Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Abstracts of the Past


"Deep breath" ... "Deep breath... you've been here before" Prime repeated to herself.
Jaq's voice whispered in her ear as she embraced the cold ground beneath her.
"You can't... worthless... die!" the voice told her.
"No! - Lucy!" Mathematics cried out from behind Prime as Jaq held Lucy to at sword point.
Prime turned her head and looked at Lucy... she reached for her... 
"Stop!" Prime screamed waking from the nightmare...

"Are you alright?" Moto asked as she spun from the doorway.
Prime sat and stared downward toward her hands and answered with hesitation "I.. uhm... had a bad dream... i think..."
Moto made her way to the bed to sit next to Prime...
"I know you..." Prime said with slight uncertainty in her voice.
"Have we met before?" Moto asked with curiosity radiating from within her...
Moto always loved when she was able to touch base with old friends. It is a small world after all.
"I dont know" said Prime "Perhaps in a past life... or maybe it was just a dream..."
Moto sat in silence not knowing what to say, the words of comfort she thought she could provide were all of the sudden stripped away.

"I dont know what happened before I arrived, but i would like to help you" Moto said
"What do you mean?" Prime asked "What happened? What did you see?"
"Nothing..." Moto said as she tried to change the subject... "I just noticed you were alone..."
Moto lost her train of thought and there was an awkward silence...
"I'm Motokume, but you can call me Moto" Moto said as she held out her hand to properly introduce herself...

Prime hesitated for a moment but then proceeded to reach out to shake her hand.
"I'm Pri...AHHG!" Prime turned to her bandaged wound and to her surprise she could nto recall what happened. Moto looked upon Prime with compassion... The name could wait although Moto was curious to know if they had met before...
"Lay back down and rest, I'll get a friend to help mend your wounds... " Moto said as she eased Prime back into a comfortable position.

"Don't leave me" Prime begged as the touch of Moto's soft hands held Prime's cheek stirring the memories trapped within her dreams. They stared into the depths of each others eyes as Prime was consumed by the unraveling of her memories. 
Moto saw that she was needed more than she could understand... "I won't, I'll send for her instead..." She then turned to her Argent Squire, Martin "Martin see to it that Hadassah gets this message" as she handed Martin a folded note.
"Right away!" young Martin said as he scurried off to find Hadassah.
Moto set her backpack and gun on the table and snuffed out all but one candle leaving enough light to walk around the room if it were necessary.

She handed Prime a potion from her bag "Drink this, it will help the mending while we wait for the Shaman". Moto was driven to help this woman for reasons unknown to even her own heart.
Prime laid her head to rest as her mind wandered into the depths of her dreams... the memories from before had been locked away from the unknown potion combined with the electric shock explosion. Before she closed her eyes, she whispered into the dim light "Will you lay with me?"

Moto closed her eyes in slight pause but could not convince herself to say no... instead she was warmed with a peace from within to comfort and care for this wounded friend who was closer to her than she could even imagine. "Of course..." said Moto as she climbed in and rested her body next to Prime's. "I'm here for you..." she said as she put her arm around Prime and held her hand as they fell asleep.

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