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The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 3 2010, 11:07 PM Post #31 |
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Aisia felt herself being lifted up by Ayane. She hadn't expected that at all, and yet wasn't surprised by it either. "Stupid... that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter! You just don't... understand..." Aisia could swear she heard the sound of water hitting glass, but she couldn't tell. "But that's all right. It's all right, now. I'll tell you where you're wrong, but right now you need to recover. Come on." With that, she was brought into the Core Splendor's cockpit, where it was arguably warmer. ... Warmer? Come to think of it, she felt a bit cold- "Where... does it hurt? Anything broken?" Ayane asked after they settled into the cockpit's seat. "... Not broken, just sore..." Aisia managed to mutter. "I'm not sure though... like I said, you did manage to get me good with that last attack." The next thing she did sort of shocked her though. Ayane leaned down and kissed Aisia softly on the cheek, resting her warm face against the other girl's. "You're so cold..." "... Eh? W-what are you saying at a time like-" But she was right. Aisia did feel... cold. Maybe it was a result of using so much magic to help her pilot the Strike? "... Now that you mention it, it... is kind of cold..." |
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 3 2010, 11:25 PM Post #32 |
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She could have turned up the heat. The climate controls were simple enough, it would have been easy. No... rather than that, she left everything at their normal levels and took a different route. "Well... let's get a closer look." Aisia wore her usual dress, one she seemed quite fond of as she wore it at every opportunity. It reminded Ayane of Santa Claus... perhaps that was why Aisia wore it so much too? In any event, Ayane knew well how to brush the cloth aside, gently unbuttoning it and pulling it off of the other girl. She'd done it more than once. More than ten times. The method was etched into her muscles, like riding a bicycle or using a Gate. "There... let's see." Starting at Aisia's jaw, Ayane pressed gently with her forefingers, continuing on down to her neck only when confirming that the other girl didn't gasp out in pain. "If it hurts... tell me, okay?" Down to her shoulders, then her chest. Even still covered in undergarments, Ayane found herself synchronizing her breathing with the gentle rise and fall of Aisia's bounce as her hands slowly worked around them, pressing only gingerly at their edges before continuing downward. It was almost odd how much patience the Dark had when they were this close to getting what they wanted. Go against their will, and you'll be subjected to constant nagging, like withdrawing from a drug. Follow its wishes, and you'd have all the time in the world to perfect your approach. There was no need to rush. The cave was deserted, crumbled. The Strike was missing, and the Core Splendor was inoperative. Aisia could barely move. No one was going anywhere. May as well continue looking for injuries... it was important to have a healthy convert, after all. |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 3 2010, 11:30 PM Post #33 |
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"Kyaaa!" Despite having done this many times, there was... something off about it. Maybe because of the fact that it was supposed to be an impromptu medical exam, or because the person touching her was her lover, and yet not. Whatever it was, she actually felt... a bit embarassed. "If it hurts... tell me, okay?" Ayane said. Aisia nodded. This was... similar to what she did to Elza that one time after the incident with Faust's bioroids. She winced a bit when Ayane pressed her fingers against the depression on her right shoulder. "Ow... maybe that part a bit. It kind of-" She blinked. Ayane wasn't stopping, it seemed. "... Ayane?" |
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 3 2010, 11:46 PM Post #34 |
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"Concentrate," Ayane admonished her, continuing down with absolute focus. Her right shoulder, but doesn't seem like it's broken, just bruised. She was still taking note of everything, of course. What sort of medical check would it be without paying attention to symptoms? Down along her stomach, oddly warm hands against bare skin pushing gently inward here and there looking for broken bones like any good field doctor should. Skipping the spot covered by Aisia's panties--what injury could be there?--her hands went along Aisia's hips, down her thighs, finally reaching her feet and toes. Keeping a note of any time Aisia winced or said something about the pain, she'd continue back up, slowly again... ...but this time, her right hand would stop on Aisia's upper thigh, her left gliding across Aisia's skin up to the girl's neck. "If you're just worn out... I could share with you." That husk in her voice, the low imperative. Even if Ayane's next move wasn't to kiss the spot just beside Aisia's lips, Aisia would have understood. There was no other meaning to it. It was something they could do because they were lovers, something that was sure to relieve both of their ills. And it had been so long. So very long since the last time she'd been able to get this far. Though the Darkness had very little to do with it, it was hard sometimes to not remember the happier times of Hyakuji. With those memories inevitable came some of her... escapades, experiences she'd taken nearly for granted--hell, even on a few occasions regretted--until she found herself without her partner. What was a girl to do? |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 4 2010, 12:00 AM Post #35 |
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Well, it seemed that the only thing that happened to be hurting was her shoulder. Everything else was, aside from being a bit tender and maybe scratched up, fine. Yet, despite Ayane's admonishment, she was still quivering from her tender touch. It was the way she was just running her fingers across her skin, pressing gently yet firmly in the muscles looking for any internal injuries. She felt slightly relieved and closed her eyes when Ayane reached her toes and didn't find anything else wrong other than the sore right shoulder. Still, she was half-naked, in her underwear, sitting on the cold upholstery of a Core Splendor pilot seat, and the cool air was making the tips of her bounce start to harden despite herself. ... And then she felt Ayane's right hand rise back up and rest on her upper thigh, the other girl's hand dangerously close to the border that lined the protective layer of her panties and the rest of her bare skin. The other had slid up across her neck, causing her to quiver from the teasing brush of her skin against hers. The irresistible friction between them heated up the path Ayane's hand took despite - or perhaps because of - it being mere micrometers from Aisia's. Touching her, and yet not. "If you're just worn out... I could share with you," Ayane said, confusing Aisia for a bit. "Share? What do you-" was all she said before Ayane kissed the spot beside her lips. ... Suddenly, she understood. She didn't know what to say. Half of her was incredulous at the idea. When the hell was this ever a good time to do it!? They were trapped under a mountain of some sort, in a cave, without any hope of rescue aside from waiting for Aisia's mana to recover. And yet, it also made sense - this was, it seemed, the fastest way to recover it. But why now? Why now, after they had just fought each other in a life-or-death battle about a few miles into the skies moments earlier? Why the sudden shift in mood? Was this... The DARKNESS? She was afraid. Somehow, this Ayane scared her. And yet it excited her, evident by how even with just her kisses, a small patch of moisture appeared where there shouldn't be any under normal circumstances. Her breath was held in from both fear and anticipation, not knowing what exactly Ayane planned to do. What fueled the growing apprehension and arousal in her was the fact that in her weakened state, there was absolutely nothing she could do about it except-- BZZZT. ![]() Aisia fell asleep right after that, and groaned when she finally woke up. She felt more sore than ever, but that didn't matter. Here she was, barely covered by Ayane's tattered ZAFT pilot suit, her own clothes carelessly strewn on the cockpit floor. She didn't make any motion to pick those up and get dressed. She simply lay there in Ayane's arms, waiting for the other girl to speak as soon as she was able. They needed to talk, after all. Now that they were both exhausted from their previous ravishment of each other, they no longer had any other feelings in the way. Not anger, not sadness, not any sense of justice, or a desire for vengeance. Just their love for each other. Edited by Pikachu_Fragger, Mar 4 2010, 12:00 AM.
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 4 2010, 12:12 AM Post #36 |
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Ayane slept longer and would have continued sleeping in the cocoon of the split pilot suit had Aisia not moved slightly, groaned. The vibration along her arms of Aisia's voice, the slight squirm was all it took to wake her up. Like riding a bicycle, the sensation of Aisia waking was ingrained into her, so even after being apart for so long, as soon as they were together again it all came right back. When she opened her eyes, though, Aisia looked like she was still asleep. The other girl was still buried happily in Ayane's bounce, arms wrapped around her back much like Ayane's were. The cockpit was still warm and humid, so it must have only been an hour or two. Else the life support system would have been able to catch up and return the atmosphere to normal, to clear the canopy of condensation. It hadn't, which was fine. It meant that even with what little clothing they had covering their bodies, they weren't uncomfortable. Without thinking, Ayane reached up and stroked Aisia's hair. Smiling, admiring the picturesque scene. Lovers, overcoming hardship to... ...to... Then, Ayane found tears in her eyes. It was picturesque because it was transient. The bottled-up feeling in her chest, the churning of the voice of the Heartless reminded her that they may have had this moment, but it was time to go back to reality. Back to opposite sides of the multidimensional Mason-Dixon, back to hoping they wouldn't have to be at one another's throats if running into one another on the battlefield to return these fragmented worlds to normal. It just made her break down into crying and hold Aisia tighter. "Aisia... you're awake, aren't you? I'm... sorry. I'm so sorry it had to be this way, but... I can't... take it back... I'm sorry..." She didn't want to have to explain. She had to, so Aisia would know why they--lovers--had to walk opposite paths, but to explain it would mean the end of this dream. As selfish as it was, she wanted this to last forever. Well, the longest it was gonna last was about 30 minutes. In the corner of the cockpit, the Core Splendor's battery indicator was winding back, crossing the threshold from yellow to red. Running only life support had extended its life significantly--it used much less than combat--but all batteries were not limitless. Impulse's was no exception. |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 4 2010, 12:14 AM Post #37 |
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Aisia shook her head as she allowed Ayane to hug her tighter. "It's all right. I... I don't like what you did to me at first, but... there are a lot of things we do out of sheer passion more than anything else. That might be one of the strangest things about hearts... they make us do things we would never dream of doing." She propped her head on her chest and looked at Ayane straight in the eyes. "Like, rape, for example. Or perhaps, forgiving someone for it." She sighed once and continued, "You're not too far off. Back in that other dimension, Oasis, I had to fight various beings that sent us to different worlds. Worlds that had parallel versions of the people we know. Not real, and yet... completely possible. There was one world that had... a parallel version of me. And you, for that matter. "'Eternal Summer.' That's what I remember it being called when we ended up there. It was a complete copy of Hatsunejima, minus the mecha. In fact, it was a complete copy of my Hatsunejima, not this one, if that makes any sense. It was here that I found a version of us who never knew each other. They couldn't, because that world's version of myself... was being raped by someone she cared for, that world's version of Jun'ichi. He lost someone close to him, his important person... and used the other me as his surrogate." Aisia bitterly chuckled at that. "Strange, isn't it? That person was an alternate version of the first person I loved too... but he had been so twisted by his own madness, his own despair, that he became a mockery of what he once was. He eventually became an Invader, and your alternate version came to stop him. And after the first time we fought... I wondered if you would end up being like that version of Jun'ichi. And I wondered if just like him... I would end up hating you. It helped that he wasn't the real one that I knew and loved, but still... I wondered if I would end up hating you." She then reached up and lightly pinched Ayane's damp cheeks with her fingers. "After all that you did to me. Violating me like that, taking me while I was helpless... I have every good reason to hate you. And yet... I don't. I don't understand why. All I know is that I felt something sad emanating from what you did to me. You hurt me because you were hurting yourself." She let go and gently kissed her lips. "I don't want you to do that. You even broke your promise not to use your gate. Doing something like that... isn't going to make me happy. I know it doesn't make you happy either. But... I want to know why." Aisia's right fingers entwined themselves in Ayane's left. "Please... while we can still understand each other... why did you accept the darkness?" |
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 4 2010, 12:37 AM Post #38 |
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Ayane listened in horror as Aisia retold her tale from this 'Oasis' world, which apparently had its own dimension-crossing problems independent of those plaguing Hyakuji. Was insulted that there was a world where another Aisia was being violated and another Ayane was there to do nothing until it was already too late. She wanted to just go there and slap that false her, demand to know why she didn't lift a finger until the situation got out of hand. Except that it wouldn't be fair. It confirmed that there were other Aisias out there, other Ayanes out there... but that didn't make them exact copies. They had their own lives, their own situations. To forcefully intrude upon that would be...terrible. Then there was also the fact that Ayane herself, right here and now, had raped her very own Aisia. A regrettable deed she'd never be able to take back. Of course, for whatever reason, Aisia still managed to love her, pinching her cheeks to yank her out of her self-induced depression. As if all the things she was talking about weren't serious, that Ayane was silly to be making such a sour face. "After all that you did to me. Violating me like that, taking me while I was helpless... I have every good reason to hate you. And yet... I don't. I don't understand why. All I know is that I felt something sad emanating from what you did to me. You hurt me because you were hurting yourself." She knew all too well. That's the person she'd fallen in love with for you. They knew one another closely... usually. So with a kiss and a tight embrace of their fingers, Aisia finally asked the most important question. The one to fill the one gap, the one thing that was keeping them apart, the bit of knowledge fissuring any chance of a normal relationship. "I don't want you to do that. You even broke your promise not to use your gate. Doing something like that... isn't going to make me happy. I know it doesn't make you happy either. But... I want to know why. Please... while we can still understand each other... why did you accept the darkness?" Ayane had to take a deep breath--letting herself be uplifted a little by their scents still mingling about--and drop back to her businesslike face. The neutral expression she used whenever she had to explain something that would be either difficult to explain or take a while. "It was the easiest way. Imagine my horror when I ask to be sent to Hyakuji and instead end up in Traverse Town. I was furious. I wanted to destroy whoever was responsible for destroying my home. So for a little while I just wandered about, found the rifts, questioned people... ran into the Heartless. That's when I found out what was going on, and when I realized that I would be needing more to accomplish my goal. I needed power. "So I joined BOARD. They weren't really about the Heartless, but their Rider technology was like Shiki's Strike Gear, except more reliable. I had to have it. Once I had it, I started trying to cut a path in other worlds, tried to take on the whole thing myself. It was... well... impossible. There was too many of them. It was like the Invaders all over again, except more powerful, and I knew nothing about them. I still know very little, except that they are Dark. I knew that because... I felt it. In dreams. There was the Light, sure... but the Dark was in everything. It was both the Heartless and at the core of whatever ruined this world. The Light was a rebellion effort, a desperate attempt to purify the worlds." She sighed, leaning back. "I've already been there. It's not fun, it's not easy, and for once... I'd wanted to be on the side that wasn't losing. So I accepted them, the Darkness, into my heart. It... felt right. If I could have them inside me, if I could understand them, be near them... I thought maybe I could get close enough, deep enough to find the core. To have a real shot at returning things to normal. It's a lot easier to walk in the front gate when your name is on the guest list, you know? "But... it was only easy because no one I knew was here. It was all unfamiliar landscapes and unfamiliar faces. It wasn't until... Shinya... that everything got messed up. I should have known you'd be back, the real you... that you'd be of the Light. You're too... pure to be anything else." She smiled a bitter smile, sniffing away a second set of tears that stung the edges of her eyes. "You know me, though... I've already been tainted. I can't be that way. "Still, the way I see it? As long as one of us beats this... as long as Hyakuji is brought back, just the way it was? Light and Dark won't matter. They won't exist. We'll be back to the way we were, so... it's just for now. We just have to... deal with it... for now." That was her reasoning, complete. So, finally having said her piece, made her peace... it was time for the dream to end. She'd already noticed the blinking indicator on the Core Splendor's battery monitor. So, with as honest a smile as she could muster, she squeezed Aisia's hands tightly, pulled her into one last gentle kiss. "I think... it's time to go back. Guess we'll find out which one of us was right when it's all over, eh?" |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 4 2010, 12:50 AM Post #39 |
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Aisia listened intently at Ayane's explanation. How she ended up being sent to Traverse Town, how she became a part of BOARD, and why she accepted the Darkness. She gasped inwardly at how... similar their circumstances were and the eventual reasons for them. Ayane wanted more power to bring back Hyakuji, so she joined the Darkness. Aisia wanted to bring back her friends back to their proper dimension... so she joined the Inspectors. True, they initially tricked her, but Aisia found it much easier to ignore the nagging feeling in her heart that something seemed utterly wrong about the whole thing, and wholeheartedly believed that the best way to send them back was to destroy the mecha they were in, regardless of whoever got in the way. "I think... it's time to go back. Guess we'll find out which one of us was right when it's all over, eh?" Ayane said after kissing her. There wouldn't be a response. Aisia was crying again. "That's..." She quietly sobbed for a few moments before finally saying, "... this is Karma, isn't it. For... what I've done..." She closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears, but she couldn't. "This is my fault... for being like that to that other Ayane... "I was exactly like you! I wanted to bring Nemu, Jun'ichi and the others home... so I joined the Inspectors, the very people who want to destroy this world and resurrect Dark Brain! I ignored that feeling in my heart that told me that something seemed wrong about this, I believed in Wendolo... and hurt that other Ayane who was looking for her version of me. I tried to make up for it when they finally brought me to my senses. I talked to that Ayane... tried to ask her who her Aisia was... even became a replacement for her that one time, if only to give her some kind of happiness. Shortly after, she asked to be sent to Hyakuji. Maybe that's why I went there when I stole the Strike... I picked the one universe that seemed familiar and close enough that I could just enter at will... I'm not even sure if it's the same Hyakuji that I sent her to. Who the hell knows. Back in DiKiDo Land, you said something that made me wonder if you were her, that very same Ayane that I sent back, but... I don't even know any more. "But none of that... could stop this from happening, could it... being in Nemu and Jun'ichi's shoes, watching someone they love and care about being on the very side that they're trying to stop. To defeat evil by being evil... Ayane, you were always the cool, calculated and logical one between us, and you accepted the Darkness because it seemed more efficient. I'm just a hotblooded idiot of the Light, I guess. But why you!? Why?... Why do you have to sacrifice yourself that way!?" The tears fell freely from her eyes as she cried. "It's not fair... we're fighting for the same goal... why can't we fight the Darkness together instead of each other!?" |
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 4 2010, 01:40 AM Post #40 |
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As Ayane somewhat expected, when faced with the reality of it all, Aisia broke down into tears. Ayane released her fingers from Aisia's and pulled her back into a warm embrace, stroking her head gently. "Shh... Come on, don't cry. If you cry... I'm gonna start again." Catching a breath, Aisia responded. "...this is Karma, isn't it. For... what I've done... This is my fault... for being like that to that other Ayane..." "...other Ayane?" Which is she talking about? That... 'Eternal Summer' one, or...? "I was exactly like you! I wanted to bring Nemu, Jun'ichi and the others home... so I joined the Inspectors, the very people who want to destroy this world and resurrect Dark Brain!" Ayane looked like she'd been shot. Earlier, she'd had suspicions that the Aisia back in L and the one she'd met were somehow the same person. Aisia hadn't quite confirmed it earlier, but this made it concrete. Somehow... some way... they were one and the same. "I ignored that feeling in my heart that told me that something seemed wrong about this, I believed in Wendolo... and hurt that other Ayane who was looking for her version of me. I tried to make up for it when they finally brought me to my senses. I talked to that Ayane... tried to ask her who her Aisia was... even became a replacement for her that one time, if only to give her some kind of happiness. Shortly after, she asked to be sent to Hyakuji." Every sentence dug into Ayane's memories. They fit perfectly. Every single word matched exactly what had happened back in L. Every last one, without exception, repeated the memories playing back. "Maybe that's why I went there when I stole the Strike... I picked the one universe that seemed familiar and close enough that I could just enter at will..." So that's it! Ayane thought in shock, her eyes even wider than before, surprised enough that her embrace weakened, letting Aisia slip. She... the girl in L, she was... Aisia... before she'd arrived in Hyakuji! That explains it! That explains everything! But... but wait, that means... that means she... and I... before... Well, now that just about overloaded her. To think Aisia had actually been... involved with her before she'd actually met Aisia for the first time! Trying to wrap her head around what a ridiculous paradox that was would take time, so she pushed it aside with confusion for now so the rest of Aisia's pleas wouldn't fall on deaf ears. "To defeat evil by being evil... Ayane, you were always the cool, calculated and logical one between us, and you accepted the Darkness because it seemed more efficient. I'm just a hotblooded idiot of the Light, I guess. But why you!? Why?... Why do you have to sacrifice yourself that way!? It's not fair... we're fighting for the same goal... why can't we fight the Darkness together instead of each other!?" Ayane sighed, pulling Aisia up by the chin and planting yet another kiss on those lips, kissing each cheek to pluck the tears from her skin. "I'm...sorry. It's too late, though... If I turn back now, I'll throw away all the work I've been doing. It... hurts--no, is killing me, but I can't turn back. I can't join your side, not until all this is over. Not unless... you want to be hurt again. It's a lot stronger than it used to be. Your Keyblade might have caused that, I'm not sure. I... might have to stay away for a while, to be sure I can resist it when I need to. It'd all be for nothing if I reached the goal and joined the ones destroying Hyakuji." She didn't look at all happy to say it, though she was trying very hard not to cry herself. To force a smile, to try to ease Aisia's grief. It was the same grief she herself felt, but as far as Ayane was concerned it wasn't important. She could deal with her own problems later. Aisia came first. "Come on. The Core Splendor only has about 20 minutes of power left, then it's down to whatever air's left in this cave. And I'm not sure how much longer I can keep the Heartless out of here. They've been... nagging... for a while..." There weren't even words for the apologies Ayane wanted to make. "I'm sorry" didn't even begin to cover the regret of everything. That this was really good-bye, for god knows how long. However long it took to fix these fractured worlds and return Hyakuji... that's how long they'd be unable to stay with one another. From now on, Ayane would probably have to lock herself in her room, only leave to take on missions or scout. Many other members of BOARD had that same Lightness, with power like Aisia's. The only way to avoid causing problems would be to avoid them all. Especially Kazuna. Something about that girl just drove the Dark wild. |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 4 2010, 01:43 AM Post #41 |
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"I don't like that..." Aisia whimpered as Ayane kissed her tears. "It's... it's just not fair..." She sighed. Ayane was right... but first, they needed to lay down some ground rules. They never really had a chance to do that, after all. "Allright. But promise me... if we see each other again, we're not fighting each other. I'm so tired of that. If we're working towards the same goal, I can't be allowed to stop you, and neither must you allow yourself to stop me. We're not allowed to help each other... either. At least... not overtly. It's the only way, and its only fair. "The only time we can fight each other is if... if either one of us feels that the other is going too far. After all, being on opposite sides... one might know something the other doesn't. We just have to trust each other when that time comes." Aisia then started to pick up her strewn clothes and put them on. She still winced from the pain in her shoulder, but it was dull compared to the ache she felt knowing that they would be separated yet again. "I'll send you out first. I should be able to teleport you back to Traverse Town without much trouble now, since... I've had enough rest. Don't worry about me, I'll find my own way out of here. Knowing Otoha, she'll just home in on my Skygrasper's signal and find a way to dig me out of here." After putting on something decent and after Ayane herself re-wore whatever was left of her ZAFT pilot suit, she closed her eyes and kissed Ayane once more before beginning to cast her teleportation spell... |
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| Ayane Isuzu | Mar 4 2010, 01:45 AM Post #42 |
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Ayane found herself smiling earnestly as Aisia laid down the "ground rules," that they weren't to fight one another and weren't to interfere or help each other either. It made perfect sense, and she had no problem agreeing to it. "Understood. Let's go with that, then." The next tense minute between them was begun without words, simply trying to get their clothes back together. Ayane's case was a tad easier, since Aisia simply had to scoot back so she could re-seal the front of the flight suit. Having the front half of her undersuit and the rear half in pieces felt... perverted, but that's just the way it was. At least with the suit on, she wouldn't be exposed to the elements... and the populus. "I'll send you out first," Aisia finally broke the silence with, "I should be able to teleport you back to Traverse Town without much trouble now, since... I've had enough rest." The pause there made Ayane open her mouth to ask, but Aisia just shook her head and continued. "Don't worry about me, I'll find my own way out of here. Knowing Otoha, she'll just home in on my Skygrasper's signal and find a way to dig me out of here." Once both had the clothes they came with back on, Aisia closed her eyes, kissed Ayane softly... then began to glow with pink magic as the teleportation spell began. It would be a few seconds before the spell actually completed... during which time, Ayane remembered something incredibly important she had to say while she still had a chance. Just before vanishing into the pink ring, Ayane spoke one sentence. "Aisia... the Ayane you sent back... was me." Then, Ayane was back in Traverse Town, in the middle of the steet, wearing a ZAFT standard-issue flight suit. It didn't fit in, but neither did anyone else. As something just as weird as anything else, she went ignored all the way back to BOARD HQ. Well... except for the few gentle souls who looked in the direction of a girl crying. |
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| Pikachu_Fragger | Mar 4 2010, 01:50 AM Post #43 |
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"Aisia... the one you sent back... was me." It was almost enough to break her concentration, but it was too late. The spell was cast, and Ayane was sent back to Traverse Town. Aisia wanted to teleport after her. Run after her, ask her what the hell that meant. Would she joke about something like that? ... That question remained largely unanswered in the cave, and the only sound that could be heard was that of Aisia's tears hitting the rocky ground. It suddenly made sense, and yet it merely raised questions of their own. Why the Ayane she met the first time was looking for her own Aisia. Why this Ayane was "sent back" to Hyakuji. Why when they met the "first time", Aisia was apprehensive about being with her. And what happened to Ayane after Aisia sent her to the world of Legacy the first time. Their entire love affair was a paradox. Ayane loved Aisia before she met her. Knowing that she hurt her Ayane, knowing that she said all of those words because "it seemed the humane thing to do", despite it being the truth hurt her even more than the headache caused from trying to wrap her mind around the whole thing. Even rationalizing that she couldn't have known seeing as she didn't meet her yet by sheer technicality didn't erase the fact that her previously evil self hurt the one she would later love. "Ayane..." Aisia wept, her voice echoing within the cave as she did. It would take after another ten minutes before she transformed into Kamen Rider Strike, and angrily slashed her way out of the rubble in Sword Mode. But even so... her own sadness couldn't be comforted. Not being able to be with Ayane from this point on... or having a chance to say "I'm sorry". When Otoha and the others finally found her, she was quietly weeping, seated on the stump of a tree that she cut down herself in the middle of the forest. What happened between her and Ayane during that short time together... remained largely unanswered. They could only assume that something happened between them, and that it wasn't good, especially after Aisia got looked at for a few internal injuries. The only thing that served as both condemnation and defense for Ayane... was Aisia's silence. |
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