A/N: First I want to say thankies to all my lovely reviewers ^^ I re-read
chapter five and realized it was a little confusion so now I've re-written
it and explained more about Sylia/Priss relationship. About the going to
Linna's ending up at Sylia's thing that was just a random typo so I've
fixed that now! Thanks for pointing it out, I'm not very good at telling
if what I've written made much sense or not so I value any comments
reviewers make! I've tried to make it less confusing, but I'm afraid its
only going to get more crowded in Chapter six so. you'll see. As for now
check this out and tell me what you think! ^^
priss-chan
Chapter 5: Blackout
"Priss. Priss, are you alright?" a concerned voice broke through the barrier of darkness around Priss' mind and she shook her head back and forth, wanting to go back into the warm darkness. Someone shook her shoulder and she was gradually brought back to full wakefulness. Priss could see Sylia's serious face hovering above hers. "Are you awake now, Priss?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm awake," Priss answered drowsily. "What happened?" she asked.
"You passed out. Kail called me and had me come over, he found you unconscious in the floor." Sylia said, "I can't for the life of me think of why though. What were you doing."
"Nothing, nothing, I'm fine now." Priss answered vaguely, remembering the events of last night.
Thinking about what had happened a couple days ago between her and Priss, Sylia realized she should probably leave well enough alone. With a brief parting word to Priss she walked out of the trailer and headed back to the Silky Doll.
Priss sat again with her head in her hands. She had had a panic attack. She of all people. At least it wouldn't happen again. Would it? What if it did? Maybe she shouldn't be so alone. After testing to make sure she could stand, she grabbed her jacket and left for Sylia's apartment.
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"I'm worried about you Priss!" Sylia shouted, "This isn't like you! What is happening to you?" Priss fumed with mounting anger and sadness as she thought of a reply. For a while she simply stood in silence, debating whether she was about to break down or break something. She opted for breaking something. Instead of speaking, she grabbed an expensive vase from a near table and hurled it towards the wall. It shattered completely on impact and a shower of broken shards fell to the ground in a shimmering wave. Trying to head off any further violence, Sylia spoke out in a strong voice, "Priss, despite everything that has happened I still care for you. And even though I love Nigel, I still love you." Priss stared at Sylia as the elegant older woman walked towards her and took each of her hands in her own. Priss had thought that that part of her life was closed.
"Sylia-" she stuttered, "We ended that. That's over. No matter how much I may have-" she stopped, still hesitant to use the word 'love'. "No matter what I felt in the past that's gone and I can't think about it right now." Sylia stared at Priss, her eyes brimming with unspoken emotion.
"I just think that you really need someone here for you right now. I wanted you to know exactly how I feel about you. I'm here for you." Sylia thought that she might be the only person able to bring Priss back from where she was. She couldn't lose her best Knight Saber to an emotional breakdown. And if opening old wounds was the only way to keep that from happening, then that's what she would do. There was no truth to what she said. As Priss had said, 'That's over.' Was it. Of course it was. Sylia reaffirmed that thought in her mind. This was all for the sake of Priss' mental health. Of course. "I will never leave you," It looked like it was working. Now for the next step, "I still love you," Sylia said simply, leaning in closer towards Priss.
"Sylia, look," Priss said in a slightly panicked voice, "I know we had a relationship, but that was such a long time ago and we broke up. Broke up - ended - finished. I've put it behind me. You wanted Nigel, remember?"
"Yes, I remember. And then you brought home the stray." Sylia responded, a note of pain in her voice.
"Her name, is Linna!" Priss growled, "And don't tell me there's no sincerity at all when you flirt with her so much!"
"My my, Priss, you always were the jealous one!" Sylia purred. /I'm losing sight of the point. Have to stay focused.support and love for Priss./ Her demeanour changed back into the sugared, seductive pose, nothing but love and support. /She needs this. I don't mean to reopen old wounds about our break-up but I rally think she needs me. Something with her is very, very wrong./
"Anyway, that's all in the past," Sylia continued, "I just want you to have my total support." She inched nearer to Priss, going for a more physical display of affection.
"Sylia I can't-" Priss broke off as Sylia pressed her lips to Priss', pushing passionately against her and guiding her into a laying position on a nearby couch. Priss responded in kind, but then stopped and pulled away. She turned her head sharply to one side, wincing as she realized what just happened. Pushing Sylia roughly to one side she pulled herself off the couch and stood up, saying, "This can't happen Sylia. This CAN'T!" Priss backed away from Sylia, muttering to herself. "I will never let you hurt me like you did before. Never. You can't do this to me Sylia!" She felt the sadness she had felt so many years ago, just as keen. She countered the pain, pushing it away with a wall of anger. "All you do is lie, and deceive, and I won't fall victim to more of your little games! You were the one who ended that relationship and I think you wanted to. Everything you do is cold and calculated and solely for your own purposes, never out of compassion or love. You never cared about me, you only wanted to use me and when you finished you just threw me back!"
"That's not true and you know it, Priscilla Asagiri!" Sylia bristled but kept her cool. "I did everything I could to save that relationship and you let it go. You're incapable of letting anyone close to you for fear of getting hurt and in the end, that's what got you hurt." Sylia didn't raise her voice but she still had enough affect.
Priss stood silently staring with pain in her eyes, pain she would never admit, and then finally screamed out, "I CAN'T TAKE THIS!" before running out of the building, slamming all the doors behind her.
-.-.-
"Priss, what happened?" Linna demanded, exasperated.
"I told you - it was nothing. I- I should go." Priss flatly replied, walking to the door.
"No Priss, stay. Something is wrong. So you went to Sylia's house and." Linna left it hanging.
Priss didn't turn to look at Linna, but stayed very still for a minute before speaking. Emotionlessly she said, "Did you know that Sylia and I used to be in a relationship. Before you came. You didn't, did you. How could you. Not even Nene knows."
Linna's eyes widened in complete shock. "You and - and Sylia?" she stuttered. She tried to recover for a moment and then said, "Go on,"
"I went to see her and the little bitch tried to use those memories of her against me. That little bitch. She's got some sort of conspiracy going against me. To her I'm just some little mindless slave for her amusement." There was venom in Priss voice.
"Priss?" Linna asked. It wasn't like Priss to be this paranoid. She was acting up. Linna looked up and saw Priss was shaking violently. "Priss?" she asked again, concerned now. She rushed forward to support Priss and the singer started taking rasping, heaving breaths and blinking rapidly. She shook all over and was drenched in a cold sweat. She gripped Linna tightly and clung to her, still shaking. "Priss what's happening!" Linna demanded. Then Priss' eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed into Linna's arms.
"Oh my god," Linna gasped, "Priss!" Linna knelt on the floor cradling Priss' form. Tears were falling from her eyes onto Priss' face. She stayed still for several minutes, not knowing what to do. "Sylia, I have to call Sylia." She whispered to herself. She stretched to reach the phone and dialled Sylia's number with shaking fingers. Dial tone. Ringing. More ringing. More ringing. No answer. Frustrated Linna jabbed at the button to end the call. She moved back, pulling Priss with her to lean against the couch. /I'll wait here. Priss will wake up./ she thought to herself. Gently Linna leaned over and kissed Priss lightly on the forehead. /Priss will wake up/
---about an hour later---
Priss murmured in her sleep and rolled on to her side, rousing Linna from her quiet reflection. "Priss," Linna whispered hopefully.
"Linna.mmmm." Priss moaned. Then her eyes flickered open. She blinked a few times and then lifted her head, looking around. "Linna?" she said, looking into Linna's face.
"Priss." Linna breathed, "Are you alright? I was so worried." Linna's face spoke volumes of concern.
Priss took a deep breath and steadied herself, trying to stand up. "I'm fine, it - it was nothing." Priss was on her feet and started to walk towards the door.
"Priss." Linna said, getting up after her, "Maybe you should sit down for a while. Do you want a doctor?"
"No, no I'm fine. Later." Priss replied.
Linna caught Priss' arm and pulled her around, "Wait!" she said emphatically, "wait," she repeated more quietly. "Don't leave," Priss' eyes widened as Linna brought her in close, hugging her tightly. "I was so scared Priss, I thought you were dying." Linna sobbed on Priss' shoulder. "So scared. I'm so glad you woke up." She pulled back a little to gaze into Priss' shocked face. "Priss, I couldn't live without you." Linna swallowed, "I love you" Priss' eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head. Linna leant forward, closing the gap by tenderly pressing her lips against Priss'. Linna closed her eyes and after a few moments of surprise Priss relaxed slightly. After what seemed an eternity Linna pulled away. "I've been waiting to do that for a long time." Linna sighed, "I always said I'd get you someday." The green Knight Saber smiled slightly.
A trapped expression crossed Priss' face and she muttered, "Linna - ?" before turning and fleeing Linna's apartment.
"Priss.?" Linna stuttered, listening to the patter of Priss' feet fading down the stairwell. Linna stood several seconds, shocked still, before turning sharply to run into her room, hurling herself onto her bed and crying into her pillow. /I just screwed up any chance I had with Priss!/ she thought.
priss-chan
Chapter 5: Blackout
"Priss. Priss, are you alright?" a concerned voice broke through the barrier of darkness around Priss' mind and she shook her head back and forth, wanting to go back into the warm darkness. Someone shook her shoulder and she was gradually brought back to full wakefulness. Priss could see Sylia's serious face hovering above hers. "Are you awake now, Priss?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm awake," Priss answered drowsily. "What happened?" she asked.
"You passed out. Kail called me and had me come over, he found you unconscious in the floor." Sylia said, "I can't for the life of me think of why though. What were you doing."
"Nothing, nothing, I'm fine now." Priss answered vaguely, remembering the events of last night.
Thinking about what had happened a couple days ago between her and Priss, Sylia realized she should probably leave well enough alone. With a brief parting word to Priss she walked out of the trailer and headed back to the Silky Doll.
Priss sat again with her head in her hands. She had had a panic attack. She of all people. At least it wouldn't happen again. Would it? What if it did? Maybe she shouldn't be so alone. After testing to make sure she could stand, she grabbed her jacket and left for Sylia's apartment.
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"I'm worried about you Priss!" Sylia shouted, "This isn't like you! What is happening to you?" Priss fumed with mounting anger and sadness as she thought of a reply. For a while she simply stood in silence, debating whether she was about to break down or break something. She opted for breaking something. Instead of speaking, she grabbed an expensive vase from a near table and hurled it towards the wall. It shattered completely on impact and a shower of broken shards fell to the ground in a shimmering wave. Trying to head off any further violence, Sylia spoke out in a strong voice, "Priss, despite everything that has happened I still care for you. And even though I love Nigel, I still love you." Priss stared at Sylia as the elegant older woman walked towards her and took each of her hands in her own. Priss had thought that that part of her life was closed.
"Sylia-" she stuttered, "We ended that. That's over. No matter how much I may have-" she stopped, still hesitant to use the word 'love'. "No matter what I felt in the past that's gone and I can't think about it right now." Sylia stared at Priss, her eyes brimming with unspoken emotion.
"I just think that you really need someone here for you right now. I wanted you to know exactly how I feel about you. I'm here for you." Sylia thought that she might be the only person able to bring Priss back from where she was. She couldn't lose her best Knight Saber to an emotional breakdown. And if opening old wounds was the only way to keep that from happening, then that's what she would do. There was no truth to what she said. As Priss had said, 'That's over.' Was it. Of course it was. Sylia reaffirmed that thought in her mind. This was all for the sake of Priss' mental health. Of course. "I will never leave you," It looked like it was working. Now for the next step, "I still love you," Sylia said simply, leaning in closer towards Priss.
"Sylia, look," Priss said in a slightly panicked voice, "I know we had a relationship, but that was such a long time ago and we broke up. Broke up - ended - finished. I've put it behind me. You wanted Nigel, remember?"
"Yes, I remember. And then you brought home the stray." Sylia responded, a note of pain in her voice.
"Her name, is Linna!" Priss growled, "And don't tell me there's no sincerity at all when you flirt with her so much!"
"My my, Priss, you always were the jealous one!" Sylia purred. /I'm losing sight of the point. Have to stay focused.support and love for Priss./ Her demeanour changed back into the sugared, seductive pose, nothing but love and support. /She needs this. I don't mean to reopen old wounds about our break-up but I rally think she needs me. Something with her is very, very wrong./
"Anyway, that's all in the past," Sylia continued, "I just want you to have my total support." She inched nearer to Priss, going for a more physical display of affection.
"Sylia I can't-" Priss broke off as Sylia pressed her lips to Priss', pushing passionately against her and guiding her into a laying position on a nearby couch. Priss responded in kind, but then stopped and pulled away. She turned her head sharply to one side, wincing as she realized what just happened. Pushing Sylia roughly to one side she pulled herself off the couch and stood up, saying, "This can't happen Sylia. This CAN'T!" Priss backed away from Sylia, muttering to herself. "I will never let you hurt me like you did before. Never. You can't do this to me Sylia!" She felt the sadness she had felt so many years ago, just as keen. She countered the pain, pushing it away with a wall of anger. "All you do is lie, and deceive, and I won't fall victim to more of your little games! You were the one who ended that relationship and I think you wanted to. Everything you do is cold and calculated and solely for your own purposes, never out of compassion or love. You never cared about me, you only wanted to use me and when you finished you just threw me back!"
"That's not true and you know it, Priscilla Asagiri!" Sylia bristled but kept her cool. "I did everything I could to save that relationship and you let it go. You're incapable of letting anyone close to you for fear of getting hurt and in the end, that's what got you hurt." Sylia didn't raise her voice but she still had enough affect.
Priss stood silently staring with pain in her eyes, pain she would never admit, and then finally screamed out, "I CAN'T TAKE THIS!" before running out of the building, slamming all the doors behind her.
-.-.-
"Priss, what happened?" Linna demanded, exasperated.
"I told you - it was nothing. I- I should go." Priss flatly replied, walking to the door.
"No Priss, stay. Something is wrong. So you went to Sylia's house and." Linna left it hanging.
Priss didn't turn to look at Linna, but stayed very still for a minute before speaking. Emotionlessly she said, "Did you know that Sylia and I used to be in a relationship. Before you came. You didn't, did you. How could you. Not even Nene knows."
Linna's eyes widened in complete shock. "You and - and Sylia?" she stuttered. She tried to recover for a moment and then said, "Go on,"
"I went to see her and the little bitch tried to use those memories of her against me. That little bitch. She's got some sort of conspiracy going against me. To her I'm just some little mindless slave for her amusement." There was venom in Priss voice.
"Priss?" Linna asked. It wasn't like Priss to be this paranoid. She was acting up. Linna looked up and saw Priss was shaking violently. "Priss?" she asked again, concerned now. She rushed forward to support Priss and the singer started taking rasping, heaving breaths and blinking rapidly. She shook all over and was drenched in a cold sweat. She gripped Linna tightly and clung to her, still shaking. "Priss what's happening!" Linna demanded. Then Priss' eyes rolled up into her head and she collapsed into Linna's arms.
"Oh my god," Linna gasped, "Priss!" Linna knelt on the floor cradling Priss' form. Tears were falling from her eyes onto Priss' face. She stayed still for several minutes, not knowing what to do. "Sylia, I have to call Sylia." She whispered to herself. She stretched to reach the phone and dialled Sylia's number with shaking fingers. Dial tone. Ringing. More ringing. More ringing. No answer. Frustrated Linna jabbed at the button to end the call. She moved back, pulling Priss with her to lean against the couch. /I'll wait here. Priss will wake up./ she thought to herself. Gently Linna leaned over and kissed Priss lightly on the forehead. /Priss will wake up/
---about an hour later---
Priss murmured in her sleep and rolled on to her side, rousing Linna from her quiet reflection. "Priss," Linna whispered hopefully.
"Linna.mmmm." Priss moaned. Then her eyes flickered open. She blinked a few times and then lifted her head, looking around. "Linna?" she said, looking into Linna's face.
"Priss." Linna breathed, "Are you alright? I was so worried." Linna's face spoke volumes of concern.
Priss took a deep breath and steadied herself, trying to stand up. "I'm fine, it - it was nothing." Priss was on her feet and started to walk towards the door.
"Priss." Linna said, getting up after her, "Maybe you should sit down for a while. Do you want a doctor?"
"No, no I'm fine. Later." Priss replied.
Linna caught Priss' arm and pulled her around, "Wait!" she said emphatically, "wait," she repeated more quietly. "Don't leave," Priss' eyes widened as Linna brought her in close, hugging her tightly. "I was so scared Priss, I thought you were dying." Linna sobbed on Priss' shoulder. "So scared. I'm so glad you woke up." She pulled back a little to gaze into Priss' shocked face. "Priss, I couldn't live without you." Linna swallowed, "I love you" Priss' eyes looked like they were about to pop out of her head. Linna leant forward, closing the gap by tenderly pressing her lips against Priss'. Linna closed her eyes and after a few moments of surprise Priss relaxed slightly. After what seemed an eternity Linna pulled away. "I've been waiting to do that for a long time." Linna sighed, "I always said I'd get you someday." The green Knight Saber smiled slightly.
A trapped expression crossed Priss' face and she muttered, "Linna - ?" before turning and fleeing Linna's apartment.
"Priss.?" Linna stuttered, listening to the patter of Priss' feet fading down the stairwell. Linna stood several seconds, shocked still, before turning sharply to run into her room, hurling herself onto her bed and crying into her pillow. /I just screwed up any chance I had with Priss!/ she thought.
