A Time of Solitude (Private)/ Defect

The day was a long one the polluted village being as stressful as ever to keep in tact. Everyone was working but was anything getting done? It seemed not, yet there were small things. People were still pouring into the repairing village. Amy found it amusing and yet not at the same time. She hated people hence is why she came to the shambles of a forest to rest. Her eyes were closed as she rested, finding herself in a daydream before it fell into a regular dream.

The area around her faded into the nightly black of her eye and her mind was blank a moment as she tried to piece together images. She was thinking of him again, naturally. Simple curiosity and yet strange how a single thought affects the subconscious. Her body was falling limp and she felt herself drift as if swept in the wind. She could hear her own breathing begin to level out.

Amy's dream; there's a reason it's in spoilers:

Amy returned to earth trying to hide a blush. Her fingers flew through her hair a moment as the nervousness slowly faded away. She would act like that never happened. Just a dream.. She reminded herself. Nothing more.. he won't.. He's busy with other things. Of course the only person she was convincing was herself and even that wasn't fully true. Shifting her body to her feet she regained her composure. Though her cheeks were still pink she ceased all thinking on the matter. Yet she still expected a response. Somehow she knew it wouldn't roll over the way she had ideally planned.

A voice echoed in her head and she gave a look of distaste. The sentence making her eyes slit and her lips twitch into a frown. Get the FUCK out of my head Ser. She screamed as loud as she could. Her mind projecting as hard as her ability would allow. In result making it sound almost as loud as a jet plane. Her eyes were dark rimmed showing fury. She had problems blocking out the man. She wondered if it was due to the fact she was bound to him. Their souls stuck together. Her mind would allow him almost all of the time. There was never a block in her mind for him. Well usually there wasn't unless in dream sequence she couldn't block him out. It must have been the length of time. How many years now? Well around four. Or at least that's what she thought.

Her eyes narrowed in the distance she could see bodies moving. Too many people.. there were too many people. She couldn't take it. Standing she scoffed softly to herself. This was ridiculous. Her body slumped and shirked a moment as she pulled a hood over her head. Her eyes softened as she could feel safe without people staring. Amy had an obvious fear of people. She hated crowded places and Ser, well he was one of the lucky few who knew Amy better than herself. He was the only person to actually KNOW her enough. She couldn't stand this. It was far too crowded. It gave her a panicked feeling. She would leave. She'd wanted to get away from others anyways. Socializing had never been her thing. Though she hated it she had to tell Ser her problem. This place is way too much.. too many people here, I'm leaving. Her voice was softer as she realized he'd probably make fun of her for asking his input in a roundabout way. Truth was she wanted him to come along with her.

Walking slowly and almost calculated she found herself rounding a corner. At the center of the village was the Dokukage's hut. She wouldn't stay here even if he wasn't leaving. There were too many bad memories anyways. Her eyes dipped and swept the area. With a swift and silent movement she walked in. Quickly, she slipped her headband of and set it on the steps of the entrance. She had no affiliations now. She would roam free; away from it all. Maybe then she could forgive and forget, but she wouldn't. Ser and her both knew that. Deep down she would seek vengeance, but for now it was a hushed feeling. A simple whisper on the wind. Only the future would tell if the anger would leave the girl. For now she was simply annoyed. A calm annoyed though. She was a little disdained at the fact that Ser would invade her personal dreams like that, but then again she had no privacy with him. He so kindly pointed that out at times too. He had manipulated the ability to leave her defenseless against his intrusions.

She didn't mind too much though. In return he'd let her see a few things and some of their most intimate moments could be found in the secrecy of their minds. No one would see everything and the memories were fond as they couldn't be by each other 24/7. She found that to be such a truthful notion. Besides she wasn't sure if she could handle him 24/7 he had a bad habit that pissed her off to no end. After sending thoughts to her frequently she'd get confused and end up shouting aloud. Then he'd act innocent. People assumed she was a schitzo because of this. Amy was infuriated, now she had expected it. The blow had softened but it was a hell of a lot more annoying when he did it constantly. After all she WAS sane.. well at least she thought so.

Her feet carried her slowly to the gates where she would stand and take in the surroundings. It seemed that she was stuck for a moment. There were a few memories locked down. A few that she would cherish, but none of her family. Her father was out there somewhere. What if she ran into that bastard in her travels. He had just left her when she wasn't something great. She rages a few minutes on the thought of meeting him before she decided she would deal with it when the time came. Now was not the time. No... now was the time to get the fuck OUT of this place. She hated it here and the more people joined the more she resented it. With a snort she turned away.

What awaited her outside the village? That she was unsure of. The only person she had cared for was Seryth. This village held nothing more to her. It was a milestone and it had passed. Forever she was locking it in the past. It made her grin to know no longer would she have to see these people. No more fake smiles and no more odd looks. No more of that same damn question over and over. What happened to your face? What're those scars from. The memories raged through her head wilder than a hurricane. That was it. That was all it too to make her leave. With another snort of a snooty way she kept walking; disowning herself from the village. They were in the past now. Some day she may come back, but that time was not yet here. When would it be? She was left unsure. However she knew it would. In a way she felt happy, but she hushed those thoughts. Those memories were the ones she hated most. Those were the ones that people could use the best against her. As well she felt almost evil for wanting that woman dead. Ser would not hear these thoughts. She refused to let him, yet she knew he knew. Sometimes she wondered if they were in tune enough to feel each other's emotions. Well if that were the case then he would be overwhelmed with a sudden rage of hatred. She didn't want that. Her mind settled and she finally closed herself off from her own thoughts. It was a time to be calm lest she get herself killed.

[exit/defect from doku]