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 Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 7:59 am
Ares nodded with authority. "You should. Great book, has my highest recommendation." By her tone, it was clear that this was saying something quite significant. It wasn't often that Ares read for pleasure, but the self-help section was all about improvement. Improvement was always worthy of study.
She fixed Azzo with a serious look. "For you, staying away is the safest form of protection. There are a lot more of you than there are of us." Like larva in a beehive. Her ears perked at mention of the Princess. It could not have been her Princess. Her Princess was certainly capable of organizing the masses, but if she had done such a thing, Ares was certain she would have been told about it.
"You know too much about this thing you aren't a part of," she said, crossing one leg over the other. Her voice wasn't maternal, more scolding. Didn't civilians realize how fragile they were, how easily snuffed out? "If you've been around those senshi enough to know the White Moons are disorganized, that one of the Princesses is here, then you are spending too much time rooting around in the dirt. I'm telling you, Azzo. It's not smart. You don't have a death wish, do you?" Ares did not count the Black Moon senshi in that disorganized number. They had their Princess, they had training, they had skill. But the others? From what she'd seen so far, she could believe it.
When Azzo started to walk, Ares trailed along beside him, ears tuned to their surroundings, eyes searching the horizon. "I'll escort you to your door. Don't leave your house again tonight. I'm leaving the area, and it'll be your own life in your hands."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 9:09 am
Azzo nodded, "I will." He said making a mental note of the book. Self help books probably would be what he needed considering the insufferable amounts of lack of control.
He nodded slightly slinking into a rather quite disposition. "I'm sorry..." He said softly he was, he never actually meant to be in the wrong place at the wrong time...
He paused, at the death wish. Did he? He shook his head, "No... I don't think so... I just... I'm just trying to figure out what's going on. There were Aliens that attacked me and a bunch of other people... I was seriously only out to get food that time. I didn't even know they were there!"
He paused, "Then that night with the princess, I was walking back home, trying to avoid any youma when there was bunch of senshi standing there fighting about something, and a blonde clad in black came up and tried to attack this tree they were standing around that had one of the alien's in it's limbs the other dead... The tree was alive and piled me and a lot of the other senshi up after the blonde left."
He pause looking flustered, "I'm at the wrong place at the wrong time it seems. Bad luck or something... or Karma's kicking my a** for something that happened..." He sounded flustered as they walked. "I don't try to get into trouble.... not normally." He Frowned and shook his head.
He sighed hands going behind his head looking up at the stars.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 9:34 pm
Ares walked in silence as Azzo spoke, following the boy across the stretch of ground he had covered from his house to the shopping mall. He was odd, even odder than she recalled. They'd only met briefly, first at Barren Pines and then once after. She had never taken to him, not really. Azzo was not a person she ever understood.
All of his talk of aliens did not make it much better.
They reached his house, and Ares paused at the edge of the sidewalk. "Don't chase down the youma you sense. There is nothing that you can do to stop them. So hide. Lock yourself in." She glanced down the length of the street. "There are stranger things than battling trees." She fixed him with a serious look. "Don't leave the house again tonight."
Without a goodbye, Sailor Ares took off at a run in the opposite direction, disappearing into the shadows.
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