[It's noon. She is sleeping; a little girl alone on a queen-sized bed, quilts and blankets forming an igloo around her.
Amaya hears the voice, and smiles within a dream. It could be the first time she's done so since awakening again.]
Hello? I know you. Guess what - I have a dog now. His name's Marshmallow and he's really small, and he knows how to sit and he eats out of my hand. Did you find your mama?
[Sephiroth allows himself to sit quietly and allows reality to fade itself into the background. Focus directed inwards to concentrate entirely on this little conversation, his new little sister (for that is what it felt like) intrigues him deeply]
Marshmallow. Cute dog. [He could imagine it rather than having to see the dog to know that even if it was butt ugly, if Amaya found it cute then best to stick with that. He was not ever one for animals. A soft chuckle follows]
Mother will always be with me, even if she is not physically. Perhaps one day you'll meet her.
I want to see my mama first. I'll see her when I'm not sick anymore. Mister Hojo says I have to be quiet and do everything he says before I can see Mama.
[wave of anger and realization rips through Sephiroth's primary thoughts. That if she is in Hojo's clutches there is a reason indeed for her unhappiness, what could he want from her? Could he be responsible for making this little girl a member of their family involuntarily. Oh well it had to be dealt with now]
He is a very bad man, Amaya. Don't listen to him.
Pain is only skin deep, it will fade with time. You must promise me Amaya, don't listen to the bad man...
[She is delighted to find the tall form in front of her, vague as it is. Everything becomes sharper in focus; she is dreaming lucidly, and it is wonderfully liberating. Her body in the physical plane is weak, unable to move without pain, but here she has siblings, and a whole world created simply to make her happy.
Amaya reaches out, touches the hard black fabric, peeks around it at the newcomer whose shape she can make out and gives a hesitant smile.]
You'll help me find Mama?
[Mama. Amaya steps away from both men, appearing to glide, lifting her arms in front of her as if conducting a silent orchestra. Tendrils of colour radiate from her hands. She laughs in surprise and her own cleverness; the strings of black, blue, and red coalesce into a single being - that of Kira, surrounded by a halo of maternal gentleness and light. Behind the woman stands the fuzzy form of a man with shoulder-length dark hair - San, and a large cat circles his ankles.]
My Mama and Baba. And Dante.
[She reaches to the ghostly forms, embraces but cannot
( ... )
[He approached the two, his figure vague to appearance, nothing but the slims shape of his form was visible. The face was completely shaded with darkness, his response came easily, though]
Yes, if that is what you want, sister.
[The male replied to her words as he watched the figures come in view. He didn't know either of the two people, or the large cat that was in view. Though, searching for them wouldn't be that big a problem. She asked him a question he knew no answer too, so he remained quiet , allowing Sephiroth to say what he would want to say.]
[Sephiroth watches in silence at Amaya's movements and the images that she creates within her dream. Occasionally will look over to Yazoo to ensure that his Remnant's presence is still there.
Kira. Sephiroth didn't recognize the name but he sure recognizes the image. Ex-SOLDIER, she had been wearing red, black and blue the last time Sephiroth had seen her. She had been hanging like a picture from the wall in a cafe like some- Sephiroth cuts off the thoughts lest they start to infect this dreamspace; Amaya cannot be hurt. So the images burn in Sephiroth's consciousness only, but the guilt is very short lived. Amaya's original Mother has already been dealt with, leaves a gap which they can help with. He has to say something.]
Your Mama might have gone away; just like ours has. But as our little sister we will help you, and we will be here for you.
[Sephiroth looks at Yazoo once more as Amaya comes to a stop between them and the happiness seems to be swinging back into something sad. The colours in the dream even dull down and the
( ... )
[The world sinks slowly into darkness around them. Amaya can sense the form crouched before her, and reaches out for his face, feeling warmth on the tips of her fingers. He is real. He is solid. He is here. Two brothers here to help her; she has been so alone for so long. The painted bodies of her parents start to fade behind her-
And where is home? She cannot answer. Home is a farm house surrounded by grass. Home is an old lady's apartment, damp in winter. Home is a school full of children without parents. Home is going to sleep next to mama, then waking up to find her gone. Home is auntie after uncle after granny, and the travel between each is more consistant and persistent than any single place she has stayed.
Home is where Mama and Baba are...but where are they now?]
I don't know... Mama's gone away again... She always goes away but she always comes back... Right?
[She steps forward, testing the flesh of the one so close to her. Willing those arms to wrap her in a hug from which she can gather some affection.]Maybe Mama and
( ... )
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Amaya hears the voice, and smiles within a dream. It could be the first time she's done so since awakening again.]
Hello? I know you. Guess what - I have a dog now. His name's Marshmallow and he's really small, and he knows how to sit and he eats out of my hand. Did you find your mama?
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Marshmallow. Cute dog. [He could imagine it rather than having to see the dog to know that even if it was butt ugly, if Amaya found it cute then best to stick with that. He was not ever one for animals. A soft chuckle follows]
Mother will always be with me, even if she is not physically. Perhaps one day you'll meet her.
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Hey, hey, are you still hurt?
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[wave of anger and realization rips through Sephiroth's primary thoughts. That if she is in Hojo's clutches there is a reason indeed for her unhappiness, what could he want from her? Could he be responsible for making this little girl a member of their family involuntarily. Oh well it had to be dealt with now]
He is a very bad man, Amaya. Don't listen to him.
Pain is only skin deep, it will fade with time. You must promise me Amaya, don't listen to the bad man...
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Amaya reaches out, touches the hard black fabric, peeks around it at the newcomer whose shape she can make out and gives a hesitant smile.]
You'll help me find Mama?
[Mama. Amaya steps away from both men, appearing to glide, lifting her arms in front of her as if conducting a silent orchestra. Tendrils of colour radiate from her hands. She laughs in surprise and her own cleverness; the strings of black, blue, and red coalesce into a single being - that of Kira, surrounded by a halo of maternal gentleness and light. Behind the woman stands the fuzzy form of a man with shoulder-length dark hair - San, and a large cat circles his ankles.]
My Mama and Baba. And Dante.
[She reaches to the ghostly forms, embraces but cannot ( ... )
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Yes, if that is what you want, sister.
[The male replied to her words as he watched the figures come in view. He didn't know either of the two people, or the large cat that was in view. Though, searching for them wouldn't be that big a problem. She asked him a question he knew no answer too, so he remained quiet , allowing Sephiroth to say what he would want to say.]
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Kira. Sephiroth didn't recognize the name but he sure recognizes the image. Ex-SOLDIER, she had been wearing red, black and blue the last time Sephiroth had seen her. She had been hanging like a picture from the wall in a cafe like some- Sephiroth cuts off the thoughts lest they start to infect this dreamspace; Amaya cannot be hurt. So the images burn in Sephiroth's consciousness only, but the guilt is very short lived. Amaya's original Mother has already been dealt with, leaves a gap which they can help with. He has to say something.]
Your Mama might have gone away; just like ours has. But as our little sister we will help you, and we will be here for you.
[Sephiroth looks at Yazoo once more as Amaya comes to a stop between them and the happiness seems to be swinging back into something sad. The colours in the dream even dull down and the ( ... )
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And where is home? She cannot answer. Home is a farm house surrounded by grass. Home is an old lady's apartment, damp in winter. Home is a school full of children without parents. Home is going to sleep next to mama, then waking up to find her gone. Home is auntie after uncle after granny, and the travel between each is more consistant and persistent than any single place she has stayed.
Home is where Mama and Baba are...but where are they now?]
I don't know... Mama's gone away again... She always goes away but she always comes back... Right?
[She steps forward, testing the flesh of the one so close to her. Willing those arms to wrap her in a hug from which she can gather some affection.]Maybe Mama and ( ... )
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