Ch. 15 ~ Who Am I
"So how much time do we have then?", Ira asked as the two shuffled down the rainy streets of Tokyo. Her Chinese black umbrella loomed over Seizm's dark figure.
"Until the solstice is over", he replied, his eyes fixed forward, as if squinting at something.
Lightly making a wry face, she turned away and sighed. "So confusing…"
Just then, she felt his hand tighten on her arm and pull her forward. "What is it?", she asked stumbling upon herself as he pulled her aside him.
Seizm raised a ringer and pointed to scattered objects on the ground. There was a black school bag with many other miscellaneous objects, but tht ething that caught his eye was a twisted silver dragon-like figure. "The symbol of Azraelis", he whispered. "Imener…"
"This is…", the girl began, kneeling next to the black bag. An adorable little package of sugary moon shaped candies fell out, and she stopped. She held it up with a subtle grimace perched on her face.
"This is…?"
Ira closed her eyes with disbelief. And now that sweet looking girl was connected to her past as well? What was this…a conspiracy…?? Either her sanity had shattered, or the world around her suddenly needed someone to pick on. Someone vulnerable and helpless. Someone lost and cold. She was just that someone. Becoming angry at such thoughts, she threw the package at the cold brick wall nearby and stood up. "I can take this shit no longer"
"What has happened, Lady Ira?", he asked in return. He stood up and attempted to touch her arm in a calm and controlled way, but the girl moved away from him.
"Please", she snapped suddenly, holding her head. "I can't allow myself to be so…weak." Tossing her umbrella at the man, she ran off into the cruel coldness of the rain.
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Wet and shivering, Ira ran into Hime's Café. She took a seat isolated from the other few customers there, and buried her face in her arms. Her tears mixed in with the rain drops on her coat as she sobbed. This must have been some sick joke. It just had to be. There were warm hearted laughters around her and playful teasing. It seemed to her as if the whole world had no troubles. It was only she. The other people around her had no worries; no bothersome unanswered questions screaming in the back of her head.
"Why am I so…worthless?", she asked herself between sobs. "What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you", a voice said behind her. "What is wrong, is your lack of trust in me" A hand gently laid itself on her shoulder and she raised her head slowly. It was Seizm, she kenw it.
"Forgive me", she whispered, her lips quavered as she spoke. Her hands trembled. "I just want to know…where I belong. Who I am. That's all."
"Yes", he said softly in a gentle tone as he sat diown next to her. He removed his own jet black trench coat and draped it over her. "I know. You must trust me, Lady"
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"So how much time do we have then?", Ira asked as the two shuffled down the rainy streets of Tokyo. Her Chinese black umbrella loomed over Seizm's dark figure.
"Until the solstice is over", he replied, his eyes fixed forward, as if squinting at something.
Lightly making a wry face, she turned away and sighed. "So confusing…"
Just then, she felt his hand tighten on her arm and pull her forward. "What is it?", she asked stumbling upon herself as he pulled her aside him.
Seizm raised a ringer and pointed to scattered objects on the ground. There was a black school bag with many other miscellaneous objects, but tht ething that caught his eye was a twisted silver dragon-like figure. "The symbol of Azraelis", he whispered. "Imener…"
"This is…", the girl began, kneeling next to the black bag. An adorable little package of sugary moon shaped candies fell out, and she stopped. She held it up with a subtle grimace perched on her face.
"This is…?"
Ira closed her eyes with disbelief. And now that sweet looking girl was connected to her past as well? What was this…a conspiracy…?? Either her sanity had shattered, or the world around her suddenly needed someone to pick on. Someone vulnerable and helpless. Someone lost and cold. She was just that someone. Becoming angry at such thoughts, she threw the package at the cold brick wall nearby and stood up. "I can take this shit no longer"
"What has happened, Lady Ira?", he asked in return. He stood up and attempted to touch her arm in a calm and controlled way, but the girl moved away from him.
"Please", she snapped suddenly, holding her head. "I can't allow myself to be so…weak." Tossing her umbrella at the man, she ran off into the cruel coldness of the rain.
*****
Wet and shivering, Ira ran into Hime's Café. She took a seat isolated from the other few customers there, and buried her face in her arms. Her tears mixed in with the rain drops on her coat as she sobbed. This must have been some sick joke. It just had to be. There were warm hearted laughters around her and playful teasing. It seemed to her as if the whole world had no troubles. It was only she. The other people around her had no worries; no bothersome unanswered questions screaming in the back of her head.
"Why am I so…worthless?", she asked herself between sobs. "What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you", a voice said behind her. "What is wrong, is your lack of trust in me" A hand gently laid itself on her shoulder and she raised her head slowly. It was Seizm, she kenw it.
"Forgive me", she whispered, her lips quavered as she spoke. Her hands trembled. "I just want to know…where I belong. Who I am. That's all."
"Yes", he said softly in a gentle tone as he sat diown next to her. He removed his own jet black trench coat and draped it over her. "I know. You must trust me, Lady"
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