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 Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:19 am
"Not to my knowledge..." He said with a small shrug. "But I have to date only met them as a civilian, actually just before I was recruited, not a few weeks before I had a run in with a Yoma and the Senshi fought it. They are stronger than civilians too from what I can tell... and posess..." he shook his head irritated at the word
"I am loathe to say it but for lack of a better more -rational- term, magical attacks. You'd think It would be easier to -accept- that word in the face of...well"
He waved a hand at his uniform and then at her airplanes.
"Well, finding myself wearing some kind of parody of old naval captains uniforms and armed with a slingshot and smoke bombs."
He pondered for a moment, scowling slightly.
"No... I really don't know -what- drives the Senshi, that bothers me I admit. I want to know what they gain from their actions. I very much doubt that the City is infested with truly selfless people who do this out of the kindness of their hearts. Perhaps they simply enjoy the fights, or occasionally are acquainted with people that they save."
He turned to look up at her again.
"I will warn you if you have not yet realized that it's oddly, almost impossible if not flat -out- impossible to match OUR faces to our civilian selves. I can say flat out that I had -no- ability to connect Scheelite with his civilian self despite the fact that I see him on a daily basis."
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:32 am
"Magical attacks." Zircon let out something that was between a scoff and a laugh, shaking her head. It was a lot of information to retain, and she found that the only way she could comprehend it was to repeat his words, letting the ideas roll off her tongue experimentally. In her civilian life she had always been an auditory learner, so her parroting made sense now, but as she caught herself she frowned, wanting to contribute more to this conversation than an instant replay.
The senshi were a topic of interest, but one that could be researched later. Perhaps she could even call Amanda and glean what the other woman knew, if she had the time. What she needed was more information on her own faction, and as Zinkenite made the point about their identities, she looked at him intently, studying his features. Ultimately, her mind drew a blank. "So what you're saying is we could have already met. Me, you," she glanced up to the rooftops, "Any number of the agents."
She paused, reflecting on this fact. "That does make things inconvenient. So there's no way of discerning another Agent when they're a civilian?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:08 pm
"If you can think of a better thing to call them by all -means-... I saw someone turn 'pricing her finger' into ... into little 'needles'. Rather unsanitary if you ask me. She's like the miniskirted poster child for unsafe practices."
He considered her next question carefully.
"... I'm really not sure... I can tell Scheelite out of uniform, but now I know him...though he still 'looks' off. " He mused...
"I would, suspect that it would be hard, yet if you had enough definitive clues you could guess. The dangerous part however is getting them confirm without using their Lieutenant name on the OFF chance that their not whom we suspect them of BEING. Last thing we need is to find out that we have a Senshi for a doppleganger."
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