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The snap of little pop it fire works were gratifying. Each step she took she threw one down and the snap pop they made helped her get out some of her pent up energy. It was better than the alternative which was going around the city recklessly trying to get herself killed taking on youma and negaverse officers stronger than her. She never took them down per-say, but heck she certainly did do a fair but of damage.
So, by request of her adoptive cat-dad Arthur, she was staying nearby, (1 mile away), and wasn’t going to hunt anything down, (unless it showed up), and she wouldn’t cause property damage, (unless she had to).

So, Spacewatch placated herself with pop-its. And throwing them at things.

She was just tired and worn down mentally. After she threw the last pop-it, the girl was feeling depression kicking in again, (which was normal she’d been told. But don’t worry! Pills and positive thinking will help with that! TOTAL bull s**t. She’d told off that doctor real quick). Spacewatch just felt a disconnect as of late, not really thinking she was worth anything cosmically, that she couldn’t even help in the war that had taken the lives of her parents.

That would take her life too no doubt.

But when a voice broke the silence, she jumped, fists closed and held up, ready to lash out.

“I- wa- Who’s askin?”

Spacewatch was like the kitten you found under the bleachers in high school. Scared, a bit scrawny, but dang heckin cute and ready to show you what the what via paw swipes.
"I dunno Stella, if that IS your name, why you wanna talk?" She was leery that words were the only thing the agent wanted. Usually, they just grabbed at her starseed or were trying to harvest energy. She wasn't no fool, (just young).

"I'm Spacewatch." She gave the woman an incredulous look.
"Of Comets." Because that was also important to know.

She was still the kitten under bleachers, only now slowly leering forward, sniffing. Curious. She certainly didn't trust the agent, but she wouldn't say she was feeling up to tangoing with someone who could maybe kill her.

Not tonight at any rate.

"No one listens because they don't want to hear. After a while you stop trying with words if you know what I mean." Spacewatch huffed, steping a bit closer to listen to what the agent had to say.
Or rather listen. She wanted to talk?
"Oh." She realized she'd met this woman before and-
"I beat you up once." Her entire face lit up like she'd won a prize. "You actually do want to talk then?"

Spacewatched had the gall to look smug, like the cat that caught the canary. "Okay." It was a quick 180 from her usual attitude, most of which would have consisted of her trying to attack and flee to live another day.

"Since I beat you up before, I can probably still take you on so-" She crossed her arms. "What do you want to know? Because I can tell you how green is not your color or, how your people should really stop trying to mess with the park. It's kind of getting annoying seeing upturned trash bins every day on my walks."

Spacewatch... didn't really have proof of her accusations beyond 'well one time it was so there' which really didn't hold much water at all when it came to a logical argument.
"It's not like anybody else had monsters that go around committing property destruction that involves trying to get into garbage." Ha. She was right about that part at least.
"Even if that's where they belong." DOUBLE HA.

"As for my side, did you ever stop to think that maybe, nobody has a side but their own? Because so far, being a senshi has meant s**t for me after your people went and killed my family." Purple eyes narrowed in anger.
"So gee, I wonder why 'my side' is a little hostile. Its not like your side goes around killing families and innocent people. I mean, no, never done that right?"
She was scowling and looked the ever petulant 14 year old.

"But no one really cares in the end. What's another dead body anyway..."

Spacewatch's hate filled stare grew even more intense as the knowledge that her arguments were being broken apart so easily.
"Youma EAT people. Summon's don't. They're like, like-" She fished her own brain for the word, "a patronus! From Harry Potter! All spirity and s**t."

HA.

"But it's-" She choked on her own words. "It's not my fault!" She yelled, words catching and breath sharp as she fought back the sudden wave of guilt. Because the fact was, it might as well have been her fault that her own parents were dead. "Your side killed them for no reason!" A finger jabbed in Stella's direction. Guilt still ate ate Spacewatch, and her grief and guilt were openly written across her face.

"You all want the same thing- to kill us! We just-" She took a step back. "We just want to be left alone!" How dare this woman ruin her argruments, how dare she point out the lies and hypocrisies? Spacewatch didn't want facts, (she wanted facts), she wanted to be safe, (no where was safe).

It- she'd done nothing wrong. She'd never killed anyone. Chased people away, maybe given someone a nasty bruise but never kill.

She was innocent. She wasn't wrong. She didn't deserve to watch her parents die.
The negaverse deserved to die. Because they killed for no reason.

Watering eyes couldn't be chased away and Spacewatch angrily balled her fists. "Nothing! I didn't do anything!" She shook her head. "They didn't deserve to be killed- I- I never wanted to be a senshi! Why did they have to die?" Why did they have to die because of her?

She was shaking, fists curled, eyes trying to blink back tears.

"I don't want to talk anymore."