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 Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2023 8:13 pm
Sometimes, going near the auras of those in the White Moon wasn’t a good idea, and Retzian did know that, she did but…now she was at the part where she desperately wanted to see Dagon again and try to convince her to join the Negaverse…in any way that she could.
So when she felt a Senshi that was about the same level as Dagon had felt, she made a bee-line for whoever it was and felt a wave of disappointment when instead of the beautiful, exotic fish woman of her dreams…she saw a girl with a cheerleader ponytail and…
Spots?
…And a tail.
“Are you another one who’s from Space? Lived there for a thousand years? Watched your people and your family die as you just stayed alive letting something destroy your planet too?”
Her eyes had begun to sparkle as she thought of the possibility of talking to yet another alien Senshi, of being able to experiment and bring one who would be like Dagon into the Negaverse.
“Or…do you just…have a tail?”
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2023 8:27 pm
Daphne had been numb for a while now. She was upgraded. She'd managed that much. She'd kept her promise to her friend to grow stronger, and now she was going through the motions in an attempt to grow stronger still. She did it all in the same state of sadness, though, half unfeeling and half with her head somewhere else. When she came across the Captain, though, only to hear that come out of her mouth? The words were like the twisting of a knife, but abut as they sunk in, another emotion finally broke through the fog. "No," she snapped, because that wasn't even right, that wasn't even her story. She stepped forwards, her lips twisting into a snarl that showed that she waspart wildcat. "I'm a Mauvian," she spat, possibly too angry for the sarcasm to come through. Then she was kicking, because that had hit a nerve.
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2023 8:32 pm
“Oh.”
Retzian frowned slightly, feeling just a little…a lot disappointed. She wasn’t completely sure what a Mauvian was but…vaguely knew that they had something to do with Senshi, so not her problem but…still.
“I had just thought…I mean, I know another Senshi and that’s what happened to her and–ow!”
Retzian hadn’t been expecting the girl to suddenly go feral on her and start kicking. It…well. It was rude. And unnecessary. “What the hell? Her cat o’ nine tails was summoned to her hand and she drew it back, flicking it at the Mauvian girl with obvious distaste.
“Is this how…Mauvians act? What the actual hell, I just asked a question, there’s no need to kick people. How would you like it if I kicked you?”
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2023 8:42 pm
"No! I'm not a Mauvian!" yelled Daphne, very much sounding like a contrary young child. It was just too much. It was too much. Her eyes were getting wet, and that thought scared her. She couldn't cry. In front of Adria or Lysithea was one thing, but in front of an enemy? Unacceptable. "Kick me! Fine!" Her wet eyes were already bright in the lamplight, "That's what you're supposed to be doing, isn't it? This is war." That was what some of the others called it at least. Before the captain could look to closely at her face, Daphne kept kicking. The weapon flicked across her skin, stinging, but that was fine. She could always pretend the tears were from that, instead. "If we're talking about manners, you can't just rub it in that someone's world and family is dead. You can't."
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2023 8:56 pm
Retzian froze, frowning slightly. So…she wasn’t a Mauvian? But…Oh.
Oh. s**t.
For a moment she just allowed the not-Mauvian to kick her, and after a quick internal argument with herself, she let her weapon vanish into subspace once again and grabbed the girl by the shoulders and drew her into a fierce hug. “I’m sorry. It was what happened to the other alien Senshi I had met, I hadn’t meant to rub it in your face. I was simply excited to meet another person from Space, that was all. Please don’t be upset. My family’s dead too, so I do understand your pain. Perhaps not the same way, but. It’s annoying to be alone in the world. I get that.”
And if this wasn’t even her world? What must that be like.
Honestly, it was the perfect chance. The perfect time to offer…but.
“...If you ever want to leave the memories behind. Ever want to find a new start to life, you could always come and join us, you know. I would see that you’re taken care of.”
Pausing for a moment, Retzian gave a soft laugh. “...In a good way. Not like. Death.”
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2023 5:29 am
The hug? The hug broke her. For just a moment, the kicking stopped. There wasn't any hiding it now. The woman would feel the way that her chest shook as she sobbed. For just a second, she relaxed into it. Then she snapped tense again. No. She was crying on someone who's presence itself felt like the war on Daphne, like the emptiness and the grief and the false hope on Alastor. This couldn't be happening. Weakly, she pushed away. "Chaos is what destroyed everything. I'm not joining it," she said, in that same petulant tone. In her darkest moment, up on Alastor with the illusions, she might have had a different answer, but her friends were helping her see the truth. Silently, she called on her magic in the hopes it would do something. "If you want me to feel better, go away." Orangeish Sherbert Super Sailor Scout Attack: Deep Kinship Daphne calls out the name of her attack with her arms outstretched towards a target within ten feet. The target's eyes glow lavender and they feel a sense of deep kinship with Daphne. At this stage, there might be a illusory shift in Daphne's facial features, so that she looks very reminiscent of a target's loved one, but in all cases targets feel warm inside looking at her, like Daphne is someone to be cherished and protected, certainly not attacked. These effects lessen somewhat if she attacks them physically while the magic is active. The effects last 35 seconds and she can use this attack twice per battle.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2023 5:27 pm
Retzian was pleased that the girl was relaxing against her…until she seemed to stiffen again and honestly, the Captain was confused. She hadn’t meant to upset her worse, hadn’t meant to upset her at all, but here they were.
She didn’t realize that any magic was being used, as her eyes glowed softly, but she knew that she felt deeply for this Senshi, and she wanted to help. “You…want me to go away? But…but sweetheart, are you sure? I don’t want to leave you alone while you’re so upset…”
She couldn’t. Retzian couldn’t bear for the girl to be upset, she wanted to comfort her, love her…perhaps that could be her new purpose…helping those that came from space…giving them new lives.
“...If you truly wish it, I’ll go. But I’ll see you again, I’m sure of it, and hopefully then I can whisk you away and give you a new family. And we can all be happy together.”
Pressing a soft kiss to the top of the Senshi’s head, Retzian finally drew away, eyes still faintly glowing as she gave a little wave and teleported, leaving Daphne alone once again.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2023 5:59 pm
It was working, the magic. She was leaving. She was just talking sweetly to Daphne as she did, and pressing a soft kiss against the hair of her bangs. It made things better. It made things worse. Daphne had friends. She had people who were there for her, people to encourage her, people to stand by her side. The thing was, she didn't have anyone to nurture her, not anymore. It had been over a year now, and this was the first time someone had acted so much like one of her mothers. A weight lifted off of Daphne's chest when she vanished, but emptiness came with it. She'd been wrestling with grief for months now, but this was the first time in a while that she'd felt quite this alone. At that point, Daphne no longer tried to hold back her sobbing.
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