<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><div style="text-align: center"><a class="link link--external" href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n99/vampiregirl22/screen.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> Hikaru Kimiko</a>​</div></span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4682b4"><br/>
Hikaru drifted peacefully, barely aware of anything. Not the passage of time, nor the bleak grey surroundings. Nothing but her sister. She was keenly aware of her other half's misery. While she herself radiated peace and serenity, Tsukiko gave off an air of boredom and extreme irritation. <br/>
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<i>They only did what they thought was right. They were afraid of us.</i> She explained patiently, just as she had been doing for the last five hundred years. Hikaru didn't like this anymore then her sister. She missed living things, people, animals, plants...the sun on her face. But she knew the day would come when they would be set free, and she clung to that thought, and it brought her peace. <i>Soon. I can feel it, we'll be freed. <br/>
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And then it happened. Light seemed to flare in the pale grey of the plane and Tsukiko, who had been floating by her side only moments ago was gone, pulled into the light, which was quickly growing to envelope her.<br/>
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Another gem, bright blue in color, detached from the shrine wall. She could hear her sister calling to her as she began to materialize in the cave beside her. The glow of the gem faded as Hikaru grew more solid in shape and form, until she was whole and standing on solid ground for the first time in centuries. <br/>
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Breathing deeply she took the time to relish their new found freedom, breathing in the air. It was stale so far into the cave, but right now it was the most wonderful thing she could imagine. “Its amazing isn't it?” <br/>
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Her eyes opened, revealing deep blue irises. The very first thing her vision lit on was the man who had freed them. Unlike Tsukiko, the first thing she noticed about the man were his injuries. Moving to kneel beside him she looked him over carefully. “ It doesn't matter how he found us. Look he's hurt.” She chided the other lightly. <br/>
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Reaching out a hand she meant to heal him, thinking better of her actions she paused, her hand hovering over his arm. “If you like I could heal you?”</span>