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 Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:55 pm
"I would prefer Anarchy over evil. The Negaverse damages your very soul, Zinkenite. You are selling your soul for a leader- a woman who doesn't deserve to control this earth just as much as the White Moon Queen didn't." She shook her head sadly, he just didn't understand. But she also supposed that he was thinking the same, that she didn't understand either. It was a terrible circular conversation.
"And your 'protecting the earth' is served by killing, stealing, and destroying both its denizens- unrelated to battle- and their properties. What protection exists in that?" Perseus looked hurt at his next words, face blank but her eyes were so very sad. "And I apologized. We were both young, I was afraid and so were you. Everything was new. I don't remember an apology for 3 fractured ribs and so many bruises I couldn't count them all. I remember you calling it a necessity, even though I didn't instigate the battle in the first place."
Perseus took a couple steps back on the roof, shaking her head at the captain in front of her. "Logic and fact without humanity and feeling are nothing more than a dictators tools. Love is what makes us alive. Its what makes us human." She didn't care what planet her starseed originated from. It may be Perseied, but Adira was human, and there was nothing anyone could say to convince her otherwise.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:06 pm
"Your protecting of it... seems to be invading it, killing us, and then justifying it by -calling- it love Perseus... it's a -war-, and we're fighting people who can't even be honest with themselves..."
He shook his head and frowned. "No appolgies from you either when half the city fell asleep, died behind the wheels of cars, run over, falling from great heights, drifting away into nightmares. Those who woke still haunted by them... that wasn't US... half the city, half the city Perseus, was that love?"
"No..." He said after a pause. "No neither of us can understand can we, it's part of what we're doing... one of us...maybe both of us so entrapped by where we stand in this that we simply can't. I could argue back and forth about charismatic leaders who were 'loved by all', history has already told their stories, it's just not often that they loose... it does happen though. It's past the point where it matters who started the fight... we're all trapped in this... I'm trying to listen... I am...are you?."
He sounded almost sad about it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 2:16 am
She could argue more, but what good would that bring the two? The coma's hadn't been the senshi either, they had been the real invaders, crossed over from the other place. Perseus didn't know much about it, only that Nehelena had been at the meeting to explain. It sounded too much like an excuse to just go shouting it back at him, so she chose to say nothing at all.
"I am always listening." It was the training of a good socialite, to always listen, never tune out. Never get distracted, listen first. Her mother had almost beat it into her as a child, making her repeat parts of conversations back perfectly. Perseus didn't like thinking about it, but it was difficult growing up in such a harsh environment. "I'm sorry if anyone's ever hurt you Zink." She wasn't looking at him, but it was sincere. Perseus didn't like to see others getting hurt, and its why she and Vogue worked so hard to be respectful of civilians and property. "You didn't deserve it." The sailor took another few steps backwards, towards the roofs ledge.
"But I'm afraid that you won't ever believe or truly listen to what I have to say." He couldn't. After all, that would mean that she was right, and Zinkenite would never admit to that. She didn't speak it as an accusation, simply as a fact, because she was right and she knew it. "There is a lack of love on each side of the spectrum." One side was always balanced by having a piece of the other, a yin yang of good and evil, with varying levels of each on both sides of the dividing line. Perseus shouldn't be blamed for something she wasn't a part of.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 8:05 am
"I hear... and I listen, it's more than I can say for most." He replied with nothing readable in his gaze or tone, it was simply weary, simply tired.
"I've seen that we are capable... of..." He stopped himself, he started to speak again and then stopped once more.
"I wish I could say...but my word is worth more than that. I know though, I know we are -capable- of hearing more than either of us will now... regardless of rank. One day... one day perhaps only the people who -deserve- hurt will be hurt... then I will know you are safe..."
He shifted and started to turn to go.
"How long I wonder, has this war gone on... how long has it been something passed off as shadows and secrets by the people who walk in blissful ignorance?" He shook his head and sighed.
"... But I don't know that I could ever give up at least knowing that it was happening. Another day Perseus... another day and we might speak again."
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2011 11:01 pm
She didn't begrudge him of the fact of listening, Perseus knew that he listened. What he seemed to lack, however, was the understanding that the state of his very essence was what was at stake in the matter. Or perhaps he knew? Or perhaps it was her 'alien' soul that was really the abomination. She wasn't quite sure what he had in his head to justify everything, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to know either. If only because she could probably never convince him otherwise.
"The battle between good and evil has gone on long before any of us could even imagine, probably to the beginning of time itself. There has always been darkness and light, one cannot exist unless in full strength without the other." Perhaps the existence of darkness in their hearts is what allowed some senshi to become corrupted? She wasn't sure. Had Perseus known who Pluto was, or even that she existed, she might have tried to track her down for some answers. In the meantime, she got them where she could- mainly space cats and floating gurus.
Perseus herself turned to go and then stopped, turning back around. "Another day and it might be too late for one of us, or both of us. That is the penalty of war." With that last phrase, Perseus exited the roof to go prowl around some more. She could never quite sleep well after she'd had a talk with the purple haired Negaverse Agent.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 4:39 am
He moved to the roof edge watching after her and shook his head quietly.
"... I think if you shared our soothing 'darkness' senshi, rather than your clearly blinding 'light'...that you might listen more with your eyes and ears rather that letting yourself be tugged along by the whimsy of your hearts."
True she may not have been there to hear it, already making her way over the roof tops in a dart of teal and brown. Determined and increasingly 'close minded' to his thinking but dangerous all the same. Wise in so much as their circumstances allowed her to be wise.
Perhaps that was as wise as anyone -ever- was. "Goodnight Perseus..."
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