the right direction. Saphire took deep breaths as the headache peaked, dropped, and slowly faded from her memory... along with what she had been thinking of. Strange, it looked like she was heading towards one of many research buildings... and yet he'd said it was to stop an execution, right? Or had he said what it was? More confusion piled on her, but she kept walking at a steady pace.

 

[Neshimo]

While following behind her, he decides to take a detailed sketch in his mind of the back her her body. If they ever get separated, he'd like too make it impossible for her too be mistaken for someone else. From top too bottom, he sketches her image in his mind, making sure too lock it in firm, and never be able too forget. Her face was easy enough, for all he'd need too see were her eyes.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

((Lol, I'ma speed it up.))


Soon the two of them reached an overlook, from which they could see the entire compound that they needed to shoot. A good thing, too... any longer and Saphire would have snapped, hitting something with the intent of ending it, for whatever reason. Probably a tree, she'd mostly ended her obsession with killing creatures that got in her way randomly... something told her that the massive blanks in her memory were times she'd been particularly... successful. "Ok, Jamil. What's the plan they recommended?"

 

[Neshimo]

Making up another lie, he tries too make one of his own, and hands her his bow. Stronger then her's obviously, and he holds out his hand too take her lighter bow. "Two shots, they'll be coming out for the executions in that building." He points too a building leading out too a long hallway, which connects one too the other. "So that's the only one we need too get inside, the executioner will be on his way through that long hallway, so we need too get in before the 10 minutes are up. She's always shows up last after the patients are numbed, so we both fire at the end of each hallway, and hopefully, on of us hits her. Understood?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She nodded, taking the bow and testing it, grabbing an arrow and drawing to see if she could handle. "Hmm... a bit stiff, but doable. Careful with that one, Don't grab anything but the grips, it's a bolt of pure plasma. You can adjust the power used when it's in standby, but when you draw it'll automatically be at full strength, so be careful. Also, it's not got as long a reach as yours. I'd say about half, so be careful where you go. This button," She pointed to one on the center, "Will separate it into two swords for you to use, if you have to get up close."

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright then, lets go." The plan was actually well thought out, too use a sniper as the executioner was preparing, they'd shoot through the wall, as she always stands in the same place whilst doing so. Still he wanted too see why it was said for neither of them too go in. I, or she, could have been the sniper, yet it never told them whether it'd be him or her. So hopefully they find out what's being kept form them both. He starts too come down from the perch, and waits near the gate for a passing patrol vehicle too drive by before going in and trying too find a hatch on the roof too go into.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire quickly followed him, a sense of nostalgia guiding her. It wasn't long before she realized... "This way, Jamil." She told him, turning down towards the other side of the roof, dropping down and jumping into a shadow. Landing on a large crate she held out her arms for him. It was strange, she remembered exactly where to go... and yet she was certain she'd never been in this building in her entire life. There was a slight buzzing in her head, the tiniest hint of not-right, but she quickly shook her head and ignored it, letting herself focus solely on getting out of there.

 

[Neshimo]

She found a route too him better than the one they had. Nothing more too him, and he follows her leadership through the perimeter. "Alright, lead the way then, your eyes might be better than mine for this. I'll have your back for this mission." He did want too prove himself for this at first, but it's now it's imperative that they find out what's going on here. "Where too next?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Down this hall." It was simple for her to figure out where to go, almost second nature. She didn't let herself think about it, that dull not-right was getting stronger and she didn't want to be put out of commision. Quick steps, light even in her boots, often taking odd steps to avoid the wood on this floor, not stepping on any creaky steps, and doing so naturally. No thought went into her navigation, it was pure instinct, the kind born from spending years in a place, and soon they met a fork. "I go right, you go left. Stick to this wall and you'll hit the right spot." Luckily they were on the rarely-used attic floor, and she had no clue where that had come from.

 

[Neshimo]

"...Alright." She's more than guiding me, she knows this place very well. Though rather than prying, he just decides too follow it because till this day, she hasn't let him down yet. So he goes and waits at the other end of the vents, seeing everyone walking down too the execution room. This is the right place, and now they wait for the executioner at the end. "I'll tell you when she's walking down, after that, we'll go and if you can, lead us out of here."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire grunted her agreement, taking out an arrow and testing it. It had been a while since she'd used a regular bow, but she could handle it, and all she had to do was shoot straight, since the very essence of their plan was to hit her while the executioner was preparing to fire off the weapon. And why in the world was she doing so, anyway? Executions would be done remotely normally... and why was this place so familiar? A huge wall of "not now" was slammed on the questions, she hissed just slightly in anger at herself. How could she allow her thoughts to roam at a time like this? No, now was time for fire. Assassinations... a simple enough job. She'd done dozens, often in the same night. "Let me know and I'll fire on three."


((I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow.))

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright then." All of those responsible or related too those being executed as all either grieving or have a care free attitude about it. The loud footsteps off all that came but one go past us. After the 10 minutes are up, she begins too walk down, and he gets an idea. Saphire is a good shot, so deciding too leave the kill to her, he wants too take out any guards behind or in-front of her so they can enter the execution room with stealth again. "Alright Saphire I'm believing in you. 1..." He jumps out of the vent, landing on the ground and notices guards behind where Saphire should drop. "2..." He grabs the grips of the plasma bow, and can feel the energy around his hands, and with it already at full strength, "3!" He fires off his shot too hit one of the guards near the door then gets ready too fire off again.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire, on reflex, let go of the arrow right as three went through, an explosion of wood and metal in the body, near the heart, of her target. A smirk, she still had it, and she drew the arrow and aimed at another guard. This one looked familiar, and was... tall and old. The grey that showed under his helmet was proof, and she aimed for him while she slid down the vent to join Jamil, letting go almost immediately, the arrow going right through him, a strangled cry of something, a name? "Tsu..." She'd heard that name before... somewhere...

 

[Neshimo]

"You might be better with my bow than I am." A sigh as he drags the executioners' body into a neat pile with the others whilst heading too the end of the hall. "You ready?" Tossing it in with the other two he waits for her too be ready, though she seems in a trance. He snaps his fingers at her multiple times to get her attention, "Come back too earth Saphire."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The clatter of his bow falling from her hands, a scream, her arms grabbing at him, and her talking in another language. "Watashi wa... watashi wa..." Another scream, one of her hands gripping her head, absolute terror visible, she dropped down to her feet, letting go of him to grab her arms, curling up further, not seeing anything, "H-hitori... hitori... nee-chan, imouto, watashi wa... mou, watashi wa mou ningen jyanai!" What was merely fear quickly turned into tears, her muttering dieing down to a silent sob as she struggled to do... something. She didn't know what... only that she was terrified, the memories as fresh as when she'd first created them.

 

[Neshimo]

"What the...Saphire shush shush!" He tries too plead though her scream just get louder and louder. She has been here before, and it was this traumatizing too her. The foreign language unusual too him, and those in the execution room already hearing them, they at least got the executioner, which means they'll have too send for another hopefully if another isn't already here. If not so, then it's a chance he's willing too take. Placing his bow and hers around him, turns on his power gloves too maximum strength, and with 3 punches, destroys a nearby wall. He then goes too pick Saphire up, then does his best too stagger any guards in his way by kicking them out of the way. Eventually having too use take out some wire, and running around tree's too make the guards chasing them down more cautious after seeing their fellow guard get sliced in half. With that, he lights the strings, setting most of the forest ablaze and finally making their escape through the smoke that blinds them form their pursuers.


She's broken as of right now, not being able too do much. So he runs off back into a new rendezvous, an enclosure in a hill, and a good distance away form the facility, though they will be sure too send a search party he's sure. So he place Saphire down at a certain part of the hill, and wires a good area around them, about 3/4ths of a mile circumference in a wide circle. Coming back, he places their things down, and turning off his gloves, then looks at her shivering, defeated body, scared of what just happened in there.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The moment she'd been picked up the sobs had stopped, but not her tears, and she simply shook in his arms, the fear overwhelming. Once she was put down she curled into a ball, the sobs and the pain in her head getting worse, always worse. The more time she spent outside of the building, however, the more she calmed down. Shuddering breaths had replaced the sobbing, rocking the constant, painful grip, and she no longer muttered in that foreign language, speaking in English, though still too low to understand. She could once more see the area around her... see that she was being protected and watched over by Jamil, but still unable to react to him. Now, aside from the doll-like movements, there was a numbness about her... the tears and muttering were real, but she wouldn't be able to act on her own wishes for a while.

 

[Neshimo]

"Come here..." Sighing, he hugs her huddled body closer too him, resting her head in his shoulder and places her on his legs for comfort. "It's going too be alright, you'll get through this like everything else you have done." Not knowing what reason, nor how she got here mostly except for the bit that she told me, he's going too ask her from start too finish, so he can help her, like she's helping him. "Just calm down, I'm here with you, and I wont let them hurt you again."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"...human," The muttering, now that there was a warm body against her, rose... almost as though she needed something near her. "... not human... I'm...." A whimper, hands reaching blindly for something to grab, something in her said it was an ally, Jamil... I... I know him. I remember him... Her head tilted, just a bit, to look at him, eyes once more looking dead... but just under that wall of not-alive was a tiny spark of something, and her trembling lip revealed that the hint of not-right was now a full blown storm of utterly-wrong.

 

[Neshimo]

"Shh, Shh." She's all around like a busted machine. And from the pink skin, and her comment, he'd say that's not too far off, still theres no need too rush her story. He needs Saphire back and for now, she's gone and replace with a scared little girl. So, in order too not scare her, from memory, he begins too tell a story from a book. One of a princess who couldn't find her home, and who had too struggle and survive too one day after she became a woman, find where she belongs. Simple, but for her, hopefully, it cams her enough too bring at least some form of the girl he used too know.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Shuddering breaths, the muttering slowing down, nearly dieing out as her mind focused on the words... away from the facility, towards Jamil, more so than before. A shudder, a gasp, what were grasping hands turned into limply drooping ones. Her eyes closed, head leaning into his chest, not in sleep but in rest. Tears slowed down, not topping, but no longer debilitating. The tiniest bit of relaxation, straightening just enough to not be in pain from her back any longer. As though unsure of herself she whispered his name, "Jamil?"

 

[Neshimo]

Hearing his name said so weirdly in her voice, it still her voice, so he replies. "Im sorry, do you think you might be able too stop crying? It's getting a little weird seeing you with so much emotion, though it is a bit cute with you cuddling me like this." Giving the same smile he's given her a thousand times, hopefully some familiarity will get her too come back just a little bit faster. "So maybe, I like you here more than I thought I did. Maybe just like telling you stories, either way, glad you've calmed down."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A tiny nod, one hand moving now to wipe off the tears she had still not finished letting go. He was teasing her, she was sure, but it was still... still releiving. He hadn't left her alone when she'd freaked out, hadn't just let her die... this wasn't working, she was starting to freak out again. A deep breath, let out with more shuddering, her voice still unsteady she managed to get out a slight, tired and weak, "Thank you." Her hand, the one not wiping her face, was still held against him, as though reassuring herself that he was, in fact, real.

 

[Neshimo]

"You'll be okay. Just rest for a while longer." He pets her head and rubs her back. This right now, is probably the only moment he'll see her this way. Too see her this vulnerable, and this weakened, and for some reason, he wants too treasure every moment of it. He decides, after hearing it last night, too hum the song she sung for him when he fell into the deepest sleep, seeing as if she song it that well too know the lyrics, it'd probably calm her down.