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November was here in the blink of an eye, bringing the winters chill with it. The corrupted senshi shuddered a bit as she found herself among the taller buildings in the city. Something pulled her here, a need to look down at everything. To get away, but still be near in case there was a call to action.

Finding a comfortable ledge on the top of a large business building, she threw her legs over and sat down on the cold cement. A shudder and then she just breathed in and out while gazing down.

Everything was moving like molasses except for the months. Eris felt like she had been waiting since the day she came to when she lost her eye for the final time. Nothing made sense anymore and yet very little had actually changed. It was like she was on the cusp of something more but didn't know what it was and she was getting anxious waiting.

"What am I waiting for?"

She didn't expect much of an answer. There were signatures all around, but most of them were weak, not near her. The ones that were close didn't feel like the enemy.

Was she waiting, or was Destiny City waiting?

Slowly her feet began to kick as though she was a child. Lost in thought, her single eye unfocused on the city below.

A signature was near and it did make Eris mentally sigh and prepare for a greeting. Her dark eye focused on the figure when the words reached her ears and she tilted her head. He wasn't corrupt. He must be a Dark Mirror then. Raising her own gloved hand in greeting Eris proceeded to basically throw herself off the building.

With a quick and practice movement, she flipped and landed almost silently on the street below, about twenty feet away from him. From there her hands went behind her back and Eris started walking toward the unknown senshi.

"...Lonely? Putting it mildly, I would say. It is a rather lonely part of the city... Yet here we both are."

"A good many things are on my mind," she said in way of response, her shoulders coming up in a shrug. "But interruptions are welcome, this time. I'm Eris."

She took his hand in her gloved clad one and gave it a firm shake. She was small, just coming up to five foot because of her one inch heels.

"Arnica," it was hard on her tongue. English wasn't her first language, so even after all these years, some syllables were hard on her tongue and caused her to trip up. Apparently this was one of them. "Arnica..." Nope, it sounded gross in her voice. She wasn't going to repeat it a third time. "You happen to be one of the few Dark Mirror's I've met. Some of your faction would rather attack than talk."

"Every faction has their hot headed outliers. I'm assuming it's as such." Her hand went behind her back again, clasped in the other as she looked him over. He was very... bright in comparisons to her own dark uniform.

"Our factions haven't always seen eye to eye, though your faction seems to teeter between order and chaos. At least from what I can see. Tell me, where do you personally fall?" Eris was trying to keep her tone neutral, but she was really trying to see if she could end up calling upon him in the future if this meeting went well and she found herself a 'friend'.

....Or something close to it.

"Then again, Discord is a sphere to be wary of."

Her lips curled when he said he didn't like being told what to do. My, did the universe have other things planned for him. He didn't seem to be a very high level. He had a lot of higher ups.

Would he be able to become strong enough to topple the leaders he doesn't want to follow? That would be fun to watch.

"I've made enemies. I've made.... mutually beneficial acquaintances." She wouldn't say the word friends. The few times she tried to make friends all ended with her heart breaking for one reason or another. That was in the past, years ago, when she had two eyes. Before Padmavati got her way.

An ache in her eye socket made her hiss and a hand came up to the patch, pressing on it like that would help.

"You would be surprised the Negaverse agents who are fond of them," she said after the pain had subsided enough. Fond of youma, fond of experimenting on senshi. Eris would never take kindly to youma, even if they were on 'the same side' as it were. "I despise them. Pests. Leeches." That was said with a bit of conviction.

"I'm fine. It's a recent lost, so it throbs sometimes. I'm told it's normal and nothing to be bothered about." She would just take some meds when she got home after her patrol.

"Youma can be ...fused with another for a short period of time. This eye I'm missing used to be a youma eye. The youma it belonged to... leeched my energy for years. The eye freed itself, and well.." She motioned to the eyepatch. She wouldn't give up the name of the general that put the eye in for her. No one was going to have that information, not even the General Kings and Queens. As far as Eris was concerned, it was a failure. Youma parts couldn't be used to replace human parts.

One would think it would be obvious, but apparently some needed to learn the hard way. She had been stupid enough to accept the deal as well.

"Sometimes the people you work with and for are worse than the youma. Don't trust many. If anyone."

"I'm not a fan of any faction of this war," she said honestly, rubbing her face hard before she dropped her hand again.

No one knew what to say to her when she mentioned what happened. They always ended up asking or needing to know for the sake of conversation. This time didn't feel as heavy or irritating to explain.

"Many would say I'm not a fan of anyone."

She wanted to correct them. She just wasn't immediately warm and welcoming, and those individuals didn't know what to do with her. Eris needed time for that stoic mask to melt.

"I hope you find your way. The path that was opened for you isn't going to be easy. It's magic. It's war. Be prepared for loss in ways you didn't expect."

His words cut through her like a blade and her eye narrowed dangerously at him. Sure, he had hit the nail directly on the head, but it wasn't his fault. Eris could see why he asked. Still, most people weren't that blunt. She was taken aback, but also respected it.

"Yes. It makes one hesitate to call anyone friend. Things you say can and will be weaponized against you in some form or fashion. What you say will be so twisted that you'll start to believe that you meant what they think you meant." The laugh that came from her chest was definitely bitter. "Ah, well. Thus is the Chaos side of things.

"It's suiting, though. Who in the Chaos faction actually have friends? Can you actually trust anyone? Civilian lives or powered, it's all about who you trust. I suppose, the the time you have 'friends' it isn't bad. You feel like things could turn for the better. You feel as though this war means something."

She paused, realizing she was giving a soliloquy when she hadn't meant to.

"I beg pardon, that's not what you asked. I can't be trusted to find friends with the 'right people'. So I'm alone. No one has tried to press for more than an encounter with me, and so I do not press."