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 Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 12:42 pm
Phases of fishing seemed to evolve as Zirconia got used to it, bored with it, and sometimes forgot why she did it.
Lately she had given up wandering and now nightly arrived at her post as if it were her job, sitting on a picnic table with bare feet resting on the bench, in full Mauvian cat lady form to leak energy and lie in wait.
The parallel's aura filed the wide area soon enough and she kicked back and settled in. Her eyes briefly darted around for movement, but the acute sense of an alert and observant being was soon undercut as boredom sunk in, quicker than ever.
It didn't take long for her eyes to glaze over.
Sirene Naiads Sorry for the short start!
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2014 3:43 pm
There was something different in the air tonight. Something, off.
The Senshi of doves stood motionless for a moment as she gazed back in the direction she had just come from. There was a presence, an aura that wasn't there a moment ago.
Turning completely around, Phact closed her eyes and searched for it. It was strange from the others. Not at all like the agents of chaos but, not like the white moon either. How had she missed it? Or why had it appeared might have been the better question.
Of course Phact would admit she was new to the area, having just started college and all. Still, her interest was peaked.
Thus she wasted no time in turning her path back down the way she came and towards a bench where she saw a woman. For a moment, Phact watched her, quietly. Then it dawned on her that if this woman was a powered, she would know a senshi was there.
"Good Evening." Phact cooed letting herself out from the shadows.
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