Trivial Matters
The Man always wins. Always.
Saix gazed up at the heart-shaped outline in the sky. It was going to become a moon… they were going to get their hearts back… and then what? She would be a woman! For the moment, she could ignore it, since there were more important things to consider, but after things got better? What would she do then?
But all that was in the future. For the moment, she just had to find a way to not go mad. She could already see what the next few months had in store for her. She would be confined, she would be subject to tests, she would have to feel that thing growing inside her, she would be kept from battle, she would be kept in the labs, she would…
…go mad.
Sitting on the highest balcony, Saix considered the consequences of throwing herself off.
"Up here looking for the moon?"
Instinct brought the claymore into her hand as she spun to face the voice. Upon seeing who it was (or wasn't: Nobody-related grammar kills), she lowered the weapon, putting one hand on her hip. "No," she replied curtly. "I know it's not ready yet."
"Thinking up of baby names then?"
Saix threw her claymore at the Nobody, but he merely caught it with a gust of wind and sent it crashing to the ground. Ordinarily, she wouldn't have reacted. She would have respected the ranks and gone off to simmer alone, but this, this was a bit much.
"Don't even imply that I would want to bring a child into the world," she stated coldly, fingers digging into her palms. "I want it dead. However, the Superior has other ideas."
"A plan to study Nobody physiology?" Ordinarily, he would have reacted by skewering the disrespectful bastard, but this was Saix, one of the most loyal and competent of the neophytes. His… her actions were dictated only by her loyalty to the cause, so it was forgivable. Because this particular idea was… "A ridiculous waste of time."
Saix looked startled. After her brain caught up with her body, she was fully expecting to be dodging flying lances. Instead, here was Xaldin agreeing with her.
The Whirlwind Lancer crossed his arms and stared at her. "Our objective is to get our hearts back. It was for that objective that we have been amassing members. To put one capable member out of commission just to study the breeding properties of non-existent beings is ludicrous."
Explained that way, it made a lot of sense. "So… you'll talk to Xemnas?" asked Saix a little hopefully, bending forward slightly and clasping her hands behind her back.
"Do you really think he'll listen to anyone?"
Well, there was another dead end. A superior had just agreed with her, but even then, it was no use. Xemnas was THE Superior, and there was nothing any-no-one could do.
"However…"
There was something about the way Xaldin spoke that made Saix look up.
"…I don't think he can blame anyone for an accident… "
A light bulb lit up somewhere in Saix's brain. Of course. An accident.
"I do believe there is a Heartless disturbance way out over in that sector. Care to join me?"
It was probably one of the most ridiculous pick-up strategies, but it seemed that Saix was falling for it hook, line, and sinker. The best part about fighting with projectiles, Xaldin mused, was that he could be standing anywhere and he'd still be as deadly. That gave him the perfect opportunity to watch Saix cheerfully bouncing around the killzone. Ah, those beautiful bouncing…
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A/N: A little angsty here, but I think it's justified.
Regarding the father... oh, no... all those guesses... I'm guessing you'd slaughter me when you find out the answer because it's...
...ah, I'd better not say. Patience, lovelies, just a couple more chapters...