Gods And Monsters

memo:

「Alright.」

     Yes, even if she were trapped here with the rest of the cattle, Kiara couldn't say she wouldn't at least enjoy her stay with a partner like this.

     Look at that, he even has a sizable sword to boot. Kiara sure loves herself some big swords.

     She moves to sit next to him, leaning in just a bit. "...Tee hee, are you feeling nervous?"

     Teasing lightly before she shifts her position -- closer to Suga, her own back leaning against the same wall as her arms loop around one of his. "I'm truly grateful from the bottom of my heart. So please, please allow me to comfort you as well..." Head laid against his shoulder, Kiara would forgo any discomfort of their rather stiff position just for the sake of being close to another human being like this. 

Her next words surprised him, bringing a matching colour to his face. Honestly, he had thought that her suggestion had been a dismissal of his company in order to get some rest. It was possible that she hadn’t yet noticed that the two of them and their roommates - the two other beds had to be for someone, surely - all had their own place to sleep, but considering that she had been in the room long before he had, that was unlikely. Concluding that she was probably simply offering out of politeness, he wrote a short reply.

memo:

     "...I know I don't have to. But... I... I want to."

Is that so?…

[The fact that she avoided talking about her past like that made it look even more suspicious. Most nuns had their circumstances and even though some had difficulty talking about them, they rarely disregarded it with such ease. The last part when she showed some genuine grief made his doubt to fade slightly. Was he really imagining this out?…

He usually didn’t mind being seen while training up but he was currently wearing nothing but swimming suit in front of a nun so he decided to show a bit more propriety and went towards a black sports bag that was lying on the floor to take a piece of clothing that he put on. At least, right now he was wearing shorts but since he was still going to sweat for a bit, he didn’t want to wear a shirt just yet and took a seat on the machine.]

Well, I do have a story but it’s not one that would keep a nun entertained.

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                                                    "Nnnn -- !"

     ...Ah, wait, that didn't come out right. She clears her throat, softly, smiling as if she hadn't just let out some erotic noise. Compose yourself, wench. 

     "N-N... No... You misjudge me..."

Noticing the conspicuous silence, he followed her gaze toward the beds. He hadn’t had much of a chance to look around the room yet, but he was surprised by the relative comfort of the place. It didn’t really match up with the electrified fence and so-called experiment. He got a faint impression that his partner thought there was something missing, but Suga couldn’t think of anything else that was usually in a bed. Unless…?

Before he could follow that train of thought, she spoke up again. It wasn’t particularly surprising, so he wasn’t very disappointed by the answer. Surely, in time, they would be able to discover more of the truth behind this place.

memo:

「It’s fine. We can search together from now on.」

Ah, so she was tired. Again, understandable. In fact, that explained why she had been looking at their accommodations earlier. Personally, he didn’t feel too tired, but perhaps his perpetual dark circles gave Kiara that impression. Being alert, however, sounded like a good idea in a potentially dangerous place like this. Suga was a light sleeper, so he was sure he could take a little nap without accidentally oversleeping.

memo:

     But how could she help herself. Humanity was so kind, this boy being exemplary of that fact. Yet how sullen he looked, how tired... That, too, was lovely.

     "Yes... I think it's a good idea." Sigh. Her eyes slide off in an unfixed gaze, staring at nothing. She brings her fingers to her chin, then speaks as if she's making a decision rather than an offer. 

     "So... if you want to sleep in my bed too, that would be okay, I think."

Uh, not really. I just finished swimming for a while but I was thinking of doing some more exercise on the machines over there before finishing up for the day.

[He decided to dismiss the idea of a nun actually being perverted but he still couldn’t shake the idea completely since he hardly believed there was any “scenery” to enjoy in a room with only a pool and gym full of machines to train themselves with so as he was still trying to dry the water from his body, he started heading towards the machine designed to lift weights. Still, he decided to make some small talk with the woman that was still in the room.]

So.. what’s your story? Have you been in this place for long?

     Whatever, the real point to focus on here is that he didn't shoo her away. No, in fact, he had invited her into more conversation! She follows dutifully, hands humbly clasped before her in contrast to her... less-than-humble gaze. 

     What did he ask her? About this place? But who cares... She takes a seat near the machine he aimed for.

     How showy, how presumptuous and pompous and downright selfish to be showing that kind of chiseled body like this... Even letting her eyes trace every moving muscle felt like over-stimulation, Kiara's heart thumping faster inside her rotten core.

     "Ah..." Keep alert, Kiara.

     "There's nothing special to tell... I wound up in this place the same way you"r fantastic muscles"did..."

[ Given time to contemplate the absurdity of her presence here had done little to ease BB’s mind over the current state of affairs. Even after attempting to usurp the core of the Moon Cell, she shouldn’t be able to exit independently of it… or exist at all, really, all things considered. Thinking any more deeply about it would probably lead to some form of major malfunction, although that was hardly an unfamiliar feeling to her… aah. ]

[ Recreation was usually sought out to dispel unpleasant thoughts, correct? Luckily this place had an entire room dedicated to such, the AI having quickly found most important (and allowed) areas in her short time here thus far. Most would find it strange, an AI seeking something ‘fun’ or any kind of diversion — they existed to operate within certain perimeters, after all. Then again, she’d already broken enough cardinal rules in her programming, perhaps it wasn’t so strange. Or maybe it was her that was strange altogether. It wouldn’t surprise her much. ]

[ No, the real surprises waited for when she pushed open the rec room door, an all too familiar form seated on one of the sofas. Paused in the doorway, BB felt a grim smile form on her lips. ]

"Well."

      Eyes always peeled but with a humble gaze, who would suspect the nun of such lecherous thoughts?

     Sitting here today on the couch with legs crossed tight (the only holy thing about her at this point, honestly) she hears the door open. Light footsteps halt in their track, a single word dropped like a lone rain to water.

     A familiar voice.

     Silence pools when Kiara turns her head to stare, features neutral as thoughts bubble and fizzle in her mind. Finally her head dips to the side, softly, smile spreading like honey.

     "Oh, my..." Slightly bitter tang to her words - but she cleans up nicely.

Luckily for him, her eventual response took his mind (or rather hers) away from such things, letting his face return to its usual colour. It seemed he wasn’t quite right about the particulars of the religion is question, but he had been close enough to guess somewhere in the area of correct. He nodded to her words despite the fact that he didn’t really know much about them. If he recalled correctly, the dominant faith of Azakawa had been somewhat based on a conventional, but it had mostly evolved into its own system by the time he had been born. Regardless, his question had been answered.

After taking the time to commit her name to memory, he considered her returning question. He shook his head lightly, the blush threatening to creep back up his face from her particular phrasing. Suga was certain that he had given his name before, but he had probably flipped through his memos too quickly, having become accustomed to only really speaking with those who were used to reading his words so quickly. Fishing the old memo out of his pocket, he presented it to her again, scratching out the parts that were no longer necessary and adding a few short sentences.

memo:

「Suga Koutarou. You can call me whatever you like.」

「It’s nice to meet you.」

Their situation was the next subject he decided to ask about, considering the clear effects of it on the both of them only moments ago.

memo:

「Do you know anything about this place?」

     "Oh, that's right...Suga Koutarou.  Hee hee, Sorry, I can't believe I forgot already. Ah..."

     "This place has really taken its toll on me, I suppose..." She releases a soft sigh and her hands lower to rest beside her thighs. She was rather tired... Before answering she gives a thoughtful glance towards their designated resting areas. Those beds there were nothing short of mediocre, but Kiara has slept in places much stranger. The only bad side she could come up with was how cold and lonely it looked... Well, perhaps if she could just convince Su--

     "I'm sorry." Her attention snaps back to him, features growing apologetic in a heartbeat. She was quite good at looking and acting like a regular nun, even if reality told a slightly different story. "I don't know anything more than you do. I do wish I could be of more service, but I'm afraid you're stuck with a husk as empty of information as the rest..." Oh, how pitiable. 

     "Um... Well. Either way... I will try my best to discover new things, if that's what will please you, but for the time being... I might take a rest. My head is still spinning, you see..."