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"Court is a feudal term, " He looked over to Faust. "It implies leadership, dogma and direction. If not always in accord, in the spirit of arguing until they come to one. The 'White Moon Court' doesn't exist. There are some groups called 'teams' that do little, if and when they see each other. There are some royals who will not lead. And when someone starts trying to talk policy about the war apparently people start bickering like its cops and robbers at recess. Its an antiquated and dead idea that no one rallies- there is no 'Court.' "

" There won't be until there's a community that feels the need for one. " Communities then elect leaders, or leaders grow out of them. There were chieftains before earls, earls before kings. Kings before congresses. " I am a Senshi. I am an uncorrupted Senshi that fights on the side of Order. 'White Moon' has no part of that, its a ruined castle city with no people, no Senshi, no queen. "

Her next statements were punctuated by her discomfort. Thraen reached out, intending to clasp her shoulder reassuringly if she allowed it. "The warehouse after the city-wide blackout? Where General Bischofite was stabbed? "

"As Faust says...at large scale operations, it becomes less cut and dry. There isn't time, and we don't have the resources, training, or solidarity among Senshi or knights to effectively neutralize, search and impound our enemies. At many operations, you're going to be faced with the hard choice that these enemies are harvesting souls and stealing energy. Even the least of their members at an operation is an accessory. "

"It is best if you can turn them to purification, but failing that it isn't worth the surety of loss in lives to let them go. The victims in the time between would not thank the leniency, would the dead to speak. Megrez, don't think you have to like killing. It isn't right to fetishize it with heroics, either. Ending life is no glory. Many of them are just misguided, or afraid for their own. They are brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, daughters and sons, just like we are. Killing is only a necessity to protect the Earth and all worlds for whatever forces, from this 'Chaos', that guides them to treat all other live as chattel and kine."

"If we don't stop them, their tens or hundreds of operatives....at the very least the whole City of some millions loses. I suspect all of Earth, if our broken worlds are epitaph. "

"It ain't gonna happen overnight," Faust chimed in. "People don't change at the drop of a hat, and they don't really jus' go down without a fight. You gotta be a little more patient, a'ight? Jus' do what you can 'n' keep your own a** alive. We ain't got the numbers they do, from the look o' things, so we can't go kamikaze those sons of bitches." Sitting up a little taller, Faust looked between the two.

However, Faust couldn't help but wonder what was going on in this senshi's head. He shot Thraen a puzzled look to communicate his suspicions.

"Things ain't great for us, but they could get a helluva lot worse. We gotta step up our game - all of us. White Moon or not. So uh, we done enjoyin' the scenery 'round here? If you two got more s**t to discuss, I can jus' go out n' chew some grass cuz I'm itchin' to get movin'."

Megrez listened as attentively as she could, trying her best to take in Thraen's every word. In a way, he was giving her a new directive: learn as much as she could, and with that learning, form her own perspective. There was, of course, a sub-directive under that one: seek support when possible. Both of those "missions" seemed reasonable to Megrez. She had been seeking support when she could, and those in her little group had supported her well, she thought. However, she needed to learn more from others, and that meant seeking out more people. These were not the times to be insular. The invitation to patrol made her smile and nod, and she started walking with the cat and the Eternal senshi. "I agree. Thanks a lot, Thraen. I'll be tagging along."