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Subject Post 1Subject: The Storm [Private, Nozomi, Sagumi] Sat Dec 27, 2014 8:04 pm
The Sumashuu duo had rarely ever been of the same mind; they clashed over many a subject, having such radically different viewpoints. For most it would be a shock that they were still together despite it all, but those people didn't know quite the whole story. Of all the people in the known universe--this known universe--Only three souls had originated from the same alternate that Nozomi had: Herself, Sagumi, and Lilium. And Lilium was all but gone at this point. That meant that no other being shared as much with Nozomi as Sagumi had, and thus they remained together, through thick and thin. She'd be lying if she thought their bond unwavering however, as it was so constantly tested. Arguments often came between them like breathing, leaving bitter feelings but never snapping anything apart. She seemed to be drifting ever further from her humanity as the days went by, while he continued to display such humanity as he insisted on flirting with other females. She didn't even require sleep, or food, or drink for heaven's sake. She couldn't blame him for a lot of the things that were wedging them apart, honestly; no sane man would stay after all that. And yet... the ring was still on the finger, to show otherwise.
The blue-haired woman stood alone in one of many grand halls within Sagumi's mountain base. It was his own little home, a part of Eldrazi territory and yet the only place she'd left untouched, at his bequest. She could have turned this place into an architectural masterpiece, worthy of a world wonder, with limitless resources and beautifully terraformed environments. But, he'd wanted it left alone, and so she gave in to his wish. Still, even without her magic, his dojo was magnificent in its own right. The one's who'd built it were true craftsmen, and she could see that passion of their work in every crevice and curve. She walked down the tunnels aimlessly, with no purposeful destination to reach, just sight-seeing. It was false to say there wasn't a reason for her being here, though, but that reason was eating away at her and it made her hesitant. She could see--as was both a gift and curse--everything, irregardless of her position or orientation. No wall nor floor concealed anything from her eyes, for she could pierce them without effort. She could see him, her husband, sleeping in his king-sized bed, even though she was a flight above him and several corridors away. She saw how he slept so lightly, his body relaxed and calm, but capable of snapping to life in a second with a feather's touch. She saw his beautifully sculpted muscles, lean and lithe, marvelling at them as she tended to always do, even if he didn't always realize it. And... and she saw just the barest residue of another on him, clear to her eyes like a match in a dark room.
Sagumi had a way with her, making her feel human like no other could. He saw a side of her hidden away from the public, vulnerable, passionate... He made her feel human things, such as love and bliss... and jealousy. It took a millisecond to connect the DNA on Sagumi to another woman just inside this mountain, no doubt one of his students. Of course, she did not approve of Sagumi's chauvenistic ways, but she'd always let it slide based on the security of their relationship. This time, it felt different. They were further apart than they ever had been before since their marriage, and for the first time in a long time, Nozomi feared. She felt scared that she'd lose him, and for all of her genius, she couldn't understand how it'd come to this. The intelligence and wit she was famed for was gone here, and she was left vulnerable like a little girl as she wandered through the mountain structure. She was building up courage--another human aspect--in order to face him and find out what was wrong. She knew she wanted to talk to him, but something inexplicable kept her from utilizing any degree of confidence. So, for nearly an hour, she was a ghost haunting the caverns, mustering herself. She would not tell him of this, of her weakness; she wanted no one to see her like this.
In time, Nozomi decided to finally reach out, calling to her beloved like a voice in his head. It was late at night, and she did not want to jar him from his sleep when he looked so comfortable. Instead, she chose an alternative, utilizing her powers to ease the transition into consciousness. To the best of her ability she simulated the act of naturally waking up for him. It would take place over the process of five minutes, slowly stirring him. He would be able to sense that it was her causing it, and he'd be able to tell exactly where she was. She was calling him, in a way that only he could hear, and she'd be waiting in one of the many hallways of the inner-mountain. This one was rather empty, and distant from his students, lit only dimly by mounted torches. If, and when he arrived, he'd see the Quincy dressed in her usual black and white attire, her body leaning against a wall as though she needed it to support her. She gave him a soft sad smile, as if trying to reassure him that things were okay, and ultimately failing. He'd know in an instant that something was bothering her, but it was resulted from her empathy with him. She was distressed, because of the fact that he was, and she would not be able to rest easy until this was resolved.
So before he could inquire about it, she spoke first, a small wavering voice. ''Sagumi...'' she began, letting the name flow from her lips in a breath, allowing the sound of it to calm her somewhat. ''Something's bothering you, something really bad. I know it's late, but... I can tell this time it's worse. Did I... What's wrong, love?'' She searched him with her crimson hues, strikingly red even in such darkness. If he did not come close, she would in turn, sliding along the wall toward him until she could touch him. She reached out for his shoulder, and would wish to soothe him by stroking his gently... but a part of her was afraid, that he would pull away. Everything about this scared her, but she'd gone through worse with him...
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: The Storm [Private, Nozomi, Sagumi] Tue Jan 06, 2015 2:30 pm
It was through Nozomi's best attempts to try and create an atmosphere for a calm conversation, and yet from moment one, Sagumi set the pace of it immediately. Despite her best efforts, the harsh tones of anger and hurt colored the air between them as his voice bit at her. Passive aggressive words, accusations, painful things to hear. The smile she had was depressed, and she nearly lost her grip on the wall she was leaning on, falling a few centimeters. The relationship between them was clear here, just how submissive she was to him, how weak she really was when it came to. It was funny how he'd always wanted her to be more forward with herself, and for the most part she'd succeeded when dealing with him and others. However, in this private moment, she reverted back to that weakness. Already, Nozomi felt pangs of regret at doing this, hating how he was talking to her, hating the fury he had directed at her. There was the urge to leave and just make it stop, but she knew that would be a mistake. She needed to address this.
He told her of his beliefs, and they seemed to fit into her mind easily as though she'd already known these things. It took a moment of pondering to see, but yes... this all seemed familiar. That was right, wasn't it? Sagumi fought for the humans to have their homeworld to themselves. Had she really forgotten? No, for she never forgot. The truth was that she had not been considering it. It hadn't been a factor when she forged forward to create her utopia, and if she had, she'd have foreseen these issues arising a long time ago. But why? Was her mind not infallible? Nozomi had believed she'd already addressed every factor there was to deal with when she began this project, and yet this one--perhaps the most significant to her--had been overlooked. Nozomi stood there with an expression that could only be described as dumbstruck as she pondered over this. Her mind raced to figure out what had gone wrong, and yet the theories she came up with were rather tragic. She noted one unusual circumstance: When she was with Sagumi, she showed a side to him that no one else saw, and she was able to focus her thoughts entirely on him without consideration for the other aspects of her life. This allowed her to be the woman he remembered and had fallen in love with. However, Nozomi realized that this worked both ways, and that in any other situation she behaved as this realm's people knew her to. She moved her thoughts away from Sagumi, so that she could work with impunity. She separated her work and her love, so to say, yet the process was of its own accord; automatic. She did it without knowing it.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years. It had been a long time since the two had really seen each other. Nozomi admired, that after such a period that Sagumi was able to remain pure and as himself. It was an incredible feat to be honest, for the same did not even hold true for herself. She'd tried, and it showed, but there was no doubt that she was a different person than what she had been all those years ago. Sagumi only needed to step outside of his mountain stronghold to see that to be the truth. However, it was not the immortality that caused it... The transformation had begun long ago, before she left her home universe. The laws may have been different, but many things remained alike. Nozomi used to be a shy girl, averagely intelligent, and pathetically weak. She hadn't much of a talent for anything but dancing back then, until she achieved the bloodline of her clan. Crimson eyes, encircled by three pitch black tomoe. They called it the Sharingan back then, and its power was legendary among the lands, but it came with a price. The eyes changed a person from within, slowly but surely poisoning them with power. Most eventually went insane and blind, others damned themselves with power-hungry antics. The strongest were able to fight this horrible end, but it would always haunt them.
Nozomi possessed today what she referred to as the Omnidou, and while it seems so different from the accursed Sharingan, the two aren't so far from the same. The name and the attributes changed over time, through death and undeath, through time and space, radically so. Yet, the curse remained present. Generations upon generations, Nozomi held onto the eyes, and despite all of the good they have accomplished for her, it always came with a price. She could stand there, in front of Sagumi, pretending things hadn't changed. She could impersonate herself for as long as she wanted, but at some point she had to admit that who she was was someone else, whether for good or for bad. She wished everything could have come together perfectly when the two reunited, but that was certainly wistful thinking. Whatever honeymoon the two had begun after meeting back up was now over, leaving bare who Nozomi was now. She had new beliefs, and new investments, and new dreams.
And still she clung onto this love like it was her lifeline.
Who else could understand her? There was not a single soul who'd been with her throughout her life like Sagumi had. Even Xaser had not seen the girl's petty origins. She liked how their differing antics clashed playfully with each other, and how every time without fail he was able to make her feel... human, for lack of a better word. She had millions of thought processes to micro-manage, and even more images to sort out from her eyes, every second of her life. She'd long ago mastered the art of keeping everything organized in tidy in her head, but there was a sweet tranquility that only came when she was around Sagumi, and she cherished that. She would fight for that, despite how much she'd changed. When that clicked in her mind, Nozomi found strength once more to stand straight and step closer to him. "I made a mistake," she began quietly, and firmly.
"I did know what you were fighting for, and I took it for granted. Throughout the entirety of this project--Eldrazi--I never stopped to consider what you thought of it, and I should have. I should have talked with you earlier, and perhaps things would be different. I'm sorry for that..." She paused her, getting that out of the way first for it was the easier thing to say, and he deserved it. Nozomi had been wrong, and she had to own up to that. But that did not mean she would just leave things at that and expect everything to fall into place. Eldrazi was her dream now, something she'd worked countless years towards the culmination of, and she knew she didn't want to have to choose between the two if she could help it. She didn't want to tear it down just like that. "But I am not a monster; not because of Eldrazi. You have to see what I'm working towards, what the bigger picture is. I've created something amazing here... I've uplifted our people, humans, and gave them incredible technology. What's to make me different from Thomas Edi-- the guy who invented electricity in this realm? Or the one who created the radio? The scale may be grander, but that's what this is.
I am giving these people a beautiful home, near limitless resources, the security to gaurantee no worries, and their dreams. I am giving these people their dreams come true... And I take nothing in return. Is it so wrong, that I may welcome a few other races into my utopia as well?"
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: The Storm [Private, Nozomi, Sagumi] Wed Jan 07, 2015 12:48 pm
A step in the right direction. Nozomi's words found a foothold, and softened up the initial hostility that Sagumi had possessed. Even in his insult, there wasn't any rage fueling it... just disappointment. Nozomi could accept disappointment, so long as there was a way to make everything up to him. She figured she was not going to be a face that he wanted to see after all was said and done, and that she'd be best giving him space from herself. If that were to be the case, she wanted to walk away with having seen eye to eye with Sagumi, and the matter of Eldrazi resolved. He accused her of not truly listening to him, as though the words were going into one ear and out the other; she had a feeling that this was not grounded in reality. She was hearing what he was saying, and then trying to address the issues he posed. She wanted to make him see that what she was doing was not wrong, but right. She'd worked so hard at trying to make this project the right path. It was so much bigger than her!
She may have tended to fumble around him in person, and act like nothing short of a fool, but she knew she had something good with Eldrazi. That's when the cruz of the matter came out, like a punch in the gut, flowing from those soft lips of his that she was used to kissing than anything else. He voiced one of the many shallow arguments her many naysayers utilized against her: She was a monarch, taking away the people's future for her own, and acting only for her own self. He was much more eloquent in his accusation, but Nozomi had heard this enough times before to get the gist of it, and it was worthless to her. Suddenly, Nozomi stiffened, her expression going blank as she realized exactly what this was. Her husband was slandering her utopia based on his own definition of the word, judging Eldrazi in a vacuum without having ever seen what it truly was. He accused her of being blind when he never thought to take a look at what she was creating before that. She thought... she thought that he'd gone and seen the inside of Eldrazi first... though she should have figured when he never thought to ask about it, to have this talk they were having now before everything went between them went to hell.
Nozomi was frozen as a statue, not even breathing, as it was not a function she had to maintain irregardless. In this time, she was working over the shock of the revelation, and it gave Sagumi the imperative to try and close the conversation as it was. She detected the small build up of energy the instant that he vanished, and acted in that same instant she brought herself along with him--when he arrived in his room he'd find the blue-haired woman upon his bed, sitting cross-legged, almost as if she'd been there the whole time. It was dark, but her crimson eyes still looked up at him, seeming to glow even despite the lack of any sources of light. "No," she uttered, preventing him from getting cozy. She moved toward him as she continued speaking, her voice soft but stern. "I won't let things end like this due to a gross misunderstanding. We need to have this talk now; Eldrazi isn't what you think it is. You don't realize the time and thought I put into this."
She flicked her hand, and the world changed around them, from dark caverns to shining capital of her dominion, Szalnor. Massive spires reached high into the skies, where the stars lie in pattern clearer than on any place on Earth. The ground they stood on was gleaming metal, spanning through the buildings criss-crossed for the citizens to traverse. There was a precise balance of nature to metal, however, as right beside them was a field of grass that was several acres large, and wildlife was no stranger to it; from here they could see what was in fact a pair of giraffes! It was but an illusion, however, created with tricks of light so not to be invasive. She saw this place, and she felt proud, especially now. She wanted the honor to show him this, because she knew that he had never truly seen it for what it was. He hadn't seen... just how altruistic Nozomi was about this place.
"Eldrazi. It's not for me. It's for the people. And I've taken every step in insuring that was the case. These issues of yours? The ones about how I'm stifling human growth, and leading them down my own path instead of their own? Essentially, you think I'm playing dollhouse with the people, don't you?" The question lied in the open rhetorical, not needing an answer because Nozomi knew it; she felt she understood Sagumi's assumptions by now. And so she turned away from him, presenting her back and looking at the illusory images of the humans she'd concocted up. "It was my goal, to make sure that is precisely what didn't happen. If I had built Eldrazi upon the foundation of what everybody assumed 'utopia' was, then it would have amounted to nothing more than a failure. Growth was my priority. Accelerated; enhanced, sure, but growth nonetheless. I wanted to be the medium upon which they grew, and I wanted to give them the tools they needed to succeed."
She turned her head back, looking at him over her shoulder, now with a smile again. "A dictator? A queen? There's no word for the type of leader I'm trying to be to these people. The type of government that runs Eldrazi is not one that has ever existed before. Unless, you've seen a leader who listens and supports every single individual within their borders. I'd be surprised, considering the scope of the task. The only reason it's never existed is because there was no single person who could ever achieve the feat without coagulating groups of people into one identity. But the whole reason I've been so busy lately... I've been listening to the citizens. Instead of telling them what to do, I've been having them tell me what to do... essentially. Which what I'm given, I can help them. They can grow like you want, they just don't have to sacrifice so much or take so long to do so."
The lights blurred into a mish mash of colors then, before darkening and disappearing entirely, leaving them once again in Sagumi's pitch bedroom. "It's hard to explain everything about Eldrazi in a single sitting, honestly. But, I recognized the the problems you had with it from the beginning, as more than just beliefs, but as fundamental issues. A utopia would never be able to last long without growth, and I've taken the steps to insure that humanity will be just as much its own person as it was before." She turned back to him, getting up off the bed now to stand up. She figured that even now he'd have issues with what she was doing, and he'd believe it to be wrong in some form. "If there's something else, then I'd prefer you talk to me about it. There's much more I can tell you about Eldrazi, and if there is something truly wrong, then I'd like your help in trying to make it right. But... Eldrazi isn't going away. If I just have to prove it to you then I will... I know that I've changed, but the same girl from before is within me still, and that me believes in this too. All I can ask is for you to trust me."