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 Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 9:53 pm
"That's actually something I engineered," said Astraea sharply. "You wouldn't believe the amount of pet shops now selling 'cat head star accessories' -- how else was I meant to hide in plain sight?" (This was a slight case of If She Only Knew, but it remained pertinent.) "And you could try referring to me as though I was actually here."
"I'm cool," said Charys, a bit blankly. "I'm tight. I'm fine. It's not your fault you're a magical girl. I'd actually like to find someone else to blame for this, but, man, haven't let, I'll let you know how my research goes."
She was looking at Sailor MuCephei now, as though she were taking all of her in, absorbing the way she looked. "I guess you can put two and two together now and come up with Sidra Winters," she said. "Sid was my fighting buddy."
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 5:56 pm
"Uh..." she started to wave her hand in explanation and then shook her head, it...was just a coincidence after all, she wasn't even -sure- about the black one and she'd only seen the blue-tabby once so far. And neither of them had -talked-...
But Charys...
"... so.. something... to do with...large... bows, and small skirts, Senshi... Happened to Sid?" She glanced between Charys and the talking (if slightly snippy...could cats be bitchy? there was an irony there) - cat.
"And... you do...this too...How many of... 'us' are there? Is that ok to ask?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:35 am
"Only Astraea knows, don't you, a**," Charys was saying, "which is kind of messed up because, to be honest, if you gave all of us each other's Facebook this would have made this a lot easier -- "
" -- as though you even patrol when it isn't by accident -- "
" -- bunch of people at this school, though," she said, and held up her fingers. "Oddy Corlione -- senior. Charlie Boyle -- senior. Moi. Uh, jesus, I don't know, you now. Couple of Crystal Academy girls. Sid -- well, Sid's gone now, isn't she." She sounded peppy about this. Like Sidra had graduated or gone to the Rainbow Bridge. "Oh -- Ellie Spectre, junior, though Ellie's kind of a douchebag at times if you ask me. Which you didn't."
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:51 am
"I'll take your word for it?" She said glancing at the cat. "Oddy? The...Mafia-kid with the Baking?... Really? Is he...senshi of Baked goods?"
She frowned and then looked at the cat.
"Wouldn't it be -safer- if we knew whom we could turn to? I mean... I know Charys, and thanks to -her- I know the other names but, but really? Isn't there something to be said for strength in numbers? Especially with the cops putting -snipers- out for people with um... with..." She reached and flipped at the large red ribbon... "Enormous butt bows... and you haven't said whom or what we're fighting."
She looked very 'prim' all the sudden, a flair of irritation that she compensated by taking on her most showy victorian mannerisms...
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 5:09 am
Ume was suddenly looking like one of those pissed-off pictures of Victorian women you sometimes got, all sepia with a mouth like a lemon as though they'd just sucked on something bad. Which was fighting fire with fire, since Astraea managed to have that look too more than often, though with more of a catlike bitchface. "I don't have the time or the manpower to have an introduction party with you all," said the cat. "If you're out there patrolling, and you should be, you should be meeting your comrades. Maybe you don't, uh, know this, Charys, and I have no idea how you don't, but I'm trying to escape Charonite -- "
"Too bad he hasn't got you," she said.
Astraea freaked out. "They got Sidra TO TRY TO GET TO ME," she said. "If you hadn't screwed up, we wouldn't be in such an APPALLING MESS RIGHT NOW, you -- you -- you RETARD! SIDRA IS GONE. Are you fine with Ume going the same way? Or what about Pegasus? Or Flora? Am I tempting you at all or is your moral compass swinging again to couldn't give a damn?"
Charys said nothing. Eventually, Astraea said: "You're fighting the Negaverse," she said. "They want to destroy everyone in Destiny City and feed off their souls like vampires. They already have. The dead become monsters. Would you like any more description, or do I have to spell out E V I L in bigger letters?"
"God, you're a b***h, a**," said Charys aimlessly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 5:21 am
"Wow... that wasn't so hard -was- it"...
Her voice was oddly acid. She didn't know if it was -fair- to be so pissed with the cat, but she didn't like seeing -anyone- who'd just lost someone treated in such a manner. Call it... oddly delicate sensibilities... but then again blood always passed through the heart.
It was confusing actually... she really wasn't mad -at- the cat she was just...angry. Bristling with a sort of 'standoffish victorian prickle'
"Charys..." She said softly, her quiet tone having sometimes been described as -worse- than being yelled at, for it was velvet edged and almost murmmur quiet.
"You know other Senshi right?... I'd... very much like to work with other people to start out with. And I -trust- you... so I'll trust whom you know. She..." she said nodding very tightly to the cat. "May not realize just how much... being told your something quite unexpected, might shake people up. That we might not -trust- each other... more so since apparently theirs at least one person in a mini skirt who's convinced the cops to bring out the snipers."
She took a deep breath to steady herself.... catch her thoughts.
"If we could...team up and patrol regularly... maybe we could bring...information to new scouts without it, give them someone to trust... and hopefully more people will at least -pair- up and...give this 'Charonite'... a run for his proverbial money."
Despite her soft velvety-black tone, her hands were shaking... fear, anger, confusion. She glanced down at herself taking in the odd costume.
"We can be the introductory party that I think we probably need... the best we can be... Charys? Can we?"
Her face softened despite her still shaking and she moved to put a gloved hand on Charys arm... "Please? I need help...and your friends will need a reason to trust me"
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 7:45 pm
Astraea looked annoyed. Astraea never liked being taken down a peg -- since when was the last time Astraea was taken down a peg, anyway? -- and she decided to lick one leg, apparently in the annoyed cat phase of "I'm not really listening to you". It was a first, anyway.
Charys had wrinkled her nose and closed her eyes. You never asked Charys Murphy for anything. She slithered out of it. So she said, "Okay, yeah, we'll try, I guess," which was probably Charysish for 'I'm still going to try to get out of this, you do realise' because it sounded an awful lot like extra work. "You do the talking, I'll do all of the... not talking."
"Good luck with making her do anything," said the cat, a trifle vindictively.
"So, like, we totally left our lunch behind," said the girl before Ume could say anything else. "I hope somebody hasn't janked my sandwich, can we go back now?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 6:41 am
Ume bit back a snippy "Maybe if you asked nicely" and swallowed it, prickles and all. Cats... good lord. Maybe they never did get over Egypt.
A deep breath and she nodded.
"Your not getting out of this though, if I have to run around in... Knee high boots and -no- underskirts your helping me out on this... I um... How do I change back?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 10:53 pm
"Think about it, Wendy," said Charys. "Just imagine yourself and think your happy thought, and away you go."
She watched as Ume's baby-bat gawth heart fuku dissolved back into the more rudimentary corals and whites of the crappy Meadowview High uniform, and pulled herself up to stand -- and, for a reason that Ume could not discern, could absolutely not discern, for a moment pulled her into a hug. One arm went around her shoulders, and Charys was hugging her. Oh God. Why was Charys hugging her? Charys was only going to hug someone if someone was about to die, most likely Charys --
"Jesus, why am I doing that, I'm meant to be emotionally unavailable," said the girl, and detached. "Come on, Ooh-meh. I'll lend you some gym shorts after. You should feel lucky, though, this get-up gives you a magical leg wax and a magical bikini wax, not that you needed to probably know that."
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