trans_9 | Denial? Just a little bit.

Who: Kaya, open to all.
Where: Sensoriums
Summary: Ed not remembering her is sort of the last straw, so she's getting her aggressions out.
Warnings: Um. Are there any? TBA, I guess?

But so much for that now. Right now Kaya, who had had a pretty bad last few months, found the last straw was bringing Ed back and having him not even recognizer her had been the last straw. Now she was just standing here, around a background of water and streams, and she was moving in a combination.

First there was her own bending. Smooth, flowing each movement into the other, legs supporting the base as arms and shoulders tensed and drew forward, calling the water up and around her, making waves into developed whips, turning that into solid substances and back again.

And then, when the Bene Gesserit came into play, that slowed but accurate action became quick, deliberate fast. Her body become a putty oin increments as she geared for offensive kicks and movement, pushing her body to the limits here. There was no turning back, no moment of reflection.

At this moment, Kaya wondered what would become of her training, if they would form a base of strength and bending even she didn't fully understand yet. She would put aside those feelings of helplessness, of pain she could not do more.

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"In that case, if something happen to Lash, I should expect nothing less than you attempting to blow up all of the Ohm?"

That sounded about right, although she actually WANTED to say Daligig.

Oh, Kaya heard what he was hinting at, and badly covering up her smug look.

"If something happens to Lash, I will bring her back to my Netherworld myself." Purple flame flickered around the Overlord's fist as he clenched it tightly.

Kaya looked at the Overlord, this time definitely understanding what those feelings were about. "I only wish some of us had the ability to do that with people we care about."

"Then you wouldn't be human either," Zetta pointed out. "And unlike, say, Lash or my disciples, you always seemed to like being human."

"I never had any reason not to think about being human," Kaya said. "And you're right: I DO like being human. Even suffering isn't so bad when you know there are still going to be good things happening eventually."

"Well, there you go. You like being human, so don't wish to be an Overlord." Zetta shrugged, having in his own mind perfectly summed up the difference between demons and humans in one genius statement.

"Who wants to be an Overlord?" Kaya scoffed "I just said that I wanted to have magic and help the people I love. I don't want to be an Overlord! I like being able to feel things deeply, whether its pain or happiness, and make my own rules."

"Hey, you were the one who said you wanted the power to bring people back to your Netherworld if they died. Though you might be heading there yourself, you know," he teased. "Associating with demons is supposed to be a sin."

"I meant that in a totally what it way!" Kaya protested. "Huh? Sin? Oh, you mean that stuff that Daimon sometimes talked about? I'm not really worried about that. Where I'm from, spirits can be nice or mean. You don't get sent to some horrible place though."

"How would you know what happens to you after you die?" Zetta asked with a grin. "Have you been there?"

"I have my own ideas what happen when I die," Kaya said. "But if you want to get technical, no, I don't. You seem kinda gleeful about the idea of me being sent to the Netherworld."

"I'm just saying, I've been there, I've seen what happens," Zetta said in an offhand tone. "And I would get a kick out of it. You'd be indignant but you'd secretly love it."

That was news to her. What would someone like her be able to do in the Netherworld?

"And why would I secretly love it?"

"You could let all that secret inner wickedness come out without regret," Zetta said, still with a grin.

"Inner wickedness? I have no idea what you're talking about Zetta."

"Yep. Delightful inner wickedness. Unless you're gonna claim you're sweet, pure, and innocent," Zetta said gleefully.

"Look, I didn't say I was pure and innocent or anything, but where do you get this idea I have some kind of undercover wickedness? There's always a middle point between these extremes, you know!"

Zetta lifted an eyebrow very, very slowly for dramatic effect.

"You're saying you aren't a little bit wicked? Really?"

Kaya wasn't sure that she liked his implication!

"How wicked are we talking about? I'm pretty good, as far as I know!"

"Wicked enough that you'd have fun if you cut loose and let yourself go," he said, still cheerfully Implying Things.

"I always have fun, how is that wicked?" Kaya protested, not getting his meaning at all.

"So what kind of fun do you have that ISN'T wicked?" Zetta said, trying a different tack.

"Isn't most of the fun I have not dominated by anything crazy or insane? As far as I know, I'm pretty tame. No real wickedness or anything like that!"

That she knew of, right?

"Hey, no one said 'crazy' or 'insane'. Here, let me give you an example."

Abruptly a Prinny appeared, looking rather surprised. Zetta gestured broadly to it.

Kaya stared on, intent...and then he showed her the Prinny.

"Okay, its a prinny. What about it?"

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