Old Friends From an Older Life {Enigma}

[Ire'Rain Sekairo]

How long had it been?​

Ire had only been fourteen when they had last spoken.​

A mere child. A youngster.

Now she was what, eighteen, nineteen? It was about time she saw her almost-mother again. Circe deserved to see how much her niece had grown. Physically, at least. While the girl, now a woman, had grown considerably, her mind was still a mess. Visions still plagued her. Perhaps even worse than they had previously. More importantly... her powers had been revealed to be far greater than anyone had thought. Yet still the lass could not control them. Already over a dozen lives had been claimed by her recklessness. No matter what Elani, her lover, tried, they could not keep her safe for long. This needed to stop. Which brings us back to this meeting. A Savan, and a Sekairo. So incredibly cliche. Those two families seemed to be bound together by the strings of fate. Or at least Circe was locked into the clan of crazies. Oddly by choice. Undoubtedly she would be glad to see her almost-daughter once more. Though a long lecture might come with the hugs. After all, Ire ran away without a word. Just got up and left. Didn't say a word for several years. Not until she was safely wrapped in the arms of her beloved once more. Even then it took her awhile to contact her honorary Aunt. Had it been guilt? Or was she just to busy doing... other things? Circe might understand the latter.

"Just some water please." The waiter scoffed. This was one of Panatha's best watering holes. Well, one of its finest bars. Had a lovely view of a river and everything. Currently our insane friend was sitting on the patio outside. Soon her contact would arrive. Hopefully. It was starting to get late in the day. With a little sigh Ire brushed a strand of white hair out of her face. God, she looked an awful lot like a certain Seele girl had. When she was still healthy, that is. That resemblance passed as soon as her eyelids fluttered open. Nessa's eyes were not purple. Nor had they ever been. Of course, this woman's weren't always violet either. When she lost hold over her gifts they would become a burning sort of white. Much like a 'demon' she had grown fond of. Eske, as she called him, was another hallucination. But he was a great conversationalist. Plus he was good for scaring other people. Though he did tend to do so at the wrong times... "Circe... You're behind me, aren't you?" Ire's voice was softer than before. Yet it managed to hold a sinister tone to it. Likely because of her many hours spent with the Zambranos, a notoriously sinister family.

HELLO FRIEND~​

NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN​

Eske was creepy. At least he only appeared to the occasional person, and one who's mind was not guarded. Still that was a fair amount of people. Ire's presence in the force was strong for someone with so little training. It drew people to her at times. Even some who were not sensitive themselves. Odd how things work. "It's been awhile."

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[Onrai]

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"Good to see you again, Irene." She smiled, moving to embrace the woman she had once called her daughter. "How has life been?" She didn't really have much else to say or do right now. Why? Because it had been years since they'd last met, and it felt inappropriate to start prying right off the bat.

 

[Ire'Rain Sekairo]

If you asked her, Ire would say that she wasn't a risk taker. In reality she sort of was one. Chasing after someone supposedly dead for years certainly was risky. Luckily for her what she had planned was far less precarious. Said plan was to pull her mother into a tight hug, resting her head quietly on her shoulder. "I shouldn't have run. But I did. And I found her, Circe. I found Elani. My powers, however... I have no control." She needed help. This was her way of indirectly asking for it. Along with opening the conversation up to more personal topics. They were family, and they should act like it.

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[Onrai]

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"And you came back to me because you knew I could control your powers. Or at least help you learn how to control them yourself." She smiled, continuing her snug embrace of her adopted daughter. "Wait... Is the 'Elani' you reference the bastard child of Kaine Zambrano and reputed cannibal?" Stories abounded about the "mystery meat" at her restaurant, and supposedly it was human flesh.

"Why her?"

 

[Ire'Rain Sekairo]

"No, I asked you to come because I missed you. Getting assistance with my powers is something else entirely. Of course... I wouldn't mind help with that. Don't want anyone else to die because of me. Yet, at least." 'Yet' being the most important word of that sentence. Eventually Ire was going to want to join in intergalactic politics. Just the nitty gritty side, with all the murder, enslavement, and secrets. Also known as the fun side of it all. "Elani is someone I care for. We've bonded. Even if her family dislikes yours, and vice versa, I still hold affection for her. We've stirred up a lot of chaos together. Though I'm not certain, I have a feeling my future lies intertwined with hers. Call it a Sekairo gut instinct." Those were the best kind of instincts.

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[Onrai]

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"The Zambranos have no hatred towards me, and my family has no animosity towards them - well, except for Ashe." She sighed. "If we're going to do this, I'd like for you to at least officially introduce us before we end up, you know - watching the two of you tie the knot." A smirk soon followed. "Not saying that's a bad thing, but well... You're a tad mentally unhinged, and she regularly eats human flesh. Pretty interesting match if you ask me."