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Green Eyes Killer	By : Isabelle_Jennings Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 3964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART 16: THE WAY OF THE WORLD
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--- LILHY ---
Silver had somehow drawn her into a conversation about what she'd like her future with Talia to look like, as well as what Silver thought her own future with Ivy would be like, which mostly had just gotten down to a game of 'wouldn't it be nice if...'. Somehow, she found it strangely easy to talk with this woman; even cathartic. She seemed to just know what things to say and what things Lilhy, who'd always considered herself a very private person, didn't want to talk about--and she could push her just that little bit more that made it feel like she was happy someone cared to ask, but not so much as she would think it too personal or too unpleasant to get into.
Whatever happened in their futures, Lilhy found herself hoping Silver and Ivy would be a part of her and Talia's lives.
She was just laughing at something Silver said that had surprised her (Silver also had a wit that, in a good way, tended to catch you off guard), when she looked over and saw Talia fainting in M'gann's arms. "What on Earth..." She was up on her feet and running across the lawn before she could even think about it.
"What did you do to her!?" She demanded, kneeling down and looking at her lover's face.
"What happened?" Silver asked more calmly, if with concern, coming up behind her.
"It's alright; she's fine." M'gann spoke soothingly, touching Lilhy's face; the knowledge of what she'd done becoming apparent to her through M'gann's telepathy.
"She's... You're giving her memories of her mother back to her..." Lilhy looked up into M'gann's face with wonder. "She wanted you to..."
"Yes." M'gann answered softly. "I can carry her to your room for you, if you want?" She offered.
"It's... It's going to take a while, isn't it? Until the morning, probably..." Lilhy spoke out loud the information, the understanding, M'gann had given to her.
"Probably." M'gann allowed, touching Lilhy's face.
Lilhy jerked away and glared a little at the other woman.
"...I'm sorry I scared you; I should have... I should have let you know first." M'gann offered a little helplessly; apparently... embarrassed?
"You both should have; yes." Lilhy answered, looking down at Talia and feeling angry with her, while still feeling a little scared--despite knowing she probably didn't need to be. "...Silver, could you carry her for me, please?" She asked softly.
"Um, yeah... okay." Silver agreed, looking to M'gann and offering a conciliatory shrug; which annoyed Lilhy for some reason. She knelt down and took Talia from M'gann.
"You're upset with me... I'm sorry; really." M'gann offered uneasily, obviously trying to appease her. It wasn't working; it just grated on her nerves actually, making her momentarily reconsider her plans for the future--and whether it wouldn't be wiser to just take her lover away from all this and find a nice uncomplicated corner of the world and settle down there. Fuck everything and everyone else--maybe even Jean Paul. Of course, all this allowing that they'd even really be allowed to leave.
"Ready." Silver spoke; standing up and carrying Talia with apparently negligible effort--which still amazed Lilhy a little.
"Lilhy, I, um... Please don't be mad at me?" M'gann offered.
"Just...!" Lilhy turned on her, about to yell at her; but she couldn't quite think what to say or get up the nerve to say it. That, and the sincere remorse on M'gann's face was a little hard to stay mad at; which was also annoying. Looking at her, she wanted to trust her; wanted to trust all of this--she'd started to; started to think that Talia might have been right to trust these people--that this really might all be what it seemed. Then this happened and her fears were all back in full force. "I'm sure I'll get over it... After she wakes up and I know she's alright." She spoke stiffly, turning away; Silver following after her.
"It'll be okay." She heard Silver say, though she wasn't sure who she'd said it to; her or M'gann, or maybe both. She couldn't help but be a little offended at Silver. She felt like Silver was -her- friend, more than she was M'gann's at least, so she should be on -her- side.
Silver came up beside her. "M'gann and Talia; they're close, right? I'm sure M'gann wouldn't have done this if she thought it would hurt her. You know that right?" Silver offered.
Lilhy didn't say anything until they got to the house where she held the door open for her friend and her lover.
"Just because a person knows something, doesn't make it true." She answered finally as the door closed. "You should know that as much as me."
"I should know that, huh?" Silver asked a little pointedly; just a wisp of humor in her voice.
Lilhy shook her head a little. "I just... I hate this. I hate her for this; I can't help it."
"Hate who?" Silver asked as they made their way through the house.
"M'gann; her." She referred to Talia. "Maybe even you a little." She confessed.
"Me? What did I do?" She asked, sounding a little hurt.
"You're supposed to be -my- friend, not hers." She explained a little defensively; though she knew she was being petty, she couldn't help it. She was feeling vulnerable about this. And she hated the feeling. But it was what it was and she was who she was; no helping it.
"I -am- your friend." Silver defended, sounding like she took some offense at Lilhy questioning that. Which, actually did make her feel a little better for some reason.
"So, why didn't you take my side?" She asked quietly.
"You..." She sighed. "Why are you being like this?" She asked, a little annoyed.
That she was annoyed also made Lilhy feel a little better. Not nearly enough better, but a little; and that was something. "Oh, never mind, alright? ...I'm being unreasonable probably; I know that." She allowed as she held the door to her and Talia's room open for her friend.
"Lilhy..." Silver began as she sat Talia down on the bed gently.
"I just hate her for this, alright? I want to hurt her..." She clenched her fists and met Silver's eyes, glaring at her.
"M'gann?" Silver asked gently.
"Fuck yes." Lilhy answered in a little of a frustrated growl, going over and sitting by her lover on the bed.
"...Why?" Silver asked more gently still, sitting down on the bed with her.
"...She's mine... She's meant to be mine, alright?" She confessed a little bitterly. "And... And that... That damn alien slut; she just..."
"Hey!" Silver exclaimed forcefully. "I know you're mad at her--I get it--but you don't call her that! You shouldn't call anyone that." She spoke fiercely.
Lilhy just looked into her friend's eyes, feeling a little lost. Silver obviously felt strongly... "Fine; I'm sorry then. Can you just go please?" She asked, annoyed and frustrated.
"...No; I'm not leaving like this." Silver answered, reaching out and placing her hand over Lilhy's. "Talk to me; I -am- your friend, Lilhy--you know that, right?"
Lilhy looked up and met her eyes; emotions feeling a little jagged. "Didn't I tell you--just because you know something, it doesn't make it true."
"I... Fuck; will you just quit it already?" Silver demanded. "...Tell me what's wrong, Lilhy; just... Just tell me; okay?"
"...Fine." She answered a little bitterly.
"...Well?" Silver asked when Lilhy didn't immediately answer.
"Well what?" She glared at her friend. "I'm thinking, alright? Damn it..." She tried to think of what to say. She wasn't used to this. Having to talk like this. She talked with Talia--of course she did--but it wasn't like this. Whenever they had an argument, it just kind of turned into a sex thing. It was so much easier to talk to her after that; feeling relaxed, satisfied... happy... safe... loved. The only other friend she'd had, Jean Paul; he was as bad at sharing his feelings as she was, so they pretty much both avoided it as a rule--unless one of them needed to get something off their chest, in which case the other would mostly just listen and make agreeable noises or something. Silver was, well, different...
To her credit though, she waited patiently for her to collect her thoughts. "I hate the idea of... Of that woman; I hate the idea of her in my lover's head. I hated it when it first happened, and I hate it even more now. And I know; I know the first time, it helped her get... past some things. Get past... him... and her father. And... And I suppose I'm grateful for that. But... I thought that was the end of it. It -should- have been the fucking end of it. She had no business being in her head again; none! She's meant to me mine, Silver, mine! No one else's; certainly not hers..."
"...Oh, Lilhy..." Silver spoke, rubbing her hand over hers a little.
"I know; she was just trying to... To help or something, but... Fuck, I hate it, Silver. I hate her. I hate... It shouldn't be that easy. None of this... None of this feels like... She basically raped you; you... You realize that; don't you?" She met Silver's eyes a little defiantly. She hadn't really wanted to get into this; but if Silver really wanted to talk about this, she wasn't going to dance around it for her sake when Silver wasn't affording her the same option.
"I... What; what are you talking about?" She asked, a little coldness seeping into her tone.
"I'm saying: Ivy basically raped you, Silver. She took you and made you kill for her; made you have sex with her whenever she wanted--you were essentially her pretty little puppet woman, weren't you? And then you're free, and you're just, what? In love with her? It's just that easy? Doesn't anything about that seem wrong to you?" She asked.
"...You don't understand..." Silver answered softly, looking down at their joined hands.
"Maybe I don't; maybe I don't want to..." She grabbed her friend's hand and held it tight. "Maybe you need someone who doesn't know anything about all this telling you just what it looks like?" Silver met her eyes. "Maybe you just can't see it yourself."
Silver smiled a little. "Maybe I can't." She admitted softly. "I don't know."
"So?" Lilhy asked.
"So? So nothing, Lilhy." She answered gently. "So I love her; and even if what you're saying might be partly true, it really... It just doesn't matter. I can't not be in love with her; and I don't want to be." She sighed. "Would I have rather it all happened differently? I... I don't know. I probably never will know. Are you telling me you'd rather you and Talia had never come here; had never met M'gann--that she'd never have done what she did for Talia?"
"...Maybe. Maybe I would... Maybe I would have liked her to have been able to have made the choice on her own. Maybe I'd have liked to know if..."
"If she would have chosen you?" Silver put forward. "On her own, you mean."
"Yes!" Lilhy answered, looking down at her lover meaningfully. "...Don't you wish that? Don't you want to know if you'd have chosen to be with Ivy on your own?"
"...Not really." Silver admitted. "I'm sure I would have. And I know you'll say just because I know it doesn't make it true, but just... Just trust me on this; it's true, okay? For me... For me, it'll always be true."
Lilhy smiled a little ruefully at that. "Then I suppose I might just envy you a little... If she ever did to me what Ivy did to you, I think... I'm not at all sure I wouldn't kill her with my bare hands." She spoke softly.
Silver was silent. "You wouldn't... You wouldn't really do that; would you?" She asked gently.
"Who knows?" Lilhy answered simply. "...When it comes to her, I find I can never reliably predict my own emotions. I'm often surprised by what I will and what I won't do."
"...Join the club." Silver replied a little ironically.
"...Would you permit it, Silver? Having another woman mess around in your lover's head; not knowing what she may be doing in there?" She asked a little bitterly.
"Um, well... I don't know. Maybe. If it were M'gann, I probably wouldn't have a problem with it much, if it's what Ivy wanted too." She told her honestly. "But then again, I wouldn't mind it if she and M'gann or she and someone else made love together either; so maybe I'm not the best comparison."
Lilhy just looked at her, a look of shock and confusion on her face. "...You can't be serious." She answered skeptically. "You're joking, right?"
"Nope. I'm just wired that way I guess; always have been." She admitted. "It's gotten me into trouble sometimes. I've been called a slut, or worse, more than once, if I'm going to be honest. That's probably why I just... I really don't like that word much."
"I... I'm not sure what to say to that..." Lilhy admitted.
"There's nothing -to- say really; I guess I just... Love who I love. I mean -I've- never really understood why people would be the other way about it. You know; possessive and everything... Not really; not in my heart ...Not that I think there's something wrong with monogamy or anything; It'd be heaven, just me Ivy for the rest of our lives if she that's what she wanted... That's not even a question..." Silver explained.
"...What does she want?" Lilhy asked.
"...I don't know; she... hasn't really said for sure. She assumed that's how it would be I guess, just her and me; then Lina surprised her by kissing her in the hallway earlier. She used to be so in love with her, back in college, you know? With Lina? The feelings haven't gone away, at least not all of them. I told her I wouldn't mind sharing. I mean, I like Lina a lot. I don't think I'd have any problem falling in love with her in fact... I think it could be a really good thing, actually. Which, you know, my telling Ivy that was apparently only slightly less of a shock to her than it was to you just now. So... I think she's mostly just kind of... confused about it for now." She finished her sort of rambling confession.
Lilhy just sort of shook her head a little. "We're very different people, aren't we, Silver St. Cloud? Strange then, that I'd still want so much to be your friend, isn't it?" She asked, meeting Silver's eyes.
"Mm, maybe. Does it really matter through?" She asked.
"No... I guess it really doesn't, does it?" Lilhy replied truthfully. Silver was her friend, of course she knew that. She knew that now even more in fact; even for only having known her a short time--because Silver had stayed with her and still wanted to help, even after being so rudely dismissed. She knew also, of course, that she wouldn't take Talia away to that far off corner of the world either. Nor would she leave Jean Paul dead; most especially not that. She felt a stab of guilt for thinking that before. He'd been such a good friend to her; to have thought of abandoning him so for her own sake was... It shamed her that she had. Besides, practicality would out, wouldn't it? They had to deal with Talia's father, or he would probably not cease until she were dead and Talia bound to a man of his choosing, bearing him the grandsons he wished from her. A thought that sickened her to the core. M'gann was their way to that end, to his end; she knew it, and though she hated it far less than she hated the other alternative, that hardly made her feel much better about it all. It made her wish she were the Martian in this equation, in fact; that she were the one with the power--the one who could rescue Talia from all of her troubles...
"...M'gann would probably, you know, back off, if she knew you felt like this about it." Silver offered.
"...Perhaps I -should- have a talk with her... At some point..." She allowed. "I'm just... How sure are you that she can be trusted?" She asked.
"Um, well, pretty sure I guess. Why? Why wouldn't we trust her?" Silver asked.
"Why wouldn't we..." Lilhy pinched the bridge of her nose. "Why wouldn't we trust her? How can you even... Silver, she could literally make us think anything she wanted to; tell me that's not true. We're completely at her mercy, and she's already proven she'll betray her friends if she thinks there's a better offer. How are you not badly scared of her?"
Silver smiled and shook her head a little. "Well, three things really." She replied.
"Uh-huh; well, tell me then." She asked, actually really wanting to know. The truth was, she'd been scared since this whole thing had started and she'd been forced against her will by M'gann to walk in from the van outside this house. She'd have been a fool not to be, the way she saw things. She'd mostly just gone along with everything because she figured it would be more dangerous not to. And she'd tried to make friends with Silver mostly so she'd have an ally, not because she'd genuinely had an interest in making a friend. And she hadn't confided most of her fears to Talia, because she'd been afraid of what M'gann might do if she did. She hadn't for a moment thought it all that likely that the Martian woman was as sincere as Talia seemed to think she was in her offer to just let them go if that's what they wanted.
"One: Obviously, if she -were- inclined to make us think whatever she wanted us to think, then you -obviously- wouldn't be thinking what you're thinking right now, I'm sure." Silver told.
"Obviously." Lilhy agreed, already having considered that of course. It didn't mean M'gann was trustworthy though, it was just as possible if not more so that she simply didn't consider her to be any sort of threat; which was, of course, true. Lilhy knew she stood about as much chance in any sort of confrontation with M'gann M'orzz as would a sparrow against a hurricane.
"Second: She can't actually do that; at least not where Nina, Ivy, or I are concerned. We all know what happened the last time she tried to 'tune in' to our wavelength." She told her.
"Mm. And the third thing?" Lilhy asked, having to admit that the first two things did make her feel somewhat better, at least.
"I just don't think she'd do that; even if she could. I trust her, I guess. She's done nothing but try to help us, hasn't she?" She asked. "Is it really fair to mistrust her just because she has more power than we do?"
Lilhy shook her head a little. "I'd trust her more if she'd stay out of my lover's head." She answered bitterly. She knew she was, perhaps, being at least somewhat unreasonable and unfair about this, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help feeling... well, what Silver had assessed. Possessive. Talia felt like hers. The feeling had just grown in her the longer she'd been with her. Each time they'd kissed. Every look, every touch, made Lilhy want Talia for herself just that much more.
"Well, like I said, you could just talk with her about it." Silver offered.
"Right. So she'll 'back off'..." Lilhy finished softly.
"Lilhy..." Silver tried.
"No, you know, maybe I'm jealous? Maybe that's it." She offered, still looking at Talia's sleeping form, avarice and desire tugging at her heart.
"...Jealous?" Silver asked.
"Maybe I wish it had been me. That it could have been me. That it could be me... That I could have been the one to go into her mind and get her to see things... See herself like M'gann was able to. That I could; that I had the power to slay her father for her--burn down anyone and anything thing that threatened her. That I could... protect her. Be her... Be her everything." She confessed.
"...You can be her everything without burning people to death with eye lasers, Lilhy... Come on, you can... You have to believe that..." Silver urged.
Lilhy smiled a little. "...I think the world has, perhaps, been kinder to you than me." Lilhy replied a little sadly.
"...What do you mean?" Silver asked.
"Only what I suspect your Ivy already has learned. That in this world, if you want something, you have to be able to take it; to keep it. And for that, you need strength. Power. Even ruthlessness." Lilhy told her. "There is no fairness, kindness, or justice inherent in anything ...Least of all, love."
"...You're right of course." Silver answered softly. "But you're wrong too."
"...What do you mean?" Lilhy asked.
"The world isn't any of those things. The green of the world, they struggle for things--for light and warmth and water, but... Believe me, if you asked a plant what fairness or justice or kindness was, they wouldn't know what you were asking. They would know of love, in their won way, but mostly they just... are. The things you're talking about, they aren't in the world--they're in us, or they're not. They're things that people control. If everyone in the world decided to be fair and just and kind and loving, then the world you're talking about would be those things. It would be just that easy I think." She told gently.
"...Then why don't we, I wonder." Lilhy answered, still looking down at Talia.
"Some people do. Ivy at least tries very hard to, for instance. It's all she wants I think, you know, besides me I suppose. And maybe Lina." She allowed. "It's up to you, I guess, whether you think she's going about it in the right way. If you want to be a part of it."
Lilhy looked over and met her friend's eyes. "...Then I suppose I might be part of the problem then. Mostly, all I want is her. Her, you, a few other friends maybe, and Jean Paul back, and no one trying to take that from me, and I'd be happy. Do you think badly of me for that?" She asked.
Silver smiled softly. "Sunlight, water, clean air, earth, and good company. That's all a lot of plants want too. I could hardly think badly of you for wanting the same things, now could I?" She replied, caressing her arm a little to show she meant it.
Lilhy smiled, and she felt a little like a weight had been lifted from her somehow. "Thanks Silver... for being my friend." She answered softly. "I think I badly needed one."
"You're welcome. But, you know, it goes both ways. I'm... I'm really glad you're here, Lilhy. It means a lot to me, to have someone I can talk to like this."
"...You can't talk to Ivy like this?" She asked softly.
"Nope; no objectivity there. I like kissing her too much." She admitted.
Lilhy smiled. "There is that... If you were Talia, we would definitely have been having sex by now." She admitted back.
"Even if you were arguing?" Silver questioned.
"-Especially- if we were arguing." Lilhy told her, stroking Talia's face. "...Can I just--I think I just want to sit with her for a while--is that okay?" She asked her friend, meeting her eyes again.
"Sure, of course." Silver agreed easily. "Have... Have a good night." She offered, getting up from the bed.
"You also." Lilhy replied, looking back to her lover.
"...Lilhy..." Silver spoke, standing by the door.
"Yes?" Lilhy asked.
Silver just looked into her eyes for a few moments then shook her head. "Nothing, sorry... Have a good night."
"...Have a good night, Silver." She answered back, wondering to herself a little what Silver would have said if she'd said what she'd been thinking. She decided though, that if Silver had something important to tell her, she'd get to it in her own time.
She turned her attention back to Talia then and went over to her; looking raptly at her face, and feeling that just... tug, on her heart, like she was powerless against it. That wanting... Wanting this woman to be hers. She touched her face, her lips, with her fingertips. "This face; this... This body..." She touched her lover's chest and felt a shiver of yearning go through her. "Why does it torment me so?" She asked softly, moving down to kiss her in sleep. She felt her lover respond just a little, even in sleep, and it thrilled her; though she wasn't sure she wanted it to have quite that much on an effect on her own state of being. She'd never been sure about that; about how wise it had ever been to love this woman.
"All the trouble you cause me." She spoke to her. "All the... lust... I feel for you. They would say it was a sin; but they would lie, wouldn't they? They always lie." She kissed Talia's neck and smelled her scent, snuggling up to her a little and feeling like she was home. "You are my truth, Talia. My... My religion." She kissed her again. "I could... I could worship you, I think, in my weaker moments." She snuggled in closer and lay on top of her sleeping lover.
"When you looked into my eyes, for the first time, I think I knew even then... How easily you could drive me to this... How... How weak you would make me..." She got up on her hands and looked down into her lover's peaceful face. "And you knew it too, didn't you?" She spoke a little bitterly. "You knew--you knew I wouldn't leave you--wouldn't turn away from you, and all the while you were going to that man and taking your pleasures with him. Bedding him; when you knew how it hurt me. Knew I would still be there waiting... I should hate you; I know I should." She accused even more bitterly, sitting up and hooking her hand into her lover's shirt, then tearing it open, breaking off some of the buttons.
"Let that slut into your mind. Just like you let that whore into your bed instead of me." She took off Talia's bra and ripped away the rest of the buttons. "It's not right... But I just can't help it; I need you. In some place way down in me, I need you; like air I need you... But you aren't here, are you? Not all of you. It's not fair; you're never fair to me... Never, and I hate it... So..." She started to fondle and caress Talia's breasts, feeling more and more electric and just starting to burn hot inside as she did. "So I'm not going to be fair to you, either, Talia." She moved down and kissed her roughly. "Maybe I never will be again." She told as she undid her lover's pants and slid her fingers down insider her panties.
"It's so wrong..." She whispered into her lover's ears. "But I think I'm really liking this..." She admitted, nipping at her ear; her heart beginning to hammer in her chest when she heard Talia moan in her sleep.
"How wicked you make me... How much you ruin me..." She brought her mouth to her lover's right tit and began to suckle it; still wishing very much she would wake up--still angry with her that she would not--but still, unable to stop her desires from driving her on.
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