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Heaven. it was achieved again and Nee felt overwhelmed by everything. First it was scary, first she was frightened because she was thinking of Semyon, thinknig of what he did to her, and it made her feel sick and disgusting and used and wrong, but then Shiro came, Shiro came and made it better, little by little. "Thank you." Nee's voice came out as a tiny little squeak, she was panting, heaven was amazing but it was also exhausting. Shiro was trying to do what was asked of her, to talk about feelings but she passed out pretty quickly. Nee herself felt as if she were about to drift off into sleep. "I feel... good... as long as we keep doing it, I should be okay..." The pup really loved her, didn't she? Narcia moved a little so that Shiro was covered and hugged by a blanket, wrapped up, and then curled herself under a blanket as well. Nothing was wrong with taking a little nap....
It was a party in the palace. Little Nee scampered through the halls, heading to the party. Everyone was going to be there! It was going to be super fun and exciting! It was her birthday, and Nee wanted to play with everyone! Charming music jungled in the background, and a little girl was excited to meet all of her friends! So she entered the main banquet hall, a bright smile lighting up her face. Decorations were everywhere, her friends were all waiting, and most importantly, her mama was there, waiting with her arms open. Nee let out a giggle and dashed forward, hopping into her mama's arms. "Mama! Nee loves you, mama!" Mama smiled, eyes twinkling, no ice to be seen. "Mama loves you too, Nee. Mama will always love you."
It was a party, and it was going to be hide and seek! Nee bounded around, holding duckie, because she wanted a fun hide and seek! Itward said that the birthday girl should be the one to look for everyone and search and then mama took Nee's hand with a sharp smile. "Then I'll bee her attendant! Together, we'll find everyone!" So all of the guests scattered while Nee was counting, Nee counted up to a very high number with mama's help, because Nee was always bad at number, she was, she wasn't good at things like this. Other kids called her slow, they called her unsociable, they said she was a weird kid for being slow, but mama always loved her and believed in her and encouraged her, so Nee was okay.
When Nee opened her eyes to go looking for Aine and Corren and everyone else, she noticed something weird. The decorations were all gone, the palace looked sad and old and dark and Duckie wasn't in her arms anymore, Duckie was just a tattered dead mess on the ground. A voice echoed through Nee's head. Duckie is dead, it said, in a cold and cruel voice. Duckie is dead, and nothing can change that. Nee cried, she tried to put Duckie back together but it didn't work, she didn't know how to make the fluff go back in and stay there. Her friend was gone, her friend delivered to her by some girl named Nui from far away, her friend delivered to her with mama's love.
Then there was someone crying. Someone was crying and it sounded familiar. Nee wandered through the shadowy empty dark halls, wondering where everyone was hiding. She had to follow the crying, and there she was, mama was there, huddled onto the floor, her dress billowing out in a sea of ruffles. Mama was crying, wasn't she? But when Nee tried to walk forward to comfort her, she couldn't, there was an invisible wall. Mama was crying and Nee cried because she wanted to help her, she wanted to fix her and make mama happy again.
"I wonder how long it's been since I last saw your face like that, Nee." A voice came out, but it wasn't really a voice, it wasn't in Nee's ears, but directly in her head. Mama's voice but Mama was crying, not talking. "I took away that angelic smile from you...." Nee banged on the invisible wall but she couldn't reach, she couldn't get through to mama at all. Mama was sad and Nee was sad because mama was crying all alone, with no one to save her. "I tried to raise you magnificently, to make you a wonderful and fair ruler, a strong and respected ruler, and I should have been more patient with you, Nee."
Mama's voice sounded so lonely, so sad, sounded like no one could hear her at all. "But you were slower than the other children, you more childish and you clung to silly things... but I knew, I realized that it was my fault. Your sister, Nui, she should have been there with you, to play with you, to help you grow." It was getting harder to see mama, because black lines were coming up, smokey black angry lines all over the invisible wall, blocking out mama, until all that was left was her crying. "But I didn't. And in desperation, Nee, I ended up turning your life into a mess." Where was mama? Why was mama crying?
But then the crying stopped, and instead was familiar maniacal laughter of Narina Seraphim, tyrant Queen of Ashia Palace. "In the end, I was nothing but an enemy to you." Nee cried and curled up on the floor, the laughing was scary, but more than that, the laughing was even sadder than the crying. "I'm sorry."
Nee opened her eyes and felt strange and sick. She didn't know why she felt sick, of course, but nothing could really change that. "Shiro..." Nee patted her lover's shoulder, and hoped she was having a good dream. Now, with that done, and now that she was refreshed, there were two things that needed doing. First, Nee had to get wedding books - full of different cultures and styles, and she spread them out on the bed, each with pictures and easy words so that Shiro would easily understand them. Then she got to work with one of the chip ports from the androids. She needed to modify it, upgrade it, she needed to make it so that Aya and Kora could live side by side. And so, with her tools in hand, Nee went back into her element, feeling comfortable and happy. And she completely forgot to put her clothes back on.
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They were safe from the angry protesting crowds now, hiding like this, but Cress wasn't satisfied, was she? Of course, though, it was just like Cress to be like this. While most people saw angry violent people who only wanted to hurt, Cress didn't see that. Cress could look at a mob and instead of viewing them as enemies, she saw them as victims, she could see their pain, their aches, she could see their deep and sad mental scars that refused to fade. Cress was that kind of person, and that was one reason why Kora loved her to this extent that she'd cry and languish about it every night. It wasn't that she wasn't talking sense - but the fact was that it was still dangerous, wasn't it?
"I know what you're saying, Cress." Aya responded, because she knew it was her turn to speak. Heron's eyes narrowed, as if betrayed for a second, but Aya continued, taking one of Cress's hands into her own. "It's normal, especially for a princess, to want to talk the problems out. I would agree, if they weren't violent, if they weren't attacking. But imagine, what if you got hurt for trying to negotiate with them? You know how protective Queen Narcia is of you." A shiver went down the lamb's spine as the memories of Narcia's most cruelest moments rushed past. "She wouldn't go easy on the Tartarians. She would punish them all horrifically."
Knights had to protect the princess, after all, even from her own folly. "Next time, if they aren't being violent, we'll let you talk, alright?" Would that be enough of a compromise? They were back in the palace now, Gehenna's palace, but it was a sad, empty place, wasn't it? It was clear that there were no royals here anymore, the legacy of Tartaria was given up and given to Ashia for safe keeping now. The maid girl said she'd be joining them to Sisyphus, one of the outer cities, and brought them food - though Cress couldn't really eat much at all. so Ate bit into the lizardskin wrapping and found that it was yummier than she expected.
Once food was finished, Heron dashed off to get their bags, so Aya went to the wheelchair and took Cress to the ship. "Sisyphus is supposed to be pretty hot at this time of day. We have umbrellas for portable shade, right?" The sun was behind the Wall of Belphegor now, so unfortunately it wouldn't cast it's shadow over the city. "...I wish I could have been around... alive, for real." Her voice went pensive, Aya was thinking now. There was a lot to think about, after all. "If I was, maybe I could have prevented you and Aya from being... violated.... like that." It was a sensitive topic, and - Aya shook her head. "..Nevermind. Sorry. Thinking about what ifs is useless, after all." It was true. Aya, unlike the rest here, she didn't have a future. She couldn't achieve happiness or dreams or anything. That was what death was. She was going to have to give this body back to her sister sooner or later, wasn't she?