Freedom within Chains [Open]

Bluish grey eyes stared off into nothingness of the sun light white dorm room that had been her prison for the last to many years, no caring really for anything her mind full of no thoughts as she listened to the steady purring sounds of the black cat curled up in her lap. Her back was resting against the wall behind her bed; that was stripped out of sheets and blankets. One hand rest on the small animal feeling its body move up and down with each breath, the other sitting on the bed next to her fingers half closed around the object of distaste, her cell phone. Not that anyone called her all the time, it was a number no more the three, maybe four people in the world really new anyways. She was waiting, waiting without discomfort for nothing really. Sitting like this was absolutely fine with her.

However…..

Riiing, Riiiing

Bluish grey eyes shifted away from the spot of the white wall she had been staring uninterested at to the little dark purple cell before pressing down on the button to accept the incoming call she placed the same horrid device against her hear. It had been quiet some times since she last heard this person’s voice. Must have been what now, four months since she returned to the Seven Moon Academy here in Berlin; being locked again away from freedom. She was an unbound BLANK fighter after all.

“< Well that’s a first, you actually listened to my message, Shivani…>” The deep, smoothing voice on the other end laughed in her ear speaking in horrible German as bluish grey eyes shifted to the cat in her lap.

“ Ne……” would be her only replay, there was a sight laugh on the other side, the person she could not see, not touch. Technology made the world so empty at times, a lie to the truth of reality. The other fighter sounded as if he was standing right next to her, and yet was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

“< Always the conservationist… Everything’s finalized over there now right?>”

“< Ne…. I’m to fly out sometime this week…….>” Her reply as empty sounding as her mind was. The little black cat continued to purr onward as if there was nothing different about them.

“ <Good, Kyros will be happy to hear about that. Do you know what day, and the time the fight is suppose to land? One of us can come pick you up at the airport so you’re not wondering around getting lost in a strange place… Ha, I can’t believe you actually agreed to fly here->” Bluish grey eyes shifted away from the cat to look about the empty room as the man on the other end started to ramble on. Eyes passed over the open closet doors to look at the blanket and sheets neatly folded and put away pillows stack on top in the exact way she had found them when she first came here. Nothing was here anymore, everything was gone except for the small suitcase leaning up against the hall wall that lead to the door, the small animal cage, herself and Yanio. All that was left. “< Are you having you stuff shipped here, Shivani? >” His voice suddenly pulled her away from looking at the neatly put away bedding and back to the man she could not see.

“< Nothing was important, I sold it all….>”

“<……..It all, Shivani, you’re kidding right? Wait no don’t answer it….>” She could hear Slven’s sigh in the background of her phone. “ <Ne, guess that means we’ll just have to buy you a few things when you get here… Or you can just stay with us for a while….Hold on a moment, Shi…..>” There was a moment of silence on the line, light distant voices as he muffled his phone. She really did hate this thing. “ <Alright, I have to get back into the studio. Call me when you land ok, Shi?>

“Ne….”


Was it, people were suppose to dream of fantasy, unrealistic things when they slept, not of memories that had already done a past or something like that. Greenish eyes stared up at the low afternoon sun though the tree hanging above her. The day’s cold air slightly sinking into her jacket as she shifted slightly on the bench she had passed out on for knew how long. Well, not really passed out, she was awalk the whole time just not really there. Lifting her head off the back of the bench she looked over at the stack of apartment listing booklets she had collected from somewhere. Underneath the bench, still in his cage and asleep was her little cat, to her left the single suitcase of what belongings she had sat. Her fight had landed early in the morning, but in her mind the lag still remained. It would take some time to get use to the time difference but it was to be expected. Her fingers were rather cold now, having been sitting unprotected on her lap, the bare skin of her legs that were not covered by the light blue skirt she was wearing also had the same tingling feeling. A slight sign escaped her lips as she picked up one of the leaflets again to look over the listings. She needed to find herself some residence or at least a a place for the night. She didn’t want to unconvinced the blonde sacrifice that had seemed to influence the decision of the headmaster back in Germany into letting her come to Japan to ‘further’ her training as it were, rather than being forced to be bound to another sacrifice again.

A single room studio apartment that accepted pets, all she really need or care to pay for. Not liking the idea of living within another set of prison walls. But reading these things had been giving her an headache, the reason she decided taking a little nap out on a park bench as an acceptable means of action. However not that she was at it again, the headache only seemed to be returning.

“ <Why must Japanese be so hard to read….> Shivani sighed to herself in her native tongue as she place down the paper again to look at her empty hands.

ooc <word> – Shivani speaking in German

Walking down the pavement, hands in pockets, Nao let out a sigh. He had nothing better to do after lying and quickly leaving the others. Too many people made him way too nervous to stay there. Walking past benches, trees and bins he pulled off his coat and put it over his arm. The wather was getting warmer lately, and that was better. Walking towards someone on the phone, it was a language he barley recognised. German? He tried to think back to how his Uncle used to talk in German. Yeah. It's German. Just like how he used to talk with it before he became the b-stard he is today. Anger and hatred spread across Nao's face. Sighing again, he attempted to calm himself down. Looking around to different places, he moved to the side onto a patch of grass, recently cut.

While sitting down, Nao pulled out his iPod and put the headphones into his ears. Tempted to lay down, he put his iPod onto shuffle and just listened to whatever music came on, not bothered by anything.

The blonde fighter rubbed the bridge of her nose slightly trying to clear off the last bit of the sleepy feeling she had. Taking something to force herself to sleep throughout the long flight from her homeland to this country hadn’t been very pleasant. But, Shivani wasn’t going to the one to admit she might be a bit on the claustrophobic side. The faint sounds of movement in the little cat carrier that her little black companion had been sleeping in reached her ears. It had been a very cramped tide for them both apparently as a small tired ‘mew’ come out from beneath the bench letting her know Yanio was in fact awake. A hand slipped into the pocket of her jacket as the thought of doing as she had been told came to mind. But she didn’t really feel like being a bother to that unit, it had been several months since she last seen either of them. Her free hand rubbed the side of her arm as she thought about what to do until the alerts in her mind set off. Bluish grey eyes quickly scanned around the park settling quickly on the white haired teen that had entered.

A Sacrifice…..

Fingers dug into her jacket for a moment as she reached out with her mind to locate the other half, units tended to travel relatively in pairs. But last, only he was here. A slight frown set on her lips, Shivani should have known well enough she would run into other units here, after all this was the city closets to the main Academy. Though, the young white haired sacrifice was in fact the first person to come into this little park in the last twenty minutes. The blonde fighter was getting rather tired from the jetlag of the hour difference between here and Germany. Wanting to just get herself away from the open walls of the world, without having to bother the unit she most likely should have just called once the plane had landed, Shivani picked up the piece of paper she had had in her hand for the longest while. Leaving her small cat carrier under the bench and the suitcase next to it she slowly walked over to were the young teen was laying down in the grass……listing to that annoying thing call an Ipod.

“ E-excuse me, can you help me?” Shivani stumbled a bit over the other language, not quite confident in speaking it. It accent made the words of such a gentler language sound a bit way too harsh.

Nao left his hands limp beside him while looking up. When someone looked over him, he jumped a little and stood up, headphones falling out.

"E-Excuse me, can you help me?"

He looked at the stranger and smiled.
"Of course!" Speaking slowly because it souned as if she was having trouble with Japanese. He knew she was a fighter, too, but didn't have a sacrifice near. Like himself, but the other way around. "What's up?" He said, while brushing grass off of his arms, legs and attempting to get bits off of his back. Afterwards, he looked back forward. "Wow, she's beautiful.." He thought. Still smiling like an idiot, he turned off his iPod and swung his bag around to put it back.


[Shall we have like, that string thing appear or anything?]

Bluish grey eyes studied the young white haired sacrifice for a moment as he to quickly answered her back. The indifference look remained on her face, but in her thoughts Shivani found it strange for a lone sacrifice to be so willing to help an unknown fighter. Back in her home country, units seemed to be a bit more uptight about associating themselves with other pieces of another unit unless it was nessescary. The blonde female fighter knelt down a bit to be at the same level as the white eared Neko teen.

White ears, that brought back memories, hadn’t that been the color of her own once upon a time?

“ I can’t read the map nor my flyer…. My Japanese is not that great… Trying to find this apartment buildings….” Shivani sighed, not liking how rough her Japanese was sounding as she held out the flyer information to the young teen. This was stupid she should just call Slven and have the older fighter come get her. But Shivani wasn’t sure where ‘here’ was anymore and didn’t want to be a bother. The sacrifice was the first to come into the park for a while now and since there was no fighter with a similar sound nearby Shivani knew how to take her chances. Though she didn’t think there was really a need to be on edge about such things at the moment. “ I’ve gotten myself.. rrr <What’s the word?>…..misplaced? err… No, Lost, I have gotten myself lost.”

Nao set his eyes on the map for a few moments and then the flyer. He knew straight away where the apartment buildings she was looking for where because the building was just a few blocks away from his house.
"Ah, yeah. I know where that is. I can take you there, if you want. I'm not very good at giving directions, but I'm good at telling myself where to go. Ironic, really." Speaking pretty much nonsense, which is what he usually did, maybe a little too fast aswell. Realising this he stopped. "Ah.. I'm sorry. Was I speaking too fast?" He asked, not trying to make the person infront of him look stupid. Japanese was a hard language, so of course it would be too fast. He hit his forehead with his palm (FACEPALM<3) and sighed. "Sorry. He mumbled.

Looking around, then turning back, he said "Shall I take you there now, then?" Acting like a butler, (or something like that) he put his hand out and bowed slightly, winking.

The blond tried to keep up with the young man’s rambling to little prevail, even though she had spent the last several months back in her home country learning this language as fast as possible Shivani wasn’t use to using it in such a fast conversation. Though reading it as still a bit of a problem for her, it was why she ended up getting herself lost a bit. Eyes looked away from the white eared Neko to the single suitcase she had brought all this way with her, filled with things she guessed that could be call her prized positions, even it they were just some clothing and a few knickknacks and the cat carrier sitting under the bench. Her soul companion in this change in her life, once again. Torn from one place to another, forced along the road even further away from the sleeping shell of Natara.. Shaking her head away from the trail where her thoughts were going. Bluish grey eyes looked back to the young man that was now standing holding out his hand to her in a fastion that had never been done to her.

Eyes looked slightly questioning and unsure of how she should take this ‘butler’ thing. But at the moment, after the long plane flight, the sleeping drugs that were still in her system, Shivani really just wanted to find the studio apartment she had signed lease for before arriving. Pushing herself of her knelt, she took the young sacrifice hand.

“That will do then…… Mister?” She titled her head to the side realizing she hadn’t really introduced herself nor knew the name of the young sacrifice before her. How bad mannered of her. A hand touched the back of her head as she tried a failed attempt at a small smile. “ Ne, I’m sorry, I don’t know your name..”

[Sorry for the late reply, I'm at the library because our internets out]

Nao gasped.
"Oh, yes. My name's Naoki. Nao for short if you like. I don't mind~" Smiling and talking slower than before, Nao giggled inwardly. "And what's your name, may I ask? Being careful not to sound rude, and also talking slowly, he pondered on anything for a bit. His father used to always say "Cherry blossoms always look better when the petals are falling off." He was right. They do look the best. Nao looked up at the cherry blossom tree above him. One of the petals fell on his fore-head and he swiped it off, holding it in his hand, then looking back down. "Fake smile. Fake smile." He mumbled to himself, in his head of course.

[Sorry it's short~]

“ You my call me Shi, Naoki-san.”The blonde fighter stated shortly, her German accent heavily cover her words, making them a bit hard to understand. She knew that, but wasn’t as good at languages as some other she knew, and it would take her a while of hearing how the language was actually spoken in order to mask over her own. After standing back up she let go of the white haired teen’s hand as she turned to look at her lone suit case and Yanio’s cage. To her new temporary home as it were, for who knew how long the headmaster of this Seven Moon’s would let her roam free.

But it didn’t matter, she was a prisoner in her own body just like Natara was a prisoner within her skin. Ne, bad things to think about. Her phone went off in her jacket pocket, making grayish blue eyes turned down to it away from Naoki as he messed with the Sakura’ petals that were falling around them. Pulling it out and flipping the little annoying then open she looked down at a message from the person she had been debating on calling before she asked this sacrifice to help. A place one where statement in the form of a question.

Where.

Fingers moved quietly to answer the Nightmare sacrifice, with just a few more words then he had used. Enough to state she had landed safely here in the country and was on her way to her current address. Forgetting to mention that she had gotten herself lost, no need to worry anyone about her own safety in a foreign land. Shivani was a big girl, could and would take care of herself. Naoki didn’t seem like he was going to turn into a serial killer or something. The phone vibrated in her hand a moment later, the same word repeated as before from the other sacrifice obediently without being told she texted the blonde short male where she would be staying. Sliding the phone back into her pocket she looked at the white haired teen as she motion back to the bench she had been sitting on.

“I will get my things then, Naoki-san. While you be….<nee what’s the word?>…appealing..no.. Kind? Enough to show me the way then?”

"Of course, Shi-san. Picking up her bags for her, instead of Shi carrying them herself, he motioned the way to the end of the park for her to follow him, well, walking next to him instead. Seeing her phone ring in her pocket, he stopped and smiled, motioning once again for her to pick up the phone if she really needed to.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." He mumbled after she had texted someone then put her phone back. Grinning at himself for no apparent reason, Nao started walking to the edge of the park. "Shall we go, then?"

The blonde haired fighter watch the white hair teen take hold of her suitcase, and turning to the path that lead out of the park back out onto the main streets. She wasn’t sure how comfortable she was about him talking the only belongs she had of her own now. Picking up the cat carrier with the small black cat slowly coming out of the graggy feeling of the tranquillizers she had given the young thing before the very long flight. She stuck a few fingers into the cage door to pet the little things head a bit to reassure him her presence before turning her attention back to Naoki.

Smile, be friendly, there is nothing wrong here Bluish grey eyes turned to look at the young man again, pushing aside her training about being lead by someone unknown. Should just tell the blonde Nightmare sacrifice to come get her, that she had gotten lost. But the German fighter had pride in herself, and didn’t want to let him know that. She nodded to the white haired male.

“ Lead the way then, Naoki-san.” Shivani bowed her head slightly, waiting for the young man to lead the way. Here she was lost like a fool in a country she barely understood the language for. But, that was part of the adventure of life…right?

But what was the point to living anymore?

Eyes looked down at the arm which the namesake of her past sacrifice had been carved out into her flesh as she followed the other out of the park and back into the city streets. Holding close to herself Yanio half asleep in his little carrier.

[Naoki and Shivani had left Park: Freedom within Chains and are headed to Home: Single room Studio [Shivani’s Home]