Sawa Ike
The Dark Matriarch Darth Shōjō
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Seeing her... hearing her everythign came flooding back to her mind. She wasn't this.. she was standing there at the academy. On the platform overlooking the water gardens. The stone pale and a lighter shade of pink. Cherry blossoms swirling around them as the wind brought the freshly bloomed from the mountain side academies levels to them. In a sea of reds, pinks, purples and all colors in between. Sawa was holding her, the warmth of her hand, the smile on her face. They had... they had fun and she was trying to place this new evil being, this creature who wore her friends skin. Out of tragedy, her family had been set up to be slaughtered.
"Ni-ne." She said it low, quietly to herself as she didn't trust her voice, everything about this made her want to shed old tears... older still as her neck ached. Burning almost this close to her and then she spoke. The voice coming out older then them... someone from the past as images of the Atrisian princess came to her mind. Memories of them together and what she had been required to by honor and duty. Protect Midori, protect the chastity and honor of the princess... but Midori had ben spoiled and cruel. She had not cared for either of them and she showed herself several times but at the time Sawa had ignored it.
The more Ni-Ne spoke and condemned her, the use of her own voice was too much to her mind. She didn't become blubbering but she stood there. Still and stunned for a moment. Memories flooding back to her, things she had forgotten... or was made to forget.... Something warm, something fresh. Anger, Ni-Ne had done this... when she found her.... when she had. Sawa felt that part of her receding back deeper now. Buried beneath the weight of power that was Shojo. She could nurture that feeling, that inner hate and fire. IT was familiar, it was power, it gave her a way to resist wanting to cry for her part in this creature before her.
THen she saw it, something flashed and it was coming at her as Sawa reacted quickly her mind slowing down the processes to make Ni-Ne move at a fraction of the speed... but she was too late. Arms coming up, the palms not catching but snapping into place along the sides of the sword. Like a vice when she pushed them together to stop the blade from cleaving into her and making her two sides...... but then she felt something. A sharp pain in her shoulder, the warmth of blood and didn't have to look as her shoulder and upper chest were on fire... then cold and she couldn't feel it. Sawa looked at Ni-Ne and was pushing to raise the blade.
Her arms going up, her hands roving over to try and touch Nine's hands and hold her arms up with her sword as the blood in her shoulder was flowing now. Once the blade was free but she could heal. She knew she would have to heal and would have to feed while she looked at the woman. Standing this close she knew that familiar scent, saw those features... that bare hint of something in her eyes. Sawa wanted do reach out and just... she spoke moving to try and have her face within inches of Ni-Ne's. To lock eyes with her while she was starting to heal herself with the force and her own power. "I am sorry Ni-Ne."
It was a moment of weakness and the voice choked her coming out. THis close she wasn't even certain they could be heard as she whispered them so low. It was a private thought something that she never wanted to admit to others but she was looking at the woman. That moment of truth was enough as the anger and rage boiled up. Her lips curling back when she thought about her using Midori's voice... when she thought about this creature that wore Ni-Ne's face.... when she felt the pain now in her shoulder and neck.. she had violated her memories, taken from her that which was most precious to her and she had forgotten some things.
"You are coming back to the cage." Her snarl made her fangs snap into place. Silvery eyes glow with emotion, hunger, anger, lust, hatred, love..... She wanted to rip out her throat but something was holding her back.. something was keeping her from opening her mouth and finding that place in Ni-Ne's throat that would let her drain away her life energies. Sawa moved with the force pushing to break the hold after she moved her face forward. Mouth crushing against Nine's, everything there as she poured it out and searched for that familiar place... that familiar taste she could remember lingered there. Allowing the memories to flood back itno her.
THen she was back, releasing as one hand went to the sword she had brought. She had felt the sting of Nine's sword but moved fast, enhanced speed from the force to make her sword draw dangerous and the black blade. Folded jeweled steel tainted with the blood of her family gleamed. She had retrieved it from the jade at some point... the sword in the garden when she slashed with Shōjō at Nine's chest. The gleam of the blade catching as red lines like veins of blood could be seen. Where it had been tainted and used to kill, the empresses prize.. the blade she had taken to demand fealty to her by House Ike had been returned.