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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 7:31 pm
There was a definite look of confusion on Nickeline's face. Did she not understand what Eunomia had said or had what Eunomia said confused her? It was hard to tell when she wasn't saying anything. She was just standing there, watching Eunomia with her grey eyes. The Negaverse was a big factor in her life in Destiny City and it was true that no one really understood her there but neither did anyone in Destiny City. It was most likely thanks to Benitoite that she was feeling this way. Why couldn't he have just learned Greek? Why was it her who always had to meet everyone in Destiny City all the way. Not even half way, all the way. Pathetic bunch of losers couldn't do anything and instead she had to. Leave the Negaverse though? You didn't just leave the Negaverse. Where would she go? What would she do? She couldn't go back to Greece, could she? She knew the Negaverse were in Greece too. They were everywhere.
Nickeline looked down, and then up, and then she actually kind of looked unhappy.
"You no understand..." She said bitterly. Why didn't Eunomia of all people understand. It was clear fists simply spoke better than words, especially her words. She'd never be out, and she was certain any organization that could implement her immediate transfer to America with any delay could easily make sure her family never existed. Eunomia must understand that, right? It was clear in her arms that she must understand those emotions. Nickeline may not have known that Dana was her sister but she did know those emotions Eunomia had in concern.
The Negaverse was clearly where she belonged. Many White Moonerrs would argue otherwise but Nickeline was hardly under the naivety that her life would suddenly improve because she changed who she punched people in the face for. Okay, so the correct answer was she actually punched people in the face for herself but technically she fought for a side. The holes in her body proved that, and there was no getting away from it.
"Is life now," she said. This is her life now and that's just how it was.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 7:46 pm
For the first time, Eunomia looked at Nickeline like a person. This girl had emotions and thoughts and of course she did, you moron? Eunomia thought of her as a freak before and a mindless punching machine afterwords, and processing this girl as a fully functional and struggling human being made her ashamed it hadn't happened sooner.
Dana felt awkward, but considering the emotions floating around and the integrity of her spine hanging in the balance, did her best to not interrupt, no matter how hard that was.
"Hurting people is your life?" Eunomia asked incredulously. If Nickeline was going to be a real person then she was going to have more to her than that, even if Eunomia was going to have to imagine what filled those blanks herself.
"Do you want to do this?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:16 pm
Did she want this? Did she want to feel unbearably lonely all the time? No, she didn't want that but it didn't seem to matter because whether she was with the Negaverse or with the White Moon senshi there would always be that language barrier. English was of little importance to her because she always planned to go back home to Greece even if it seemed like an impossibility. She didn't like that she had to be the one to conform with little regard to how she felt.
She didn't say anything though, almost shaking her head in disproval as her teeth bit down on her lip. Her life was complicated but Eunomia was pretending like it was simple! Life was not something you just let pass by you. You had to fight tooth and nail to survive! If you had to take a few people hostage to ensure your victory then that's what you did. If you had to fight everything that moved in the night to make sure you woke up the next morning then that's what you did.
"Do you?" She asked, her free hand almost innocently messing with the hair on top of Dana's head.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:52 pm
Eunomia watched, her face softening with clear sympathy. But not quite all the way. This b***h still had her baby sister, even if she was playing with her hair like a little girl.
Dana was observing too. And was still failing at being a good hostage. "It's awesome hair, right? I'll totally give you my conditioner brand."
Eunomia shot her a look, but her attention was on Nickels again soon enough. "I don't want to hurt people," She said with very firm resolve. She had known this from day one. There had been no angst or conflict when she found out she was a senshi, only a revelation that she had better tools for what she wanted all along. "I want to protect people, though. People like that senshi you were kicking that night. People like your hostage?"
She paused, trying to regroup her thoughts.
"What do you want to do?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 9:18 pm
Nickeline had only understood part of what Dana said about hair and conditioning but she felt more than qualified to stick with the conditioner she already had. Hair like this doesn't grow magically, or that's what she would say if she wasn't a corrupt senshi because corrupt senshi actually have magical growing hair. She didn't quite understand the logic of her hair growing when she powered up but if she had one word in the English language to describe how it felt it would be: Delicious. Okay, maybe she got her translation wrong.
What Eunomia said was too boring to listen entirely to and then attempt to translate so instead her head began to sing songs about fat old men in red suits who enjoyed children in their laps. Christmas songs were everywhere, and it suckeddd. It was bad enough not knowing English but songs that were catchy and you couldn't understand were impossible to get out of your head. She almost wished she had the heart to translate Eunomia because that actually might have been better.
Her song stopped when Eunomia paused to ask a new question. What did she want to do? Well, it was obvious she wanted to punch someone in the face but now she was simply tired. Tired and almost relieved in a sense. She looked at Eunomia, and then down to Dana before she pushed Dana forward to Eunomia, picking up the camera on the ground with haste. She considered breaking it but then the data could still be retrieved and that could come back to punch her in the face later. Deciding, Nickeline began to poke it for a bit until finally the tab where the memory card was stashed popped open.
It was hers now. The camera had little use to Nickeline though, and stealing from children was no where near the top of her to-do list so she put it back on the ground before looking at Eunomia. She considered attacking her but at this point it seemed pointless. The whole game was a pawn in her hand and she had won. It may have been favourable to Eunomia but she had won hands down. The expression Eunomia had was priceless, and thanks to it Nickeline would sleep well tonight.
She turned her back to them to leave, not concerned at all about being attacked. One word and Dana could be on the ground squirming for breath. She did stop for a second though, her head half turning to give Eunomia one last look.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 9:45 pm
Dana was released, and she ran to her sister, who met her half way and she clung to the much taller figure. Okay, maybe she had been a little scared.
Eunomia had definitely been scared, and knelt down to hug Dana so tightly, Dana seriously wondered if she would've been safer from strangulation in Nickeline's headlock. Eunomia, on the other hand, was on the verge of tears. She never should've let Dana run around, she never should've skirted the rules about back up, this never should've happened, and she very nearly lost one of the most important people in her life for it.
"Thank you!" She called out after Nickeline. Later she would be angry about this, that Nickeline had the gall to hurt a child, especially this child. But not right now. Right now, Nickeline had given her back and that meant the world.
And she wasn't done with her. "You don't have to be alone, you know," She said, determined to get through to her. People could be saved from Chaos, she knew this. No one would shut the ******** up about it. Nickeline didn't have to be her enemy, and she didn't have to be so alone.
"Hey, b***h, I'll make you a bet," She said with a grin, and threw down her challenge. "I learn your language, you come to our side, yeah? Not complicated, how hard can it be?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 9:51 pm
Considering Nickeline only partially understood, it was going to be more complicated than Eunomia expected. Nickeline on the other hand, smiled rather softly to her. It might have been the first time she'd done so, at least toward Eunomia. She smiled constantly but they more considered a grin than actually a smile and they were usually followed with devious thoughts or a punch in the face but this? This had no ulterior motive though, and it was only followed by Nickeline's heels clicking against the concrete as she ran away.
Game on, Eunomia, game on.
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