Thread: Unearthing the Past [LadyAthene x Veinexes]

Kisara Ishizu Ishtar Both women's eyes widened as Seto dared to raise a clenched fist up and actually start bringing it down towards Kisara. You monster! Don't you dare ! Ishizu hissed, pulling Kisara closer in an attempt to shield the silver maiden's body. After all you've taken from her, she does deserve it! At least for now! You know the significance of that card and why it's so important to her?! What'd you expect from her? For her to have forgotten?! You're being a fool, more so than usual! Thankfully, something made Seto stop likely his own motives. Whatever the case had been, Ishizu was glad. She would have taken the hit in place of Kisara, albeit not in an overly eager manner. Only Ishizu looked up as Seto tried to demand the card back. Kisara's head stayed bowed. The next thing he'd notice were the tremors becoming more frequent as well as stronger. Finally, the quiet but unmistakable sounds of sniffling would be heard and even without seeing them directly, he could fairly guess she was crying. Akh ... Kisara repeated, her voice shaky as the word got caught in her own throat every now and again. Any doubts that Kisara might have been sobbing were likely gone now that he could hear her voice. Leave ! Ishizu repeated, shooting an infuriated glare towards Seto before looking back down to Kisara, beginning to rock her gently. A soft sigh passed the priestess's lips when Seto finally did exit the room. Though Ishizu's muscles relaxed, it wasn't as much as she would have wanted. Slowly, she helped Kisara up to her feet, standing up with the silver-haired woman. Aasifa ... Ishizu repeated, unable to offer more comfort to the shuddering Kisara. Akh ... she continued to murmur, whimpering every now and again. Ishizu grimaced, turning her head slightly for a few seconds before looking back in front of them. A quick examination hinted the room was likely some sort of office, perhaps a living room. Still, it did have one major item in particular she'd been looking for a couch. It wasn't a bed, no. But it would suffice as a makeshift one. Nekhet, Ishizu murmured softly, helping Kisara lie down. The two sets of blue eyes met as Kisara quietly stared up at the older woman. So many questions raced through her mind. Yet the more she looked at the priestess, the more it seemed like even she was as clueless as her. ... Is she a prisoner like yourself? Regardless, Kisara could deduce one certain thing compared to Seto, Ishizu was much more of a friend than the man. To think he may somehow be linked to the priest she knew made her sick. The Seto I knew never would have done something so ... so heinous! At least she wanted to believe that. In the end, words of any kind - curses, thanks, anything - failed to pass Kisara's lips. Both mental and physical fatigue overwhelmed her as she held the Blue Eyes card against her chest, swiftly falling asleep. Ishizu shook her head, sighing softly as she knelt on the floor beside the sleeping woman. Damnit, Seto, she mused under her breath, ... Just what have you done exactly? There are reasons these sorts of things are forbidden. Even back then, there was always a price ... She swallowed softly, wondering if even now that would somehow apply. ... Yet if it did, that didn't matter. The first priority was helping watch and care for Kisara. However, that didn't mean she wouldn't try to start on the second goal. Somehow ... I need to get a hold of Malik, Yugi, anyone that used to own the Millennium Items. If Seto had the Rod ... then the others may also be missing. They need to know, plain and simple. Going about informing them, though, would no doubt be the hardest part. After all, she was literally in Seto's domain. And even without having been here before, his tournaments and mindset all hinted one thing about him. The man was infamous - also suggested by some of the others - for security. Lo and behold, a simple lift of her head did reveal at least one small security camera that were it not for the fact she was looking for them, Ishizu would have missed. So ... getting a hold of people would indeed have to wait. The realization made her sigh as she laid down on the floor, allowing Kisara to rest on the couch beside her.