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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2016 4:20 pm
"This is, uh, kinda a lot to take in all at once," Anakeion muttered, shifting foot to foot restlessly, her fingers half-scrambling for purchase in nonexistent pockets - she offered a smirk at Castor when he pressed a kiss to her knuckles, the smile of a girl who wasn't used to that but damn well wanted to be. "Can I take a week to process this and text yall when it's all nice and solid in my head? Because I dunno about you two, but I'm slowly realizing I only didn't get killed by a monster 'cause of magical girls, and that kinda ******** a gal's worldview up the a**. Is there not a Powerpoint? I could use a powerpoint. I like those." She was mumbling to herself, really, trying to keep from devolving into a legitimate freakout. "Alternatively, could we, like...go grab 10 PM Mcdonalds in our civvies and swap contact info? I haven't eaten anything in hours and it makes me bitchy, and that's probably not helpin' my cause here."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 10:53 pm
He smiled, finding the idea that it was a lot to take in a bit of an understatement. He was still just- a knight. A castorian knight. "Take what time you need. And yes, though- He gave another ruffled of wings before powering down to his eternal form. "We best more locations and take a bus to distance ourselves from the area." Howvere, that also posed another quandry. Reveiling his civilian side to those outside of his more trusted compatriots. "Slievenamon, if we do agree that the three of us resume our human guises, I will need your oath that you'll keep my identity secret. I've far to many agnostic forces threaten me under the guise of 'protecting' others. I trust you to an extent but-" They were still virtual strangers, and his expression showed he didn't exactly find the whole line of questioning entire pleasant either. He trusted her, but he could only afford so much trust and to share his civilian name took a far amount of trust more than he'd normally give.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 10:37 am
Slievenamon agreed with Castor's reassurance with a few words of her own. "Ah, yes, yes! Do take all of the time you need! It certainly is something you'd need time to adjust to. Though a Powerpoint... Hm." Actually, the squire really liked the sound of that. It'd certainly make informing others easier instead of just babbling things.
Just as she was about to put all of her mental effort into that idea some more, Anakeion and her prince offered an idea she never contended: powering down. Slievenamon looked reluctant at first, finding herself anchored to being a squire when she was a squire, and hated to mix her civilian side. They were two halves; water and oil. Still, she relented under the request of Castor, and pressed a hand to herself and dipped her head.
"It is a request I would most certainly agree to, your highness. I won't tell a soul, or damn the name Neptune for my hearsay," she said, smiling. "The same for you, Anakeion. At least, of course, if you would return the favor in kind to me. I'm not as well known, but it'd be messy if both parts of my life mix."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 3:52 pm
He smiled, reaching out to clasp the woman by the shoulder. "I'm a man of my word. Royal or not." With a wink, there was no longer a while and blue senshi before them but a man in what looked like casual gym sweats and a printed tee. "Shall we be off then?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 4:03 pm
Anakeion huffed, crossing her fingers and focusing, concentrating -- and then the uniform disappeared and it was just Amaris again, faintly sweaty but looking considerably more energized than she had pre-awakening. "Amaris Mallette," she grinned, and fired off a salute. "Let's get walkin'." iStoleYurVamps fin for me i think! if either of you want to add an endpost feel free
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2017 8:35 pm
Slievenamon flashed a prince a smile in gratitude before relinquishing her powers to her normal, teenage self. Pushing an orange lock from her face, she presented the sidewalk before them and dipped her head to the two. Even as Shelley, the girl still mirrored her chivalrous nature.
"Yes, let's!" she cried, and whenever the two started to walk, she followed after in tandem.
((feel free to end on my post!))
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