mayfield_rpg | Chapter 18 - Like Little Stars In The Dark

[Action A - When there were all those hazmats and drone-zombies and crap]

[With what the streets are crawling with, Dakki is sure that she has made the right choice, choosing to trade in her CAST self instead of her weapons. Because she damn sure needs those weapons right now. Even if the library is safe, what will people eat? How will they keep warm? Someone has to be out there, fetching supplies and protecting others.

And that's just what Dakki is doing, making dashes to the stores and suburbs for supplies, and attempting round up anyone in need of rescue. When she's not plugging things full of photon bullets at a distance, she's carving them up at close range. Her form is far from perfect. This human body is far inferior to her real one... but she's had some experience using it, and maybe that'll be the difference between a few wounds and outright death.

Since when did a Guardian fear death, anyway?]

[Action B - Library Steps, After talking to Zemekis]

[Having made it out the other side of Mayfield going to hell, and having talked to Zemekis herself, Dakki.... is wrote. Injured, absolutely bone-tired from all the fighting, and mentally numb. And not sure that the mental numbness is exhaustion, or what she heard and saw inside the church. But surely there was more for her to do? There was always more to do, wasn't there? What she had heard Zemekis say didn't matter. Being a copy was no reason to simply give up. She had to do more...

...just... after taking a little break. She's sitting on the library steps, arms resting on her knees, leaning forward and head bowed, staring blankly at the pavement. Just a bit of a break to catch her breath, and compose her thoughts, and maybe change her bandages and then... something.]

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[Her life more or less began when she was eleven years old. She can't recall what happened back then, as even after Aurica reclaimed her memories the earliest ones still felt far out of reach. All she can remember is a fire that changed her life forever. It happened in the world she was taken from, that much she's sure of, but something tugs at her, like she'll always forget something.

Her memories tell her that she was here before all of that, living a life of peace and simple joy. She somehow knows that isn't true, but they never strayed far from her thoughts. It was something she truly wanted, after all. Either way, it still meant Dakki is her foster mother, and one that she can't bear to lose.]

Dakki... momma... [She buries her face in Dakki's side and hugs back even tighter, as if to give her strength.] I love you so much. Please, rest.

[Rest from having to think bad thoughts. I don't want you to be sad. I want you to be happy, to live with me and have nothing else matter for either of us.

She doesn't voice those selfish thoughts, afraid of what her mother might think of her, but the final bit seeps out in a whisper on accident, now unable to control her feelings as her shoulders shake.]

For me...

[If Dakki were herself, a CAST made of synthetic flesh and nanoceran, she might have been able to keep herself completely pulled together. But she was a tired, worn-out human with astonishingly volatile emotions now. With a sudden fierceness, she brought both arms around Aurica, hugging her close.]

I just... I...

[She's not my daughter. I'm not her mother. But I'm all she has. She's family. FAMILY. I have family, here....]

...I am tired, aren't I...?

[Her hug loosens, and she gives another weak little laugh.]

Alright. Alright, Aurica. I'll rest. I could... I could take a nap. In the library. If it's still safe...?

Chapter 18 - Like Little Stars In The Dark

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