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 Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 3:26 am
((Set immediately after this conspiracy theory Dallol has developed for herself. =3))
Dallol hadn't any idea as to where she was heading or where she should go to be honest. All she knew at the moment was that she needed to find one of these White Moon senshis or the knights whom she was meant to be a part of so that she could get some of the answers to her questions and maybe give them a piece of her mind with regards to this war that they had dragged her into.
She might be gradually coming to accept this as part of her destiny or fate or whatever higher purpose sounding word people always loved to link to troublesome things such as these, but that didn't mean that she liked the role she had been tasked with or bore any love towards the strangers she was expected to have to work with. Remarque had filled her in on the truth and she would have nothing more to do with them and the leader that they served. She would not allow herself to become a mere puppet towards furthering the destruction of the Earth and those whom she cared for.
By the time she had even realized it, Dallol was up on a rather sturdy branch of a tree at the park, hidden from plain view by the leaves around her. Gripping tightly onto her ladle, she took a deep breath and then waited to see if any energy signature other that that of a Dark Mirror Senshi's or Negaverse agent would come along. One of the White Moon senshis or their allies probably would since they were trying to track her down through her ladle after all.
Lithia_Brandon I couldn't resist incorporating the prompt into their RP so I hope that you're fine with this arrangement! ^^
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2013 12:30 am
Camelot sighed as he walked along, feeling worn down by the constant feeling of nagging anxiety. He had not figured out what it was, really, though now he had his own ideas about it after talking to a few others about it.
He padded along, dragging his feet. He had been up too long, too many times in a row, and he was exhausted.
He sensed someone nearby and decided to head toward it. It gave him a bit of energy, knowing there was someone nearby. It was something else to focus on, and he could always use that, especially recently. He found her soon enough, smiling and looking as harmless as he could.
For a man wearing full armor and carrying a large shield. But at least his aura was friendly.
"Hello, there," he said, brightly enough.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 4:50 am
How had he..? Dallol was pretty sure that her impromptu cover was perfect. There was no way that anyone could see her up here unless one were to scrutinize the foliage but even then there was no reason that Camelot would do that in the first place either. And that was when she remembered the aura that all of them were supposed to have as Remarque had informed her on the evening of her awakening.
Right.
So much for her initial grand plan of springing a preemptive attack on Sir Knight. At least she could tell that they were of the same faction or division or whatever it was they were supposed to be from the familiar aura that was much alike her own. It was whopping huge like the Eternal Dark Mirror Senshi's too so that pretty much gave her an idea of the vast difference in strength between the both of them at this point. Didn't mean that she should turn tail and beat a hasty retreat now though. She could still accomplish what she had set out to do.
"Back at you." She called back, a scowl on her face as she stepped out of her hiding spot yet chose to remain on the branch above him. "Did the White Moon Senshi send you to hunt me down after doing something to my... ladle?" Not the type to beat around the bush, there was only hostility and maybe something akin to fear with regards to who she was pitting herself against both in her gaze and her voice as she folded her arms across her chest. She would get her answers then leave. Maybe kick him in the shins if he tried to stop her or bring her back to the side of the war that she supposedly belonged to. "What do you want?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 11:59 am
Camelot arched an eyebrow.
"What are you talking about? You are White Moon." He'd seen a few of these cases, where people decided to be crazy and believe in completely random things. He wasn't sure what happened to them, or how they were so convinced, but it was a little trying, sometimes.
"No one's done anything to your ladle, if you mean that strange feeling we've all been experiencing. No one knows what that is, or why it's happening. But it's common to all knights, whatever it is."
He assumed she was brand new, and maybe a bit gullible, and someone else had gotten into her head before anyone on the white moon side could explain her role.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2013 4:40 am
"Oh I know that already. I even know about the war we're fighting and how you treat those on your side." Dallol might not have said it explicitly but it was already apparent from the tone of her voice that she considered herself separate from the White Moon and what they stood for at this point. Frowning at Camelot's claims that what she was experiencing with her ladle was not dissimilar to that of all knights with their respective weapons as far as his knowledge served him, she lifted her ladle to point it in his direction and then made a feeble attempt at calling him out on his bluff.
"You're lying. My ladle was alright all this while until earlier this week and I didn't even use it to cook or serve soup other than waving it around." He had to be lying. There was no way that what he said was the truth since he was only saying that so that he could gain her trust and get her to join the White Moon and their cause. As if she would fall for all that. Ha! She was not going to be that stupid after Remarque had come along to give her the low down on everything she needed to know. "I have a feeling that you'll come looking for me eventually. It was only a matter of time."
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 5:03 pm
"How we treat those on our side?" He tilted his head and tried not to roll his eyes. Maybe he was in a bad mood, but the idea that he was running into yet another brainwashed newbie, only this time on his side, was testing the limits of his patience. He told himself not to react too badly, though, as these were the people that needed the most help.
Whether they wanted it or not.
"No, unfortunately, I'm not lying. Whatever this is, everyone is feeling it, and it is weighing heavily on our abilities to patrol. at least, that is how it's impacting me." It was making him tense and paranoid, and maybe a little bit irritable, because he just couldn't explain or understand it.
And he hated not knowing something, especially when others were asking for his help with it.
"And why do you think I will come looking for you? And why would that be a bad thing? You are on my side, the side of Order. Whatever it is you think, we take care of one another and we fight for those that need our help. Our role, as knights, is to defend the helpless and our fellows, and find a way to peace. I will not let this, or anything else, get between me and that end. And you shouldn't let outside forces color your instincts, either. You are a knight. Something in you was worthy of that title, and you were awakened to a calling. It's up to you to respond to that, or fail it."
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 4:45 pm
Things really weren't supposed to go this way. Dallol had asked a question and gotten an answer from Camelot. It was supposed to be a simple situation of her asking the questions and him providing the answers, but never did she expect the accompanying remarks that followed to pique her interest in learning more about the Order side of things when she was already well informed by their Chaos counterparts. "What do you mean by patrol?"
She tapped her foot a few times on the branch that she was standing on, finding the resultant bobbing motion a welcomed distraction from the way the current conversation was going as she contemplated over how best she should phrase her words so as to learn what she wanted to know without revealing too much on her end. "You will if someone you're expecting to see around after her awakening has been missing in action for a long while. When someone isn't delivering the results that one is expected to as part of the Order."
She was starting to get a really bad feeling about all this when some of what she knew about the Order side of things weren't matching up with what Camelot was saying and that put her almost instantaneously in a bad mood as evident by the dark look that she now wore on her face. Dallol didn't like to be confused and then have people coming up to insinuate to her that she should know better based on her own instincts and calling. Especially when she understood next to nothing at all about these supposed instincts and calling that were supposed to come with the Page of Uranus awakening package. "That... wasn't what I was told. I don't know what instinct you're referring to for I can assure you at the moment that I don't have any. At all. How am I supposed to respond to a calling that I know nothing of?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 7:59 pm
"Patrol? Well... when we go out and keep the streets safe. There are youma that prowl the nights, creatures of pure chaos that eat starseeds and hurt innocent civilians... it's up to the soldiers of Order, senshi and knights, to make sure they don't do that."
Youma were a big problem, even where Chaos was failing and not showing up as much. They weren't posing a threat like they used to, but that didn't make the Chaos inside them any less dangerous.
"You were told wrong, my lady," he said evenly, watching her with an arched eyebrow. "We are Knights. That word, in itself, should paint a picture of our duties. We are to serve, to keep and create peace. To care for one another, for those that need us. Please, how about we just calm down and try to think things out a bit? "
He smiled softly, trying to be patient and kind, and show her that whatever thoughts had been put into her head were not justified. He believed in bonding and friendship.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 1:45 am
Youma and starseeds. Two new terms that Dallol found herself unfamiliar with although she could probably hazard a guess as to what youma probably were based on what Remarque had shared with her previously. It was therefore not surprising with the direction her next two questions took the conversation towards next as she went on to confirm her suspicion as well as find out what Camelot thought about the origin of the youma. "Youma... are those the creatures that were once human like we are? Can't we like try to cure them or something before resorting to eradicating them?"
Shifting her weight from one foot to another, she debated dropping down to the ground since it didn't seem as if the Order Knight was about to try anything funny and only wanted to talk this through on the contrary like he said. She let that thought simmer in her mind for now, the harsh look she had on her face softening a little as she showed him with her following question her being open to talking this through as he had proposed awhile ago. "Your words. They make sense... sorta. But tell me Sir Knight, who is it that we swear our allegiance to and serve then?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 11:45 am
"They're not humans any more. Chaos has corrupted them past the point of saving. Their bodies have been destroyed and twisted into monsters, and they are deadly. Letting them live or trying to keep them somewhere could result in terrible consequences. They don't feel anything: they only know how to kill and satiate their hunger."
Though he believed whole heartedly in purification and found that to be the only real, viable option for ending this war peacefully, he knew that there were limits. Trying to purify something that was created entirely of chaos, that had no humanity left, was not possible in his mind. He was focused on the soldiers, those slowly corrupted more and more by chaos over time.
He needed to save them, to drive out that evil force. Chaos itself was his main enemy, and that was what he spent his time fighting.
Watching her, he saw her relax a bit and he did as well, hoping she was getting the idea that he was not her enemy. That was the last thing he wanted to be.
"That's a question our side bickers about, trying to answer. As it stands, the Knights serve their planets, and some have the honor of a Princess to represent them. But others, I suppose, have to find that answer in their own histories, through their Wonders. I serve Destiny City itself, if anything. If anyone needs my help, they have it. That goes for you, as well." He bowed his head a bit, politely.
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:33 pm
"And how did that come to be for them to become that way? How is it that you know all this with such certainty when you were probably in my shoes once, ignorant and completely oblivious? Did you all even try to save them?"
Dallol challenged as she hopped down from the branch to land directly in front of Camelot, a disbelieving look on her face when she lifted her head to stare impassively at him next. It wasn't that she was intentionally being rude or anything to the older man just because he chose to stand by the Order side of things. It was more a reflection of the frustration she was starting to get as she slowly started to realize that there was no way she could confirm or refute these inconsistencies she was starting to notice between what she already knew courtesy of a certain Eternal Dark Mirror Senshi and what she was being told now short of taking people's words at their own face value.
"My planet..?" The young Page pursed her lips as confused look crossed her face at Camelot's next answer. "You must be making a mistake. I was born here. Or rather I think I was since my birth certificate did indicate as such. I grew up here and never left the city, much lest Earth for outer space. There is no way that I'm serving a planet or Princess that I know next to nothing about."
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 5:54 pm
"I've been getting attacked by youma for a while," he said, with a rueful grin. Long before he had become a Knight, he had been a magnet for trouble. Youma and Negaverse soldiers attacked him left and right, and he had been saved many times by Senshi. His belief in their good, and the good of Order, was unshakeable.
At least, that was how it seemed.
Sometimes he felt doubt in himself, his ability to achieve the goals he set out for himself, and his ideas of what a Knight was meant to do. But that wasn't the same thing. He watched her as she hopped down, but he didn't move any more than to nod his head at her and smile in proper greeting. At least she was coming a bit closer to him now.
"We all represent different planets," he said, when she was confused. He pointed to the emblem on his chest. "My power comes from Earth. Yours... ah... I'm not certain of the symbol," he pointed to it. "It's tied to the Wonder we're awakened to, and our histories. Not where we were born. We don't have to serve anything, if we don't want to, but you were granted your power for something."
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 6:25 am
"Being attacked by the youma doesn't necessarily mean that you'll be privy to everything about them unless they stop to give you a self introduction prior to the attacks themselves." Dallol pointed out flatly to Camelot, barely resisting the urge to roll her eyes at the answer he offered, which she felt didn't address most of her questions at all. She knew that she was being rude. Yet she saw nothing wrong with her own behaviour given that she was of the opinion that the Order Knight had brought it upon himself with the shoddy answer he gave in response to her earlier questions.
"Uranus." The Uranus Page might have closed the distance between Camelot and herself a little but she kept her ladle in her hand for now just in case she found herself in any real need for it, obviously not quite trusting the other entirely at this point in time though she did give him first the planet the symbol on her fuku represented followed by her name. "Dallol, Page of Uranus. So this Wonder that you speak of... mine will be on Uranus just as yours is on this planet? If it gets destroyed, say hypothetically something like that were to happen, does that mean that we'll lose our power and go back to who we were before all this?"
Did that mean that she would do something as crazy as that so that she would be rid of all these unwanted responsibilities that were suddenly entrusted upon her? Maybe. If it meant that she wouldn't have to fret over all this as much as she was now. "What is it that you yourself serve then, Sir Knight?"
Lithia_Brandon Dallol is being mean. Sorry Camelot... orz
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 10:48 am
"Youma can't talk. They're not human enough to talk any more. They don't pause to get to know their victims. If you don't dust them, they won't hesitate to rip you apart. You can be as nice to them as you please, but they will never return the favor. They are pure Chaos: they're what happens when every ounce of good is sucked out of a starseed, and Chaos takes its place."
Camelot didn't understand this trend of 'youma are people too' that was going around. He was bitter against Chaos, sure, but he wanted to purify as many as he could and that was his one main goal. But he could understand the difference between something that still had a shred of humanity in it, and something that was too far gone to be saved. There was a point when bravery and righteousness became blind, and left people in danger.
Camelot forced himself to be aware of that line.
"I don't think our Wonders work like that," he said, considering Camelot didn't exist any more. "I've never heard of anyone, on any side, losing their powers." Except when they died, but that was a bit of a cheat.
He arched an eyebrow.
"I serve the City, as I said before. I protect people that need my protecting. I serve Order, and I fight to purify Chaos. And I serve my fellow knights."
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Posted: Fri Mar 22, 2013 6:43 am
"... and you will do likewise to the Negaverse and Dark Mirror court? How do you know that you are on the right side compared to them?" Now this was where things started to get a little dicey as evident by the defensive tone that Dallol's voice took on when she decided to bring both the Negaverse and Dark Mirror Senshis into the conversation.
This was a very very bad move on her part. She was starting to think along that line now, her heart sinking a little when Camelot told her that the power they had awakened to were more or less stuck with them for good. Would he show her his true colours if she revealed to him her intention to defect to the Negaverse because she still wasn't convinced that she was actually on the right side all along? The Page found herself pondering over that for a bit, a frown crossing her face as she lifted her ladle up across her chest and kept her eyes trained on the older and obviously more powerful Knight.
"Everyone talks about protecting the people of this city and doing the right things. The Negaverse. You. How do I know that you won't kill me the day I've outlasted my usefulness to the Order in the same way that you dust the youma? How can I trust you..?" Perhaps somewhere deep down, she herself knew that this was the right side to devote her existence to. That she was wrong to place her trust wholeheartedly in Remarque without questioning further the credibility of his version of the war and the opposing factions. She just wasn't quite ready to admit that she had been barking up the wrong tree all along.
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