Aya:
> Do we feel any movement within us?
> Make our ultimate goal a nice spot on the foundation at the "top" of the castle.
> "So, Lady Nagae...what do you make of all this?"
> Squeeze her chest.
> Shift our other hand under her undergarments.
Ami:
> Don't have a home, huh...maybe we live with Miss Aya?
> Do we have a notebook?
> Do we know who we are?
> Do we know what we are?
> Read Miss Aya's note. Maybe it has some information we can use?
Aya:
> No. There was a bit earlier, like someone looking for something, but you guess they gave up or such.
> You question Iku , while she returns the gesture.
> "What do you? I'm sure you have more to say given you've been more involved, no? I've only noticed a problem in heaven before coming down here. Well, that and my own problems with the dragon palace, but none of those particular things seem to worry me anymore. Though, Eldest Daughter was starting to worry, I feel, so it's good it happened earlier rather than later. I wonder if she realized and left me in your care when she left, or if it's still weighing on her mind now."
Ami:
> So your boss and your benefactor...
> Yes.
> Yes. Well, name.
> You don't seem completely human. Maybe an angel? No, wouldn't that have a halo, or more beautiful wings? Maybe you're a Youkai.
> But both of those don't
really exist. But the wings on your back feel real. Are you some kind of mutant? Or a creator of such?
> You read the note...
> Okay... outside world means you are likely a mutant or test subject, at least, not fully human anymore. Maybe you were mixed with a bird?
> Okay, access to your boss's body. Uh, maybe you and these two other mentioned ones are closer with Aya than you thought. One's Suzaku, which seems familiar enough. You don't know about any of these other names though.
> Seems you're looking for information on someone's daughter? Maybe you're part of a criminal organization. Well, having wings and being in some otherworldly business that woulf make you refer to the rest of the world as the Outside World sounds shady enough. Maybe it's someplace underground.
> Now that you think about them, the wings, while feeling natural, feel... weird. Maybe a bit stiff? You're not sure if they're broken or if you haven't had them for long. Or maybe the bird part of you is dying?
>_