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 Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2016 11:24 am
"I don't know about bees, but there's a senshi of wasps out there with those colors," she quipped, thinking of Vespa and how she hadn't seen him since she'd extended an olive branch his way. "I'd assume it'd be a similar concept but -- " she shrugged. Sometimes fukus didn't make any sense.
She couldn't blame him for thinking butterflies, even if she personally thought her color scheme didn't lend to them.
Dragonfly, Richterite said and Denebola couldn't keep the grin from spreading across her face. "Okay, I'm impressed."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 11:42 am
"So I guessed right?" His face lit up with a grin, expression likely a bit more boyish than he had intended. He usually instigated the guessing games and for all that he hadn't planned on playing along this time, it had been fun. "You nixed bees. Does that mean it was butterfly or dragonfly? Can't say I'm used to running into senshi of tangible things. Mostly it's an abstract concept of some sort or an emotion. Victory, Woe, Vengeance.." He brushed his fingers back through his hair idly, trying not to let his thoughts linger for too long on the later two.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2016 9:51 am
"Well, considering I don't think I've ever seen a butterfly go up to a water lily the way a dragonfly might...." She quipped, tone light and playful. It was the most relaxed she'd been around a negaverse agent since -- well that time she'd let the boy who looked like he just escaped the circus convince her to get into a stolen car with him.
"There's so many of us we're bound to --" she blinked, registering the spheres he rattled off to her. Vengeance. That was Corvus.
Immediately she stepped back, tension seeping back through her. "How do you know vengeance?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2016 9:19 pm
For a moment it seemed as though things were going well. She seemed as though she might actually smile and then -- Richterite cursed at himself mentally as he brought a hand up, fingers brushing slowly through the hair at the nape of his neck. He gave it a tug as he pondered the safest way to answer that question. Honestly. It might not actually be the safest, but it was the route he was taking. "Every couple of years she and I meet up and she throttles me. Well, no, that's not entirely correct. The first time we met she and my Captain decided to wage war against each other and I tried really hard not to get involved. The second --" It was strange how clearly he remembered the first encounter because Painite had been there. She was a hard woman to forget. "The second time a basic scout intercepted an energy gathering. I was a mouthy a*****e and couldn't quite talk my way out of a scuffle. She stepped in and I stepped out." He shrugged his shoulders, puffing out a soft breath. "She packs one hell of a punch."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2016 3:27 pm
Denebola appreciated honesty but at the same time, she didn't know what she could trust out of Richterite's mouth. Still, it seemed like he was being truthful but she had a twisting in her belly that she couldn't shake.
This had been a bad idea. Just standing there and chatting with the captain like there wasn't a war going on, like they weren't enemies. She should have known better.
"She does," she said quietly, stepping back and away from him. "This wasn't - " she stopped, shook her head and inhaled. "Why are you even on that side if you don't want to fight or get involved?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2016 4:22 pm
She asked a question that made his own stomach clench as he contemplated the answer. It wasn't an easy one to admit, harder to voice even after coming to terms with it. "Because I was alone," he answered without looking at her, staring out over the frozen lake for a moment before tilting his head back up to the sky. "I was walking home from an event and a Captain found me. He -- He made it seem like it was a tight knit unit; a family. Crazy idiot was one hell of a salesman and I figured what the hell. Turns out he was a friend of mine from high school," he laughed at that, closing his eyes as he shook his head. "He was right, in a way. It was like having a family at first. Then something happened and I've been trying to figure out what. Pretty sure it just all boils down to people moving on."
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2016 9:01 am
His answer hadn't been what she expected and Denebola felt like a jerk for even asking but it didn't stop her from her next question.
"If it's not all that it's cracked up to be then why don't you get out?" It was an innocent question but there was a sharp underlying sting in her voice. She knew there were ways out, if someone wanted them, and she'd been building a list of people she could contact for help.
"That place, organization, whatever is a ******** up as it gets." She proclaimed boldly thinking of all of her brushes with death, the way children marched into battle without understand the risks and knowing that the people beneath the grip of chaos wouldn't hesitate to kill them given the chance.
"People don't move on there. They die."
She talked like she knew more than she did, but from what she'd seen it was what she believed and Denebola never backed down when she believed
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2016 11:16 pm
"Do you really think that your side is any better?" His question remained just as honestly asked, although there was no sting or trace of bitterness in his voice for the moment. "I've had kids who can't be more than fourteen, if that, attack me on sight. Senshi, like you, without a bit of sense in their bitty heads. I-- I won't hit a child." Scare the hell out of them, maybe. Threaten them until they went back home, sure. Teleport away to keep from beating the snot out of a little s**t -- It had happened. "Not all of them are dead. I have it on good authority from a tubby kitten that at least one of them is still alive." Painite was a special gal, but she seemed to have lost more and more of herself each time they met. "She's changed, though." They always did. "We aren't all the monsters your side makes us out to be."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2016 7:33 pm
Do you really think that your side is any better?
The question made her grit her teeth, clench her hands together so tightly her knuckles were white beneath the pale green of her gloves. If the fabric hadn't been there she probably would've drawn blood. "Some of us yeah," she replied, short and snarky.
Corvus was better. She was better. There were plenty of them that were better.
"You think I don't know that children are involved? That some idiot cat out there is awakening them, leaving them completely unprepared and almost certainly leading them to an early death?" She was angry about it because she couldn't do a damn thing about it. "This isn't a life I'd wish on anyone, especially not them. They don't even understand what's happening, how could they?" She shook her head, jaw ticking as she tried to reign herself in.
"You won't hit a child now, but there will come a point when you will," she said with absolute certainty. She'd watched as a lieutenant went from fight happy to kill happy as he ranked up and chaos seeped deeper and deeper within him. "Chaos is a parasite and the time will come where you lose sense of yourself and I pray to Cosmos that when you see it, it won't be too late."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2016 7:45 pm
He winced, facial expression reacting as though she had hit him with more than just words. Physical attacks were something that he could prepare himself for. Emotional? Richterite had never been good at handling emotions; his own, or others. He rose to his feet slowly, dusting a bit of snow off of his jacket before turning to look at the Senshi of Dragonflies. He didn't want to fight her any more than he wanted to admit that he could hear the tone of truth ringing in her voice right alongside the righteous anger. Was it true because he believed it? Or was she just that convincing? Chaos is a parasite... Was it? "I should go before you change your mind and decide to show me what your attack does tonight anyways. You've given me much to think about, Sailor Denebola -- Thank you." He was running away again and he knew it. One day he would stop. One day -- but not today.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2016 8:10 pm
She watched him get to his feet, mentally preparing herself for an attack but it didn't come. Instead he looked at her, looked bothered by her words beneath the pale lighting. She let him speak, watching him warily as he did so feeling like her throat was clenching.
"Fine. Leave," she snapped giving no resistance, letting him leave as he wanted even if all she could think was coward.
"Running away or hurting people, that's all you're good for." She stepped back, looking utterly disgusted as she turned on her heel and walking away from him, just as he intended to do for her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2016 8:21 pm
He closed his eyes as she turned from him, letting her words settle and sink in. It was as if she had drawn them from within his own mind. How many times had he said things like that to himself? How many... There was no sense in brooding any longer in the snow, especially not if it was going to take him this much further into ache and memory. Chaos is a parasite...
Running away or hurting people, that's all you're good for. He clenched his hands into fists, spending seconds wondering whether or not he had it in him to prove her wrong. He didn't and with her words still ringing through his head, Captain Richterite teleported himself home.
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