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|| Rolling Girl || Hatsune Miku ||
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Heaven was something only Nee and Shiro could achieve with one another. It was more than just physical intimacy, it was much more than just their bodies intertwining as one. It was a state of being, it was a mental connection, it was trust, it was their bond, on both a physical and emotional scale. Once Heaven was achieved, the tears came back and Nee regained her lucidity. Nee apologized for the scene and Shiro insisted that it was okay. Shiro loved her more than because she saved her, but because of her flaws as well, and that made their love more complete, more real. "I'm not a Goddess. I never was." Nee said, but it was unneeded, because they both knew it. "I'm human, like you, we're both equal, aren't we?"
The blanket was twisted around the two girls who were madly in love, and they rested together, having fought the scary darkness away for the time being. The darkness of Semyon's hands everywhere, and the darkness that choked resistance out of her throat. Shiro said that she was the one who saved her and still saved her and Nee shook her head, black locks swaying. "No. It's - we save each other. We're both saving each other." They were perfect because they completed one another, just like how their bodies fit together so perfectly. "I love you." Nee whispered, even though she knew their love was communicated in a way mere words couldn't accomplish.
Shiro's phone went up and there was a written message, seeing as how no holo came up on the screen. Shiro turned to her and read it out, telling her about Corren and his plan. "Okay. Come with me, okay?" So with that the two girls got dressed and used Heron's engagement gift - body freshener, for use after love sessions, to get rid of the smell so others won't notice - and they were off to Corren's office, where the sandy haired man was, waiting. "Thank you for delivering her here, Queen Shiro." Corren said with a nod and Nee felt nervous and uneasy. "It's okay if she stays here, right?" Corren sighed and then made his response. "I'd like to speak alone for a moment with Narcia, but in the meantime, there's a certain blue haired girl that wants to see you, Shiro. Xion will escort you there." Nee smiled, if that was how it was, then it was okay. "Go. I'll be fine. Wren wants to see you, your friend!"
Corren started by describing what he was going to do, what he thought might be a solution for her trauma - a starting treatment. It was a process called EMDR - Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing Therapy. Corren described the vast neural networks that linked together, of emotions and physical sensations and everything, and explained the process that he was going to use to try and help her process the painful memories using positive cognitive influences once he identified triggers and sensations that came up during triggers. "There's... a problem..." Nee whimpered, feeling cold and dirty again. "The mains sensation is.... touching..." Corren blinked and nodded. "Alright. I'll put Shiro in charge of revisiting the sensation with you, then." He said, easily amending the problem. "The goal here is to help you process the trauma healthily so that you won't be crippled by trauma and anxiety when encountering the stimuli in the future."
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Aya could dive back into those memories of first meeting Cress, and it was funny how much had changed since then. Things were so different now, it was odd. So much happened in those months, hadn't it? Soon, Kora would get to turn fifteen and... well, that was yet another year Aya could never gain for herself. "Kora was an idiot back then, when you first met." The lamb sighed, enjoying mocking her silly sister. "Thinking you were a Rubble, she almost exposed you." But it was more than just Kora being an idiot and Cress taking care of her. The two really did have a special bond that couldn't be denied. "...You really brought out the best of her in a way I never could." It was a sad, but true fact.
"It's kinda amazing. Your gardening. It's going to help a lot of people." Aya said with a wry grin. It wasn't even just about beauty or anything. It was also about bonding, about mourning. The Tartarians needed time to heal, and this was one way to help them do it. And being in contact with Ashians like this, it'd give both sides new perspectives on each other. It would help both come to an understanding and end the silly and pointless cycles of hatred that kept on reoccurring. "I'd like to...." Aya shook her head. No, there was no point in wondering what kind of talent she would have had were she to live. Aya was dead - a punishment of falling in love with her little sister - and it was too late now to wish she was alive.
Thyella and Orthrus, the Tartarian servants, they definitely looked like someone that lost their princess, they lost the entire family they were serving, but instead of anger and sadness, they wanted to help as well. Aya didn't really know the events of what happened over here, but she knew one thing. There was too much death already. The Eastern Continent was starved for peace now. "Thank you." Orthrus said and gave more water to the Ashian princess. "Drink so you don't die before making good use of us." Thyella giggled and pulled Orthrus to get back to gardening. "I'm sure Una was thinking of you when she handed Tartaria to Ashia."
Times really were changing, weren't they? Time was going by, things were happening, a new era was beginning. Not just for Ashia, but on a global scale. All of Ourania was stunned by the last few months of the Eastern Continent, but hopefully now, with it unified under one banner, hopefully this meant the chaos and discord would end and new peace would arrive. Though with this Code Orange in effect, you had to wonder how much peace there really was. As much as it was nice to be alive in some regard.... Aya knew it couldn't last. This was Kora's body, Aya didn't have one anymore. So she made sure to take in the sights and help show Cress as much as she could that Kora still and always would love her. That's what a good twin sister did, right?
In a tiny voice, almost unhearable for anyone but Cress, a certain girl posed a question. "Is it gross to love your own sister?"