Review Affirmation time and then on to a small interlude of a chapter. Be warned, it's mushier than drenched mud.
Lyrix of Azn Ethix - Eh, just keep writing. As for how will Rose train? Uh, I think by practicing punches and kicks. Ya know, sort of like the more realistic fighting styles that rely on the body and not the spirit. Besides, Rose doesn't have no physical strength, otherwise that crouching jab and those high heeled shoe kicks are surely fooling me good… though it might just be using the stiletto in the heel for extra stabbity power. As for Vega… he'd be exactly what Freud would need to showcase how right he is about an oedipal complex, if Vega didn't stab his ugliness first.
Interlude 1 - Subhuman Minds Aren't Half Empty
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'Look… good?' Julia blinked as she heard those words. Nobody had ever been so nice to her before. It was always strange stares, or Bison's cruel words and beatings for disobedience. Never had anyone been so kind to her, except perhaps, Juni, for they needed each other. Humanity just seemed to distant and far away. Birdie, strangely seemed to be the nicest person Juli ever met. She did not deserve any of his kindness or sincerity. 'He's not trying to trick me…' she told herself, 'I can sense it!' her mind declared. She did not know how, but she knew it was true.
Birdie wasn't exactly what one would call attractive, or even as though he looked like a human at all. However, when life is empty and cold, anyone at all who was willing to be a friend was good enough for Julia. Most would find the fact that Birdie stood seven feet tall, and was bulging with muscles a bit intimidating, along with the metal chain he wielded as well. Juli however, saw none of this, not with the way Birdie was looking at her now, with worried eyes and five tons of guilt. 'He shouldn't feel guilty. Not about me. I did wrong, I deserved it!'
"Hey kid…" Birdie said with concern. "Don't be so sad. C'mon, smile for the Birdie!" he exclaimed with a goofball grin.
Juli did smile, even giggling a bit to his words. The joke wasn't very funny at all, but somehow, when the big Negro said it, she smiled. She felt ashamed by this. Birdie could find better ways to spend his time, no doubt. Why was he here with her, a simpering, suffering girl? No! She wasn't a girl, not a woman either, or anything even remotely used to denote humans. She was a doll, as stated many, many times before, she was subhuman. "It…" she thought carefully of her words, "it was, um, n-n-nice of you to visit erm, m-me." she stammered with politeness.
Birdie however, was in panic. "Oh, c'mon kid!" he demanded with anger, "I raped ya for gods sake! Don'tcha bloody hate me?" His anger was not directed at the brunette. The chain user was angry at himself more than anything. "What gives? I hate meself, for cryin' ou' loud!"
Juli flustered a bit, and turned her head away. It was a rather guilty thought to think of hating her only source of human contact without just orders and demands in ages. "You… don't seem hate worthy to me." she said with another stammer as her face began to redden further.
She scowled herself on the inside. She couldn't… no, she wouldn't dare! She was not human… not worthy of being able to feel such a feeling. Yet, the sad fact was that she had! Julia was feeling a strange and somewhat enjoyable attraction towards the man in the Mohawk. It had nothing to do with looks. Yet, she felt safe with him near. It was as though he would not try and hurt her, especially when he felt he had hurt her more than he could ever repair.
She could not convince him that it was not his fault. If anyone was at fault, it was Bison. Bison deserved to rot in hell for what he did, but didn't Birdie say that Bison was back? Although having a purpose to her life was something she would enjoy, Juli would kill herself this time if he took over her mind. That was not the way she'd let it happen. "You… are a likeable character." she added as she noticed his silence.
"Likable!" he snapped. It was not as though he hated the thought of someone liking or maybe respecting him at all was bad, but it was so uncommon to liked, especially not from his the victim he raped. "What's with you? Why do you seem so calm?" he asked seriously from still outside the window.
Julia shut her eyes for a few seconds, then stood up and opened the window with as best a smile she could strained the weakened muscles on her face to produce. It had been so long since she smiled last. Her weakened muscles trembled as she tried to life the window pane away. Birdie did push upwards a bit from the outside as well. "You did what you had to do." Juli said honestly, her eyes focusing towards the wooden ground beneath her. She sighed as her tone wavered back to sadness, "Please… don't say sorry though and be so nice to me." she said as she fought back a sob, for tears would only make him feel worse right about now. "I am undeserving… I am only a doll."
"Bullshit!" Birdie hissed, "That's what Bison said, and you know it. You're a free thinker now. You 'ave opinions, ideas, beliefs, rights, and wutnot!" He calmed down, "You were born a human."
Julia shook her head as she sobbed slightly, "I became a doll at thirteen… there is no taking away this controlled feeling I have!" she paused to exhale a deep, depressed sigh, "I am just an empty soul, and brain, waiting to be told what to think and do." she said as she wiped some of the salty tear water from her left eye. "I may have been a beautiful doll, but I'm a pitiful person. Bison was right… it wasn't like him to ever lie."
Birdie growled angrily, "Bison can go to hell, do you hear me?" he said it without fear. "You're not Bison or his slave." he had turned away for just a second to think his words carefully and watch his angered tone. That is of course, until the opening of a door caught his attention.
Julia drooped her head downwards in shame, "Uh, I forgot to let you in." she stated, "I," she paused as she still cried, "I don't, um, I get very few guests, as you can probably tell."
Birdie smiled, "It's ok, I liked the dramatic feel of talking through the window." he grinned as he eyed the small house. It was a dump! How did she even manage to pay for this place if she hardly even got out of it? It was strange really, but not very important. That was when the unthinkable occurred! Well, perhaps not THAT unthinkable, but still… eye contact!
It may have been for less than a second, but Birdie gasped at what he saw in the eyes. Pain, nothing but torment, self incriminating hatred, and a yearning for acceptance, but horror to let anyone know. It was unexplainable how he saw that in the brown eyes of the girl, but he knew… and Juli knew that he saw it as well.
She turned her head away quickly, filled with embarrassment and shame. He saw deep into the simple, useless being that she was. Now that Birdie, and Julia wasn't going to likely get him to leave her to her simplistic solitude. She could bring herself only to sob within her hands, which were also losing muscle due to her depressed state and the appetite reduction it brought with it.
"'ey, kid. Ya can't do this to yerself." he stated, gently putting his giant hand upon her shoulder. It may have been able to wrap around her thinning frame easily, but Birdie was gentle, even as he towered so tall above the girl in height, he would not hurt her… again.
She turned around to the strong yet gentle grip, proceeding to cry onto his black leather jacket as his arm wrapped around to pat her on the back. He felt so comforting, being a shoulder to lean on and all. She had a strange feeling that made her want to get attached to him, like she had with Juni. Was it need and survival? No, this time it seemed different… this feeling seemed more forbidden! Could it have been that bad, human feeling called… love?
Author's Notes: Ok, this is why I don't write interludes! They end up too vital to the plot to be breaks in the action anyway, and they're still loaded with drama! Bah! Go ahead and tell me honestly that it sucked, but don't blame me if this out of the blue coupling (really, even I'm not gonna go advocating it as awesome since it's so offbeat!) causes you to gouge your eyes out. I'll understand the hatred though… Don't feel too panicky though, for nothing is set in stone. There's still Juni to deal with to tear the brunette doll into emotional emptiness, but I'll shush now before I spoil. As always, reviews are welcomed, and even ideas too if you think you can. Cya soon!
