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[Kou Seiya]

Waking up in a cell, completely alone and still wearing the dress she'd had on the night of the ball was not high on her list of enjoyable things to do. Unfortunately, the raven-haired woman had not gotten a choice in that. Rather than waking up in her warm bed, the first thing that registered in her mind was the fact that she was, once again, lying face down on the floor. For a moment she was confused, but then the memory of that morning came rushing back and it was all she could do to keep from scowling. How long had she been in here anyway? There was no real way for her to tell how much time had passed since she had been dumped in here. Many questions plagued her, but it was doubtful that she would be getting any answers. One thing was for sure, she had to get out of here. Seiya absolutely refused to spend the rest of her days rotting in this cell. Unfortunately, at the moment all she had to work with was what she had on. That person had taken her henshin mic at some point so she was stuck in this ridiculous dress until someone found the time to bring her something else. Something told her she would be waiting a long time for that to happen. At the moment, it was hard to keep a positive outlook. Yaten was dead. She had watched the shorter woman die and she had been powerless to stop it.

Slowly, she raised herself to a seated position and turned herself so that her back was pressed against the wall, her gaze focusing on the section of the wall in front of her. Seiya fought the urge to sigh as she pulled her legs in close to her body and wrapped her arms around her legs, her chin resting atop her knees. What was she going to do now? Who knew how long she had been in here. Idly, she wondered if the others had noticed that she was missing yet. Surely they would have noticed that things were quieter? Well, there was no way to know the answer to that either! This whole situation made her want to scream at the top of her lungs, but what would that do, really? It seemed pretty pointless from where she sat now. In the end, it was probably her fault for agreeing to stay with Yaten that night. If she had just gone back to her own room, none of this would have happened. But oh no, she had to be a baka. Well there was no point in obsessing over that now. What the hell was Yaten thinking anyway? There had been several occasions in which Seiya had come to the conclusion that the shorter woman just lived to confuse the hell out of her, and that night was definitely one of those times. For that matter, what the hell was she thinking? Sure, she'd assured Yaten that her decision hadn't been influenced by that drink, but what if she was wrong? Ah, what was the point in worrying about it now?

Her eyelids slowly drifted closed as she sat there, waiting. Honestly she had no idea what she was waiting for. Someone to come in, something to happen, it didn't seem to matter at this point. The dominant thought in her mind was that she needed to get out. There was no way she could stay here. She had to get back to the others and tell them what had happened. Her hands balled into fists at that thought. She had been right there and she couldn't do anything to stop it! It wasn't something she liked to think about, but there was no way she could change what had happened. If she could do it all again, there would be no hesitation. She would do the logical thing and go back to her room. Sure she would be spending the night alone, but that would be better than. . . this. Who was she kidding? It was pointless to even think like that. She couldn't stop the feeling of guilt that settled itself in the pit of her stomach. Yaten was gone and she was thinking like that. . . It was her fault for not being stronger. Maybe if she had been able to beat the clown with the sword, this could have been avoided. Her stomach chose that moment to gurgle and she was reminded of the fact that she hadn't really eaten much of anything since the night of the ball. It wasn't as though she could just ring a little bell and order something, either. No, she would have to wait for someone to remember she was here, assuming she didn't starve to death in the meantime.

[Aisa Moerae]

Pure darkness this realm held, so much more fitting and calming to her already tensed and wrecked nerves. A place of darkness so close to one filled with so much purity, a place which she often ran to when she could no longer take the hand maids constant attention, when she no longer wanted to feel sick. But one thing could be said, at least she knew the palace of her supposed Queen, this one she was only just getting use to. The long ebony locks fluttered behind her, the shade almost seemed darker than it already was under the lack of light. A crinkled impression in certain parts of her strands was evident, the crease from a weight of a crown that she put aside each and every time she came here. This was neither her realm nor her world; she was an underling to a greater and darker being who had taken pity on her to allow her such a sanctuary away from the Crystal Palace. The ebony silk of her grown caused her to almost seem to be gliding across the floor, the only sign that she wasn’t was a constant clicking of heels. Her shoulders shrugged as she tried to push up her sleeves, the silver clasps only becoming heavier and dragging them down from her shoulders. Once she reached the holding cell of that woman she would sort herself out, it was not like she would care much if her captor’s aid looked like a trollop, and it was not that she wanted to look that way. The sound of the water slopping against the sides of the bowl in her arms made her sigh, at least the plate on top was keeping most of it in but she wasn’t even sure if it was going to be warm by time she got there.

Reaching that large door Aisa could not help but feel relief, she was not someone who was use to such labour as to giving someone food, water and clothes in her recent years, but she couldn’t help but feel anxious as to what she was to be greeted with. She was sure if she was upon the other side of this situation she would probably be cursing and yelling insults at who ever came in, she wouldn’t blame their little prisoner if she done so. Her back pressed against the door as her elbow shifted to hold the blow in one arm, her hand quickly reaching back to unlock the door so she could gain access into the room she required to be in. Brown eyes quickly found themselves looking to the floor, her chest rose and fell as she listened to the silence waiting for a sound. Were they even awake yet, it had been a few days and she was starting to worry about what injuries they had caused to this woman. Men never think, do they, they think everyone is as strong as them once they know you are a senshi. Humph, she was sure sometimes the way they treated people could have hurt the strongest of warriors if they were allowed to do so, why couldn’t they just think for once in their life time? Her head finally rose up as she captured the bowl in both her arms again before it fell; the weight seemed to shift quickly before settling down. Her lips turned into a smile when she saw the figure awake and moving, her heart felt a little better knowing that their prisoner was alright. “It’s nice to see that you are awake, you were starting to worry me with the lack of movement. You’ve been out cold for a few days.” She commented as she approached, stopping a few feet off to place down what she had.

Her hands seemed to carefully shift to place the items she had down, the clothes being placed to the side before she took the plate from the top of the water bowl. The food itself seemed to be still pretty fresh, she was pretty sure the last few days all they had given were was stale loafs of bread or something. She was being a little more gracious, giving a little bit of meat and normal food along with what she was being given, but that would be her little secret. Her form slowly rose back up as she backed off, her hands held in front of her as her eyes fell from the form of the Starlights. Her head slightly bowed as she waited for any words thrown at her, she her mind trailing over things to say which would break such a tense feeling she had. Her throat had become dry, well now someone knew of her little secret and she was pretty sure they were not going to approve of it. She could see the finger point now; she would feel people placing blame of everything that happened upon her own shoulders. “I hope the water is still warm, I had to walk it a way so I am unsure. The clothes I have brought in from outside of this realm, they maybe a little bit big. The food is just something special, don’t expect it if you don’t see me because I don’t know what the others will be giving you. If there is anything else I can do like mending wounds I will be willing to do so, but I can not do anything like sending word that you are alright or setting you free.” She spoke up finally, her eyes remaining upon the floor as she waited to hear a response. ‘So Seiya Kou,’ Aisa thought to herself. ‘I wonder if you'll remember who I am.'

[Kou Seiya]

She just wanted it to stop. After everything that had happened in the past couple of days, she just felt like a failure. . . and she wanted it to just stop. The chances of that happening were slim to none, though. She hated feeling this way. Yaten was dead and she was being held captive in some skanky cell with no way of getting out and no way of letting the Princess or Taiki know that she was alright. As she sat there, with her eyes closed, she had to wonder if they even knew she was gone. Surely the Princess would have sensed something was up? Then again, perhaps it was for the best that the other two women had stayed away from the garden that day. Seiya didn't even want to think about the possibility of the Princess getting taken too. Honestly, she didn't think she would be able to live with herself if something like that happened. It was bad enough that Yaten was gone. . . losing the Princess again would have surely been the end for her. She found herself wondering how long she was going to be kept in here. Surely Chaos had some sort of plan for her other than just letting her rot away in this cell? Well, she supposed being stuck in here was better than the alternative. To be honest, she wasn't ready to die yet, but when that time did come, she wanted it to be in the middle of a grand battle; not because she had wasted away in some cell.

This was getting old. Sitting around here not knowing what was to come of her was steadily grating at her nerves and all she wanted to do was blast her way out of this place and return to her friends. Unfortunately, that seemed like nothing more than a wonderfully sweet dream in her current condition. She was really in no state to be fighting. Her stomach grumbled again and it was all she could do to not pout about that. It was highly unlikely that anyone would be coming with food anyway, so she may as well get used to it now. It was something of a shock when she heard the sound of the door being unlocked and she lifted her head, her eyes wide as she stared in disbelief at the door. Instead of either of the two that she had met in the park, as she had been expecting, she was met with a woman who didn't appear to be much older than herself, if that. Seiya watched in silence as the other woman moved in through the door and she could only stare at the things in her arms. The sound of the other woman's voice caught her off-guard and she shook her head slightly to push away any random thoughts. "A few days?" she questioned at length. Just how long had she been here?! That was definitely not what she had been expecting to hear, but then again she really hadn't expected anyone to come in here either, so she supposed she shouldn't be complaining.

Seiya found herself staring intently as the mystery woman moved to set the things down. She realized she was probably being less than polite, but at the moment all she could seem to process was the fact that this person, whoever she was, had actually come with the intention of being helpful. "Arigatou!" she added after a moment, though her gaze was fixed firmly on the plate. It occurred to her that it could be some kind of trap, but at this point she didn't even care. Ignoring the clothes and the water for now, she shifted slightly, stretching to drag the plate closer before moving to sit cross-legged as she began to slowly devour the offered food. While she ate, she listened to what the other woman had to say. It was such an odd thought that someone in this place would be willing to look after her like this, but she wasn't going to question it. By the time she had finished speaking, Seiya had nearly finished off the entire plate. "Arigatou," the raven-haired woman repeated. "At this point I don't mind even if it's cold and I don't mind if the clothes don't fit perfectly. Who's going to see me in here anyway? Other than you, and the others. . . Hah. No I don't expect the other two would be bringing me much of anything. I don't think they like me much," she replied, shrugging lightly. It didn't matter to her either way whether or not the two from the park liked her, to be perfectly honest.

"Yea. . . the healing would be nice. I feel pretty banged up!" Seiya responded, fighting the urge to wince as she recalled the various wounds she had acquired in that last battle. "Mmm, don't worry. I don't want you to set me free or tell anyone about me. I'm going to get out of here and they're going to be sorry they pissed me off." She was really in no position to be making such threats, and it probably wasn't a good idea to be saying something like that to this woman, especially when she still didn't know exactly who she was. But what did it matter? She didn't plan on spending the rest of her life in this cell and there was no point in sugar-coating it. "Um. . . could you stay with me for a bit?"

[Aisa Moerae]

She smiled at the questioned words of a few days, her mind wondering as to how long the young woman had imagined herself laying within these enclosed walls for. Maybe the time she slept only felt like a few hours, it was not like your body had any idea of time when all you saw was the blackness of your own eyelids. Aisa’s thought trailed over what had appeared over the previous few days, though she was not someone too keyed into the plans of Chaos she had come clue as to what was going on…Though there were a few things she knew she couldn’t say, some things she was sure would of calmed and aggravated the elder captive but for now she would keep them to herself until she was given the proper clearance to say anything. After all she was pretty sure she was under close observation, she was a senshi within the forbidden ground, she was sure there was speculation that she could betray them any moment…Like she would do that, she would be forced to be within the Crystal Palace day in and day out, no where to hide when it all become too much. Aisa remained where she stood, silently listening and watching the young woman. At least she would have some acts of kindness when Aisa came into the scene, she was pretty sure the others weren’t as kind but she was not going to say that and end up being wrong…Well unless she had proof that her speculation was true.

“That is no problem at all,” Aisa commented with a brief smile, her head tilted to the side. “Though I don’t see why no one would like you, if I remember correctly when we first met you were rather positive in your outlook. It’s nice to have someone around who is optimist every now and then.” Her eyes looked towards the food that was being finished at a fast rate; she could not help but smile, fitting back the urge to laugh. She had never seen someone so focused and happy to it that the food was gone without a few seconds, though she didn’t really seem to mind. It reminded her of days when her Zippy-papa use to devour food after a good race or two. Such sweet memories that were far in the depths of her mind, she rarely accessed them in her recent years…She was getting older and her attention was needed for her kingdom, because her kingdom needed her choices. Her hands slowly rose up as she attempted to sort out her sleeves, placing the heavy metal pieces upon different parts of her arms so the sleeve once again bellowed out nicely instead of falling over her shoulders like a whore like outfit. Despite being distracted she was rather observant, though she lacked any telepathic connection with any of the other senshi she could sense, like the others, the basics of a Star Seed. Seiya’s it was very much different from the rest; though she could have said the purity of it was much more pure than her own there was a slight darkness to it. One which made her think, one which made her curious enough to ask a question.

Her attention soon returned to the wounded solider, her arms folded as she was thinking at that moment. Well healing wounds before they were cleaned would have been a bad thing, what if they had been infected? She dreaded to think about healing something only to later find out the other became deadly ill due to the lack of hygiene, she was not going to put herself through that worry and she was definitely not going to put Seiya through it. “Well you should clean yourself up first; once you are cleaned and dressed I will heal you.” She informed Seiya. To be truthful she was a little disappointed the other did not recognize her but it had been a few years since she had been that young girl, she was so much older and wiser now, she was back within her age before she was reborn fighting against pharaoh90. Her hands gently rested in front of her as she gentle released a small breath, there was very much she could say to the prisoner. After all she did not really know if the other really wanted to talk or just sit there quietly, maybe she would want her to leave. Yet she waited to hear what the other said, she waited to hear whether or not she wanted her to remain there for go. After all there was not much else she could do; there was no where she could go to entertain her boredom. Her free hand rose up as she gently pushed back her hair behind her ear, she tilted her head slightly to the side once again as she watched the other.

“I can see no reason I can’t stay with you for a bit,” Aisa commented. “Though I don’t expect you’ll want me in here while you are bathing and changing so I shall step out for now.” She had her modesty and morals, something her adoptive parents had drilled into her when she was reborn. Her deep hued eyes looked away as she lowered her hands to pick up the skirting of her dress, her form turned as she started towards the floor. Her head slightly bowed forwards, eyes once again upon the patterns of slabs as she rose of her hands out to open the door. She was putting a lot of trust in turning her back to the other woman, but she trusted all the senshi wouldn’t barge past someone who was kind of them.

[Kou Seiya]

Now that she thought about it, she couldn't be entirely sure how long she'd been in here. As far as she could tell, it had been at least one night, but aside from that she was pretty much clueless in that regard. The notion that it had been days was not a comforting one at all. If she was stuck in here and Yaten was dead, what was going to happen to Taiki and the Princess now? That was something she really didn't want to think about. She had failed to keep Yaten safe and now she was gone. There was no way she could just stay here. There had to be some way to get herself out. But at the moment she had no honest idea as to how she was going to accomplish that. Seiya decided it was probably a good thing that Aisa was smiling. Chances were slim that she was insane, and so because she was smiling, the raven-haired woman was going to assume she was at least friendly. Hell, she didn't think it was that much of a stretch, considering she had brought her food and a change of clothes. If this was the sort of treatment she had to look forward to, it might not be so bad. Iie! She couldn't afford to even think like that. She couldn't stay here. She had to get out and find her way back to the others.

They would need to know what happened, and as much as Seiya was not looking forward to delivering that bit of news, she knew there was no other alternative. To keep them in the dark about this just because she found it hard to bear would be wrong. Unfortunately, there would be no easy way to break it to them. Then again, she would probably begin to worry if she found it easy to tell her Princess and oldest friends about such a thing. Surely that wouldn't be a good thing! For the time being it was probably best not to even think about that. There was no telling when she was going to get the chance to bust out of here. The only thing she knew was that she was going to get out, and then she'd show that dork with the sword just who he was dealing with. That thought caused a faint smirk to tug at the corners of her lips. Oh yes, that person wouldn't even know what had hit them when she was through with him. The sound of Aisa's voice snapped her out of that train of thought and she focused her attention on the young woman in front of her. There was something vaguely familiar about her that Seiya couldn't quite put her finger on, and her next comment only served to confuse the raven-haired light. When they'd first met?

"Well some people are obviously insane for not liking this Seiya-sama~" she replied with a grin. "Hai, I tried to stay positive and I think I was pretty successful about it. At least more so than- . . . the other two anyway," Seiya added. She had been about to say at least more so than the midget, but she just didn't feel right about talking about her after watching her die that way. Fighting the urge to scowl, Seiya shook her head. Brooding over that wasn't going to solve anything. All it would do was depress her and she needed to be strong if she was going to get the hell out of here. After she'd finished with the food, she set the plate aside and released a soft sigh of contentment. Now that she was no longer distracted with food, she found herself studying the pleasant young woman's features, as though doing so would miraculously clue her in as to who she was looking at. It was a bit unnerving to know that she had met this person before, but not remember where or when. Hell, she hadn't even been on the planet for something like a decade! As much as she would have liked to have her wounds healed then and there, she had to admit that Aisa had a point. It wouldn't be good at all for them to get infected - and besides that she was pretty sure she probably smelled pretty ripe.

"Sounds like a plan!" she agreed. Seiya couldn't help but smile when she agreed to stay with her. At this point she probably would have been happy with anyone else around, but she couldn't deny the fact that she wanted Aisa herself to stay. Her next comment caused Seiya to chuckle and she shook her head. "Honestly I don't care either way. I'm sure I don't have anything you haven't seen before!" she retorted. Alright, so she probably sounded like a nutter now, but honestly she wasn't a bit shy about her body, even with the skanky wounds. Still, she supposed it would probably be a bit awkward for Aisa if she were to stick around while she cleaned herself up. She had already gone this long without a decent shower, she could probably wait a few more minutes for Aisa to leave the room before washing. Seiya watched as the other woman moved to leave the room and though it occurred to her that she could probably try to rush past her, she also realized that she had no idea where she was, let alone how to get back. Besides, as much as she wanted to get out of here, she realized that it would be a better idea to stick around and maybe get a bit of information out of her pretty new acquaintance first.

[Aisa Moerae]

Aisa paused before she reached the door and turned to look back towards the raven haired female, she watched her, waiting for her finally verbalise what she decided to do. Aisa had already put aside the invitation to stay, she was not her Zippy-papa and she was not her Thelessa-mama, she was really not someone who was over the top flirty and pushed aside her modesty. She could feel her cheeks already blushing at such a thought, as much as she was dark at her under it all she was still that innocent little girl who was protected from all the bad things in life. She rested her hand upon her stomach; she couldn’t help but feel a little queasy at the thought. She couldn’t even imagine herself being able to take that step when it came to relationships, something about it just didn’t sit right with her but there again, maybe if she found the right person to share her life with that feeling would go away. Though she wouldn’t hold her breath, she was never one to have good luck and she was pretty sure she was not meant for love. After all she had already had it set in her mind that being the Saturn Senshi she was going to be cursed, never to keep the ones you love and care for close, always losing them. Happiness just didn’t seem to be apart of the deal, and she had already put that in her mind and she was happy to live with it.

She smiled at the captive’s sudden cheerful outlook upon people not liking her, to be honest she was pretty sure the other was going to be a little take back or ask her as to who disliked her but there again the Starlights always seemed to amaze her, They were something different, their personalities never really did fit the normal definition if a human upon their world but they seemed to fit in one the less. Yet the broken sentence, the sudden change of time however hit a certain cord within the air…She could feel the sudden emotion which seemed to come from the mention of the one presumed dead, if only she could tell her things which would help her buck up her ideas but she was not about to betray those who gave her shelter when she felt sick. She entered this world on her own free will, she was not about to back out now, she was already too far in to back out anyway. “I am pretty sure my father still does not entirely approve of you and your antics, I think some sour feelings hid under her skin even if she does not mention it. I am sure there are others who are still a little weary of your intentions as well, but I believe that has to do with the duty and all that.” She commented as her right hand rose up, fingers flicking back her ebony strands before she looked towards the soon empty plate. There was only a few people she had seen able to finish off something so quick; apparently Seiya had the same stomach as their Queen and her best friend…

Aisa turned as she started out of the door once again, her hand made sure the lock was still up before she opened the door slightly and looked behind herself before leaving. Her lips curled into a smile as she tilted her head to the side, she guessed it was okay to tell her, her name, after all the other was going to be stuck with the four walls for a while and she was not going to run and blah her secret to anyone. “Before I go and wait outside, I should tell you my name; it is Aisa Hecate Moarae. Though you once knew me as Saturn, but back then I was called Hotaru,” She said with sheer sincerity. “So when you want me to come back in knock on the door and call my name.” With that information passed on the young Empress left the room, it felt like a heavy weight was placed upon her shoulders as she felt like her very heart was trying to crawl out of her throat. Her form backing up against the wooden object once it was closed, the lock clicked back into place as she closed her eyes and slowly sunk to the floor. The pleats and pillows of her gown turning into a pool, her hands rose up as she allowed her face to become buried within her hands. She was trust her secret upon the fact that that young woman was not going to leave the cell, what if she escaped. The sudden dreaded questions of ‘what if she escaped’ started to come into her mind, but there was no taking it back now. She had signed her death warrant if the other senshi ever found out, and she knew if they ever found out about her she would never be trusted again.

[Kou Seiya]

She hadn't been expecting the other woman to just rush right out of the room without so much as another word, but it was still something of a shock when she suddenly turned to look back at her. It was slightly unnerving the way she seemed to be watching her, but if she was completely honest with herself, she wasn't overly bothered by that. It was no secret that she adored being the center of attention most of the time, so why should now be any different? It also didn't hurt that she had noticed the subtle shade of pink that spread across the other woman's cheeks before she had turned and moved away. True it was not really the proper time to be worried about trivial things like that, but when had she ever been concerned with doing what was proper? She didn't mind that the other woman seemed to stare a bit more than was probably necessary, though who was she to judge how much was necessary anyway? She was the one in captivity, not the other woman, so obviously this person had to be doing something right. Or at the very least, this person was a bit on the luckier side of things than Seiya herself seemed to be. Of course there was no real point in dwelling on something like that right at the moment. What did it matter how fortunate she was when she was rotting in some cell? She supposed it always could have been worse - she could have ended up the way Yaten had. . . but she really didn't even want to think about that just now.

Aisa's smile at her reply felt like a small victory, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why that was. For the time being she was willing to just chalk it up to the fact that she liked making sure other people were happy. There was probably another reason for that as well, but at the moment she wasn't willing, nor did she have the ambition to try and figure out why she was so pleased by such a simple act. In all honesty she wasn't bothered by the fact that some people didn't like her. It was just a fact of life; there would always be people who liked her and people who didn't. It was just ridiculous to try and worry about pleasing everyone all of the time. Then again, she wasn't the sort of person who was overly concerned with things like that anyway. It wasn't her job to make sure everyone was kept happy. Really all she had to worry about was keeping her Princess, not to mention her teammates, safe. Alright, so she hadn't really had much success with that recently, but surely it was all just a fluke. Regardless of how invincible she wished she was, it just wasn't so, unfortunately. She'd made a mistake and had paid for that mistake dearly. But rather than sit here and feel sorry for herself, she decided to use that energy to try and come up with a way to get herself out of here so that she could return to the others. It was her duty to tell the other two about what had happened anyway. Really it was her fault to begin with. She was the leader; she wasn't supposed to let something like this happen! The guilt at not being able to stop Galaxia's attack all those years ago had been bad enough, and this only served to add to her steadily growing doubts.

As much as she liked to gloat and say that the reason she managed to earn the position of leader was because she honestly deserved it, sometimes she had to wonder if that was true. Surely Taiki would have been a more logical choice. The taller Light rarely acted without thinking things through and though Seiya liked to heckle her about it, the truth was that she really looked up to her. It was probably silly, considering they were roughly the same age, but truthfully she felt like Taiki was the older sister she never had. She and Yaten were probably her oldest friends, aside from Kakyuu herself, and the fact that one of them was gone weighed heavily on her mind. But there was no time to sit and wallow in self-pity. She was still the leader, regardless of whether or not she even deserved that title and she was damn well going to make sure she lived up to it from now on. Granted she couldn't really do much in that regard while she was sitting in this cell, but that was just a technicality. She was in no shape to try and make a forceful escape just yet, and she didn't really look forward to having to do so. But if that was the only option, she wasn't going to chicken out. She'd do what she had to do, the worst that could happen was that she'd fail. Aisa's voice pulled her out of her thoughts and she arched a brow at that comment. Father? The more time she spent in the company of the other woman, the more she got the feeling that she did know her, though she couldn't quite pinpoint how or why. To be honest, it was beginning to bug her.

It was a bit of a surprise when Aisa randomly decided to divulge her name, but it wasn't entirely a bad thing. At least she now had a name to associate with a pretty face. Seiya's brows furrowed at the addition of the second name. Well, this was certainly an unexpected development. At least it explained why she had been so sure she recognized her before. To be honest, she hadn't spent much time at all thinking about the small girl who also happened to be Sailor Saturn before, but that was likely because she had been too preoccupied with chasing another girl around hopelessly. The raven-haired light shook her head and pushed that thought away as Aisa made her way out of the room. "Hai~" she responded simply. "I'll call for you when I smell better." This last was added with a small chuckle.

[Aisa Moerae]

Time is fickle thing, especially when you are sitting there eloped within your own thoughts and worries. Thoughts and Questions of what you would do if someone found out your secret, how would those of the Crystal Palace take the news? What punishments would there be? She could feel her whole stomach churn at such thoughts but they were logical, after all it was expected when you were playing both sides against each other for your own health and wellbeing. Pretending to be someone who fought for the good of things and was worried for the people’s well beings as well as pretending to be someone who wanted chaos, who wanted to destroy the Moon’s hold upon the world. She was pretty surprised she wasn’t going made with the conflicting ideals and beliefs. Trust from both sides would be lost if either found out, and to be truthful she was not entirely sure what punishments would be dealt against her from the Neo-Queen but she was pretty sure by betraying Chaos death would be the ultimate punishment which would be dealt upon her. By the time these thoughts got even half way through their twisted vortex of worries she found that she was once again given permission back into room, something she was pretty sure she was not going to be given. After all Seiya had all right to lie to her, to keep her away from her when she had done the unthinkable by betraying the senshi and everything they believed in. Brown eyes flickered over towards the ebony haired young woman as she smiled to her, okay so she was an older woman compared to her but they were still young and within the prime over their lives! Her gaze every so often wavered away from her; her eyes looked towards the floor as she held her hands in front of her as she closed her eyes.

“I am glad you are feeling refreshed and clean, it is one of the finer things I would miss if I as in captivity.” She commented as she approached. The fabric of her gown catching slightly on the ground as she made her way forwards, her fingers snatching up the used towel just in case there was blood seeping from any of the wounds she was going to tend to. She wondered what the other really thought of her; were there any hostile feelings towards her for betraying her friends and family? Maybe she should explain herself to the other so she understood why she was where she was and why she played both sides, explain that though her presence around the palace was little she was there suffering and when she was here she felt she could be normal and not worry about falling over and having maids fluster around her night and day in fear that one day their Empress would just fall over and die on them. Aisa moved towards the one she was to aid, her form gently lowered itself to the other’s side. “This wont hurt, it will be warm and tingle but you will be fully healed once I am done. Now where are your more major wounds so I can get them sorted out first.” She asked her as her eyes focused upon the other’s face. There was something about her which seemed familiar, a comforting feeling that the other shared something which she did not notice right a way. Her chest rose and fell as she inhaled a deep breath and let it out again, she was calming herself. She had never really been this close to someone and having to heal probably their whole body. Okay so Seiya was fully clothed but there was still that feeling of it being wrong, after all it was someone else’s body and it just really didn’t feel like she should be someone to do it. She positioned the towel upon her lap, her hands gently reached out reach to heal, she surely had a long night ahead of her, and once the healing was done she had promised to remain with the other.

“I just wanted to say, while we are talking on friendly terms, about me joining this side. I really didn’t have a choice…” Aisa nearly hit herself after saying that, of course she had a choice like any other normal person did. She had a choice, but her choice was; stay upon the side of the Sol Senshi and suffer because of the purity of the place, join Chaos and betray her family and friends completely or play both sides and play innocent, not to get involved too much within the dark battles which happened between them for her own safety. She had chosen the last, but how exactly was she going to explain that to Seiya so that she could understand why she done what she had done. Her eyes finally looked up and towards Seiya, her lips parted. “There is a reason why I was never seen around the palace, why when I was I had five hand maids aiding me and worrying for my health. I am a dark senshi at heart; death and destruction are my primary elements. When the palace was made I started becoming sick and very ill, to the point where I collapsed in hallways and would be bedridden for days. After a few months, going from my world to Earth, I started to discover that the purity of the palace was what was making me ill. Put me going between my home world and earth took a lot out of me, I need somewhere to hide on earth from the purity and I found this realm. Chaos was hesitant in allowing me to enter but I proved myself, and I have stayed here. I don’t approve of what he does, but I needed somewhere and this was it. I have never been involved in anything they had done; I am basically just someone who sits on the sit lines.” She explained, hoping the other would understand where she was coming from.

[Kou Seiya]

To say that she was grateful for the chance to wash and change clothes after wearing that same thing for however long had to be the understatement of the century. That it was given to her by someone she had admittedly not spent a lot of time thinking about in the past was just a random bit of good luck. To be honest, she probably would not have spent much time thinking about the senshi of Saturn even now if she hadn't randomly shown up in this fabulous room she had been so graciously treated to. She had stripped out of her soiled clothing and washed herself in record time (at least for her) and a content sigh flowed from her lips as she pulled on the clothing the other woman had brought for her. It wasn't exactly her first choice, but then again it was better than the alternative, and somehow she figured Aisa would be less than amused if she opted to just go without. It would almost be worth the look on her face to do so anyway, but as much as she enjoyed a good prank, she realized it would be less than wise to piss off the only person that had been nice to her in the time she'd been here. And so she pulled on the clothing the other woman had brought for her and then seated herself a short distance away from the now dirty water and the pile of clothing. She would definitely have to figure out a way to properly thank Aisa for her kindness later.

Seiya watched in silence as the woman formerly known as Hotaru re-entered her cell and closed the door behind her. Now that she knew who she was looking at it seemed almost amusing that she hadn't been able to figure it out sooner. Then again, she didn't really look much at all like the tiny girl she had come to associate with Saturn during their previous time here. Seiya found herself grinning again at the other's words. "Arigato! I mean it. I do feel a lot better now and I know you didn't have to be so thoughtful," she replied honestly. To be honest, she doubted she would have gotten the same treatment if it had been one of the others coming to check on her, or God forbid, one of the two that were responsible for her being in here in the first place! The knowledge that it wasn't going to hurt was comforting, but really she would have been willing to put up with the pain if it meant she would be healed afterward. Secretly she was a bit relieved that it wouldn't hurt though as she wasn't particularly a fan of pain. For a moment she just sat there in silence as she tried to remember where the attacks had actually hit her. The one in her side felt worse than it probably was, though to be honest she hadn't really taken much time to try and get a good look at that, and the ones on her leg were probably just scratches by now. "Erm. . . well the one on my side is probably the worst," she added after a moment before leaning forward a bit and tugging the shirt up to expose the scabbed over gash.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She didn't have a chance to say much more than that before Aisa began to speak again and so she went silent once again as she listened to what she had to say. It was a bit surprising to hear her talking about joining this side at all, but who was she to pass judgement really? "Hah, I guess you could say the same about my being here." Now that she thought about it, she couldn't really pinpoint a single time she'd actually seen the other woman around the palace. At the time she hadn't given it much thought but it did make a bit of sense after hearing her explanation. "Well this is definitely not the palace," she agreed. She didn't need empathy to sense the darkness in this place. It would probably be the ideal place for someone to hide if they needed to get away from the purity of that crystal palace. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone even when I do manage to get out of here. I don't think you're a bad person for hiding out here. Besides, it's none of my business really." To be honest she didn't think it would even be worth the effort to tell someone. It was none of her business and she didn't come back to start trouble among the senshi of this system. "Everyone keeps secrets. That doesn't make you a bad person. If it's like you said and you had no other choice, then you shouldn't worry about it. I promise I won't say anything." She probably sounded like an absolute nutter going on about that right at the moment, but who was she going to tell anyway?