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 Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 5:51 pm
Camelot nodded his head and smiled. He was glad to hear her agree to a peace treaty between them, of sorts. it was a good thing, as they were very capable of doing some damage if they wanted to, and it seemed they always came to blows.
Now they could work together, or at least work toward that. This was a start, and something important.
"I know, I don't expect you to do that. I don't expect you to want to fight in a different way or for a different reason. But as long as we're not fighting each other, and you're open to this idea of finding a peaceful method... that's good enough for me."
He smiled warmly, green eyes soft and friendly now that the danger had passed.
"Just having that willingness is a step in the right direction, and I'm certain if we work together more of both our teams will want to talk. But for now... I think you should really go get that looked at..." He nodded to her hand, looking guilty again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 10:24 pm
As long as she pretended that her hand wasn't broken, that Camelot couldn't see her flinch, the pain seemed to ebb away for the time being, but the moment he referenced it the throbbing reemerged with newfound fury, and she winced as she glanced down, trying to wiggle at least one of her fingers. No dice: even the slightest twitch sent pain lancing up her arm, and finally she lowered the injured hand as a lost cause.
"I'll be fine," she repeated, knowing the moment she got home she could simply consume one of her smaller energy pearls, healing the worst of the injury. Of course, she wouldn't be the one to tell him something like that; he'd get more caught up in what the remedy was than the fact that she was no longer in pain. Taking a cautious step back, she made her way towards the building's edge. Of course, it would be easier to simply take the rooftop entrance back to her apartment, but letting Camelot know that she actually lived here was a risk she couldn't bare to take. Besides, once she was out of sight she could power down and go through the front door as a civilian. Maybe even check her mail downstairs.
It had been a while since she'd used the front door, when she thought about it. Who would, when you could climb buildings like they were playsets and hop from rooftop to rooftop?
"I'll be around," she ended with a somewhat cryptic nod, and using her good hand she propelled herself down to one of the grated stairs, an easy bound down once she got her footing. Of course, she wouldn't simply power down at the bottom: already she was devising a decoy route in case the Knight got curious. But after a short jaunt through the neighborhood, she could don her daytime identity once again and tend to that hand of hers, which would most certainly hurt even more without the power of Chaos in her veins. Alas, such was the plight of a Negaverse agent.
However, the civilian Suri couldn't help but continue to feel empowered, even as she bit back tears from the wrenching pain. Through her angered haze, she was succeeding where others had faltered and failed.
She had friends on the other side.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 2:44 pm
Camelot watched her as she backed up, taking a step back to acknowledge that she wanted to leave. He wouldn't stop her, as they had seemed to have found a kind of level footing, and they did not need to argue or talk any more tonight.
Maybe once they were both calmed, things would be easier and less awkward.
He nodded in return, bowing a bit. He missed her jumping and looked up to find her gone. He smiled softly, thinking things over. It had been a strange evening, but he found he was happy with the out come in the end.
Camelot was making progress, he felt, with his goals to find a peaceful end to the war. A friend was just one person, but it was a step. An important step. He knew each Negaverse agent he spoke to, he would be able to learn more and more about them, and he would be able to find a way to help them all.
The knights were not just a part of the White Moon. They were not just connected to the senshi, to serve and protect them. They were also connected to the Negaverse in a way that was not so tactile. It was that bond that drove Camelot.
He left the room after he couldn't feel her power signature any more, powering down himself to walk home in peace.
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