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| − | == Wings Broken, Wings Together ==
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| − | '''Alexander: ''' Hot and cold.
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| − | Very much hot and cold.
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| − | Kanti felt only a little freshing from the ice cream on her thighs, now completely melted.... all that was in her melted away with the prince. The prince, who in his jealously had been more animalistic with her than he had ever been before, not simply violent like he had been once on the Boil, but completely lost to instinct, conflicting emotions, and lust...
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| − | And after it was over, amethyst eyes blinked as if a red haze had vanished from them... after pushing Kanti to the ground, spilling all of the food, after being throughly savage with her.... he picked her up, unlocked glass chains, and held her, dirtying his clothes, kissing her, telling her how much he cared for her.
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| − | Sat on the pillows now, where he was with Gennadi... "I am sorry, Kanti. I... I barely remember what I did. When I saw you like this, I..." He shakes his head. "What am I talking about..." he says, picking a piece of lobster, dipping on the mess in her loins and bringing to her lips.. "... did you enjoy it?"
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| − | ''I was a savage... ''<br>
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| − | ''But I did not hurt her, this time. ''<br>
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| − | ''And in the books... sometimes heroines liked when... ''
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti can't help but shiver as he draws the lobster up there, her cheeks colouring just slightly at the casual way he shows how he considers her at times. She sucks the lobster off his fingers, licking around his fingers.
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| − | "Yes, my prince, I did."
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| − | '''Alexander: ''' "Sometimes, I do not understand you..." He says as she licks his fingers, holding her close, the sauce staining his clothes. "I guess it is just how you are..." He touches the sauce on her navel, almost tickling, then bringing it to his own lips. "But next
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| − | time, do ask for my permission, alright?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti pouts at him slightly, something she thinks he might like, "But it wouldn't have been the same if it wasn't a surprise, my prince." she says, looking down at the floor.
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| − | ''he binds me with more rules than ... He did. ''<br>
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| − | ''But somehow it... he... ''<br>
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| − | ''you shouldn't think such thoughts. ''
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| − | '''Alexander: ''' He giggles a bit, holding her and pressing her to him like a plushie. "Alright, alright..."
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| − | "I should trust you, right?"
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| − | He gives her a butterfly kiss "Then, I will. Feel free to give me surprises, Kanti. I will trust you, entirely, and your judgement!"
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| − | ''I have to. ''<br>
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| − | ''I must seem so fickle to her... ''<br>
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| − | ''I wonder if heroes in books are like that. Always know the right path, but it is always easier not to trust... ''
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| − | "And next time..." He picks a filet of bird, spicing it on her and bringing to her lips again... "I will be sure to feed you during!"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' ''he trusts me? ''<br>
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| − | ''he ... really trusts me? ''<br>
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| − | ''she....din't really trust me... ''<br>
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| − | ''She....trusted me...and I .... ''<br>
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| − | ''why do you trust me? ''<br>
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| − | Kanti lets none of this show on her face as she kisses him back, eagerly, though careful not to press too much.
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| − | Then once more, she tastes herself as he feeds her with his hands, colouring slightly again, but still, eating
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| − | '''Alexander: ''' He begins to let go of her, then, seeming to not be too concerned by the mess. "Well, I guess I should be going to see My Lady... she might be worried. And oh, I will ''kill'' Gennadi if he told her anything..."
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| − | He stretches, finally noticing how his shirt is dirtied by all manner of food, still wet by how he was covered in sweat during his... vigorous exercising... and blushes. "Well... after I shower..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "Of course, my Prince. I will see you later." she says as she lies on the floor where he left her, feeling plesant just lying on the cushions for the moment.
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| − | "I hope you find your Lady well."
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| − | '''Alexander: ''' He bends down to her, rising her chin and kissing her forehead... "I trust you, My Kanti."
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| − | "I love you, alright? Remember it? Please?"
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| − | "And do see about finding someone to clean this up when you are well rested..." He waves to her after stepping away...
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "Thank you my Prince."
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| − | "I know, my Prince."
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| − | "I will, my Prince."
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| − | ''I hope I don't hurt you. ''
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| − | '''Narrator: ''' And he walks out, closing the door again, leaving Kanti laying comfortably on the pillow, the food on the ground close to her... immaculate enough that both ate from it for the past few minutes, of course. Kanti had sweated so much as to appear to have been sprayed with water before, but all begins to dry up...
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti stretches, and the magic of the collar around her neck, filled though it is by soulsteel, leaves her clean once more still lying on the pillows and feeling very well used.
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| − | '''Narrator: ''' It takes a little while, before a clear azure butterfly comes through the door... motes of golden essence trailing behind her, she lands between Kanti's bosom, flapping her wings slowly, idly...
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti smiles at the butterfly, holding herself dead still, and looking at it with a kind of wonder on her face.
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| − | ''So long since something like this has come to visit... ''
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| − | In her wonder at it's appearance, she fails to consider all might not be what it seems with so beautiful and innocent a creature.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' Then, she hears a knocking on the door, and a very, very familiar voice...
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| − | "Kanti? Are you there? Can I come in...?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "Of course Fiona." she says so softly, so as not to disturb the butterfly.
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| − | '''Fiona: '''She unlocks the door, the butterfly making a non-noise as she does so, stepping into the room... still dressing the green cape, little golden motes trailing through her wake, the eye-shaped broochs shining, seeming to watch Kanti... as she does, blinking a bit.... "Is... this a bad time...?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti glances around her, slowly, carefully, still trying not to disturb the butterfly on her bosom. She colours slightly.
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| − | "No...the Prince has already left...sorry."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' She walks up to Kanti, looking at the food on the floor... "You had... quite a party, didn't you?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti blushes deeper.
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| − | "...yes."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' The Solar blushes with her, trying to imagine and giggling, jumping on the pillow with Kanti, and touching her butterfly. "Tell me about it, then!" She asks with a voice she had used with Millia so long ago... renewed with Millia and Anne in the past few days! "Tell me, tell me!"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti smiles at the butterfly as it flaps its wings to Fiona's touch.
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| − | "It's so beautiful...!" Kanti enthuses, before smiling at Fiona, feeling so warm in the aftermath of the prince's time with her, despite the doubts it had stirred.
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| − | "...I...we...Gennadi wanted to have a talk with my prince. I was the table." She blushes.
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| − | "When Gennadi left ... Alex was so ... hungry. So, so hungry." She smiles happily
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "I have begun to take more after butterflies than I did before, and the Bird I used to find people followed suit. Well, I learned how to make it follow suit, at least!" The butterfly flaps its wings a little more, seeming like it was not going to fly yet, a living ornament on Kanti. "Pretty, isn't she?"
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| − | The tale is... quite interesting, for her, getting her to blush deep red trying to imagine it...
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| − | "That is so... kinky. Hard to imagine Alex doing that..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti nods at the butterfly, stroking it softly herself, pleased with the way it adorned her, she nods to Fiona.
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| − | "..It...it was Gennadi's idea...me as a table, not my princes. He undid the chains...well, most of them .... before."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Figures. He always seemed a bit sleezy. I still owe him a good slap!" She says, shaking her fist in the air.... before calming down, smiling at Kanti... and wondering what to say next. If anything.... "I... had no idea you and the prince... did that. He was so sweet and blushy before... well. So was I.."
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| − | ''I had no idea. It has been so long we have even''... "Kanti... I'm sorry I... sorry I haven't talked to you lately."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti flushes.
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| − | "He still is ... most of the time."
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| − | ''and he likes it when I am''
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| − | Kanti smiles at Fiona.
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| − | "It's okay Fiona...we've both been busy...I've been helping in the hospitals so much...people are still hurt..."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Well, it is not just... that. Do you even remember the last time we really talked? I have seen you.. lain with you... worked at the hospitals with you... but we have been... distant." She nods. "And it is my fault..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "It's been a long time ...but..." she looks down "I've been spending a lot of time with the prince and so much time in the hospitals. It's not all your fault ..."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "I was in the hospitals, too. I was in the Eir Society wih you. But when we were off-shift, we took separate routes home." She approaches Kanti, her fingers entwining with the fire aspect's... "Since that night... I still care about you. I have sworn revenge on the Parishioner for you. I have given you bliss all those times... but... we have not talked since you spoke as mistress. I am sorry, but... I just found it hard to open myself to you, then."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti almost pulls back from the comforting touch of fiona's hand enmeshed with hers as she mentions that night, mentions Her.<br>
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| − | ''I did such things to you... ''<br>
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| − | ''Did so many things that She wanted... ''<br>
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| − | ''Why don't you hate me? ''<br>
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| − | ''It's what I deserve. ''<br>
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| − | Kanti looks away, looks down, can't meet Fiona's gaze.
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| − | "... I know."
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| − | ''' Fiona: ''' Her hand does not pursue Kanti further. Instead, it recoils, as her own words make her realise how relucant she is of taking this step. Looking down, Fiona holds herself... "Even that night... after the Dark Angel covered us with lust... I could not let myself sleep at your side. I kept thinking... kept thinking..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti draws herself up, draws her knees in, the butterfly taking flight as she does, wrapping her arms around her knees, not looking at Fiona, at the young girl she hurt so much .. just because she was asked.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' The butterfly flies away, and then ceases to be, as Fiona watches Kanti... and sighs. "Don't do this to me... I didn't mean to... I was just afraid. Afraid of you. I helped you, gave you bliss, talked to you at the clinics all this time, right?"
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| − | "It is not like I ''hate'' you..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti looks up, as she says the word.
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| − | "I hate myself." she whispers and looks back down.
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| − | "I'm a small, black creature and you should hate me. It's nothing more than I deserve."
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| − | ''Sometimes it's only Her love which keeps me here. ''
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| − | ''Sometimes it's only his love which keeps me here. ''
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| − | ''Sometimes, when even that isn't enough, it's just the fact that I'm too scared. ''
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' That is enough to crack Fiona.
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| − | ''How could I say that to her... ''<br>
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| − | ''Dumb, dumb girl, you hurt Kanti... ''
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| − | All the hurt disappeared, seeing Kanti like that, and only the fact that Kanti had protected her, healed her, enlightened her soul, lain with her.. only the good memories came to her, as she felt so sorry, such pity, such a heart ache... and moved towards Kanti, "No, you are not. You are my friend. You are serving a hero. You are a heroine. You saved me..." Fiona moves behind Kanti, holding her with one arm, the other touching her caste mark, beggining to create ''Bliss''...
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "I am." She says, as Fiona wraps around her, held her to her.
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| − | "I hurt you, burnt you, did so many things to you."
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| − | "I hurt her, cut her, sliced her, cut Sarah..."
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| − | "I love Her ... even after She told me to do such things..."
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| − | "How can I be allowed to serve a hero?<br>
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| − | How can I be a heroine?<br>
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| − | How can I be your friend?"
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| − | Kanti asks of Fiona ... or perhaps of herself ... never the less, the words are spoken.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "I.... I..."
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| − | ''I don't know.... ''<br>
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| − | ''You really did all that... ''<br>
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| − | ''Why can't I fault you? ''
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| − | "It wasn't your fault, you... you were in her leash.... mistress had us do... so much."
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| − | "If you had a choice... I don't think you would do it..."
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| − | Burning butterfly power touches her caste mark, then her lips, becoming like a jelly... Bliss.
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "I did have choice."
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| − | "I did."
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| − | "That's why I hate myself."
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| − | She whispers, still small in fiona's arms, before the bliss.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' It hurts. It hurts to listen to it, like cold needles piercing her heart. Kanti was so... so broken.
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| − | And the fact she might be right filled Fiona with dread.
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| − | But then, the bliss-covered hand came to Kanti's lips...<br>
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| − | And beyond hilding Kanti and resting her face warmly on the fire aspect's shoulder, burning her anima so Kanti would feel wreathed in light, there was nothing Fiona could do... or say....
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| − | Fiona did not know what to say, and that was an easy way out. To relax her... to...
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| − | "There... there is something I have to ask, though. I came here to ask..."
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| − | ''Damnit, it is not the time... ''
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| − | "... but... please. Take good care of Alex. Do not... do not hurt him like that."
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| − | ''Now is not the right moment... ''
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| − | ''But she needs to still be on her right mind to listen... ''
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| − | ''And is there a right moment at all? ''
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti feels it racing through her, the Bliss<br>
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| − | Kanti feels it racing around her, the Light.<br>
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| − | Kanti feels the darkness retreating, under the effects of the Bliss and the Light, relaxing into Fiona's arms.
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| − | "I won't! I won't hurt him! He hurts me sometimes ... but he holds me afterwards and so it's so good. So so good!"
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| − | "What...what do you want to ask Fiona? You can ask me anything, anything you like!" She cranes her neck and spine in a way that would hurt most people to look at Fiona's face.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' She looks at the fire aspect in slight confusion, holding Kanti, letting her light warm her... "Oh, um... just ask you to take good care of him. Not to hurt him, even if you are told to. I lost so much to protect him... and, well..."
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| − | ''I don't know if I can trust you.... you hurt me, too. ''
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| − | "But you told me you won't, right?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "I won't!" Kanti says, trying to reassure the girl who filled her with bliss and with light. She nods, her cheek brushing Fiona's, basking in the warmth of the sunlight.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "I liked what you did with your hair. Figures that as soon as I let my hair loose you comb it like me!"
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| − | "And the roses holding it are a nice touch..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti giggles and looks happy her hair is liked.
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| − | "That wasn't me! ...well, not the first time ... it was Shaliya! Have you met Shaliya?"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "I did, during the party! Friend of that insufferable man I ought to slap."
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| − | "There was something strange about her... a pity I didn't have time to study it..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "She's more than his friend! She's his familiar!" Kanti nods.
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| − | "She's really a plant. Made of ice. And a goddess too! But we've been friends for years now!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "... she did not ''seem'' to be a plant made of ice. I danced with her, and her skin did not feel like it either..." The Solar looks at Kanti, as if disbelieving it... "That is... interesting. I have to check her essence when I see her later!" She nods. "I wonder if I can learn to turn plants into people too..."
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| − | '''Kanti: "Well, sometimes she drinks peoples blood! It's a very sad story, really. You shouldn't let her drink yours. Solars make her ... weird. But when she does that ... or when she concentratres ... she isn't!"
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| − | "I don't know if you can ... she's the only plant - person I know. But Solars can do so many things!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "You... don't have to tell me that. No way am I letting someone drink my blood. Why would I? I like my blood where it is, well inside my veins, thank youvery much!" She cringes. "And she seemed so nice..."
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| − | "You have really strange friends, Kanti..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "That's why I let her drink mine! She's a friend, and it helps her!" Kanti smiles at Fiona.
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| − | "She makes it feel so good sometimes too!" Kanti giggles.
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| − | "But I do! I have a ice rose goddess and a solar! Those are really strange!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Heeeeey!" Fiona slaps Kanti's side softly. "I am ''not'' strange! I am... I am ''special''!"
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| − | "And you let her... drink your blood?" One can easily imagine a 'ew' added to the end of that sentence.
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti just giggles as Fiona slaps her then kisses the young girl's lips.
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| − | "''Special'' then!"
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| − | "Yes! It was almost the first thing we did together! After we danced! I heal it back easily enough!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Ah, yes, I forgot... you like it." She thinks back to.... the first few times she met Kanti, surprised by the kiss,answering it, enjoying the warmth. It had been so long... it was an interesting thing of wartime. Even a dozen days could be so long.... "That is why you had Alex do it, too...?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "Well, it doesn't hurt! Unless she wants it too ... especially if she's diddling you!" Kanti nods.
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| − | "But it feels good when she makes it hurt too!"
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| − | "Alex hurt me anyway ... but I asked him for it too. Because I like it!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Oh, you are that sort of friends with her..." Fiona giggles, nuzzling Kanti, a light kiss over her skin.
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| − | "I wonder what it is like... your fingers are the closest I got. She..." ''I didn't say mistress! '' "... used to say how men are rude and awful and hurt...."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "We have a Cerulean friendship! Yes!" Kanti nods and makes a pleased sound as Fiona nuzzles her, kissing her neck back.
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| − | "To have a man pushing himself inside you?" Kanti asks. "It depends a lot on the man! Alex ... isn't the best I've had! But he's so enthusiastic! And he's learning!" Kanti smiles at the solar. "He hurts me sometimes ... but almost only when he means to! But he's never awful ... and never rude! He blushes too much to be rude!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Oh, he does?" She giggles, "Well, he hasn't been through what.... we have..."
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| − | She nibbles at Kanti's ear, pushing Kanti closer to herself. The fact Kanti is naked beggining to register at last....
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "He likes it when I blush too. So I am! He thinks I was a lady. He got me such lovely lingerie! I should show you!" Kanti says as Fiona pulls her closer, kissing her neck and face more.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Aaaah, a ''lady''!" She giggles, "''Now'', that is the Alex I know! Imagining the nice courty lady, corrupted by the darkness, that he wants to save, rescue, prop up again? Oooh. That is so ''cute''!" She giggles more, with a kiss, beggining to loosen her grip on Kanti...
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| − | "Show me now! Let's... um, go? Where is it? And where are your clothes?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti returns the kiss hungrily before Fiona lets go of her, pulls away.
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| − | "The lingerie is in my room! Along with my clothes! So ... I guess we'll have to go up there quickly."
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "... how did you get here naked, then?" She blinks, looking at Kanti beffudled.
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "Gennadi walked me here!" Kanti says, as she stands up, as though this was natural.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "Ah well..." Fiona says, taking out her green cloak, and handling it to Kanti.
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| − | "Just... cover yourself with this, alright? It will be embarassing if someone sees you naked around..."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti wraps the cloak around her then shrugs.
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| − | "It wouldn't be the first time! But!" She hurries over and picks up the glass chains with the discarded key. "I shouldn't leave these around ... what would the maids think?"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' ''But we aren't on Her monastery anymore... ''
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| − | "They'd think ''someone'' joined dinner and bondage?"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' ''That wasn't the first time either. ''
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| − | "Yes! And they'd gossip! Also, Gennadi might want these back ... or Alex might want to use them again!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' "They would... yes, yes, take them away! I'd hate if they thought badly of you two..." She moves to them, picking one of them, feeling them on the tips of her fingers.... "Reminds me of the Vestal...."
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "They weren't cold. They didn't bite!" Kanti says. "But we should go!" and she leads Fiona out of the room and up the stairs to her own chambers, the large as yet pristine and untouched, the Eir society uniform she had been wearing before neatly folded.
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| − | She lays out the two sets on the bed.
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| − | "There!"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' They come to her room, and Fiona, now simply on her champagne-colored dress, watching the lingerie sets.... "So, white and black? I think black would look cuter on you..." ''Red and black, just like the Vestal... ''
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| − | ''Damnit! ''<br.
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| − | '''''Stop''' thinking about her, Fiona! ''
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| − | "Er, I mean... white. White would look very very cute on you!"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' "You want me to dress now?" She blushes just lightly. "In the white?"
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| − | ''tell me to dress for you, please! ''
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' She closes the room and moves about, rotating around herself and picking the cloak off Kanti like one would take the cover off a gift, then falls into the tail end of the bed, watching Kanti... "Yes! Dress in the white for me. I wanna see it. Must be cute!"
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' ''she's going to watch me like he did... ''
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| − | She slowly dresses like she did for the prince, first pulling on the long stockings and gloves, covering red flesh and black scars in smooth while silk and lace,exposeing herself more as she bends her legs to attach the garter belt, then clipping the bra on, before finally, slowly, slipping the panties up her legs and doing a twirl for Fiona, standing with legs slightly parted.
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| − | "What do you think?"
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' She has a smile on her face and a blush on her cheeks.
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| − | "You look so... so cute!"
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| − | "No... not cute..."
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| − | "You look beautiful. You look so... classy..." She smiles, "Alex has good taste. It fits you ''perfectly''!"
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| − | "Makes you seem pure... like him. Such a contrast to the scars!"
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| − | ''And what would the black be like? ''<br>
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| − | ''Damnit. Just enjoy the white! ''
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti beams at the girl and half-walks half-dances over to the bed.
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| − | '''Fiona: ''' Covered in that light color, with the chains shining on her forearms, tingling, making her seem so cute herself...
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| − | Her hands hold Kanti's, moving her closer, her lips touching the older girl's....
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| − | "Friends again?"
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| − | ''You are so cute... ''<br>
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| − | ''So beautiful... ''<br>
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| − | ''So nice... ''<br>
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| − | ''And I... want to trust you again. ''<br>
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| − | ''I can try. ''
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| − | '''Kanti: ''' Kanti returns the kiss, softly this time, tenderly, drawing it out, the kiss all for Fiona.
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| − | "Friends again."
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| − | * - Back to [[GoldenCat/SixthMovement|Sixth Movement]]
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| − | * - Back to [[GoldenCat/DanceOfAngels|A Dance of Angels]]
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