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 Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2014 9:25 am
“Cyllene!”
Ganymede had not seen her since that night at the warehouse, but she could recognize her figure in the darkness.
It was a quiet night. Cool. With the sun out of sight below the horizon the temperatures dropped and a hint of fall entered the air. The night bugs chirped a merry song while a soft breeze blew through the trees. Above, the sky was dark, the moon large and silver, but not full. It cast its glow upon the Earth, lighting the way when an old, flickering streetlamp died.
“Cyllene!”
Ganymede was simultaneously regretful and glad that she had not come across Cyllene in months—glad for the opportunity to process what had happened once denial had run its course; and regretful because with every week that passed was more time lost, time that could have been better spent finding some way to save her.
The feel of her had not changed since the warehouse, Ganymede observed. Cyllene's aura felt worse than that of a typical Negaverse agent, if only because Ganymede knew what it should have felt like instead. There was nothing right about Cyllene's appearance, about the darkness that flowed within her. It'd poisoned her, corroded her, left her broken.
And more than she felt regret, Ganymede felt fear—fear that she had no way to mend it.
She ran to catch up, her heart in the throat.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 7:10 pm
Cyllene felt the sickeningly sweet aura before she heard her name being called. The feeling that Ganymede's power signature gave her... That awful feeling of your stomach turning, it nearly had Cyllene running away. She stopped in her tracks, her overly long blonde hair pooling easily at her feet. Swallowing hard, she winced before turning to face the girl that was once on the same team as the Senshi of Acid. Her bright blue eyes stared into Ganymede's as she ran to catch up with her. There was no point in pretending that she didn't hear or see the Senshi of Lust. But deep inside her heart ached when she approached her. She desperately wanted to teleport away from her, not wanting to deal with the aftermath of the warehouse. She didn't want to have to see the disappointment that was sure to come. She didn't want to feel regret over the girl who's arm she snapped so easily. In fact, Cyllene didn't want to feel anything towards the White Moon. Every tiny bit of feeling made her reconsider the choice that she made and that was not something that made her comfortable in the least bit. She corrupted into the Negaverse without a second thought, and she didn't like that there were people out there- Ganymede included- that made her miss the Senshi that she once was. Nervous hands grabbed bits of hair, twisting neon blue and blonde together out of habit. Take a deep breath. Calm down. Be strong. You can fight her if you have to! You're a soldier of the Negaverse now, darn it! Cyllene steeled her expression, her mouth settling into a fine line. An eyebrow twitched upwards briefly. "Ganymede," she greeted the other girl coolly. Conceal, don't feel. She had to stop herself from giggling at her inner monologue yanking musical numbers from Disney movies.
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2014 7:22 am
If Ganymede felt any sort of disappointment for the situation, she felt it toward herself.
Though she knew Cyllene's corruption to be the fault of whomever had stuck their hand into her chest and pumped her full of Chaos, Ganymede could not help but feel as if she held some of the blame as well. Perhaps that was the cynic or the defeatist in her, dragging her spirits down and making her think the worst of herself. Certainly she couldn't have been so important to Cyllene at the time to have made any sort of difference in what had happened to her.
But there was a part of Ganymede that said she could have. If she'd tried. If she'd worked harder to be a better teammate. If she'd paid attention to the rest of the Jovians. If she hadn't been so self involved. She had some power to have an affect on things, whether or not it seemed like enough.
“Cyllene,” she said again, coming to a stop before the other Senshi. She panted lightly, catching the breath she'd lost during her sprint through the dark.
Ganymede looked at Cyllene and felt pity and sadness. She felt grief. She could only think of what Cyllene must have lost in becoming who she was now. Surely she couldn't have gained much from Chaos, could she?
“I... I just wanted...”
She didn't know what to say or how to explain herself. She'd not thought this encounter all the way through before making her approach.
“I saw you...” she said hesitantly, and quickly took to rambling, “... and I just wanted to talk. I thought... well, I don't know what I thought, but we didn't have a chance to talk much during the battle, and... and I'm sorry, Cyllene, I don't know what happened to you, but if I could have done something I would have, I was just so caught up in my own problems I didn't notice if anything was wrong and I'm so sorry for that...”Sylent Nyte I am so so so so so so sorry for how long it's taken me to tag you back!! QQ I promise I will try not to let it happen again!
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 12:15 pm
The closer Ganymede got to Cyllene, the more tense she felt her body becoming. She took a deep breath and listened as she began to ramble, and as she went on, her expression softened. An apology was the last thing that Cyllene had expected. In fact, an apology just made things even more complicated. "There was nothing to notice, nothing happened, really. I just... I felt out of place. And I guess I met the few Negaverse Agents out there that are awfully convincing of this being a place that I could really be a part of. Where I would matter." Her shoulders shrugged slightly, as if none of it mattered. "Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong. I was new and lost and they found me. I thought being a Senshi was about being a powerful badass and I mean, I guess that is what it's about in the Negaverse but that's not... That's not me. So now I gotta find my place here too, all over again. Or I won't matter here either." And the thought of not fitting in the White Moon or the Negaverse absolutely terrified her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2015 6:41 am
Ganymede looked stricken at Cyllene's response.
“What are you talking about?” she said. “Of course you mattered.”
She doubted it sounded very convincing coming from her, when she'd not done as much as she could have to prove that Cyllene mattered before all of this. Ganymede hated herself all over again, realizing she'd spoken to Cyllene after the corruption more than she had when Cyllene had still been herself.
Ganymede deflated. Her shoulders sagged. She looked off to the side in shame.
“You mattered,” she insisted. “You were... are one of us, and if you didn't feel included or you felt lost, that's my fault. It's all our faults,” she added. “The Jovians. We all failed you. I should have... I know what it's like to feel new and lost. I went through that too. I suppose the only difference is no Negaverse Agent ever came along to find me.”
The thought terrified her. In her early days, when she was brand new and had no one to rely on, would she have gone down the same path if presented with the opportunity?
Glancing up, Ganymede looked at Cyllene earnestly and asked, “Are you happy? Like this.”
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2015 10:05 am
“No, I’m not.” It was the simplest answer that Cyllene could’ve given Ganymede, and quite frankly it was easier to be honest with herself and her former teammate than it was to try and convince either of them that she was happy where she was now. “But I mean, I dunno… Maybe I’m not trying hard enough. Maybe I could be happy! I can’t say it’s all bad, I have some friends. Not everyone does bad things. Zink’s taken good care of me when he probably has better things to do as a General King. I’m still just as lost though, that’s all. I’m sure that’s gotta change eventually though, right? Like, you’re not lost anymore. You stuck it out and look at you now! Maybe if I just stick it out then it’ll all be okay. Then I’ll be strong and confident and great like you.” She grinned at the other girl. Cyllene, ever the optimist.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2015 7:30 am
“I'm not really so strong and confident,” Ganymede said. “I just make people believe I am.”
She was good at acting. She'd done it for so long now she almost believed it herself.
Ganymede couldn't decide which was worse—that Cyllene wasn't happy, or the possibility that she could be. On the one hand she was relieved in a way to know that the Negaverse wasn't making her teammate as happy as she might have thought it would, though that was a selfish thing to think. She should want Cyllene to be happy, not feel pleased that the Negaverse was failing her too.
But, on the other hand, Ganymede wanted her back, and if it took the Negaverse making her unhappy to accomplish that, then...
“The only reason I can be confident is because of the people I have at my back,” she explained. “I have Valhalla. And Europa. Pasiphae and Kallichore. People who accept me for who I am. People who want to see me succeed. People who want to know that I'm safe. I want that for you, Cyllene. I just want to know that you're safe. I want you to succeed and be happy and find your place in all of this.”
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 11:51 am
Everything that Ganymede said gave Cyllene something to think about. Did she have anyone in the Negaverse who accepted her and cared about her as she was? Did a single person in the Negaverse care if she succeeded? More importantly, did any of them want to know if she was safe, or care that she wasn't? Her mouth twisted in thought and she let out a bit of a huff finally. Quite simply, the answer to all of the above questions was 'no', and here she was with one of the few people who did care about all of those things. And that person was on the other side- that person was someone that she ran from when she went to Zinkenite. "Well... Um..." The grin had disappeared and the Senshi of Acid was mostly just confused. She wanted all of those things. Cyllene frowned at the other blonde. "I will succeed and be happy and I will find my place. Just you wait and see!" And in a tinyyyyy temper tantrum, Cyllene teleported far away- because she didn't need to stand there and let Ganymede make her feel all confused and unsure. Sunshine Alouette This RP is so old, I went ahead and wrapped it up<3 /smushes
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