Interlude: In My Mind

Oktava slowly felt her mind detach from her body, agonisingly felt her body grow taut and her stomach lurching.
It was the same thing every time.
Every time she truly lost a battle. Each time something truly bad happened that she hadn't been able to stop.

He just stood there, like a menacing shadow behind here, and she felt so small, even though she sensed a mighty flame growing deep inside of her.
They both knew that once she'd gotten herself together again, managed to push the past scenario aside, she'd be one step from slapping him from here to the next millenium.
They both wondered why she even bothered, though. Nothing would change. She might feel better for a moment, but not a thing would be different.

Devine as they were, they had not the power to go back in time and change events. They could only interfere right then and there, directly on the spot.
They were not even sure if the upper Gods and Godesses had such powers. They didn't communicate with them much.
They hadn't even seen them. Not even once. Not any of them.
All there was to their little world was a God, a Godess, the voices up there...and that helpless, tiny, spinning globe down there.
It was like a toy, the earth, a new shiny toy that stood in danger of being broken when the two kids who owned it were playing. And then the parents had to do something about it; send them back to their play pen. The Neutral Spot, a vast desert, hot and merciless.

There they would calm down.

Faust thought with some pride about what he had just done. The aggresive residents of the earth were always fun to mangle with.
Of course, he could make anyone he'd like to go bonkers, but there were different degrees of work that had to be put into each of the subjects.
And Faust had been feeling a bit lazy lately. So he had chosen an easy target.
Not to worry, he told himself, there'll be other chances...other subjects...and I think I handled this one quite well. Surely I have ruined his life, and whatever hope he dared to have about ever...ha, the fool!

Oktava got back on her feet, still thinking about that unfortunate reptile. What pain he was forced to go through! If only he was stronger...
She imagined him once again thrusting the brick into a helpless face-- she felt sick. She had seen more disgusting things than anyone on earth could ever picture, but yet, each time she felt sick.
The only other she could relate to now stood in front of her with that same, wicked grin that she'd seen since-- ever since she could remember.
That grin that made her want to slap and slap until her palm began to bleed. Nothing else could bring out that reaction with her.
In all other situations, she remained perfectly calm, never angry.

Their personalities changed once out of the desert, and they never knew. From soul mates to bitter rivals, again and again the same circulation.
They could only recollect all when in their play pen. Out here, they never knew what they really felt about each other.

Oktava and Faust both thought about two of their toys at the same time.
It was the doomed, lost, red-haired girl, and the youngest reptile who now found himself in a pit of depression-- inwardly, Oktava cried, and Faust, he laughed out loud, not hiding anything.
She decided to rescue her, and him, once and for all.

At the exact same time, Faust settled that he wanted to make their lives into living hell.

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