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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 9:07 am
God, he looked so lost, and she would have given anything to give him the clarity he was grasping for. Heart aching, she took her hand from the back of his, finger rising up to lay the softest touch against his cheek. He didn't want to hurt her. He wasn't just some mindless drone for the Negaverse, there was still a person in there with free will and their own desires. It made that little spark of hope at her core flare just a touch brighter. If he didn't pull away from her that delicate brush of fingers along his cheek would become more. the soft press of her palm along the stubble kissed edge of his jaw. "It is real." Sincerity glittered in the unshed tears that left hazel eyes bright in the darkness around them. "It's real. I promise." There was no way to prove anything she was saying, not unless she managed to get through the tangle of shredded memory in his mind and found something whole again. He'd have to trust her, and why should he? To him she was a stranger. Maybe there was a spark there, but it was a small and confusing thing. "We met here years ago. There was a music room, and I heard you playing, so I sat down to play with you." The duet should have ended in violence. The promise of it had been in the air, but Navi had not wanted to fight, and she'd tamed the senshi of danger with a kiss. "You are my Fiyero, my prince, and I am your wicked little witch." Stepping into him, she rose up on tip toes, and the hand on his face urged him closer, drawing him down to her so she could whisper against his lips. "Your Elphaba." In the fairy tales it was always a kiss that woke the sleeping princess, or broke the curse. It was a kiss that fixed whatever was broken. A kiss wasn't going to fix this, Navi knew that, but she couldn't be that near him, and not want to reclaim the feel of his lips against her own. Please, a silent plea. An aimless prayer.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 8:00 pm
Chaonis closed his eyes and kissed her as she leaned in to him. He was tense and it was not as natural as it once might have been. Fear tore through him, though he could not name the source, and he had to overcome that before he could feel the real emotions she was bringing out in him.
Images flashed through his mind. He saw this moment before. Not the same, of course, but the air, the feeling she was giving off, it was there. She loved him, he knew that. And somewhere, he knew that he had loved her. He still did, maybe, but he could not reach those memories and emotions the way he wanted, needed, to. He put his hand on her arm, as if to steady himself, or her, though she was not the one shaking.
Music lilted through his mind, distant and distorted in a strange way, then fading completely as he opened his eyes and looked at her. He had lifted his hand to her cheek, he found, though he had not been aware of it. The other was still on her arm.
"Navi... I can remember. Something... flashes of things. I know you're telling me the truth, but..."
But it wouldn't matter, would it? He was on the side of Chaos now: he was a servant to Painite and to a much larger cause than that. Though he was stolen away, his starseed was corrupted, and many of his thoughts were geared toward hunting and killing the white moon. How could he say he was this man, this white moon warrior that had been able to fall in love and defend the innocent, when now all he knew was how to serve an evil woman and carry out her biding?
He should be ashamed of himself, and in a way maybe he was, but it was only in thought. He could not feel it. And that, more than most other things he was discovering about himself, scared him the most.
"I don't want her to hurt you. She'll make you suffer, make me hurt you. This is who I am now: I can't go back to what I was, what you lost." He took a step back, looking at her with a fearful look. "I can't do that. Hurt you. I don't understand any of this but... but this is what I am! I have to go."
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 8:32 pm
When he didn't step back, when that warm hand rose to cup the curve of her cheek, a soft noise came from the dainty Dark Mirror senshi, muffled against the press of his lips. Her chest felt tight, it was hard to breath, and as he drew back from the kiss she wavered, hand tightening on his arm to hold herself steady. It felt like the world was closing in, the night sky eating at the edges. City noises were lost, drowned out by the frantic hammering of her pulse, but his voice cut through everything with a sharp clarity. She blinked up at him as he spoke, lips parting, chest rising as she drew in a deep breath. He remembered. Maybe not everything, maybe not clearly, but something had risen through the void, and the bud of a smile tugged at soft lips, her hand on his cheek sliding around to the bad of his neck. A instant of happiness, of pure joy and utter relief...until he stepped back. "Chaonis?" She didn't want to hear what he was saying. Curls brushed her shoulders as he backed away from her, and she she felt him slip away from her fingers, retreating, shutting down. "No, wait." The smile was gone, and a look of panic had pale eyes wide. "Please." She reached for him, grabbing for his hand and missing, but as he backed away she moved forward. "Wait." Please don't do this. "I'm already suffering. She already hurt me, she can't do anything worse." That soft voice was breaking, and lips, drawn back and tight, were trembling. "I can't do this again, please, Na-" She bit her tongue on his civilian name, his old name, tears rolling hot down her cheeks. "Chaonis." Shaking hands made another grab for his wrist. "I don't have anything else." She had made him her world, and it had been warm and safe and full of love. Now there was only darkness." Fiyero."
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 8:52 pm
She was begging him to stay, and he was not sure what to do. He looked at her helplessly, trembling as she spoke. He heard everything in her voice, all the pain she was under because of him. Just because he was there, but not the man she knew and loved. He was someone else entirely, and though he could remember small glimpses of his powered life before he was corrupted, there was no telling if he could ever go back to the man he had been.
He felt like she deserved that guy. The one she called Fiyero, the one she seemed to have given her whole heart to. He could not promise her the world, like the old Chaonis seemed to have done. She deserved to be happy and in a time like this, that sort of thing seemed impossible.
And with him, the way he was, it was absolutely impossible.
"I don't want to lose you to her, too," he said after a moment, realizing that he was scared of his handler, and the terrible things she made him do. The things she delighted in. If she saw them, if she caught him, she would tear Navi limb from limb. He realized that she had become, in such a short time, the only thing he had to cling to. The only thing he could remember, and the only thing that made him feel human. Just as she could not lose him, he could not bear losing her.
"I don't know what to do," he said, very softly, watching her as she cried. he moved closer again, carefully, and brushed her tears away with his thumb. "Navi..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 9:50 pm
Trembling fingers circled his wrist, but her hold on him was light, easily broken. She didn't want him to go, but she didn't think she could handle it if she tried to hold him there--really tried-- and he still pulled away from her. Her heart couldn't handle it. But he stopped, unexpectedly, face aghast. Not just the conflict of finding himself at the mercy of a crying woman, but obviously torn. It should have made her feel better, knowing that something had reached him, that part of him deep inside that would always be hers, but right that moment all Navi could feel was the world crumbling beneath her feet. Later, it would all sink in. Those paramount words, in that soft, gruff voice. Now she was on the verge of a panic attack at the thought of him disappearing back into the night where she couldn't follow. She clutched at his arm when he came near again, and the brush of his thumb against her cheek made her whimper, eyes closing as her small frame tried to fold in on itself. What had she really thought would happen if she could make him remember? That he'd come home? That they could just go back to the way things were? Get married, be happy? How? But logic be damned. "Don't leave me alone in this world." Thin fingers released his wrist to catch his hand before it drifted too far from her face, and she brought it back, head bowed to rest her brow against the back of his knuckles. "We could leave."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 7:57 am
"Leave?"
Chaonis was not sure he understood. The Negaverse owned this place, and if he went missing, he was sure Painite would know. She would hunt them down, because she was not the type to let her toys be taken from her. He knew that, if it was the only thing he knew. The rest was all confusing and new. He was feeling overwhelmed.
"We can't go anywhere... no where is different, is it? And she'd find us."
He shook his head, trembling a bit. He tried to steel himself, knowing that he was supposed to be a lot stronger than this. He was a warrior, after all, and regardless of what side he was on, he was pretty sure that had always been true. He was being a bit of a baby now, and that was unacceptable. But he was scared. Scared of things changing, of finding out more, of not. He was scared of putting her in danger, almost as much as he was to trust her.
He was just a man fighting to find pieces of himself. This was a lot more than he thought he would find, and he was not sure how to take it all in.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 5:31 pm
She didn't know if there was anywhere left that was safe, that was the honest truth, and she shook her head. Wracking her brain for any scenario that would give her that happy ending she wanted more than anything else. Once upon a time simply staying powered down would have given them a chance, but not now. The Negaverse had too much power, too many sources. No one knew just how deep their influence ran, but no one was safe anymore. Identities be damned, if you had any power, they knew about it. "I don't know what to do." It hurt to admit it, and the words stuck in her throat. Small fingers clung to his hand as if it was the last solid thing left in the word. Let time stop, let them be allowed to just stay here. His memory would come back to him, she could be patient. For him her patience was infinite. It had to be.
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