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Family Reunion
Topic Started: Jul 22 2017, 02:14 AM (800 Views)
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[[Fiyori Senay, continued from Volver]]

She had wished him a few but good final days of life. Fiyori wondered whether Keith got them. Doubted that, to be completely honest, but the thing that was on her mind the most was a question. How was it, dying? Dying by being slashed or what have you like Keith was.

Fiyori didn't know, and didn't have the time to think about it.

Alba had greeted two people, when she should have shot them. At least, that is what Fiyori thought briefly as she turned to face the newcomers.

Emma Luz - alive but only questionably well - and Sabrina Luz - very much not alive. They were twins, if Fiyori recalled correctly. She didn't know how it was to lose a twin. She didn't know how it was to have siblings, to be completely honest. There was a cousin in Washington but she didn't know much about him. In other words, he might as well not exist.

But for Emma, it would have to be different. Her family would had to have been her world. But now she had luz-t them all.

Fi chuckled. Very funny.
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Oh, but there was something funny about it. Something funnier than the stupid word plays in Fi's head, even. Emma wouldn't get it, of course. As a matter of fact, neither would Alba. But that was no surprise by this point.

Fiyori stepped a bit closer. Not too much, but just so she would be nearer to Alba. Her eyes caught the sword laying on the gurney. Emma's weapon, it seemed. For a moment, Fiyori wanted to take out her own gun but that would've been useless.

There was no reason to escalate. In fact, Fiyori didn't want for this situation to escalate. In a way, Emma evoked a sense of compassion in Fiyori - and she would have preferred to help her. Somehow.
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"Hm..."

For some reason, Fiyori thought that was a bad choice of words. Emma was on the edge of her nerves already, and asking if she - or well, her companion - was on 'the list' wasn't the best idea. In terms of de-escalation, that is.

Fiyori clasped her hands, and yawned.

"Maybe we can help ya in return?"
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No. No, that was bad. Something was about to go terrible wrong.

Fiyori looked at Alba, at Emma and the dead companion. It would take a moment, but she had to get her gun. Her gut feeling pretty much commanded her.
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By this point, Fiyori had caught up with Alba.

The bag had been left in the room, but the gun was held steadily in her hand, aimed at Emma. Fiyori didn't know exactly what just happened. Alba got closer and closer to the gurney, and she guessed that triggered Emma somehow. Maybe. All she did know was that Alba had used the rifle.

Fiyori stepped closer to the two.

Then, she noted the sword on the gurney again. Emma grabbed it, and Fiyori shot.
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In the brief window of time that followed, Fiyori's thoughts and feelings were scattered all across the room. They pulled and pushed her to all sides, but there was no single path she could take. For a moment, Fiyori wanted to scream. Scream at Alba, tell her that Emma needed to die. That she needed to finish what she started. That she needed to act, and do so with resolution.

By then, Alba had already taken another shot.

By then, Emma was dead.

Fiyori remained in her position. Her eyes were fixated on the fresh corpse in front of her. It took her some time to let go.

The depth and width of her feelings, once again, surprised her. But standing out among them all was a sense of relief. There was pressure, and then there was none.

"Alba... everything alright?"
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"You don't need an excuse."

Fiyori said, partly to reassure Alba. There was a bit of annoyance in her voice, but it didn't grew to be an important part. Fiyori looked back at Emma's broken body once more, her arm reaching out to the side. Almost, her hand would have pat Alba's shoulders but then she reconsidered.

She turned around and went for her bag. It was an unpleasant episode, that thing that just happened. But it did, and there was no 'undo' function here. Still, whether Fiyori or Alba would've struck the killing blow, the end result would be the same.

One step closer to Jae. One step closer to Kimiko.

One step closer to life.

"If you want we can think of one, might be fun."
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The thing Fiyori went for was, in fact, a water bottle. As she put the gun away, and pulled the water bottle out, she could hear Alba start talking. Fiyori opened the bottle and drank from it, but she did not turn around to face Alba. She drank, she listened, but she did not look.

After a few chugs, this bottle was empty as well. This would be fine. There was rain, after all. And there was - maybe - some of Emma's water left. Stuff Emma wouldn't need anymore, and as such was okay for Fiyori to take.

She turned around, and faced Alba.

Alba offered her own hand.

Fiyori looked at the hand, then met Alba's eyes. A grin formed on Fiyori's lips and a weak chuckle escaped her bared teeth.

"That's more like it."

Fiyori accepted Alba's hand, and clapped into it with due enthusiasm. Now, Alba was finally starting to act. To show resolve. If this was how she felt, if this was how she really wanted to act, Fiyori knew that perhaps Alba would soon enough understand.

"Let's make the best of our futures."
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Hm, something proper then.

Fiyori's grin faded slowly, but she kept looking at Alba. There was a momentary jerk of her head, but she eventually didn't want to look at the dead Luzi again.

Well, if Alba wanted to do 'something proper' with their bodies, Fiyori would be the very last person to stop her. She herself wasn't quite sold on the thing, yet. Tactical calculations or maybe thinking about saving energy might have played a role, but Fiyori didn't care too much about that. She knew she wasn't feeling it. But there was a small part in her that urged her to help Alba somehow.

She would allow herself to be convinced, then.

"Well, what're ya thinking about?"
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Fiyori scratched her chin. So Alba thought she owed them that. That, a burial, or some kind of ceremony to celebrate their passing with the due respect. Well, Fiyori couldn't exactly say she agreed, but she would also not say she disagreed.

Regardless, she would not partake in a burial. There was a shovel, of course, of which Fiyori knew. Georgia Lee had one in her bag, but Fiyori didn't know where that one was now. Well, she supposed it was a way to keep them busy. Search for the shovel, perhaps the whole evening, and then bury the Luz sisters.

She really didn't feel like that, though.

"I think all we can do is, maybe, place them somewhere more out of the way. Cover them with a blanket, and then..." She shrugged. "Build a shrine or something, and..." Fiyori looked over to the nearest camera, it's lens staring back. "Say a prayer to the god of your choosing."
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With the bag tightly held against her back, Fiyori nodded once. Of the people in the art room, she only recognized one face with certain conviction. Perhaps, had the other faces been more intact than they were, she would have known who they were.

Either way, she was glad. Glad, as morbid as it was, that Emma had done half the work. With her sister on the gurney, and the sheet already covering her, it should've been the easiest one to 'prepare'.

Fiyori went to her part of the gurney, grabbed it tightly and nodded at Alba once again.

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Fiyori did not know how much time passed as Alba and she moved the two bodies into the art room. There was no clock on her person, and Fiyori couldn't tell if there was a working one anywhere nearby. Certainly, it was getting dark, and that would have to do.

They had shifted the five corpses around. They wouldn't be scattered around the room anymore, no, they finally were put in a neat row, their heads facing the wall. Sheets of various quality - some tattered and blood-stained and some as if they just had not been used for fifty years - were covering all five of them.

Fortunately, Alba managed to find a supple amount of art supplies. Even if some of the stuff was unusable, they managed to gather enough colors and pens and shit to pay their due respects. Fiyori only knew the names of three of the bodies, and for those three she painted their names on the wall.

For the other two, she took the best colors she could. And there, at the wall where their lifeless bodies now rested she tried her best to draw a rose for each one.

"...that's actually kinda fun, you know?"
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When Fiyori talking about making a prayer, she was being facetious. She did not expect Alba to make a prayer, even though it was not that much of an oddity. Regardless, she waited for her ally to finish whatever she had to finish.

That prayer... no, even everything else: Alba's mention of feeling 'guilty', her gratitude towards Fiyori - all of that could only be met by Fiyori's bemused smile. She had nothing else to offer.

Nothing but that, and the patience to wait for a friend.

Again, she gazed over to the nearest camera. It's lens has shifted to watch Alba this time.

"...whenever you are ready."
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So Alba muttered her prayer. In another time, Fiyori would have belittled her for this action. She always thought a lot about herself, and the world at large. It wasn't like Fiyori thought she was the smartest cookie in the jar, or the world's next Immanuel Kant. All she had were her idle thoughts, coated in dark impulses and clouded by a fear of being alive.

Yet even though Fiyori would've never called herself special, she always felt special for thinking one specific thought - to have found the one answer to the great question: that god was dead, that he had never existed in the first place. And that all who worshiped him were deluded and foolish.

Fiyori watched Alba finish her prayer.

Whether Fiyori had the same belief or not didn't matter anymore. In the end, it was an answer to a question that could have been left unasked and none would've been the wiser. All Fiyori knew now - and the one thing that made her feel special - was this fraternal love she felt towards Alba. This friendship of mutualism and circumstances. And no matter what happened, Fiyori could only hold Alba dear.

Fiyori prayed, that this would Alba's last night.

[[Fiyori Senay, continued elsewhere]]
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