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Akua Sahelian
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-11-06 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Is that ā€œallā€ she has to do? She has to ask for everything, to beg for the things she had always thought would just… happen, if someone were to stumble into the strange and crippling bond that ā€œfriendshipā€? The respect, the loyalty, the understanding, the affection… she had never craved it, because to have a friend was never something she even dreamed as possible in the harsh world she had been raised in, clambering over the dead and better-off-dead bodies of her shamed kindred to try and reach for half of human dignity. But she had thought…

She doesn’t know anything in this world. Hadn’t she asked Akua a similar question the first time the other woman had used the word ā€œfriendā€ with her? And yet even now… Every time she thinks she might grasp it…

Even as part of Hayame’s soul claws at what she had become, this humiliated thing with two eyes who only knew rage and vengeance, she sags pitifully into the brush of Akua’s hand, longing for a friend and for comfort so much that she forced herself to accept what her pride would never be happy with. She wants to ask Akua to choose her fully, to condemn the demon who had done this to her, to hate him even a shade of how much she does-

But her pride is wounded, not broken. Their friendship… could not survive Hayame hearing ā€œnoā€ to that. Maybe Akua could even sense it, through the Iconoclast aspect they shared that had stopped her from locking the other woman from her mind in the first place, that she almost asks it if her, demanding and desperate. But what she actually lets out is-

Nothing.

Can she say that she trusts Akua fully? That she believes everything she does is truly for Meridian’s sake? How many times has she cursed what seemed like everyone else’s fickleness and disloyalty? When Akua had dabbled in Zenith, when Liem had let himself be corrupted, when Set allowed himself to take that Yima bitch’s flower into his heart…

… She wished she could. She wanted to believe she could trust.]


Never falter, Akua.

[She says it like a prayer, like a threat, like a vote of confidence, like a plea. Maybe it is just all of those things.]

I am asking you to come to me.

I am asking you not to breathe a word of what I tell you, and what you see.

I am asking you… to try and find out what that monster actually did to me…


[ā€œSebastianā€ wasn’t even its name. Just like Farnese wasn’t, just like Gabriel wasn’t. It was a writhing mass of shadows and eyes and too many mouths that ate souls.

And despite what he had promised her, as she was strapped helpless to the table and hobbled to the wall, a bit shoved into her mouth to prevent herself from trying again to bite off her own tongue and escape into death… she was going to eventually force it to either kill her or to perish. If she didn’t, if she couldn’t-

Akua might as well just leave her weeping on the floor.]
Edited 2023-11-06 06:20 (UTC)