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It had been a busy week helping some of the shops set up their booths in time for the Star Festival. Time well spent since it seemed that many of the people who came to visit were enjoying their time, the liveliness of the community always made her smile just like opening day to a new production at the theater.

Perhaps it was the multi-colored lights or streets full of jubilation and sweet scents but Einhornhohle had felt the pull to visit her wonder continue to grow for the last several hours until finally the sunset and she had found a safe place to power up. She was just about to speak the oath that would whisk her away to her own private retreat when an almost startling strong aura stepped within her sensing range. Thankfully it was an order signature like her own which gave her reason to breath easily and wait to see if their curiosity brought them to her or if they were merely passing by while on patrol.

Einhornhohle looked visibly surprised when the approaching Knight called out to her by name. However, when the woman approached and continued the greeting with familiar compliments, the Page visibly relaxed.

"Cavan?" She asked cautiously.

It seemed that the General had succeeded in purifying however, she wasn't certain which memories she had retained since she knew her powered name both as an agent and civilian. For one reason or another she had assumed that by purifying, Cavan would have started out like her; a Page, rather than a full fledged knight that actually looked like a cosmos knight with the soft pastel rainbow dress where as Einhornhohle's dress made her look like she got lost on her way to a bridal party.

"Talk about lucky," then again, perhaps luck had nothing to do with that; how many times have they randomly ran into each other without consciously looking or actively setting up a time to meet? Hell the one time they did set a planned date, both of them had missed it.

Coincidence, maybe. But Ein was fairly convinced there were higher powers in play be it Fate or Destiny.

The Page took a step back and looked the Knight over appraisingly "You look more like a Cosmos Knight than I do," she admitted. "Did they let you pick what Knight you wanted to be or was it chosen for you?" Ein asked, no doubt curious how the purification actually went.

"You definitely seem happier," Ein offered a genuine smile.

The last time the two of them spoke Cavansite seemed a mix of anxious and worried. Looking over her shoulder as if a ghost was following her perhaps expecting a fellow agent to try reporting her as a traitor again. But now she was free and with both a new name and new appearance, it was unlikely they would find her.

"I'm not really sure that getting stronger will help." She powered down now that there was no reason to hide. In place of a long purple dress was a pair of simple jeans, black tank top and light grey cardigan. "Like I had mentioned before, I'm not really interested in this war. I'm not going to fight something I don't understand."

"My name is Melody as well, Melody Webber."

The two shook hands, "I'm glad you had someone with you so you weren't alone." Unlike when she first awakened as a knight. She had a roommate for a short while but then he moved out and she had been alone since. Going home to an empty house left her married to her work since there were no animals for her to take care of.

It went without saying that it was very lonely at the start of it. Nobody to confide in about what had happened or to give her advice. Sure she could have tried reaching out to other knights; powering up and searching for other auras like her own. But that just inevitably led to more problems and trouble than it was worth. If it wasn't a random invasion, or being whisked to some interdimensional pocket of space, or a youma biting at her heels, then it was agents must stronger and more experienced than she was looking to rip out her Starseed or cut off her head.

"In some way it is a blessing you retained your powered memories. It makes you better equipped than most when dealing with someone of the opposite faction. You have insight into the rules they play by or tactics they might use. However, I do worry about what would happen if you end up running into someone you used to be friends with or used to respect." Would they understand her decision to leave or would they declare her a traitor and force her to go back to the Negaverse? Could Sava hide the knowledge that she knew them or would she try to reconnect with them on some level?

"Ice cream sounds like a good idea, we can swap numbers once we find a place where we can sit down." Her purse was a mess of small sewing kits, spare threads, tide pens for fabric stains, and other things she kept on hand while at work. Assuming she put her phone in the right pocket then it would be easy enough to fish out but she didn't want to look like a disorganized mess when, in her own words, it was organized chaos.

"My co-workers have commented several times that I need to get out more." Granted their idea meant going to bars and getting black out drunk, unless they were the performers; they... well, to be honest, she wasn't entirely sure what they did for fun but it was obviously more than she did if they were offering her advice.

"Do you have a favorite place you'd like to go to?"

“We can try that place if you’d like. I can’t remember the name of it worth the life of me, but if it’s the one I’m thinking of, there are two parlors owned and operated by the same couple. The one near us is their original location, a second one opened up about four years ago, I think.” She had been meaning to visit the ice cream parlor but either it wasn’t the right season, she got off work too late and the shop was cold, or she had just been spending the day in the back of the theater with the AC cranked up too high.

She liked ice cream as much as the next person, but when you have a high mortgage, no roommates, and living on a budget; Haagen Dazs or Bryers tends to be a girl's best friend.

As they started walking, Melody worried her lower lip. “You know, I’ve never been invited to anyone else's wonder or homeworld. It would be interesting to see how similar ours are.”