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 Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 11:47 pm
"I don't know," Natron said honestly. "I don't know who would win, all I know is that it would be awful." He sighed and rested his arms on his knees, and then his hands on his arms. "The White Moon has numbers, I'll give them that, but we can teleport, we have deadly weapons, and starseed grabbing - and we have the Dark Mirror." Leto, Remarque, Navi, Toutatis. No one he would ever want to go toe to toe with.
"You know, we'd welcome you," Natron said, his tone completely casual. "If you ever decide the White Moon isn't right, I mean. The Negaverse or the Dark Mirror would be happy to take you in." He'd rather have Medea on his side, so he'd actually be able to protect her. It was a strange, brotherly instinct, because she clearly needed someone to keep her safe.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 12:09 pm
She studied Natron intensely, wondering. "The Negaverse is really powerful isn't it?" Powerful enough to save her, perhaps. What if she...? No. That would hurt her colleagues too much, right? But then...She smiled weakly and chuckled softly. She befriended a few agents already. Maybe joining their ranks wouldn't hurt so much...
She couldn't reconcile the killing, though. Even if endangered, she would never ever kill. She couldn't even kill spiders or flies! Life was precious!
"Thank you. You're very sweet, Natron." The Milky Way spun and planets glistened softly from afar. "I'm just worried I guess." If she closed her eyes, she could feel the universe crushing her. "Do you think I'd look good in uniform?" She smirked. "Be honest!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 5:24 am
Natron nodded. "We are, and we have strong allies." Even if the Court and the Negaverse didn't have a technical alliance at this point - which seemed ridiculous, because weren't they all Chaos, but he didn't pretend to understand what had gone into the decision - he was sure that if it ever actually came to war, the Dark Mirror wouldn't abandon them.
"Well, our Senshi look a little different from our officers, but yeah, I think black would suit you." He thought black would suit most Senshi, of course. Head rather have them freed of Order brainwashing. Most of them didn't seem like bad people; they just got unlucky in having an alien soul.elza magica I apologize for typos; doing this on my iPad!
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 9:31 pm
She yawned. "Different like dazzling beautiful like Adonis different?" She wondered if they'd met yet. Maybe not. In either case, it wouldn't be so awful to turn into a sparkling goddess of beauty, and Adonis seemed happy! He laughed and kissed and touched her hand, and she liked him a lot, though he told her never to play poker. Why would he do that? "Natron let's not fight ever." A star faded. "If we're ever about to fight, I'll run away if you run away?"
She meant it. She didn't want to die to him--and how embarrassing it would be if he died to her sparkly pink hands. No, Natron deserved a glorious death with church bells that tolled for him or a statue of him in the park or a bed of roses planted in his name.
Something more than a grl in a golden tiara who happened to kill him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 9:43 pm
"Yeah," Natron wasn't sure if she was talking about a Sailor Adonis or the myth, but sure, that fit. He reached up to brush his fingers through her hair. "I think the hair would really make it for you. Negaverse senshi have the best hair." He didn't even think about how the gesture might look.
The promise she requested was an easy one. "I don't know that I'll run away, but no, I won't fight you." Not when he was sure she would be a perfect target for corruption. Why would he fight someone he wanted to bring over? He would rather see Medea as one of the Negaverse's than as a lost, sad White Mooner.
That was how he felt about a lot of Senshi, really.
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 10:28 pm
"Pffft." She played with her hair and looked at him all sparkly-eyed and smiley. Medea, were you really going to melt whenever someone touched your purple hair? Yes, you were. "You're just being nice now." How could he know she treasured her hair? Was it that obvious? She sat up straight and stretched.
"I guess we'll have to see, won't we?"
She smirked.
"Now then!" She sighed. "It's late, and the longer we stay out, the greater our chances of getting hurt, right?" A breeze. "I'll see you soon?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 10:35 pm
"No, I really mean it," Natron said, still smiling as he removed his hand from her hair. He would rather see every Senshi in black and with acres of hair than have to kill them all, either way.
"We will," he agreed. Then, he nodded to her, stretching and turning. It was better to get back to his apartment, anyway, so that he could get some sleep before work. Lack of customers or not, falling asleep behind the register wasn't exactly a good idea.
"Stay safe, Medea." He said, and then he vanished without a sound.
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Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 11:23 am
"Later Natron." Medea stretched and leapt onto the grass, stealing one last glance at the stars before powering down. Ruthie would be your friend, Natron. Even if she didn't know who you were or who you killed or if you killed, she would take you by the hand and smile and tell you it would be okay.
And maybe even join you.
Not for the killing, of course, but for nights staring at the moon, wishing on stars.Die Fluegel der Freihert Thanks so much! Pleasure as always. =D <333
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