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 Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 6:50 pm
" I don't worry of it, " he rejoined her joking warmly, "When body and ears attract, personality swifts sends astray." It's been a long time since meeting any new Mauvians, myself. I wonder if they are all so possessive r exclusive as these two I most oft see? No, I don't think.... "Horatio didn't seem much the whining type. I've only met her once, briefly, and her name only as a small boy with glasses greeted her with it. There was that cream Mauvian...I never learned her name, I don't think...I don't even know if she's alive. She seemed quiet, and not suited to battle. Then there's Snowball...Diana..." Quenton shook his head, quickly running out of names for his too-meager supply of known starcats. "What about where Colin lives? That apartment building seemed to have open spaces and a solid address you could make use of without worrying of frightening people about a 'talking cat'? A residential area has less dangerous foot traffic than a tourist spot. "
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2015 5:53 pm
"Personality didn't send me running." Ash laughed, a flick of her tail waving away his assertions. Obviously anyone who didn't appreciate Quenton was blind and thick-headed, he was a perfectly lovely man. And she was not biased, thank you very much.
"I've never met Horatio so I can't say. Or Diana. Mmm... The mauvians I know are Snowball, Liryn, Zirconia, even if she's not a typical cat. Yumi, *********... We had a meeting, just us cats, some months ago and I met Nicodemus, Lucasta, Carmen, Tomlin, Arthur, Sheena..." Ash paused as she scrunched her face. "Goodness, I didn't realize I knew so many... But regardless, its hard to impose on one just to cover for another and almost as limiting as being stuck in HQ."
Rising, Ash padded over to the edge of the table and reached for him with paw, patting at him in feline demand. Being on the table had lost its appeal, especially when there was a warm pair of arms right there.
"I've considered moving in with one of my senshi, but the problem isn't the lack of places to go so much as it is lack of shielding to hide my massive aura. But that can't really be helped, I suppose. Maybe someday I'll figure out how the builders did it and learn now to recreate it for myself. It would be a useful skill. Its a pie in the sky dream to think about a device I could take with me that would do that so I wasn't tied to one place."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 2:22 am
Yumi, Nicodemus, Lucasta, Carmen, Tomlin, Arthur, Sheena- That was already seven names and he'd NOT MET A SINGLE ONE OF THESE MAUVIANS. He had no idea what color they were, the quality of their fur or whiskers, if they were polydactyl, or where they could be found. It was a huge amount Mauvians. And none of those names I've heard other senshi throwing about either. All of them possibly awakening new senshi, or upgrading, all around the city with no connections to anyone I know at all.
No wonder none of us know anything of each other. I doubt the teams or meetings or the wiki...or the blackwatch would be mentioned by cats that have literally no connection to any of it. But they might awaken a new senshi ever few months. That would be, what, three a year, say. Seven cats. Twenty one new senshi, potentially, that could be out there, struggling. Wounded. Corrupted. Killed. And without any connections as much as when I when I was given my pen. Like instinct, Quenton gathered the silver body up, supporting her back feet on his right arm and cradling her against his chest while he left stroked along her back. The nekomimi were quite perked, intense and forward with focus. "Were those all free mauvians- white moon? I never knew there were so many....it puts a lot into ...' -Depressing- "Perspective." He sighed and turned his face to put his chin and mouth into the soft ruff of her neck affectionately. Sighed. There's no accounting or ability on this planet, in this lifetime, or any other under any god that has ever herded or directed cats. Stop trying. It isn't going to get better. "How many senshi do you count yours now? If you don't mind sharing names?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 1:13 pm
Ash hummed happily at the attention, pleased to be held and stroked. She commanded all of his attention in that moment, and the Mauvian relished it.
"They were all white moon. I haven't met any Chaos cat. I don't know if all were free or if they were bonded... when we all met to give out communication devices, everyone introduced themselves, but no one had the consideration to mention any partners. It didn't seem important at the time, after that youma burst out of the wall of HQ." Such a horrible experience, and no senshi convenient to play protector! Things could have gone badly for the lot of them, but thankfully hadn't.
Ash perked at the pause, her own ears perking forwards as she angled a look upwards at the scarred, youthful face. That face lowered to press into her fur and the Burmilla began to purr indulgently.
"There are more of Order's soldiers out there than we could hope to count or organize, and cats are by nature secretive beings. You're making a good effort with the Blackwatch, it just takes time to establish something like that, and a lot of work." Her small head tilted and she butted against his shoulder, rubbing her rounded cheek into his shirt to leave the scent of herself on his clothing. His question was odd to bring up, but the Mauvian was, as ever, proud of her small collection of senshi.
"Oh, my, there is quite a list now... Do you mean ones I've awakened, or ones I've claimed? One is quite longer than the other. You know some of the ones I've awakened, now. Astarte, my first. Methone and Thyrmr, who's new. Both Saturn babies and forming a team with other Saturn folk. Neckar, also new. Halley, Hyukatake, Megrez, Iphigenia, Nepthys, Pistol. Sadachbia, Fenrir." A soft sigh fluttered from Ash as her tail curled behind her, her mood turning thoughtful and sad. "And of course, the lost one, Amphitrite. The only time I've failed in my duty. I wish... things had turned out differently. I tried very hard, you know that. She didn't believe me."
How depressing... and right back to why she'd come here in the first place. Oh well. It had been an innocent enough question, it wasn't his fault.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 3:47 am
I wonder how many secrets are paid for with lives, excusing adaptation to differing circumstances of war with 'nature'. Strange she so specifically matches to my thoughts of the blackwatch with her words. Perhaps disappointment with it abounds further than my own. Ash is...was...? Is? one of the elected Executrix. Bifrost, Ganymede, myself, Athene, Ash. What was that-
'forming a team with other Saturn folk'
A team forming and for how long have you known this, Ash? One of the very Executrices of the ******** Watch and you neither tell any of the rest of us that this is happening from the aspect of helping them to form their team and find their members, nor to follow the rule that every team should have an elected representative in the execution of the Watch. He stared at her, dumbstruck. Disbelieving, somehow. The ears wiggled back and forth in the extreme focus-state. 'Only time', 'I tried very hard', 'didn't believe me.' No, no I imagine not. I imagine most of us...no longer have reason to believe in each other. Like the dreams beyond the black pillars. There was no Watch then. I know why. There was no point. You don't even realize what you haven't done- or any betrayal there. So offhand, so simple a comment.
We're friends, Ash. You brought me cat ears, just on account. You purr and sit with me. You talk seriously about ideas...but this idea...this one really mattered. And ...it didn't. Doesn't. Even more than for me. It was to help people. Even down to Amphitrite.
Move on. Later. Bury it in marble all over and over. Weather anything. Everything. My hurts have no need of cutting others. Not her, not right now. Do not lay this at her feet, even as her paws are already showing tender, and listen to her. He closed his eyes and focused on ruffling her silky cheeks. The ears flattened in relaxed state. "Faith flees sometimes. Or fails. The difference is how we treat the time after- You're out there, still helping the others. You still try to reach her. Maybe someday you will find the way, if she is still alive. It is the burden of free will that it must be a choice, whereas their slavery requires no permission. The pain is real, though, either way, in loss by choice, necessity, or force. I'm sorry for that. For your pain. "
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2016 7:15 pm
"I haven't given up, for sure. If she can be brought back, I'm going to do my best." The Mauvian said as she rubbed her face against his fingers. He masked his upset well at her light comments, and focused on her thoughts, the frantic twitching of his ears went unnoticed. Much like a lot of things of late... Ash's own issues eclipsed other concerns. Duties she'd once been so diligent about were pushed back with promises to herself that they'd be picked back up... eventually. When things were more settled.
"I appreciate the sympathy though, darling. You're a sweet boy. I'll be fine, I'm sure. Eventually." Eyes closed, she relaxed into being petted and cuddled.
"Do you need to get back to work?" She murmured after a stretch, her voice sleepy. "I can claim one of those window spots..."
Ash didn't feel much like going back to HQ just yet... and it was warm here, and comfortable. And she liked the company quite a lot.
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2016 7:17 pm
'Boy'...or 'sweet. Any senshi not a babe is older than cats born and awakened to alien souls. It is a strange diminutive of affection convention. So it goes. Quenton scooped with hands to support the stretched body on his lap amply, and carried the silver diva to one of the high-window cushion perches in the VIP room. Then deposited her carefully on the fluffy surface. "It is so. "
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