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“You smell tasty miss,” yes such a great conversation starter but really saiko was hungry,  no. more like starving. This individual was the onewho stopped near aogiri headquarters, there had to be some sort of lesson to teach this girl.

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She was only going through the motions of killing at this time, she didn’t particularly enjoy such things but she had been told to, if she simply listened things would be so much easier for her.

“I’ve finished Mr.Tatara,” The tone she used was blank much like the look that was on her face. “Is there anything else you need me to do?”

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With a flick of eto’s finger saiko knew what to do, they had trained her well in these past few months (or was it weeks?) there was periods of time she had purposely blocked out, most of which was before she had came to aogiri.

(She didn’t even remember who she was before all this torture)

Soft steps were taken down the hallway eto motioned for her to leave for, and as she met with numerous investigators they were slain, this was no longer the useless girl she used to be to those at the ccg.

She smelt someone, a person she was told not to fight unless necessary, that of a special class. Somehow the scent seemed familiar, if she had met this person before she didn’t know how she would have survived.

[So hungry still]

Her pale hand clutched at the robe she wore as her eyes caught sight of a snow white haired individual, His being shouted ‘familiar’ and for a moment her eyed flickered from snow white hair to bi-coloured hair, then back. 

Her bi-coloured eyes lowered to the case he held, so this was one of an executive class, the highest there was, she wouldn’t be able to kill him.

[Doesn’t matter who, Eto said no battling or talking with executive]

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She had been locked in here for quite some time since their last visit, she wasn’t sure of who they exactly were, all she knew was that they taunted her, they tortured her, somehow the physical aspect was less than that of the mental torture, her bodey could put up with the pain after being converted. Her mind however had been permanently altered.

She felt as though she had blocked out so many things, things that used to be important to her, things that were behind a barrier now, a door opened. the weak girl merely answered in an emotionless tone to the person. 

“I didn’t eat, Ididn’t eat like you asked,” just through this one could tell she was a broken soul.

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✖ - a repressed memory

it’s kinda um bad so

mentions of torture and cannibalism

The taunting voices badgered on, leaking their way into her subconscious, something about her family and murdering them…honestly saiko had been trying to tune them out for hours already, it had started when the small girl came in a malicious aura around her.

She whispered things about killing the people she cared about, being easily able to name several of them and also where she could find them, this was all before a phyisical torturing session.

SHEWOUDNTHEALSHEWOULDNTHEAL

She had been force fed something to help her heal, it tasted disgusting to her not unlike that of rotten meat, the voices still babbled on .

[Hurt family, killed, her fault, hers]

[Uselessuselessuselessuseless USELESS]

Tears fell as these voices persisted, perhaps she had truly gone insane in only a matter of days, the physical torture was easy to take but the mental was sending her off the edge.

“My fault? mine? family?shirazu? dead?….is it my fault?”

The only way to keep what little shreds of her  sanity left she had to repress something, and maybe repressing any memory of the quinx house would be ideal in this situation.