Organic Angel Alexiel (
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( Accidental Video )
( Alexiel's communicator is sitting on the edge of her bathroom sink. The picture is obviously skewed. This is a video that no one was meant to see.
As she stares at her reflection wearing little more than a bath towel, she reaches up and touches her cheeks. There is a strange light in her eyes and, for those who are sensitive to such things, a pulsating, powerful aura surrounding her. She raises a hand and the towel begins to slip, revealing more of her pale skin yet, at the last second, she comes back to herself enough to grab it with her free hand. Her upraised hand is soon pressed against the glass of the mirror. )
Am I meant to seek you endlessly? ( She doesn't shed tears, however the emotion shaking her voice is obvious. ) You will never know.
( Waiting in the City is slowly grinding against her self-restraint. She moves in a way that suggests she is forcing herself to bury all of the negative emotions her appearance causes her to feel.
So like him. Twins.
There really is no telling what she sees in the mirror. Are they nightmares? Visions?
To have this body and not be able to reach him is torture. This is a side she never wanted anyone else to see. With a quick swipe of her hand, she knocks her communicator away from her and the screen goes black. )
As she stares at her reflection wearing little more than a bath towel, she reaches up and touches her cheeks. There is a strange light in her eyes and, for those who are sensitive to such things, a pulsating, powerful aura surrounding her. She raises a hand and the towel begins to slip, revealing more of her pale skin yet, at the last second, she comes back to herself enough to grab it with her free hand. Her upraised hand is soon pressed against the glass of the mirror. )
Am I meant to seek you endlessly? ( She doesn't shed tears, however the emotion shaking her voice is obvious. ) You will never know.
( Waiting in the City is slowly grinding against her self-restraint. She moves in a way that suggests she is forcing herself to bury all of the negative emotions her appearance causes her to feel.
So like him. Twins.
There really is no telling what she sees in the mirror. Are they nightmares? Visions?
To have this body and not be able to reach him is torture. This is a side she never wanted anyone else to see. With a quick swipe of her hand, she knocks her communicator away from her and the screen goes black. )
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What do you seek?
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It's not a what; it's a who.
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[At least he knocks on the door, knowing Alexiel might still be in there.]
Hey, you doing okay?
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The door is unlocked.
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[Soundlessly, he offers her a hug.]
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Setsuna looks like him too. So she closes her eyes and leans into the contact, pain clearly written on her features. )
What have I done? Why can't I find him?
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Nevertheless, I do think... That is, I do not believe the things we try to hide are so easily swept away. It would be obvious to anyone who knew you.
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It's best if you concentrate on it. ( Rather than her words. )
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[a shrug] Was he ever here?
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I'm told he was here right before I arrived.
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[At first she wanted only to warn her to preserve her modesty. But everything else...the mirror, the words, and the woman's sadness is almost tangible even though the device.]
Are you alright?
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I will be. ( Again. She doesn't have a choice. )
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[She lifts a hand, helplessly, because you can't even give a comforting touch through these distances, can you?]
You look very sad. Is there anything I might do?
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When he steps up behind her, his eyes are on the mirror, searching her face. He doesn't help her hold the towel up, but he cups one of her breasts in his hand, while his other arm goes around her waist.
He says nothing, because it's not his place. Not about him, not to her, he knows that.
But he does lift his hand from where it had curled around her hip and, without any warning, uses it to break the mirror.
Bloody, with a thousand tiny cuts, it only heals slowly.]
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As her blood lust awakens, she looks quite...monstrous. The towel falls into shreds at her ankles and the room begins to shake. With a long, pained cry, Alexiel comes back to herself and sags forward, her hair falling in a tangle around her face.
There is no mistaking the way her shoulders shake. )
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He is who he is, after all.
Kira waits a few more moments before kneeling down by her side and putting a hand on her shoulder.]
He's not here.
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Shaaaan...
[It drifts away to the side, so that its human companion to appear on screen. He's pointedly averting his gaze while replying, however:]
Who do you seek, Madame? If I may ask...
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Well, aren't you optimistic, Nobori.]That would be my partner, Chandela.
[The odd creature floats back in, dipping forward in a little mid-air bow.] Shandela-shan!
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