Iskra panicked. She was being carried into a room, and subsequently being placed onto a table. she heard voices speaking over her...
"Severe damage to the sternum, fractured cranium, Multiple pulverized vertebrae...and that's just from initial observation..." One stated
"Right...let's get started with reviving the pilot. Prepare the Zeus vector."
All went black as a needle entered her arm
The katsuragi household: morning
An unholy scream pierced the veil of silence in the apartment, which instantly sent Shinji from bed to floor.
"What's going on?" he squealed as he searched the premises for what had emitted the ghastly noise. He found not a ghost, not a monster, not an angel, but Iskra, curled up in a corner and silently sobbing to herself.
"H-hey now..." he attempted to reassure, approaching the underwear-clad female with all due caution. She had clearly presented herself as being unstable the day before, when she had nearly killed him for a joke, but right now, his good nature was overpowering his judgement.
"Crawl back...Crawl back...Can't Crawl back towards the light..." She murmured to herself as she began to shake.
"Crawl back? what are you trying to say, Iskra-san?"
"What did you do to my Isky?" Mari raged as she threw the confused young man across the room in an attempt to embrace the anguishing female.
"Nothing, mari-san...she just...cried out, and I found her out here..." The freshly tossed male explained
"shhh...shhhh...it's okay..." Mari whispered into Isky's ear, nodding to Shinji that she understood. She gently cuddled the figure into her chest, stroking her hair. This wasn't the first 'breakdown' that the fourth child had suffered; There had been many others over the years. the causes varied by incident, with some related to nightmares, and others related to people. Though she was quite the aggressor at times, Iskra was quite sensitive to things.
"Crawl back...Crawl back...Can't Crawl back towards the light..." The delusional female chanted over again
"It's the needle again, isn't it? Come along, Isky...I've got just the thing." Mari reassured, carrying her counterpart back into their room, "Rei-chan, please wake up! help me give Isky her medicine!"
"mmmmh..." The pale dame groaned before rising slowly. This process was greatly quickened after realizing what was going on with the latest addition to the apartment. She first noticed that Mari-san was digging through Iskra's trunk, searching for her sedatives. It took a moment to locate the syringe filled with blue liquid, causing Iskra to go from mild hysteria to full-blown panic, throwing herself against anything she could find in an attempt to escape the dreaded medication.
"No! No! Not that!" she spat, howling curses in Russian at the medical implement.
"Rei, hold her down, please!" Mari struggled to say as she attempted to block the raging russian's exit. Rei got into action immediately, seeing the need for her fellow pilot to take her medicine. She was obviously in a very dangerous state, and needed to be under control. She locked her arms around the girl's body as Mari administered the dosage of tranquilizer into her right arm. The screaming reached a brief climax before gradually settling down as the beast slowly drifted into a low state.
Mari panted violently as she hugged the depressed female to her chest. Rei, who was still unsure as to exactly what was going on, joined the hug as well out of sheer confusion.
"Thank you, Rei-chan. You just saved her..."
"I saved her...how so?" The bewildered female inquired
"She can't take this kind of stress...even before her accident, she was always fragile."
"Fragile..."
"Like glass."
"mmmmm...ehmm..." The sedated Iskra cooed as she entered a brief euphoria, kissing the fabric of her holder's brassiere. Mari blushed red as she made sure that the door was closed to keep Shinji out, then proceeding to leave the female in the hands of Rei as she dressed herself in a simple pair of jeans and a tight t-shirt.
"Why don't you hold her while I head to the market, Rei? This incident has reminded me that Isky has special food needs."
"I don't think..."
"Oh, come on..it's time you got acquainted." she noted with a wink before leaving.
An awkward silence set upon the room as the door shut closed. Any ordinary person would have been quite confused, given the task of holding a mentally unstable pilot whilst completely in their birthday suit; too bad Rei wasn't ordinary. Given the current situation, the mental stability of the pilot was in jeopardy, and the blue haired one felt that this took presedence over her own preference to at least clothe herself.
"Rei-chan...you can get dressed if you wish." The mental case whispered
"I would prefer it...like this."
Rei couldn't bring herself to look at the female, preoccupied with figuring out how to deal with the faint essence of a blush that streaked across her cheeks. She hoped the other female wouldn't notice.
"Why's that...? It's not like a normal girl to prefer being naked in intimate company with another."
This female was obviously perceptive as to what was going on in her temporary guardian's head at the time. This fact made Asuka even more aroused as she continued her facade of being asleep. As she faced away from the pair, she began to get rather...interesting thoughts in her head that simply amazed her. Her hands slowly crept down her body. All her life, she recalled only having feelings for...guys. They proceeded to pass under her panties and towards her ever-increasing furnace. The question of what her true feelings were toward her own gender had more or less been ignored except for on the part of feeling pure jealousy or rage; never anything in the realm of more...positive feelings, such as respect, or understanding, or even in this case: Longing. By now, her fingers played gently at her own folds...
Rei seemed to pause for a moment, clearly considering her words. as she searched her superego for answers, her id snuck its way into the vessel and began its infection just as it had done to the other pretender in the room...at last she found her words.
"I do not think I wish to be normal...and I do not think that I ever can be." She finally declared. The slowly recovering Iskra took this as an opportunity, slowly but clumsily turning in the guardian's arms to face her, and deepening the embrace.
"We can be abnormal together, if you wish, Rei-chan." Her voice echoed
"That sounds...agreeable."
With that, The two ghostly-skinned females united by the lips, with the Russian obviously taking charge...
Rei found it difficult to come to terms with exactly what was going on at the time: all she knew was that cessation of her actions was impossible as her upper lips were pleased again and again by the other female's tongue. At the same time, she felt her lower lips being gently strummed by a pair of strong yet graceful fingers. the pleasure was getting to be all too much as after just a few moments, she felt herself release something...it wasn't quite... like going to the restroom, but something different. She didn't really know or care what at the time. All she focused on was Iskra right now, and her new-found feelings for her.
Upon hearing the low gasps and sighs of ecstasy from the room, Asuka could only sit there and continue to please herself down below, knowing that interruption might cause the experience to end. Her thoughts were purely focused on what she wished to say...no, what she wished to do to the new pilot, now fully aware of what she was capable of. If she could make Wondergirl like this, imagine what she could do to someone that actually HAD a soul? The very passage of the thought into her mind made her nether-regions explode all over her underwear, leaving her desperate to keep from screaming in pure ecstasy at her body's convulsions and subsequent release. She was left simply breathing heavily in a failed attempt to conceal herself.
"Rei-chan..." Iskra marveled as she lifted her ambrosia-soaked hand up to her own lips. she stared at it longingly for a moment before gently licking at it. Rei could only observe with lustful, half-open eyes. Right now, she really did feel as though she were only a puppet, able to feel only one thing...
"P-Petrova-san..." she repeated under her breath.
"Call me Isky...please..." Iskra pleaded before catapulting into another, deeper kiss.
"A-alright...Isky..." Rei struggled to say.
"I...I can't take it anymore..." A voice said from nearby. Asuka stood suddenly, approaching The lovers and Pulling the russian's panties down to her knees. Rei could only remain motionless and paralyzed as the redhead shoved her face into the girl's crotch by sheer instinct, pleasing the pure flower below with her eager tongue, eliciting a groan so loud that Shinji was even tempted to brave Asuka's incredible wrath and open the door...which he proceeded to do thirty seconds later, just as the pleasured female met her climax head on...all over Asuka's face...
"AIEEE FORGIVE MEEEEEEEEEE!" the dead man screamed as he catapulted himself toward the door. However, he was too late to escape the long leg of the German, which sent him into the wall, as well as dreamland.
"BA-KAAAAAAAAAA!" Asuka screamed as did so. Her would-be rampage was stopped by Iskra's hand falling on her shoulder.
"Stop." She warned,"We have no reason to hurt him."
The redhead stopped her rage instantly, and turned about to face the source of the warning where she was greeted by a deep kiss she could call her own. They stood there for a century, their respective tongues trading saliva until The door clicked, sending Asuka into the room out of sheer embarassment to clean herself up.
"This didn't happen, Iskra-chan!" She roared as she searched desperately for a towel.
Iskra nonchalantly pulled her panties up just before Mari walked into the apartment with a wide grin on her face.
"Did you get acquainted with Rei-chan?" She asked
"More than she'll admit."
"That's my girl...It's my turn, now."
"Gladly, my love." Isky approved, letting her companion wrap her arm around her waist.
"Oh! I forgot. I got you a new one!" Mari squeaked with joy as she opened one of her shopping bags and held up a leather spiked collar with attached leash. Iskra nearly fainted from joy at the sight as she hungrily snatched it away and put it on her neck, allowing her girlfriend to take it in hand and lead her into the room. Shinji was out cold for a while, Asuka was heading out to the gym, pretending that nothing had happened, Misato would be passed out drunk for several hours and Rei was quite tired from her first orgasm and therefore fast asleep. Never was there a more perfect time...
After reaching their bed, Mari proceeded to push her chained lover onto her back. She began to wriggle her hips rhythmically whilst humming, allowing her skirt to fall to the ground. next came her shirt. Iskra sat up halfway, smiling lustfully at her mate.
"Mari-chan...Are you sure that it's alright I do these things..? we are...together, you know.." Iskra asked as her mate unbuttoned her shirt, letting her strawberry bra flow freely
"I assure you, it's fine, Isky!" Mari reassured, crawling on all fours whilst holding her love's face to hers to give her a smooch. The leash made this task a little easier.
"Alright, then! let's finish where we left off...Shall we?"
Mari did not respond to this with words, simply pulling on the chain whilst letting her breasts from their cage. Her captive then began to gently suckle from her nipple, occasionally letting her teeth cross the small bit of flesh to increase her partner's pleasure.
"ahhh...Isky...not so soft...be a little rough with me..." The bespectacled female groaned under her breath. her teeth scratched at her lips as her companion obliged, gently nibbling on her spouts. The activity continued for several minutes before at last she had her fill of her lover.
"still the best, Mari-chan!" squeaked the blonde, pleasing the other breast with her index finger and thumb. She gently licked it as a follow-up, eliciting a coo of delight from her partner. Her own bra would come off next, followed by the painful pinching of her own nipples, causing her to scream with delight. she feverishly reached into her assaulter's panties, fingering the flower below in pseudo-retaliation. An impressive groan of pleasure escaped her lips, her body letting the chained one take control for just a moment. She had waited an eternity to feel this again, and it was all about. to. explode.
Tokyo-3 Regional Prep School
After their pleasurable morning entertainment, Iskra and Mari proceeded to register the former at the Prep school that she and the other pilots attended. The building resembled an average Japanese high school, but appeared quite high-tech and collegiate to Iskra. However, the only thing she had ever known to be close to "school" was a dimly lit room in the middle of Siberia with one chalkboard and a monkey in the corner that was meant to be a "science project".
"Here it is. School." The wine-haired girl proclaimed as she held Iskra close.
"Greaaaat."
"We need to get you registered here, and then get your uniform."
"Why do I need to go here...?" Isky complained.
"Because I want to see you during the day...that, and it's ever-so-slightly the law. technically you're underage, even though you know all of this. Think of it as day camp."
"Now you're making me want to just jump out a window and get it over with..."
"Oh, cheer up." Mari dismissed. The main office of the school was just around the corner from the door, where the dean happened to be in at the time. She was the one Iskra would need to see...alone.
"Now, it says here that you are working at NERV, is that correct?" inquired the rather boring looking female behind the desk. various doctorates and degrees lined the wall in a rather collegiate fashion.
"Roger that, miss...?" Replied the Russian
"You may refer to me as Miss Miyagi." She stated, adjusting her wide-brim glasses,"And I would like for you to know that our...dress policy and code of conduct shall be followed at all times. As per the usual, NERV has very generously awarded this school an extra amount of grant money in order for us to even consider your admittance, and therefore we all, especially myself, expect the very best of you."
"I can only do what i'm programmed to, Miyagi-san."
She nodded approvingly at the answer, and gave Iskra a packet of paperwork to complete and sign.
"BUT. My individuality is all I have. therefore, I will follow my own rules, as well as your own."
Her facial expression took a deep turn south.
"Young lady, I have never-"
"No. you haven't. you'll see what I mean on my first day here...I'm sorry, but i'm running late for a date, miyagi-san."
Before she could say a word, the young rebel was out the door.
Tokyo-3, the Lucky stars arcade
Iskra's fingers flipped back and forth as she eyed the little silver ball that crisscrossed the pinball table with the ease of an angel.
"You do realize Miyagi-san's not going to cut you two bits of slack for what you did today, right?" quipped Mari with a giggle.
"It will be fine. she knows she can't lay a hand on me."
"But NERV can. They technically have the option to send you back, love."
"If they do, Unit 04 goes with me, and they're in no position to lose what I have."
"That's true. Even a dummy plug wouldn't work on yours, after what you did to it."
"Yup! total security lockout."
She had just achieved the third highest score on the machine. She squealed with joy, jumping up and down like the five-year-old that she was. Her victory dance was interrupted, however, by the ringing of her cell phone. She could tell by the tone that it was a NERV call, an urgent one.
"Da." She answered as she flicked her phone open.
"Iskra, we have A situation. Report to HQ immediately. It's time." Misato's voice replied over the phone. She wasn't kidding around today...