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xxxxKeiko didn’t notice much the nurses and patients alike who were eying the both of them as they were lead further back into the hospital. Perhaps it was odd for the people of Mars to have one of Rei’s daughter’s wandering the halls of their infirmary, but the light senshi was focused to the point where she wasn’t seeing much else aside from the men infected with darkness lying just in the other room.
xxxxShe turned to watch Aleks as he gave her a bit of encouragement, feeling relief knowing he too was getting some crash course training with Aphrodite. She was already unconfident in her own abilities to heal these men; having another healer close-by settled her nerves just enough to get her in to the room. The man they approached first stirred from his painful slumber, about to inquire who they were, but Aleks took care of it quickly. Keiko made quick work of pinning up her short locks in a loose bun behind her head, and was at the man’s other side not a moment later. She was smiling down at the man, reaching out a gentle hand to rest against his forehead. He was hot, feverish no doubt, but Keiko remained smiling, "My name is Keiko, sir. And this is my friend Aleks. We’re healers who can help, alright?" despite knowing the man would probably forget their names not two seconds after hearing them, it still made the light senshi feel better having established some sort of familiarity with him.
xxxxHer eyes immediately took in the infection once Aleks exposed the cut from its bandages. The original cut itself didn’t look life-threatening; had it been a normal blade that struck the blow, it would have most likely healed up on its own by now. But that was not the issue, it was the dark energy that had been used along with it. His skin was black and almost charred looking, flaking away from the still open and infected cut. The veins under the man’s pale skin were bulging and dark, a sure sign his blood was already starting to carry the dark energy to and from his heart. He must have been infected for weeks. They did not have much time. With a single nod to Aleks, Keiko brought up one of her hands to rest over top the center of the infection along the man’s waist. "This is going to be a bit…invasive, but the calmer you remain, the quicker it will be over, ok?" she spoke softly to the man slipping in and out of consciousness. He nodded weakly, and that was all the response the light user was going to get.
xxxxShe let her eyes slip closed as she let her energy pool in her hand, concentrating the power in the limb until it completely covered in light. Her skin lost its color, leaving only a brilliant white outline of the woman’s hand. When her eyes opened again, they too were shrouded in the same white light. Her hand disappeared into the man’s wound, manipulating her energy to seamlessly pass through the tainted flesh and bone. Almost instantly she felt the man tense and resist, but he tried his best to remain still. His own will along with Aleks' help made concentrating a bit easier.
xxxxThe dark energy mulling around inside of him latched on to the new light that had invaded its host; Keiko could feel the way it settled on her hand like a weight. She ignored its persistent creep and need to multiply, keeping the energy contained long enough to pull it along with her hand back up and out of the patient’s wound. Once out in the open, the white hand that had disappeared into the man’s side was replaced by a dark, murky shadow, swirling and searching for a new host. White eyes closed and Keiko clenched her fist, pouring even more of her own energy into the darkness until it dissipated into thin air.
xxxxZevaal. The name would not leave Kiko’s head no matter how much she willed it to. Just the name alone had her uncomfortable, and knew it was not merely by coincidence. It meant something, it had to. She could hear Sno clacking away on her laptop beside her as Youta went on to explain how Zevaal came about and what he was like, but didn’t dare look at the woman. She had a feeling her best friend was having similar thoughts, and Kiko was wanting to just shuffle this all under the rug for the time being. Youta didn’t catch this obviously, for he went on, "It was, no doubt, a darker time in Mars’ history…but the blade has never been concerned with a person’s character traits. It chooses the person most capable of harnessing its power." The way he talked about the Pyrotiem like a living thing had Kiko watching her hand, as if expecting it to appear without her knowing.
xxxxShe was snapped from her daze when Sno went on to speak. Even before the woman got further into the story, Kiko had a feeling she knew where it was going. The wielder before Sno was far too similar to the state the woman had reached back when they were retrieving Aleks’ soul. She watched Sno, her mouth pulled into a thin line, not sure of how to respond…
xxxx"Your second transformations?" Youta couldn’t help his curiosity. Kiko shrugged her shoulders, giving the man a side-long glance before staring down at her hands again, "Our fuku’s change and we gain greater strength for a period of time. We also…tend to lose sight of our own being. We become something else." she didn’t know how else to describe what happened when in that state. Kiko had only been in it twice before, and didn’t want to cross that threshold ever again. Youta seemed to make sense of it thought, for he gave a soft nod and a look of realization fell over his features. "It’s a temporary boost of power given to you by the swords themselves. When the blade feels like its owner is in danger, it calls forth the souls and strength of past wielders. I’ve only studied the idea in theory, I’ve never seen it physically done, but I that could explain why you feel as though you lose yourself in the transformation."
xxxxYouta looked as if this information was helpful and positive, like he’d solved some big mystery for them. In reality, it was. They had wanted to know more about what happened to them under such power, right? But Kiko didn’t like the answer. He was trying to say that some guy, some…evil a*****e could just randomly take over from the sword whenever he felt like Kiko wasn’t strong enough? She shook her head and pushed one of the still closed books away from her, "Why am I even given the sword if some ******** from the past can still pull the strings? I chose me, right? So why can’t I control that to not happen?"