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 Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 9:55 am
Going out, as a senshi, was still new to him and not something he often did. Miyamoto wasn't the biggest fan of being a senshi, at least not from what he'd learned thus far. Of course one could argue he'd heard a bias view but he didn't think it that bias. They had pointed out things on both sides. Either way it certainly made him question things and not go out like this often, though he likely wouldn't have anyway, this whole thing was not ideal for him really.
He worked and he worked when home and he tried to live a simple and fairly easy life. He didn't like getting involved in drama and...well wars. But he was involved in this, somehow, and he wasn't a fan of it. So he avoided it most of the time, doing just a little bit here and there in order to claim he was doing his part. That's why he was out tonight, and powered up, he was doing his part.
His arms crossed as he turned down another deserted street. This part of the city was nearly dead at this time of night. He'd been doing his best to avoid people, for various reasons, and so far he'd been successful in avoiding normal people. He'd also not sensed anyone tonight so that was a plus, at least in his mind, though that one Negaverse officer wasn't so bad really. He wouldn't mind talking to him again.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 10:10 am
Etamin was on his nightly patrol, roaring away on his motorcycle. He taken steps so that his kilt wouldn't be high flying in the night. Of course, he didn't know if his skirt was really called a 'kilt', it wasn't exactly Scottish you know. Oh well. He didn't want to think about that right now. As he was flying past a nearly deserted street, he sensed an Order aura - a basic Senshi, one he didn't know on the other side of the Street. But the night wind was in his hair... and he was going to have to shave it soon... oh well. Time to say hello. He went two blocks before he found a turning lane and made a U-turn. Coming back around, he made for the turn. Carefully, so his kilt wouldn't come up, he dismounted his bike. He found the only person on the street and warmly greeted them. "Greetings, fellow Order member."
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:09 am
He'd felt it, like a brief flicker of something, but had ignored it .Till the bike, which had passed him, came back around some moments later. Stilling on the side walk the senshi turned slowly and managed to give the other an odd look. Not like he himself wasn't dressed oddly but so was the other. And they seemed, at least to him, rather friendly - too friendly.
"Evening." A simple greeting from the dark eyed senshi. What was with the fellow order member part? It felt, and sounded, odd to him. Shaking his head slightly, more mental head shaking was done, and Miyamoto decided to try and be friendly...not that it was really his thing.
"Riding a bike...like that. You certainly stand out." Like a super hero or something...and standing out didn't seem like a good idea, not when as far as he knew they were all bad guys in this city. It also did seem a bit dangerous. He couldn't do something like that...his own uniform was bad enough - it stood out too much.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 11:19 am
Etamin gave the other a piercing look then cracked a smile. "Stand out? Look at what I am wearing! I'm wearing a freaking skirt. I would stand out with or without the bike! So I figure go all out. Anyways, I sensed you, and I wanted to make sure there wasn't anything I could do to ease your path as a new Senshi? By the way, I'm Super Sailor Etamin of Hieroglyphics, but you may call me Etamin, and who might you be?"
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2020 4:44 pm
Why stand out more? And wasn't it uncomfortable being on a motorcycle while in a skirt? He did wonder about this but didn't ask, or say, anything further on the matter. The other was right about standing out a good deal already.
They wanted to make sure he was ok....that he didn't need help? He was, at least a little bit, pleased that someone else did care and have some consideration for him. But how to mention he wasn't comfortable with this whole war thing? It was a lot more work than he wanted and he hadn't asked to join, rather he'd been asked to join and had just gone along with it. Oh! And how to mention his lack of care for it all really? Or that he had made a friend on what was apparently the other side of the war.
Rather than say anything negative, or what the other would likely think of as negative, he shook his head. "Miyamoto....and I'm fine. Out for a walk tonight." He doubted if he gave his sphere to the other they'd have a clue what it was, he found himself explaining it to others - he didn't feel like it tonight. He really just didn't like talking to or dealing with most people...they weren't his thing typically...outside of work really. But he did try!
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2020 11:53 am
Looking at the other's face, Etamin realized the war had caused Miyamoto pain. He knew his own pain from the war. His face darkened. He had mellowed quite a bit when he next said. "Look, this war, it is unfair to all of us in one way or another. Unfortunately, now that you've taken the call, there is no going back. You can ignore it, but it will always be there, in the back of your mind, in the battles in the street, you will always know what is going on. You will try to let it go, and it will go on, people will get hurt, battles will be won and lost, and one day the war for Earth will be won or lost. One way or another it will always be with us." He turned and walked back to his bike, fresh pain in his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2020 9:29 pm
"it's not that it's unfair, though it is, I'm also just nto the sort to care unless it involves me. Till now this thing didn't involve or impact me." And now it did and now he was supposed to care...and do something about it. He just rather do his job, draw, and go to work and inject ink under peoples skin while paying to get his own ears stabbed with needles...or get new jewelry to shove into the holes he already had in his ears.
"War for Earth? That sounds like an alien type movie." He knew if he went to the other person, the one he'd met, he'd actually have to do something with this war. But he sort of was ok with that. It would be his choice and someone who told him more and seemed to care.
"And what happens if our side wins? Then what? What do they do? What about civilians and us and what about the other sides survivors? Who even leads us?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2020 10:49 am
Etamin frowned. "I know it does, but it's true. And if we lose, it will definitely affect everyone. Including you. If you want to know how, travel to your world and see what happened there. That will happen to Earth, if we lose." Etamin listened to Miyamoto's other questions. "I don't have an answer for you. I'm sorry. I don't know of any leaders, I do know there are Senshi Royalty out there, but they don't seem to care enough to lead. There don't seem to be any plans if we do win. There doesn't seem to seem to be plans on what to do with survivors of the side." He was very dismayed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2020 2:37 pm
"How do we know that will happen here? Do we know what happened up there?" To his world? He was a bit, or a lot, clueless about this and he'd need to find out about this and sooner rather than later. He doubted if he joined Wolframite he'd be able to go there - to his world. It sounded rather, unpleasant, to have a world that was his. A whole world...to rule over something, at least he assumed as much. But if he had a world and so did this other person than all senshi did? How could they all have ended in the same way? As the other seemed to be implying.
"It seems we lack any plans or ideas. Anything to unify us. It's everyone for themselves...that won't go well when this all ends then." They'd have people off doing all kinds of things including killing those they'd beaten in the war...and off doing who knows what. Who might try and make power plays as well. He didn't like that. There was no one in charge and nothing to keep them in check when the war was over and won, if they won. That didn't sound good to him.
"How will we keep each other in line then if we win? To keep some from going out of control." It sounded like a mess, and one he didn't like. This was clearly what Wolframite meant when he mentioned this side being disorganized.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2020 8:42 pm
Etamin was in anguish. He'd been asking these questions, mainly to himself (for who was there to ask?) since he was a Scout. What could he tell the new senshi? And then he knew. "I promise you this Miyamoto. I will personally do my best to form a government among the Order Members. I will do my best to pull us together. And it won't be a dictatorship. It will be a democracy." The inspired vision that Etamin saw of the future was a bright happy one.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2020 7:16 pm
"A government...of senshi, and I assume knights. Then what? Do we just rule us and our kind or everyone and out ourselves to civilians?" Because he doubted the average civilian would accept a government, to any degree, made up of senshi and knights. It still didn't sound like a good idea but an idea at least.
He didn't doubt the others want for what he was saying, he did sound invested in the idea already, but he did doubt that it would be done. Too many people who had been too independence for too long and with royals tossed into the mix...it sounded like a mess that would never be. At least it was an idea though and if the senshi won...maybe something would happen, with this one helping with that idea. But he didn't think they'd win....
"That sounds like a good idea...bu t it'll take a lot to bend others to wanting a government...something to set rules in place."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2020 6:08 pm
Etamin frowned. "It will work itself out. Whatever the Cauldron plans." He looked thoughtful. "Trust in the Cauldron, or you will be lost." Then he got on his bike. "It is getting late. I must go. See you again?" He waited for an answer, before riding off into the night.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2020 7:27 pm
"Trust in the cauldron...." What the ******** was the caldron and why did that sound rather cult like to him? For a moment he felt like mentioning that to the other, or banging his head on something. Instead he did neither thing and just nodded slowly. Did he know he sounded a bit crazy? Was this caldron thing like...alive or something? Or was it like god? Something believed in but not actually there? He felt a headache coming on, really he did.
"Have a good night." He'd be lost if he didn't follow, and believe, oh well...than lost he would be. At least if he was lost he wasn't following some god like...object ?
"Of course." But not likely in the same uniform, not that he was going to say that though.
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