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

[SaphireTsuki]

A pause, she was in the middle of another chop, but she nodded. "Once I thought of having children, yes." Her hands resumed their movement, seeming to dance competently across the cutting board. "In... his care I decided not to, however. I didn't want them to suffer as I did. Now? I don't know if I can have children anymore. But... if I could? I would love to. The young of any species are so... pure, untouched." She lightly bit her lip, not meeting his gaze. "I... I only fear that me being... as I am, might have an adverse effect on the child. I know not much about them, you see. Would it even be possible for me to affect them, for good or ill? I'd rather not take the chance of harming them, in any way." It was best they not learn of the bitterness she felt, even now. Sure, with Jamil she felt peace, and she loved him... but that would not save a child.

 

[Neshimo]

"I see, well if I may add something onto this, considering you as you are now, that deep feeling of regret, of being stripped of childhood, will probably make you a better mother than anything I've ever seen. You know discipline, though after being on this journey with you, I think you have a more compassion than you've convinced yourself, or even me, that you think you have. A child looks too their mother and father for guidance in their lives, and even with the machines in your body, if they do affect the child, at least she'll have a life where she doesn't have too be domesticated as you were." He gives her a small pat on the back, before readying too rub it as well.


"You as a mother, might be the best thing for what ever child you have."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

For just a second she looked like she was ready to cry, that was another kind thing he'd said. She knew it probably wasn't true... but at least he'd cared enough to say it. The moment passed with the shrill cry of the hot water, she quickly put the leaves into the wire mesh that came with the teapot, placing both inside it, and took the kettle off. "Anyway, when you hear the cry you take the pot off and pour it into the pot, making sure to put the leaves in first so they don't float out of the mesh, and you don't burn yourself. Be very careful... the water's hot enough to burn. Once it's in the pot you let the tea steep, waiting until it's ready to be used. For some herbs you wait until the water's a bit cooler before putting it in, but now's a pretty good time to do it when you're not sure, the tea'd just be a bit strong if you were wrong." The change in topic was good, she'd managed not to cry as a result of his words this time. Had she fallen in love with him... or his kindness? It didn't matter. He'd even misunderstood her... she'd meant her broken personality, not her physical form. She knew the child would have nanobots in it, organic ones like her own. If she could have a child, anyway.

 

[Neshimo]

"I see, well thank you for the lesson. I'll be sure too remember it." He kneels down, ceasing the rubbing of her back, inching a small matter aways, not wanting too accidently hit anything while shadowing her. "For this kind, its a process, so I guess tea should be a thing too learn for me." Smiling, he waits for the waters boil too cease, and the water too somewhat cool enough for consumption.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small nod, it was wise of him, at least. Tea could be used for many things, if one knew how to make it. There were herbal tea remedies for many maladies, she knew... though she only knew of a few herself. "I'll happily teach you what I know. There was a type of tea used in my people's traditional tea ceremonies, but I do not know how to prepare it." A tiny smile as she arranged two cups for them, also waiting calmly for the water to cool enough for them to drink.

 

[Neshimo]

"I do mean it Saphire. You've felt pain, and malice. You've gotten through it, and not just too avenge, your doing it for the good of this country, and for everyone here too have a better life than you did under his rule. We both agree that stopping him for the greater good is the best for both of us. You more than anyone here, know this, and because of that, you wont put any of that oppressive behavior, that malice, or deceit into your child's mind. All that will be there, is the love that I know you'll ave more him or her." Another small pat on the back, he really wants her at the very least open to the idea of not being alone, maybe even adopting, or a pet, though if at all, not alone.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

(You're making me almost cry again. Q.Q )


He truly was too kind. She resolved never to voice her feelings... he deserved someone like his Marie, not like her. Someone who could love him without fearing it would end every day, without trying to push him away at times because it hurt to hope. She'd look for someone like that. "I hope you're right." Her hand shook for a moment, she'd actually said that? It was true... somehow he'd worked a bit of hope into her heart, and it was wrenching her up inside, both beautiful and terrible. Because she'd started to look over her shoulder, metaphorically, for when he would come to crush it as soon as she'd realized that.

 

[Neshimo]

"Good, now if you'll excuse me." He goes too get his cup, grabbing the handle calmly and serenely blowing on it, and taking the smallest of sips as too not burn his mouth, and besides the slight burn of drinking too early, it filled the rest of his mouth with a nice taste, as he sits, lotus style, on the floor next too her. "Deliciously prepared, thank you again."


((Oh mah geez im sorry .n., I just want him too be nice .n., and I'll have the music pick up a bit more now))

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[SaphireTsuki]

(LOL, dude. I was cryin cuz he's so nice. It's touching. Also, awesome music.)


Saphire herself took a small sip of it, much like him blowing softly on the water to cool it down as well. She hoped that it would help him... even if he couldn't actually sleep until after he was dead. A shame, but still... at least he would sleep. Whatever was wrong... he'd try to face it, and that showed a large amount of strength. She'd be careful not to push him anymore, and if she survived... well, he'd need someone to look after him. Even if she wasn't going to be his renewed love-of-his-life.

 

[Neshimo]

He goes too take another sip of tea, not wanting anything more too happen in such a moment. As few as they are, its rare for them both too be calm, as where one would try to be, the other times one would be handling the story telling. Yet now they both sit here, in a calm setting, with a calm rain, and calm sounds surrounding them, in fact now could be a time for either of them, serene and tranquil with their thoughts more or less clear, too confess. "...Nevermind, why break this atmosphere."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A confused blink... he'd said that out loud. Whatever could have caused him to suddenly talk about breaking the atmosphere? "Jamil?" It was quiet, she also didn't want to break it. But he seemed concerned about something... did he have something bad he had to say? Something like having to leave early, or his wound needing longer to recover than he'd thought? Neither of these was particularly bad... she cut off the line of thought, reminding herself of her mission would ruin the moment, and she was enjoying it too much to let that happen.

 

[Neshimo]

"Yes Saphire?" He looks up at her, then begins laughing, putting his cup down on the table then going too sit down on the couch, and lays down. "Too be honest, even after we killed him, I'd never thought we'd be able too sit down and have a cup of tea together. Not in my wildest imaginations, I though we'd find something new to do, to keep us busy, but low and behold, here we are." Another hardy laugh escapes, as he waits for his tea too cool a bit more.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

The corners of her mouth tugged upward, it was interesting. "Once he's gone... I've nothing left to do. My only skills lie in assassination, after all." She'd said so earlier, so... she didn't know what to do. "I'd expected you to just... go off and live a happy life somewhere." While she fulfilled her promise and faced her crimes. She'd ended many lives, after all... and often in cold blood.

 

[Neshimo]

"I'd, rather spend the time with you if it doesn't bother you. Maybe start up a new orphanage for the children, or since we've been fighting for so long together now, help with more wars in other countries. Dictation doesn't end just there, it's around the world." He looks towards the ceiling, him living a happy life, is something he hadn't thought about for a long while, as he'd be always pulled back too the past. "I'm not sure being happy, wouldn't be the same without you helping me, like you've been doing. Besides, I'm getting older, I already feel old in fact, yet supposedly there's still so much left for me too experience."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A tired smile, small nod. "I'd be glad of the company," Always, when it was him, "But... you may not want to come with me. The end I have waiting for me... it may not be pretty." No, it probably wouldn't be. Even if they agreed she was a good person, one who didn't deserve the full punishment, they couldn't pardon her. Not unless their true leader decided she deserved to live. And the true leader... the Sea Rose, had never met Saphire, only heard reports rife with bias and panic, or distrust and calculation. Still... "It's a nice dream, though."

 

[Neshimo]

"If it isn't pretty, I'll go as far as the ride will take me. Nothing better to do, and think of it as payment for the many time you've helped me these past few days." It really was true, from the tea, too the blindfolding, too even letting him use her lap, he's been slowly accepting her help now, and noticing it's for the better, he wants too repay her kindness towards him. "Lets make that dream your reality then, a promise from me, understood?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A small nod, her not meeting his eyes. "Understood." He could try, but she still didn't think it would happen. Not with all of her crimes. She'd come to them expecting to die, after giving them all the information she had, but had instead been used. It didn't matter to her, she had been used her whole life, but it wasn't what she had expected. Now that they were nearing the end... she found herself waiting for the chopping block.

 

[Neshimo]

"Great." Another silence, he begins too try too think of a way out of this life for both of them. Yes of course her past would keep haunting her, and even while helping us win, she'll still be questioned over and over by those she's been found guilty of killing on either side. Hiding out wouldn't be the best idea, this would need to be finished in this country, hopefully with his help.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire returned her attention to her teacup, tapping it slightly and watching the rippling of the tea. A small smile, she could hear the slight lapping of water to it's edge. Yes, she loved the sounds of nature.... she brought the drink up to her mouth, taking a small sip of the liquid as she did. Once she was finished she told him, almost sounding as though her voice was in a shrug, "I'd not worry about it, though. We've plenty of time."

 

[Neshimo]

"Likewise." He goes too the table, standing next too her, and begins too drink his own cup, a nice warm taste envelopes his mouth as he drinks more. "I believe that is all I have on our future together, I'll elt you know if anything else comes into my head." A future together? Yes he'd planned on it, though the way it was delivered left a small blush on his cheeks, though barely visible too the naked eye under his shaved hairs.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She nodded, taking another drink to mask yet another blush. He was going to be the death of her composure, she knew... eventually he'd make her blush enough that's she'd loose all self-restraint and blurt out the three words she'd never epected to say. But now wasn't the time for that... now was the time to feel glad and surprised. He'd said he wanted to have a future with her, that he wanted her to be around him even after everything was over. That would be enough.

 

[Neshimo]

"I'm...going too take a nap." Drinking the tea, he feels a bit drowsy though he feels that way usually when consuming a warm drink, so he takes a place on the floor, wrapping a sheet around him as per usual. "Wake me up when you feel it's time for me too train, for now, I'll let my body rest a bit more, and take care of this wound." A snap of his eyes closing, a yawn, and just as quickly as he sat up, he found himself alseep again. Not resting, but asleep.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A tiny smile... she hadn't even drugged it. He truly was unused to the drink. Well... it was good of him to rest. With that wound it'd probably be good for him. She finished her own drink, yawning slightly. The combination of rain, music, and calming tea had made her tired as well, though she struggled to stay awake. Putting all of the tea stuff away safely, hopping on one foot as she did, she took their cups to the bathroom next to the gym, rinsing everything out and removing all of the leaves. It wouldn't do to sleep like that. Once everything was in place? She moved to the sleeping bag she'd planned to sleep in, curling up slightly on her left side, still trying to stay awake, but also to warm up. The water that had soaked her kimono hadn't done as well as her hair, and she'd started shivering.

 

[Neshimo]

A small skip of time, a nightmare doesn't wake him up, rather the storm seems too have gotten heavier, and several lighting strikes come down outside jolting him awake, heard even through the concrete. "If it's that loud for me, is Saphire alright?" He blinks, and again, the musics stopped, and the lights are out for now, a small red light near the door the only thing illuminating this room. Luckily, it's all he needs. "Saphire, are you alright?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

(Lol. You know all those times your parents might have told you not to go to sleep wet?)


Saphire was shivering, but not from fear. She was cold, and had somehow fallen asleep, the lightning made her jump... but she didn't wake. If he were to touch her skin he'd feel it being unusually warm, she'd somehow developed a fever. And of course, her being as she was, it was a very bad one... sweat warm against the cold of her slightly-damp kimono, and her form in as small a ball she could get without holding her leg.