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

[SaphireTsuki]

That one comment was enough for her to send one of her senbon to the wall a few inches away from him. "That's why I was originally trained, sir." The movement of her hand had happened without her even opening her eyes, going only on sound, but she was used to acting as such. "I'd like to see you get past guards without undue sound. I'm sure you'd manage to take out an entire outpost in one night... without raising an alarm on entry." She'd raised one after entering it, but... well, that was that. "Can you sense a Stealth Unit?"

 

[Neshimo]

The boy notices the senbon, only 5 seconds after it's tossed, then leans against the wall smiling. "No, I can't sense stealth units, but lets say I have a nose for metal. Glad too be working with you..." A small nod too his partner, and a secret shared among them, they all just speak too each other as if its the most natural thing too be standing here during the beginning of a war. Before either Jamil or Saphire have a chance too retort the comment, a man comes out signalling us inside, and the projector in the middle, along with several TV screens, some turned on too see other groups sitting down at some foreign location, while others are most likely still being set up. Looks like every group made will have a part in this final push too the capital.


Though still he remembers his partners hunger, then goes over too the food bar, where luxuries have been prepared for them. Steak skewers, Doughnuts, Milk, and a certain bottle marked by Saphires' name filled with a still somewhat boiling herbal tea, gives him notice this was just made tonight. "Would you like to be placed down now, or later? I'm not sure eating while me holding you would be the best idea."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

What might have been a laugh came from her, "Set me down. I'm sure it's getting worse for you as well." She was fully awake now, at least. So, at least she was ready for anything. "You probably should eat too, if there's anything in there for you." There was a chair right next to some sort of counter, no two, so it should be good for them to sit there. And a slight growl... her body was telling her to get right to eating, apparently...

 

[Neshimo]

"Alright then, I'll just have a steak skewer, and milk." A weird combination, though it was rare for someone too have milk these days with restrictions, so he picks up some of both, and Saphires bottle of herbal tea. "This is apparently for you as well, think it might be tea, or some sort of hot beverage." Either way it goes, he still is just going too eat what he feels, and sits next too the counter spotted by her, waiting for the briefing too begin.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire nodded, taking her food to sit next to him and eat. She took a testing sip of the warm drink, what could have been a smile if it weren't so hard to see, "Herbal tea." That was good, it meant she'd have something to keep her calm. The lights fell down as they prepared to begin the briefing, her pausing to whisper "Itadakimasu," once more, and then she began to eat the steak. It was good, but not as much as what Jamil had made earlier... and now she was grateful for the shadows, her face turning slightly pink as she tried to figure out if she honestly thought so or if she just was too attached to him to know anymore. She gently shook her head, she wouldn't make that kind of mistake, and... well, now wasn't the time.

 

[Neshimo]

As all the screens are on, the projectors turn on in each room, revealing our commander, as he salutes us all, as we do back too him, food in our hands or not. They all have a respect for this man we probably will never have for anyone else ever again in our service here. Sitting back down he begins an orientation first, introducing the groups, and their roles, then letting him introduce themselves in the group as well if wanted, and 15 groups later he lands on us, saying our one and only mission is too "Kill Him". Bluntly, he puts that he and Saphire, are the best attack and stealth team of the groups, when they follow orders, already knowing of my screw up with making a new plan. "Sorry, sir..." And honest apology as he stands up and introduce myself. "Jamil S. Marden, Sniper and long range specialist."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire stood as well, next to him and looking for all the world blank. "Saphire Tsuki, Assassin. I specialize in stealthy takeouts and infiltrations." She'd glared at the man when he'd blamed Jamil, hadn't it been THEIR plan that was messed up? The glare faded before she spoke, lasting but a second, and she stood at ease, looking calm even as she stood balanced, ready to move at the slightest hint of danger. Her eyes scanned the room, nothing else moving, and once more returned to their Commander's face.

 

[Neshimo]

The commander nods, then sighs, knowing that glare from her all too well, "Be at ease truly Tsuki, there is no danger here." A slight clearing of his throat, he starts of with a small quote of inspiration, then begins too relay his plans for the regular infantry and artillery, as well as routes for trading supplies through between battle grounds, though too everyone seemingly in agreement, the plan is a bit shifty, one girl even saying it seems 'Sketchy' ,though he does then explains himself. Each of our groups, were told too place their PDA on pads which shot out once the commander clicks his sole with the floor. Explaining each of our roles, until finally, he comes too us. "These two..." He gives a smile, and says just two words. "Good luck", a very vague part of our plan, he looks too Saphire, wondering if she knows what the gesture could mean?

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She looked at him and frowned, a tap on his arm, she'd explain later. It was easily going to be the hardest part of their mission, and... well, she didn't want anyone getting caught up in it. "Thank you sir. We won't fail." She turned to the Commander and nodded. She owed him a lot, after all... and it met with her desires. He would never betray another person, or ruin another life, when she was finished with him. One hand curled into a fist, her eyes hardening with the determination. "I know what we need to do."

 

[Neshimo]

"Good, that will be all then." The plan as a whole together, it works out for all of them, and a joint nod in agreement, the PDA's gives a "Beep Beep" signaling the downloading finished. About it'd they all have their missions, and with one last salute, he wishes us all good luck, the coming week would be busy, for training and just for a break, though for Jamil and Saphire, more of a recovery for their injuries, and training even more for Jamil with stealth units. Either way, they'd both be ready, and with that, the briefing is over, and the tv's turn off, as the two groups with us pick up their PDAs', as does Jamil, and looks over the route, which involves more fast paced stealth, almost non stop, all the way too the capital, hitting some of the most dangerous places and war zones for them both. A dangerous route, though the quickest route, and the only message is 'Kill him, and Liberate our country.'

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She saluted him, hand to her forehead, and alone says, almost as though it were a habit, "Sir yes sir." Once he was out of the room she let the salute fall, turning to Jamil. "Well... shall we see if there's some indoor quarters available?" She doubted it, and something made her grip her arm, but... well, it would be better for him than being here, or laying on the ground. Sure, he could do it... but still... A glance at his abdomen showed that yes, it really was a horrible wound. And it had been occured for her sake...

 

[Neshimo]

"Not sure there would be, I think they need all the space inside for training...unless you have a place in mind?" He only knows as much as she does about this place, so it's up too her whether or not she wishes too try and find a place for them too lay their heads. "The medical bay is still probably full for right now, so thats out of the question...oh, right. These." He'd been given a ticket, for being one of the 16 groups, and was so wrapped up in his partner he forgot it existed. "There's apparently a small gym here, they moved all the equipment out and turned it into a break room for us, I think they turned the execution section and library into a room for the other groups here, though I'm not sure, but we could stay here for tonight if you wish."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Small gym?" Something clicked, Saphire grabbed the ticket and started walking down the hall, "Follow me.." It was like during the mission. She knew exactly where to go, and wasn't sure why... but that room... "It's probably the one they used for..." Trailing off she wondered how she even knew it was there, the hand now rubbing against her sleeve slightly. It reminded her of something, this room, "Practice? No, that was where we would do stretching exercises. Yoga, weight training..."

 

[Neshimo]

"T-theres directions here if you need them." Her silent speaking to herself, and the leading him through the facility, it's just as it was last time. 'Hopefully she doesn't break down again...' He doesn't want too pull her back though, seeing as it may be a good thing, helping her too reclaim her memories, things that she may need to become herself again, or maybe someone new. He'll protect her all the same, though till that time when she can remember and protect herself whilst doing so, he worries about her.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She paused mid step, hand going to her head, and took in a deep breath. A few of these followed, shoulders slowly rising, but she opened her eyes. "I'm fine, Jamil. I... know where to go." Deliberately rolling them back and down she took a few steps forwards, eyes shining with determination. Her hands gripped the kimono, and she kept walking forwards. There wasn't a hint of wavering, no deliberation, and she turned left, down a hall. At the end of the hall was a door, and she took in one more breath, opening the door with her face obviously and deliberately blank.

 

[Neshimo]

The room, not filled with weights anymore, now just filled with some tables found in storage, sleeping bags, and a chess set. A small cd player for both of them, and soda's. Not overly extravagant, but floor replaced with cloths from old curtains from somewhere or another make the hard cold floor somewhat warm. "This looks...alright I guess." It is war time, so he didn't expect much, though for some reason, he expected more than this, which brings out a laugh from him.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire turned to face him, expression softening. It couldn't be that bad... he was laughing, and... and she still didn't know what had made her apprehensive in the first place. The tension in her shoulders dropped, and the worry she had been unconsciously building faded away. "It's not bad. Better than the tent we used last night. Plenty of room for the two of us." She didn't care, as long as she wasn't alone... as long as he was with her. She found herself leaning slightly to him, arm dropping. "Though... I don't know what kind of music we could listen to."

 

[Neshimo]

"I'm not sure either, though it seems we got the somewhat calmer variety of this facility, so why not listen too them?" Being the first to go in, whilst also helping her too take a seat, seeing as she's seems tired by her leaning, he takes a look at one of the CD's, and decides too play it, hopefully bringing the room into somewhat of a lighter mood, and it does so much, that he places the first song on loop for a while. "You can change it if you wish, the song just calmed me alot." Honestly, he already feels this place too be a new home too him, and not feeling much up too sleeping again, he looks over too Saphire, wanting too see if she has any other idea's.


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[SaphireTsuki]

She sighed softly, the calming music was doing much for keeping her from thinking about whatever was wrong. There was time enough for that tomorrow. Taking a seat next to the chess board she asked, almost boredly, "You want to... I dunno, play a game. Or talk... if you've got something you want to talk about." Her back was starting to sting, the stretching finally starting to hurt as the nerves were re-formed on the upper layers. Luckily nothing under her skin had been hit, but... well, she absently put one hand to her back, hoping it would help the pain.

 

[Neshimo]

"We could talk for now I guess, but not because we have something too talk about seriously." He sighs, going over too her, then leaning over too begin rubbing her back. "It still hurts, doesn't it? Not that this wound hurts any less, but still...it seems the smallest wound on your body right now would be this." The band-aid on her finger from earlier is covered in dirt and he begins taking it off, showing a fully healed finger. "There, now your a little bit closer too being healed." Just trying to make her feel better about herself, as usual for him for these past few days.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"I had to re-grow the skin on my back." She sounded frightened, tense and shaking, but still... His hands felt nice, at least she knew he was honest about helping him. Glancing at her fingers she nodded, "I guess..." Her arms were back to normal, the bruises were sore, being too low-importance for the nanomachines to deal with, so they'd heal as normal. "I never explained, did I? About my regenerative abilities?" A pause, and then... "I can... if you want. Only if you want to know." Otherwise it really didn't matter... and he deserved to know, at least.

 

[Neshimo]

"Well, I am curious, though if it doesn't affect the mission, then no need for me too know." It was true, her having machines, didn't affect him at all, nor the way he felt about her. With fighting, this actually made things easier, as if she ever does need immediate attention, with some protein the meat will be done quickly enough, even if she will still feel the soreness and pain afterwards. There's few rest stops between the zones they'll be in, and at the most, they can only rest for 45 minutes or so before moving again, so hopefully this will be a good thing.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She opened her mouth, closed it, opened again... struggling to get the words out. Here was a person who's opinion mattered, though she wasn't sure why, and... she wanted to tell him. But the words wouldn't come out easily. A deep breath, and then... "I... the nanomachines in me are a material known as bio-steel, they form from proteins like regular cells, but are made by other nanomachines. A device in my neck scans the damage my body takes, and when it's above a certain threshold, or when blood is visible, it'll reform the damaged tissue. Occasionally if the wounds are particularly big, bad, or I don't eat enough meat regularly... I get that same pink mass you saw earlier. The resulting tissue is always a bit... tight, for me, and it causes some discomfort for a while." Another breath, she grabbed his hand tightly. "The device also alters my... physiology occasionally, reinforcing my hair to make a sort of armor, altering the shape of my pupils when necessary to sense movement, sharpening my senses... so, I'm more of a cybernetic animal than a person." She bit her lip, not meeting his gaze, afraid of what he would do or react with.

 

[Neshimo]

"Cybernetic animal hmm?" He takes in every word, with a serious stride, wanting too know every bit about her. "I've guessed about all the way up too the meat, and the skin, so you are special." A deep breath, then an exhale, and he gives her a smile. "Animal, not really. For one, animals kill without purpose. If a deer dies, they don't go for revenge, same as if it was a predator, the whole pack doesn't go back for revenge. So, I'd say you have a bit more soul than an animal, though petting you is still fun for me." He sees her trying the damnedest too look away from him, and gives a laugh. "Were you really so worried that I'd reject you? After the short time we've spent, I've learned too much, and been through too much with you, too even think of you as someone other than something I wish too protect."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Her shocked look at him was all the answer he'd get to that last statement. He truly believed she was worth protecting? That she was as much a person as someone else? But her entire... how... what? Her hand twitched, half wanting to slap him for laughing and half wanting to pull him into a hug, the only way she knew to convey her true emotions. Of course... once she realized that he'd said something about petting her... yep, there was the blush, and this time she turned around in an attempt not to let him see it. "P-p-pet?" a whisper.