Dubhe - Eos Galvus
Subra - Das Tor
Another night, another patrol. She hadn't heard of anything weird lately, so she was hoping that it would just be a nice, quiet night. Though she hoped she could convince Daniel to come with her next time. Enjoy being powered together before the coming school semester and internship potentially made her a zombie during patrols. She had no illusions about what her next semester in school was going to look like.
But...she was determined. Subra had plans, goals, and in the end? It would be worth all the exhaustion and sleepless hours. And on top of that...
"Oh wow...I have got to get a picture of this!" Subra was quick to get her senshi phone out, snapping a picture of how the moon looked that night, the city skyline accenting it. "I should try painting this. Or maybe do something more like paper cutouts or scrapbooking...maybe both!"
Eos Gavlus
Dubhe was out patrolling alone tonight. Sailor Susanoo was actually out working with Sailor Gagarin again and honestly, Dubhe was glad her cousin was taking a shine to someone. Zeke needed Actual Friends, and Dubhe knew they met once unpowered. Zeke had come home utterly amused really, so she knew Flint - that was the guy - was essentually a business owner of some big corporation or something. She'd yet to meet him but apparently, Flint had coinnections their grandfather onbly wished for aned it was hilarious when Zeke introduced them since her grandfather Hadrian wanted to meet this newcomert.
So tonight Dubhe was free roaming, and when she sensed another aura, she bounded for it eagerly like abn excited, sparkly, elegant flower,, lighting up as she saw Sailor Subra.
"Subra!" DSubhe squealed in delight, rushing over and grasping the other super senshi in a tight, warm huig, almost lifting her from the grounbd. Her night wqas already better.
"How are you doing? What have you been up to?!" Dubhe asked, setting her friend down happily. "Are you doing anything interesting tonight?"
So tonight Dubhe was free roaming, and when she sensed another aura, she bounded for it eagerly like abn excited, sparkly, elegant flower,, lighting up as she saw Sailor Subra.
"Subra!" DSubhe squealed in delight, rushing over and grasping the other super senshi in a tight, warm huig, almost lifting her from the grounbd. Her night wqas already better.
"How are you doing? What have you been up to?!" Dubhe asked, setting her friend down happily. "Are you doing anything interesting tonight?"
Subra had just registered the other Order aura when she heard her name, phone vanishing back into its little subspace pocket as she turned. And suddenly she was being swept up in a tight hug by Dubhe.
"Oh! Hey!" She hugged back, giggling as they parted. "It's good to see you again, Dubhe! And not really. Quick patrol, took a picture of the moon tonight for reference in my art later. So far, it's been really quiet, and not in a bad way. How about you?" It was always good to see friendly faces, to catch up and learn what was going on in others' lives!
Eos Gavlus
"Doing okay. I was debating between visiting my homeworld and a patrol. MY cousin's babysitting the new guy again." Dubhe laiughed, smiling. "They're hanging out unpowered. The new guy apparently bested Grandfather at the 'Rich' gamne, it was a sight I missed due to work."
And what a tragedy. However, Dubhe tilted her head, more curiously.
"You do art? What do you do for art? Crafyts? Cooking? Drawing....?" She wanted to know!... Especially since Dubhe? Dubhe mostly worked lately. A travesty.
And what a tragedy. However, Dubhe tilted her head, more curiously.
"You do art? What do you do for art? Crafyts? Cooking? Drawing....?" She wanted to know!... Especially since Dubhe? Dubhe mostly worked lately. A travesty.
"I need to update the camping stuff on my homeworld before school starts again. It was last used in my...freshman year of high school, if that." She smiled sheepishly. "Also that...is hilarious. I approve. As long as he's not one of those...really bad rich guys. You know the kind, hopefully?" She rubbed the back of her neck, then brightened back up.
"Yeah! Lots of different kinds. Painting, colored pencils, crafts, papercrafts, pastels...basically whatever I can get my hands on! It's all a lot of fun! I'm actually working towards being an art therapist!"
Eos Galvus
"Yeah. I need to... To look into burials and skeletomns and see if there's images of burials on my homeworld... It's... It's a complete mess." Duibhe admitted. "The palace alone is./... the least horrid. But I found some not nice things hiddebn there., Take your time. I admit, I never considered overnighting one my Homeworld."
Dubhe listened, and thought. From what Zeke had said of Flint.... Dubhe paused.
"Well, actually he's not. I mean, guy's loaded but Zeke said part of their errands included visiting older peoplke like seniors and then he was donating to a fund toi help kids who are transgender transition. From what Zeke said they were actually headed for Dlint to do some work on convincing some other people to donate and look for investors for a new store idea and they ran into Gramps. Grampos is the Old Money typoe. Flint apparently has more connections and knows how to use them, talked the old b*****d into a sizeable donation... For some reason once he explained Grampos was all in." Dubhe shrugged. The old man rarely discussed his childhood, buit Dubhe didn't entirely comment either.
"Now see, that sounds really nice." Dubhe beamed, lighting up. "Art therapy can really help people. Gods know Zayne is trying it. Zeke - he's Sailor Susanoo - he's doing pretty good, Actually, but I promise, get him into sumio-e... He'd be interesting for a psychiatrist I think. Anyhow, sorry for rambling - I axtually think art therapy can really help people. If you want, once you have a degree, I can help try to deesign something to help your patients. I mean, Electrical Engineering is still a form of engineering and U can use something besidres working oin designing the electrical systyemns for a jet."
Admittedly, Dubhe felt worse for the engineer working on the engines. Cherish looked so stressed that she gladly babysat her half-brothers for her during the Star Festival. "Oh! Maybe modify a Roomba style system to bring art suppliues at appointment times!"
Dubhe listened, and thought. From what Zeke had said of Flint.... Dubhe paused.
"Well, actually he's not. I mean, guy's loaded but Zeke said part of their errands included visiting older peoplke like seniors and then he was donating to a fund toi help kids who are transgender transition. From what Zeke said they were actually headed for Dlint to do some work on convincing some other people to donate and look for investors for a new store idea and they ran into Gramps. Grampos is the Old Money typoe. Flint apparently has more connections and knows how to use them, talked the old b*****d into a sizeable donation... For some reason once he explained Grampos was all in." Dubhe shrugged. The old man rarely discussed his childhood, buit Dubhe didn't entirely comment either.
"Now see, that sounds really nice." Dubhe beamed, lighting up. "Art therapy can really help people. Gods know Zayne is trying it. Zeke - he's Sailor Susanoo - he's doing pretty good, Actually, but I promise, get him into sumio-e... He'd be interesting for a psychiatrist I think. Anyhow, sorry for rambling - I axtually think art therapy can really help people. If you want, once you have a degree, I can help try to deesign something to help your patients. I mean, Electrical Engineering is still a form of engineering and U can use something besidres working oin designing the electrical systyemns for a jet."
Admittedly, Dubhe felt worse for the engineer working on the engines. Cherish looked so stressed that she gladly babysat her half-brothers for her during the Star Festival. "Oh! Maybe modify a Roomba style system to bring art suppliues at appointment times!"
Subra gave Dubhe what she hoped was a comforting hug. "I...haven't found anything morbid on my world. A few ruins. Lots of plantlife. No animals or bugs even, though. I think the plants are still around only because of magic or something...." She shook her head.
"I'm glad to hear your friend is doing good with his money, though! Especially the bit about trans youth." She couldn't help but giggle at Dubhe's enthusiasm about art therapy, though.
"Art helped me a lot as a kid! And once I learned it could be using for therapy? I knew exactly what I wanted to do for college. I have...post-grad stuff along with my senior year still to go, but I'll keep your offer in mind!"
Eos Galvus
"Samee. All I find is... Plants. Barely. I think something bad happened there that I can't fully sort out." Doubhe admitted, nodding slowly.
"Yeah, Flint's loud sounding and kind of a jerk but he's not... Unkind? It's weird. Zeke thinks Flint's compensating for something." Dubhe sighed, shaking her head at that. "Who knows. Honestly at least his priorities Flint tries."
And then Dubhe listened. She listened closely and intently, head tilting slowly as she soaked in the information and smiled.
"That's a good reason to go into art therapy though. You identified a niche and want to learn to help fiull it.That's a good thing. Maybe patrolling and working through the war will help too. It offers insiughts into situations to help more people, you know?"
....Or Dubhe's engineer brain was running overtime. Both possuble. "Sorry... I like to help people. It's why I'm in engineering."
"Yeah, Flint's loud sounding and kind of a jerk but he's not... Unkind? It's weird. Zeke thinks Flint's compensating for something." Dubhe sighed, shaking her head at that. "Who knows. Honestly at least his priorities Flint tries."
And then Dubhe listened. She listened closely and intently, head tilting slowly as she soaked in the information and smiled.
"That's a good reason to go into art therapy though. You identified a niche and want to learn to help fiull it.That's a good thing. Maybe patrolling and working through the war will help too. It offers insiughts into situations to help more people, you know?"
....Or Dubhe's engineer brain was running overtime. Both possuble. "Sorry... I like to help people. It's why I'm in engineering."
Subra shook her head, smiling widely. "You're good! I get it! That's part of what I like about being a senshi; I can help people. I...I'm thinking, once I have my license, maybe starting like...an art therapy group for senshi. Maybe knights, too. Or..." She pursed her lips. "Maybe everyone. We all go through a lot, on all sides, and...you don't have to tell your story to find healing in art. You just have to make it. So maybe it could be a place where all sides can find some common ground, or peace, or healing."
Eos Galvus
"I'd help. I make plenty - I could ionvest in art supplies for sessions easily. And I bet I can talk to Susanoo and Gagarin about mopre help. We just need a way to spread word when ready, maybe a building and a front to cover and hide powered art therapy meetings." Diubhe nodded earnestly. "There's plenty of time to plan after all."
"At least three years worth of being able to plan!" She couldn't help but bounce on her toes a little. "This will be awesome! I might reach out to some other senshi, see what they think of the idea. I used to have a Court I was part of...but I don't know how things are going on that front anymore..." She sighed. "I really need to get back in touch with them..."
Eos Galvus
"Honestly if you have friends in the powered world I would." Dubhe smiled wistfully. "The only ones I have are... Well... Mostly my cousin and hisc friend and you. I don't get out like I likely ought to but honestly that's on me, and nobody else. But I can still try spreading word as I meet people." Dubhe nodded, face determined.
"Hopefully I still do. It's been a few years..." She rubbed the back of her neck, then smiled slightly. "We can both work on meeting more senshi and knights! Before you know it, we'll have plenty of friends like us!" She moved to link arms with Dubhe, tugging her along. "Let's get moving! There's a whole night to explore!"
