004 - [ video ] - pre-Merlin/Angel Sanctuary/Blood+ break out log

[byherscore]

[ 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? ]

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message to the police

[beyourarmy]

And I'm Setsuna Mudou, if you want a follow up, but I should be getting back to you not much longer. And will have my device on silent while I'm in their mansion.

You've already done enough in contacting us. I'm glad someone out there cares enough to see this and say something about it.

message to the police

[universaltranslator]

[It doesn't feel like enough. She's a Starfleet officer. It's her job to protect people. But working in Starfleet doesn't make her a soldier or a cop. She's a linguist. She can handle herself in a barfight and she can fire a phaser in self-defense, but she's the one left to command the bridge while others go on away missions.]

Good luck.

[It's all she ever says, and it never feels like enough.]

message to the police

[beyourarmy]

[Poor Uhura, but for now, Setsuna's reluctant to get anyone else directly involved.]

Thanks. I'll be in touch. And hopefully Saya will be able to communicate for herself.