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

[SaphireTsuki]

A small nod, "Very smart. You picked up on that. My name was... well." She looked down, not wanting to mention it, blushing slightly. "Yuzuki, Gentle Moon." A tiny little not-smile, "I was neither the Shingetsu, New Moon, nor the Mangetsu, Full Moon. So they decided to name me for something peaceful. Something that didn't have to do with the phases."

 

[Neshimo]

"Yuzuki...I'll stick with Saphire if you don't mind it much. If so, your original name is just as beautiful, so neither would prove too be so hard for me too accompany you by." An arm goes around her, rubbing her shoulder, whilst taking a breath as too clear his head of that question. He'd wondered why it bothered him so much, yet as of now it's off his chest. "Alright, sorry for the interruption, you may continue." A kiss on the forehead, more an apology than a sign of love, helps him convey the feeling.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She nodded, "I don't mind. That name... it disappeared alongside our parents. They died on mission, and we were sent to the Research Center at the ages of Sixteen, ten, and seven. Shingetsu was chosen for the experiments one year into our stay." A pause, and then.... "It didn't go well, and I ended up having to do something I wasn't at all happy about. She died, in the end." Her hands curled slightly, her shivering as the memory of her knife puncturing fle- no, she wasn't going to go over that. "I was chosen next, after we'd slightly recovered. You know what happened."

 

[Neshimo]

"I see, you were the first out of the three too survive...and I'd felt it clearly." A stronger pull, him bringing her closer too him, neither of them wish too experience that again. The first sister, she'd had too kill her for one reason or another, she'd had too. "What with the third? Magetsu." She'd been the one who'd loved the training, more out of the others, & also the only one remembered. For another reason, most likely again for worse than the eldest sister.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"She wasn't put under the experiment, they knew what was wrong now. It was just too much information for the human mind to process consciously." A wince, no she had to turn that off for now too. "I had higher concentrative powers than my sister, so I didn't fall into a coma... but I went mad. Anyway, the rest of our time there was spent adjusting my systems, and... learning the ways of the Stealth Units. Once that was finished we went out to serve him, told over and over to kill people we thought were evil. WHo wanted to harm the innocent people of the world... and then we accidentally found out the truth."

 

[Neshimo]

"I see, so you were the only one given the nanobots. You going mad would be...what I saw in that room, then you went too kill off those who you were told to." A nod, everything is beginning too fall into place. An educated guess would lead him too believe, that once they found out the truth, "You were...hunted. They wished too take you back, or kill you in the process...thats what the people in the woods who chased after us were."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Not quite... but close. For a while we hid, we fought him... but not overtly." She didn't want to cry, refused to. They were pushed to the side. "We tried to let as many as we could go, on the missions he sent us on. And we tried to kill him... but. When It came to attacking him, Mangetsu was killed, before my eyes, by him. And he let me go. Because, he said, I would be of more use as a loose cannon with no true mind than as a controlled puppet. I still don't know what he meant."

 

[Neshimo]

"...A loose cannon with no true mind. Maybe he'd know you would make your way back here, find that room, & go on a rampage again." He gives her an even tighter hug than before now. "What have I told you Saphire, you're pausing too much. Cry if you need too, in the arms of someone you love. Holding back tears about something as sinister as that, isn't healthy. Under him, you were a puppet, so now, be free. Hope your doing the right thing, & cry about past events. You are now allowed to have emotions, starting today."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A laugh. Really? He was... he thought... oh dear, the tears were falling again. She tried to wipe them off before he noticed, not really able to do it, and continued... "After that I just went feral. Until the Resistance found me. I don't know why they didn't kill me, but... I'm alive. So at least I can try to set this to rights."

 

[Neshimo]

"You already have been, we've done so many rights together, & as I've seen. No one here see's you as a threat, in fact, I believe they've taken a liking too you. We've taken back most of this place, killed so many who follow the dictators ludicrous ideology. All we have too do is keep on the path we are, & promise each other that when it's over, they will believe you are a good person. You are a good person, truly you are, so once we kill him, everyone will know it. Hope with me...Saphire." Another kiss to the forehead to convey his feelings, he places her head on his chest, rubbing her head, fingers flowing through her hair, humming into the air, he truly wishes too make her let every single last emotion out of her, even if he'd have too force it out.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"... h-hope?" A wince, one he should have felt through his shirt. it was that word again, the one she'd always half-hated. Her greatest hope and fear had already been fulfilled. Jamil loved her, as she loved him. And something told her that this was not always a bad thing... but to hope again? It had taken so much to do it the first time. "H-how can... what would..." She gripped her palm, nails digging in, unsure if she even could do it.

 

[Neshimo]

"You would hope, that everyone, after everything you've done for them, wouldn't just abandon you. Me, who saw you in that state, accepted you, so everyone, who's never seen that side, who only know that you are the girl, who helped save them from being taken over, you who's broken out of his grasp, will accept every right & wrong thing you've done. Finally, hope that once this is over, we'll be together, for the rest of whatever lives we have left after it." His grip around her loosens, & he gives a small kiss too her lips, then places his forehead against hers. "Hope that, we can love each other, despite all you've been through, for as long as time will allow us."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A flitting smile. "That last bit's already come true." She couldn't not love him now. But her being accepted? She doubted that, if only because she was a symbol of everything he'd done wrong. Of every wrong, and every cruelty.... humans were vindictive. Not all of them, maybe not even many, but enough with plenty of power to make her hurt. For years. Or to end her. And frankly... if she was exiled to some other country she'd be happy, so she'd be forced to stay here... even if she lived. "But... I'm not sure I can hope for something I myself wouldn't be able to do."

 

[Neshimo]

"Humans are more prone too trust than you might think Saphire, especially when they know so little about the culprit in question. Just prove them wrong once, they tend too be begging of forgiveness after a misconception." He knows as much, as many assumptions as he's made about someone, a child, & had too hug or make them something too apologize. "You can't forgive death as easily, but after hearing circumstances no one can ignore the signs. Not even the more stubborn of people."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Hearing circumstances?" A sigh. This... this was something she didn't think would ever come true. "I doubt I'll ever be forgiven. Tolerated, maybe, but not forgiven. It's a beautiful dream, and if I wasn't so jaded I might hope for it, but... I.. just don't think I can." NOt after so long, and not with such overwhelming evidence of her deserving to die.

 

[Neshimo]

"Don't be discouraged Saphire, lets think on the short term for now. We give them a reason to believe in you first, then make it happen, not the other way around. We can do it together, but it'll be slow starting off alright?" A smile with everything needed, bundled up into another tight hug too calm her. "We just have to take things one step at a time..."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

I think he's perfect. Aside from not sleeping and drinking. And that was really nothing. He was willing, and able, to not only put up with her, but to try and make her think even slightly positively. "I'll give them reason, but only because I have to try to set things right. Even if in the end it's all going to end in my death." And that was almost certain.

 

[Neshimo]

"Then we run, as a back up plan, we hide you somewhere, peaceful & out of the way. They'll come after us maybe, but then we'll just keep running away." His hug renounces itself from her shoulders, and supports himself on the couch, wishing too make everything go away for her, yet not being sure how to do so. She refuses to hope that they'll be together for more than after his death. Yet for some reason, he feels if she did, she'd change, so he'll accept it for now.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She couldn't hope for that. It would only hurt him more. So, instead... "It would be wonderful. But I'd rather not have you hurt like that." He'd seen the death of one beloved... she wasn't going to give him the death of another. Not if she could help it. Worst came to worst, she'd leave his side. It was better to disappear, and pine after him, than let him see her like that. "I love you, so... I want to spare you that kind of pain, if I can."

 

[Neshimo]

"I'd be more hurt, if I couldn't be with you. After thinking of it, even once this war is over, the Orphanage won't be the same without someone near me, plus work with the city would still mostly be for the technology, so I'd be out of a job. With you, not much of a future for me." Their death, hers mostly, would probably be the best. Two useless people after the war, only wanting for each other, who both want the other to be happy, too live.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

(So sad and sweet. I want a happy ending.)


She sighed. They wanted the same thing... but she couldn't see it. Not really. Not with her. "Let's just... treasure our time together. Whatever comes will come." As much as she wished he would be with her. As much as she wanted to love him forever... no. She doubted the families of those she'd killed would let her. Catharsis... that was their reasoning. By killing her... she'd atone for killing sons and daughters, husbands and wives. It almost made her want to cry again.

 

[Neshimo]

"Don't worry, Saphire. Please, lets hope together, even if it's only a little bit, that we'll be ale to love for longer than you say." A smile as he begins to lay back, dragging her down with him so she's laying on him, a warm hug while he stares into the ceiling. "Maybe we should put on some music, we'll feel calmer that way. Since I chose last time, you can pick the song. Alright?" He pets her, a nice gesture, not sure if she'd take it, but worth a good try.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Should she move and escape the hug? Or stay with him? She pulled away from him, reluctant, a very small blush in her cheeks. What to pick? Something calming, but something that both of them would enjoy. And she picked one, hoping that it would be good for the two of them. Calming, but important... and then they could go back to practicing, hopefully. As much as she wished she could live with him, and... he'd already lived through her worst. It hurt, but there was a hint of it. The wretched H word.


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[Neshimo]

"Great pick." A wonderful song, she'd chosen, orchestral music as well as a wonderful rhythm for relaxation. He'd wished that with this song, they could stay like that forever, even in this foreign building, which had cause so much pain for her, that she could be peaceful if even only for a small while. "I love you, Saphire." He couldn't help but to say the words again, never knowing when it'd be his last time saying them, wanting her too have a good, humble memory of him should anything happen.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"I love you as well, Jamil." Back to his side, still a bit away from him, this time meant by not sitting on the couch. After all, she was certain it would be uncomfortable for her to sit on his stomach. Even if he was mostly healed. Which reminded her... "How'd you get injured anyway? Doesn't seem like you'd be that careless." Had she simply forgotten? But no, it didn't seem like that. They'd killed the woman anyway.