A/N: Usual disclaimers apply.
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Hanmyo's head buzzed with activity as soon as she had rested in Melfina's bed. Her mind was mixed with all sorts of emotions, all sorts of feelings, and every thing that had happened in that one day. It was as if she were still dead asleep on the floor of her room, Kemi and Mata climbing under her fingers for comfort. It was as if the entire mission to kill Gene, the entire fiasco that had happened with Jim...and then she had come back to life? It was too good to be true, yet also too awful to be false. She winced at her thoughts, yet they were true. She had wanted to die, to be rid of all her crimes and murders she had committed. But suddenly, in one 24 hour day, she had done just that. She was innocent of mind and of heart now, and her bitterness was gone. She had actually *smiled* at people that she had been killed...or at least wounded by. The fond memories of that afternoon were still fresh in her mind:
"What?" Gene had looked up, dumbstruck at her, making her feel uncomfortable under his cold steel stare.
"A girl?" Melfina, the maiden to the leyline, had been so kind and gentle to her that it had almost made her want to cry, the thought that their guild wanted use her for their own selfish wants.
"Jimmy's got a girlfrieeend!" The Ctarl-Ctarl....Aisha....had teased them throughout the long afternoon.
Her attention was immediately held though, by the assassin by Gene's side. Her gentle face...it was exactly like Hitoraga's. Almost instantly, their eyes locked on each other, like arch enemies passing each other. Suzuka had known her. And she had known Suzuka.
"Hmmm...so if they like each other," Gene had contemplated the situation by turning his head towards each of them. "She'll sleep in your quarters Jim?"
Hanmyo laughed to herself in retrospect, remembering the pained look on Jim's face.
"No way Gene! I'd never....erm....I don't have enough room." He had tried to find reasons for why not, and that was the only one he had come up with.
"Fine. Then she'll sleep in Melfina's quarters."
"But Gene, where will I sleep?" The raven haired beauty had asked, confused.
"Luckily, my bed is bigger than Jim's." He had laughed, and she blushed furiously. Twilight Suzuka sipped at her green tea, calm and collected.
"By the way, whats yer name?" Aisha said, wondering if or if not she'd just call the girl "Scrawny" for a while.
"Ha--" Jim had stopped in the middle of revealing her name, but she had finished it with a name she used undercover.
"My name is Hannah."
"Hannah, eh? Nice name.." Her enemy smiled, oblivious to whom she was.
"Hannah." She repeated to her crowded mind, closing her eyes to taste the word rolling off her toungue. "My name is Hannah."
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"No!!"
Jim woke up again, for the fifth time that week in the middle of the night. This dream was different. Hanmyo had dissappeared again, but in the background, a shadow lurked...Someone was going to kill her...someone evil.
"This can't happen. She's here, and she's not dead!!! She's not dead!" He whimpered in the darkness, holding his pillow tight to his chest. "I can't still be having these dreams...can I?"
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Hanmyo's head buzzed with activity as soon as she had rested in Melfina's bed. Her mind was mixed with all sorts of emotions, all sorts of feelings, and every thing that had happened in that one day. It was as if she were still dead asleep on the floor of her room, Kemi and Mata climbing under her fingers for comfort. It was as if the entire mission to kill Gene, the entire fiasco that had happened with Jim...and then she had come back to life? It was too good to be true, yet also too awful to be false. She winced at her thoughts, yet they were true. She had wanted to die, to be rid of all her crimes and murders she had committed. But suddenly, in one 24 hour day, she had done just that. She was innocent of mind and of heart now, and her bitterness was gone. She had actually *smiled* at people that she had been killed...or at least wounded by. The fond memories of that afternoon were still fresh in her mind:
"What?" Gene had looked up, dumbstruck at her, making her feel uncomfortable under his cold steel stare.
"A girl?" Melfina, the maiden to the leyline, had been so kind and gentle to her that it had almost made her want to cry, the thought that their guild wanted use her for their own selfish wants.
"Jimmy's got a girlfrieeend!" The Ctarl-Ctarl....Aisha....had teased them throughout the long afternoon.
Her attention was immediately held though, by the assassin by Gene's side. Her gentle face...it was exactly like Hitoraga's. Almost instantly, their eyes locked on each other, like arch enemies passing each other. Suzuka had known her. And she had known Suzuka.
"Hmmm...so if they like each other," Gene had contemplated the situation by turning his head towards each of them. "She'll sleep in your quarters Jim?"
Hanmyo laughed to herself in retrospect, remembering the pained look on Jim's face.
"No way Gene! I'd never....erm....I don't have enough room." He had tried to find reasons for why not, and that was the only one he had come up with.
"Fine. Then she'll sleep in Melfina's quarters."
"But Gene, where will I sleep?" The raven haired beauty had asked, confused.
"Luckily, my bed is bigger than Jim's." He had laughed, and she blushed furiously. Twilight Suzuka sipped at her green tea, calm and collected.
"By the way, whats yer name?" Aisha said, wondering if or if not she'd just call the girl "Scrawny" for a while.
"Ha--" Jim had stopped in the middle of revealing her name, but she had finished it with a name she used undercover.
"My name is Hannah."
"Hannah, eh? Nice name.." Her enemy smiled, oblivious to whom she was.
"Hannah." She repeated to her crowded mind, closing her eyes to taste the word rolling off her toungue. "My name is Hannah."
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"No!!"
Jim woke up again, for the fifth time that week in the middle of the night. This dream was different. Hanmyo had dissappeared again, but in the background, a shadow lurked...Someone was going to kill her...someone evil.
"This can't happen. She's here, and she's not dead!!! She's not dead!" He whimpered in the darkness, holding his pillow tight to his chest. "I can't still be having these dreams...can I?"