((I have not actually finished Noir, so I may have some things wrong, but Kirika/Chloe has been haunting me ever since their first meetings. So sue me.))
Sacred Escapes
Kirika has never been adverse to death; her own or that of others. At least that's what she knows as far as she can remember. Life to her is nothing; to exist is neither pain nor pleasure, and she knows that is not normal. A lazy world passes by her eyes in the absense of hate and passion- that is, it was so until 'Noir' came and promised her a past; From that first inkling of hope, she could not get the girl out of her mind.
She dosen't know why she even wants a past; she hasn't taken great pleasure in living in the present; in her sinful life that she knows should somehow be hurting her, somehow make her sad, and yet, she dosen't care. The only thing she has come to care for- to be needful for, are moments like these; wrapped in the rough swaddling cloak freshly warmed by Chloe's shoulders, their killing hands entwined, reclining on the cold stone floor of a cathedral whose grounds clearly were not kept diligently enough, or perhaps once had a groundskeeper, who was made 'unavailable' by the mysterious snake eyed girl who had as disturbingly little remorse for killing as Kirika. She feels the callouses on Chloe's hands; trophies of her skill bitten into the skin over years by the handle of her own blade; the same marks are indelibly branded on Kirika's own trigger finger. There they wait, knowing only this moment of silence, bathed in the rose light of stained glass delicately pieced in the image of Saint Catherine. She never tells Mireille about these small escapes. She knows the woman wouldn't understand.
Kirika has no defense and she knows Chloe could kill her at any moment; this is how she prefers it. Her entire existence is composed of unknowns, and yet she cannot understand why it is that only at this moment, so delicately balanced between the threat of death and the life she thinks nothing of, that she truly feels alive.
She dosen't know. And she dosen't care.
