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Post by Kakita Uetani on Mar 18, 2018 16:59:55 GMT -5
She didn't speak as they left their meeting with Meta. Her flat was not far, a small thing, not even used in term time. She led Doji Fuyuko up the steps silently, and opened the door. It was in the middle of the living room, prominently displayed. You could not miss it when you walked in, or likely from any other angle. "I wanted to show you this before we met with the adoption people..." she speaks softly "This is what my sister died for. What led to me being... what I am" The statue is almost perfect. A representation in marble of Uetani, and a girl that could only be Kasumi. They look so alike, but the smile on Uetani's face seems almost alien. It is not a smile of joy or passion, such as she usually has, but something else. A smile of content pleasure. It is not Uetani that she focuses on though. She runs her fingers over Kasumi's face. A thoughtful one that seems at odds with the girl that Uetani talks about. As she runs her fingers over her sister's face, she weeps without shame. This was a future that never came to be. Nopt thoughtfulness form the dead, and no contentment for the living. |
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 18, 2018 17:45:07 GMT -5
Fuyuko walked calmly, the letter in her pocket worried her but she wanted to be there for the girl, for the woman would would be her daughter. She steps into the room and look at the statue, cocking her head as she looks at the statue and then she walks over to hold the crying girl in her arms. "My dear darling girl. I am so sorry." It is all she whispers. All she can whisper. She dosn't know what the girl in Uetani's head is saying, whispering, desiring at this moment but all she can do is try to give them the peace and contentment a hug from the cold distant Crane can offer.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Mar 19, 2018 3:11:01 GMT -5
She holds her, still looking at her sister's face, tears streaming down. She breathes, tries to take control of herself, but doesn't quite manage it.
"How can you want me" she says, softly "How can you want something so broken, when you have so much that is good and pure"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 19, 2018 4:11:41 GMT -5
Fuyuko shakes her head, hushing slightly. "Because you are not broken. Only chipped. I spent so much of my life, seeing myself as broken. I thank the fortunes they showed me the truth before I threw away all that purity I could find later. I don't want the same for you my darling girl. I want you, and your sister, to be my girls and to grow and improve yourselves."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Mar 19, 2018 4:35:41 GMT -5
"Mommy" she is weeping, so frail here, letting go, showing all her fears "This can never be. She died to make this, and it did not come to pass. I am never contented. I am a base creature of lust and gluttony, driven by fire in her loins more than passion in her heart. I will dishonour you, and your bride to be"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 19, 2018 10:49:21 GMT -5
Fuyuko shsshss slightly. "Have faith little one. I have found moments of contentment. When you redeem her she will find thought. You will not dishonor me because you try. Because you will strive to follow Bushido." she says leaning up to try to plant a comforting kiss on her cheek. "Do you think your mother was not a far worse creature at your age? I discovered death before I discovered physical affection and it showed in my behaviors."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Mar 20, 2018 2:47:48 GMT -5
"I think you were not so base a creature as I mother. I come to you no pure thing, chaste and loving. Your daughter has given affection too freely, and whilst she now tries to hold it back for those she loves, her eye wanders far."
She sobs a little
"And she craves... I crave. I still feel the pull, the darkest urge"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 20, 2018 2:53:09 GMT -5
Fuyuko shakes her head "Please. I was a blood-soaked monstrosity as a child. And it is alright to crave. To want. Just make sure you follow Bushido. That you are honest. That you put your duty first. I have such faith in you little one. Both of you. No matter how she pulls, and hungers. She is my daughter too now. And together you and I will tame her. So she may move on to the next life when yours is done."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Mar 20, 2018 3:01:41 GMT -5
The girl purrs. Some part of her considers a blood soaked monstrosity better than what she herself is soaked in, but she takes the words and their meanings. She closes her eyes tight, almost willing her sister away, facing the demands and ignoring them. If she was Fuyuko's daughter now too, those were some very undaughterly things she was saying.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Mar 20, 2018 12:22:52 GMT -5
Fuyu frowns slightly, she moves to lightly place her hand on the girls arm. "You are being tested. I know this. I know first hand the hunger of Gaki-do. You are stronger. You are better. I know because you are my, my sweet little girl." she takes a breath. "Even if...Emma-o Calls me back. I would never chose to leave you. And I will look after you as best I can from where I go."
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