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poly_chromatic2012-11-25 01:17 pm
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004 - [ video ] - pre-Merlin/Angel Sanctuary/Blood+ break out log
[ at first, it's just the sound of murmuring, of fingers brushing through lush, thick hair. And then the covers shift and split and there's a sudden, close up view of Diva's face practically pressed against Saya's. ]
Wake up, sister dear. We have company.
[ She giggled, softly as she shifted again, her nightgown riding up her hip, bunching near her waist. But that's difficult to see as close as the phone is (practically) resting between their breasts. It's just sound and then Diva turns and sets the phone back on the headboard, a passing vision of Saya's rather limp form showing on the screen, the flash of white tying Saya's wrists loosely to the board. But for what reason would Diva care if any one man or woman saw it?
Saya was hers.
Diva was Saya's.
At last, they were exactly where they were supposed to be. And then the feed turns off as Diva presses close and kisses Saya softly on the mouth. It's a kiss of waking, nothing more.
Or is it? ]
Wake up, sister dear. We have company.
[ She giggled, softly as she shifted again, her nightgown riding up her hip, bunching near her waist. But that's difficult to see as close as the phone is (practically) resting between their breasts. It's just sound and then Diva turns and sets the phone back on the headboard, a passing vision of Saya's rather limp form showing on the screen, the flash of white tying Saya's wrists loosely to the board. But for what reason would Diva care if any one man or woman saw it?
Saya was hers.
Diva was Saya's.
At last, they were exactly where they were supposed to be. And then the feed turns off as Diva presses close and kisses Saya softly on the mouth. It's a kiss of waking, nothing more.
Or is it? ]
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[Diva's touch is like the kiss of a blade's edge, and she dares not move lest the threat turns real. She holds her breath, not risking an answer.]
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Why are you doing this? [There's more to that question than the obvious. Even in her anxiety, Saya's curious: in that past she can't remember, did she hurt you too, Diva?]
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Because we're sisters. Because I have everything I want... [ she tilted her head, breathing into Saya's ear ] right here.
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What about what I want? [Setsuna and Charlie and Rain -- the life she chose.]
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And what do you want? [ the normal life? impossible. They were hardly normal. ]
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[Squirming earns her mere millimeters of space between herself and Diva, not enough to breathe comfortably.]
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I don't know you! [Her pleas haven't made a difference so far, but she's left without much else to offer.] I can't remember.
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Am I really so forgettable?
[ after all they've been through, after all they've done? Despicable ]
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[Her memories aren't whole yet, but proximity to Diva is pulling them out, inch by painstaking inch.]
I want to remember! [Diva's presence unnerves her, but it would be worth the price if she could only remember. If she would only come back, just a little longer...]
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And what, then, would you do to remember?
Should we break for Karl entering soon-ish?
I don't want to hurt anyone. [Karl intimated that was the purpose of whatever they are. Chiropterans, the first word Saya has learned that she wishes she never heard.]
of course! Maybe next tag?
That isn't possible. [ for her, for Saya, for them. Someone will always be hurt. It's the one thing Diva knows as truth. ]
sure!
[She wishes she could have lived in ignorance a little longer.]
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sweet.
It was not a trait that became them well. Too much blood, too much ill-will. They were bitter, not saccharine. but, her thoughts are distracted. Karl is here and it looks as though he wants to play ♥ ]