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 Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:10 pm
"What we WANT?! OH MY F*CKIN' GOD! We don't want anything!" Of course, this was more Iris speaking for herself at this point. "We f*ckin'WANT fer th'Negaverse to stop KILLIN' people in the city! That's what we f*ckin' WANT!" The senshi pulled back an arm and was about to thrust it forward to give Eunomia a hard punch to the stomach when she found her arm was being held back.
"This is why we don't usually do it this way, Iris. Calm down... she doesn't know any better." Once more ********* had changed to her human-like form, if only to prevent a full fledged fist-fight from happening. Considering the difference in ranks, Eunomia would not be winning that fight.
In a well practiced manner, the shortest of the trio swung herself around so she was between Iris and Eunomia. It was then that she let go of the blonde's fist, then spun on her toes to face Eunomia again.
"Sailor Iris might not be the most eloquent person out there, but she means well. And to be quite honest, all she has said thus far has been truth. The media is actually quite misinformed on the goings on in the city." In an effort to show this new senshi first-hand what sort of issues they were dealing with, she placed a hand upon the girl's chest, just above her heart.
"I am not aiming to feel you up... but close your eyes and clear your mind." Of course, her green eyes watched the blue ones until the blue ones were closed. With her eyes open, she concentrated a bit before offering an explanation.
"Do you feel that warmth in your chest? That is what is called a starseed... every person has one. Some have the ability to call upon the powers of a celestial body. Yours is connected to the asteroid, Eunomia. Right now, the power is small, but it has the potential to grow. Regardless of if your starseed has the potential of a senshi or not, every person needs one to live. If you do not have one... your body dies."
Iris still believed that ********* was groping Eunomia, no matter how much she explained it. Yup. Eunomia was getting groped.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:15 pm
Eunomia was totally braced for a fist fight wen the cat girl intervened. Unfortunately she hadn't quite grasped that Iris was an eternal senshi and could therefore kick her a**. Or maybe she kind of did, somewhere, in the back of her mind, but she still hadn't really grasped the reality of this bizarre night and thusly the potential consequences of anything she was doing.
Of all the things they told her, the media's misinformation was probably the only thing she swallowed with a polite nod. the daughter of a cop, even one who had passed away long before these events took place, knew that the media and reality were almost two detached instances, so she could take that without any resistance.
She should've been expecting some of what was next because the cat girl led off with 'I am not aiming to feel you up', but when her hand went to her chest, Eunomia couldn't help but raise her brow and eventually just said, "Oh, uh, okay then," Before closing her eyes and listening to the explanation of starseeds.
She did feel the warmth, and for a brief moment, she had a calm, pleasant expression on her face, until one final detail.
"If you do not have one... your body dies."
"Whoa, what?!" Eunomia's eyes snapped open and grabbed ********* hand to pull it off her chest. After that little snafu, she started mentally gathering information and tried to consolidate it into one little knowledge pile.
"Okay, so..." She pursed her lips and glanced up as she tried to mentally piece this together. "Souls are real, at least, I think that's what you're telling me these starseeds are, and the Negaverse is stealing them because they like chaos? And also we're supposed to fight the Negaverse dressed like Japanese schoolgirls with our talking cat and I'm sorry but what the hell is up with your a** wings?!" She rambled off, her tangent ending with a double handed gesture at Iris' fuku. She had stolen glances of the wings more than once, mostly because they were ridiculous, and also because Eunomia's fuku uniform costumy thing didn't have any awesome status symbols and she was kind of secretly pouty about that.
"Also Blondie is Sailor Iris, and... who are you, cat?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:18 pm
Knowing if she stayed in this form much longer that she'd be attracting the attention of some very energy hungry youma, the cat earred girl took Eunomia's hand, then placed the cell phone back into her hand. She guided the senshi's hand to curling around the phone before she once again shrank back to being a cat.
With a kind chuckle, the feline's eyes went up to Eunomia's eyes, making certain she was looking to her. "Goodness, once you get started with questions, you keep on going! Not that it's a bad thing. Sometimes asking the right questions is a good trait to have. I did introduce myself earlier, but I think you were still freaking out about the fact I can talk." She nodded her head slightly so her collar could jingle. "My name is *********, but I have been known to go by many names in all honesty. Right Iris?"
The blonde only responded with a grumble from where she was standing immediately behind the feline. It was true she was no longer holding her back or standing in a way that the more seasoned senshi couldn't hit the dark haired girl. Nothing was preventing her from hitting that overly annoying girl across the face. Yet for some reason, she remained there, arms crossed, not aiming to hit the girl.
Maybe that would be something for another time.
Since there had been so many questions, it was time to give them answers. "The Negaverse steals them for the energy they contain. Sometimes they will leave the starseed in tact and just drain a person of their energy. Other times, they will force their hand into your chest and simply take it from a person. I do not have the ability to touch your starseed, so you are safe if I do anything with yours." Since the subject of the Negaverse hopefully over, the manx moved onto the question of the fuku.
"Sailor Iris is what is called an Eternal Senshi. It is the highest, most powerful rank that a senshi can go. Prior to this, she had been a Super Senshi, and prior to that, she had been a Senshi." Of course, ********* had never met Sailor Iris as a mere senshi. By the time the two had met, Sailor Iris had already managed to work up to becoming a Super Senshi.
"It f*ckin' sucks..." the yellow suited senshi added as commentary. "And highly impractical..."
"Yes, yes... I know about the impracticality... but I don't select what your fukus look like after you gain more power."
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:22 pm
"So there's no chance of a uniform change, eh?" Eunomia asked grimly and looked down at her black and blue ensemble, complete with bows and stars in her hair. "Do I get powers?" She asked, perking up a little. This would be a lame superhero fantasy if she didn't get any powers, but then again, Senshi of Order sounded like a lame superhero domain. She did like order, but not when she was supposed to be kicking someone's butt. Priorities, people.
She took the cell phone, and didn't try to give it back this time. Instead she flipped it open and started fiddling with it absentmindedly while they talked.
There was still that lingering subject of ********* other girls, but she didn't know how to bring that up. Or if she even wanted to. Ugggh, this reality break was so long. And oddly detailed. So much information to digest.
So Sailor Iris was more experienced and the highest senshi rank whatever and she was also annoying and bitter and didn't really seem like she wanted to be there.
********* was nice, polite, and informative in spite of that whole being a talking cat thing, which still squicked Eunomia out when she was full on animal thing. Too uncanny valley for her.
Well it was different.
"Okay," She agreed with a light shrug and that was all. Just an okay.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:34 pm
The mention of powers did not go ignored.
"Yes. If you shout out 'Eunomia’s Good Order'... you will know what to do from there...however... it won't do you any good unless you have an opponent to go against and at least one teammate with you." With no Youma around, there was no chance she'd be able to use her attack.
As if able to read minds, the more senior senshi commented "Yeah... this wouldn't have been so borin' if there had been a youma 'round..." And less interface time with the new snooty senshi.
"Okay... I have answered many questions for you, and now I have one really important question to ask you, Eunomia."
There was a slight pause.
"Would you be ever so kind enough to share some of that cinnamon coffee cake that you had?"
The sound of Sailor Iris slapping her forehead with her hand echoed against the walls.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:39 pm
"...Huh." Eunomia just sort of let the powers explanation go, and filed that in a 'for later' category. If this lasted that long. She had no idea what the hell order based powers would be and that was a little troubling. Was her slightly messy room bothering her so much her subconscious was messing with her dreams?
There was a barely there tinge of animosity in her expression when Iris spoke up again, but she tried her best not to provoke another near fist fight. Someone had to be the bigger man here.
Besides the cat had a really important question... about cake.
"Oh! Man, I dropped my cake," Eunomia, suddenly reminded it exists, rushed towards the poor, battered box left in the alley. Just because she thought the contents were gag inducing didn't mean she didn't lament the wasted food, especially when this wasted food was supposed to be an apology for a late pay day.
She gingerly lifted it up and peeked inside. The food inside was shaken and crumbled, but still edible. The box had shielded it from any unsanitary contact with the pavement. She just kind of sighed at the ugly mash of coffee cake before holding out the box to offer it to *********. She'd rather see someone enjoy it anyway.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:44 pm
The ball of fur rushed to the dark-haired girl immediately, crowding close to the box as it was opened up. Pretty quickly, her face was shoved into the mashed up cake.
It was obvious the feline was not shy about eating.
The senshi had seemed to pick up on a detail that the cat might not have noticed earlier, and now seemed like a good time to bring it up.
"...so ya work there?" With a gloved finger, she pointed to the box, which seemed to signal she meant the bakery. It didn't sound like the yellow-suited senshi approved, but it mostly had to do with the cat who was stuffing her face with coffee cake.
Gross coffee cake.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:45 pm
"Oh, wow, are you sure-- um... okay," Eunomia's brow knitted in a worried look at the cat gorging on cake. That can't be healthy.
"Yeah," She responded to the question about working in the bakery with a flat, halfway annoyed tone. Less annoyed at Iris this time and more annoyed at the truth of it. She had never been so opposed to sweets as she was when she was surrounded by them all the time. While she would prefer to not admit she was in agreement with Iris on anything right now, she would've had to if the sentiment about coffee cake being gross had been vocalized. It was a little nauseating watching the cat devour the smashed thing.
Well, her little sister would be complaining. Not that Eunomia cared.
But it reminded her, real life was going to be calling in the morning and if this was a dream, it was an exhausting one.
"Soooo. Enjoy the cake. If you could tell me out to change out of the miniskirt, I think it's time to turn in for the night."
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 11:46 pm
Taking a momentary break to get some air into her lungs after scarfing down coffee cake so fast, the cat panted out "You're right... it is getting a bit late. I'll check in with you some time tomorrow probably..." She smiled faintly before giving Eunomia the information she was seeking.
"Just think of yourself back as the way you were before... and you'll change back."
"That's an excuse if I ever heard one..." the senshi commented as she heard ********* plan of action for the next day. The cat wasn't going to visit the bakery simply to be a good guardian. She wanted to get something out of it.
Probably more cake. "...at this rate, she's gonna turn inta' a fat a**!"
"I get plenty of exercise and you know it, Iris!" With that, kitty face was shoved into cake again.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 12:50 am
Eunomia closed her eyes and concentrated, half tempted to click her heels and say there's no place like home.
But when she opened her eyes, she was Evelyn again. She did a quick pat down to double check everything was still there and her pockets were still full of random crap. "Oh, awesome."
She gave a weird glance at the exchange between ********* and Iris and started to wonder what the hell was up with this dysfunctional team. Had she been interested in continuing this adventure, she might've asked about other team members.
But she wasn't. All she wanted to do now was get home and collapse in bed, maybe stuff this pen and cellphone in her sock drawer and hope they went away in the morning.
"Don't choke, cat," She said with an awkward half smile and she reached down to lightly stroke the manx's back before she took her leave and started walking towards home.
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