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(A familiar face, perhaps? Drogon is bigger than he was before, much too big to perch on her shoulder and his expressions are easier to see. Can a Dragon be worried? He certainly looks it, his low growls rumbling, unsure, at his mother's side.)

I feel like I saw this place in a dream. (The sensation of rain pouring down, blurring the lines of the buildings and washing the ash from her clothes forces her to breathe.) Is this what awaits everyone? Are these the Night Lands?

(She glances at Drogon, his eyes flaring fire bright.)

I must be alive. Unless you have learned how to fly far indeed! (Bending down, breaking herself out of her frozen state, she caresses her boy's scaly cheek.)

Does anyone recognize us?

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Expect me soon, then. I will bring food.

[After all, she doesn't know how long it will be before Daenerys can go out to get something to eat, and the weather certainly wouldn't be safe for a dragon Drogon's size to fly around in.]

Thank you. I will repay you. (While she waits, she dries Drogon and finds a simple robe to wear instead of her soaked clothes. Hopefully Kagura won't mind her being under-dressed.)

[It's not long before Kagura arrives, clothes soaked through and dripping, but otherwise safe and sound. She has two plastic bags full of food - in one, fruits, vegetables, and a loaf of bread, and in the other, meat. She's grateful that she's accustomed to this world enough to know instinctively that the plastic bags will not weaken the way paper ones will when wet.

She doesn't know exactly how long it will last Daenerys and Drogon, but it should be a few days' worth at least, and possibly enough for a week. It's easier to estimate the appetite of an adult human woman than it is to estimate the appetite of a growing dragon.]

This is the first time I've ever bothered to lock my window when leaving my apartment.

[Normally she would just leave via the window, but today? Nope, not interested in returning to a flooded apartment.]

I wonder if the weather is this bad in Amegahara.

(Poor woman! Daenerys has towels ready and blankets too. What she lacks, unfortunately, is another robe or change of clothes. But if Kagura isn't shy, she is more than welcome to strip down to her skin and nestle under a blanket.)

You've brought so much! (She breathes, grateful as she takes the bags and goes about sorting the food. Some of the meat is given directly to Drogon, who devours the pieces uncooked. He must have been hungry!)

Where is Amegahara? (Daenerys glances up at the other woman curiously.) And please, make yourself comfortable. I wish I could give you a change of clothes.

I wasn't sure how long the storm would last, so I thought I would bring enough to last up to a week.

[Kagura hesitates for only a moment before stripping down and grabbing a couple of towels. While her body is quite human looking and there's nothing that Daenerys wouldn't have seen before for the most part, there is the large spider shaped mark that covers the majority of Kagura's back. She wraps one towel around her body, and drapes the other over her shoulders before pulling her hair out of its bun and letting it tumble down to its full wavy waist-length.]

Amegahara is an oasis out in the wastelands. It's safer to travel there now than it was at first.

Thank you. (She crouches down to stroke Drogon's back as he eats, rewarded with the happy rumbles of a satisfied Dragon. Then she rises and catches sight of Kagura, her cheeks pinking. There is nothing she hasn't seen before, yet that doesn't stop the other woman from being beautiful. Even that mark is...alluring. In its own way.

Why a spider?) I may have to see it for myself.

(And since there is no point in pretending she didn't see, she asks:)

Why are you marked with a spider?

I own a house there now, although I still have my apartment here. You're welcome to visit.

[And at that question, her posture visibly stiffens. She isn't sure of exactly how much Daenerys remembers of their past conversations.]

Ah...it's a bit complicated. Do you remember what I told you about my enemy?

It would be nice to get away from the city. (Drogon needs a place to fly free and enjoy the sky.

Daenerys leans against the counter and dries her hair with a towel.)

Mm...a little. Was he the one who branded you?

[She remembers that the enemy in question was a he, at least. Kagura thinks for a moment on how to explain it in the least complicated way possible.]

Sort of, but the mark is not a brand.

[And this is where it gets more complicated, but she'll try to make it make sense.]

I was created rather than born. Naraku had the ability to absorb other youkai and then create new and powerful ones. Imagine melting down the metal from knives and other objects and then using it to forge a sword. It was a little like that, only with living beings. He had a mark like this from one of the first youkai he absorbed, and it was passed on to my siblings and I.

[It's moments like these that really make it stand out to Kagura just how bizarre her life has been. Thankfully, Daenerys has proven to be an open minded and accepting friend. As an afterthought, she adds,]

I have no idea if it was put on our backs on purpose or if it just happened when we were created. I would hardly be surprised if he marked us deliberately, though.

(Aren't they always? ~~A sexist view, but men have proven to be a thorn in her side for a long time.~~)

So more of a birthmark than a brand. (A strange, eerie connection and one that likely haunts Kagura. I will break the wheel. She had once dreamed of breaking chains too, setting everyone on equal footing - more or less. No more slaves.)

I take it he does not treat you well?

Yes, much more like a birthmark.

[One she's not fond of, though she accepts it's part of her body, and it will regenerate whenever her injuries heal.]

That would be an understatement. He liked to tell me that he held my life in the palm of his hand. When he finally freed me, it was only to startle me long enough to deal a blow that would slowly and painfully kill me.

[She skips the graphic details of all of it, keeping to the information that's most important to know.]

I've been training and growing stronger so that if he ever comes here, I can return the favour.

(What happened to her pales in comparison to what has befallen Kagura. Daenerys shifts closer to the other woman, gently carding her fingers through Kagura's hair. The motion is meant to comfort - something she herself likes to feel in times of stress.)

I'm sure you are stronger than him. Someone that cruel couldn't imagine you posing a viable threat. He thinks he knows you better than you know yourself.

(She has met men like him. And burned them alive.)

[It does feel pleasant, and she in turn moves a little closer. While she was never a very touchy feely person prior to coming here, Chroma has changed that. Now, she very much enjoys contact, so long as she enjoys the other person's company.

As nice as Daenerys' words are, Kagura gently corrects her with an explanation.
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He was well aware of the threat I could pose. One of his powers allowed him to cause my heart pain intense enough to bring me to my knees. He made certain he had the means of taking down every youkai he created, one way or another.

[She will happily insult Naraku at any given opportunity, but she can begrudgingly acknowledge that he's not stupid.]

He only underestimated me a little. He didn't expect me to learn his weakness, much less share it with people who considered me an enemy before.

[And it's here that Kagura relaxes, both from her friend's touch, and because she did get some closure in the end.]

A friend from a later point in time from my world was here before. He told me my sacrifice was not in vain.

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