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 Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2022 6:12 pm
Who named an evil queen - *Evil Queen*It was bafflingly simple, until he remembered it was also a cautionary children's tale, there were morals in there or something like that. N he'd liked it as a kid. Maybe that was the goal of it? The best villains never got real names - they just were Evil, in the most obvious ways. Stalled and knelt to let her down, to shift so he could look up at her properly and with an arched brow. Cause he didn't mean treason...did he?! " Wh-no, nothing like that - guh. Treasons such an ugly word, such archaic s**t---M'Sorry, it's nothing..." and he waved it off blithely, like it didn't matter, except for all the ways it really - really - did. To him? Maybe more to him than anyone else, n he wondered about that, crouched and staring up at Jada, let his dreads drag and picked over the way her little golden hearts glinted like her glasses frames, where they all caught scant light -- and he wondered if she'd leave them sooner than later? If - no matter how big their team got - if that would never be enough for him. His heart was a vacuum and his mind a void and there was no filling either.. "...or, it is? But like - this isn't 'higher up than me people' bullshit, Jay. This is just my s**t. I like getting new people, I want them to stay. N Nembus? She's gone....If she's dead I want a body - bodies - and if she's not?" a dejected little sigh and shake of his head, it really didn't matter, probably. "Can't it be enough that I care if you're part of the team? N happy. All those things...cause we keep losing people. Senshi, spe-freaking-sifically. Who're important on the whole to everything. Not like grand-scheme, but on a small scale, little happenings can topple the whole house as easy a big things...Does that, does any of that make any sense at all?" Nemb's, Lysi, Asmvartnir - hell - even when he thought of Cybele, and she was better on the other side, stunning vicious and pastel bright. He wouldn't have seen her any other way, but knew he hurt less for her absence because he hadn't known her. "Hell, maybe I just get attached to people too easy. Could be that too.."
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2022 6:04 pm
"The word treason might be archaic, but the action is common enough in the Negaverse, is it not?" asked Jadarite. As she slipped off Albite's shoulders, she arranged herself into a position that was as prim as possible, given the circumstances. She still had to stand tall, away from any rouge mud, but she crossed her legs at the ankle and clasped her hands in front of her. Her gaze was sharp as she finally looked up to meet his eyes. "Nembus is gone, as you say. No body, as you say, which means evidence points to said treason." There was no particular emotion to Jada's voice. She was talking business, that was all. It wasn't as if they had been close. "I can't say I'm surprised. She was always aloof. A quiet, sad thing. Her heart wasn't in it." Jadarite shrugged. Of course she noticed the way that emotion was creeping into Albite's voice, but she wasn't sure what to do about it. She liked this one well enough. She didn't want him to be sad, but she'd never been the type who was good at patting people on the back and telling them that everything would be all right. That would do nothing but make her a liar if everything fell apart. " I'm not like that," she said as a reassurance, instead. "I like the Negaverse. Faustite seems like a decent guide for my captaincy. There's no reason for me to leave. It's sweet that you care so much when we've just met, though." Her expression finally shifted into just a hint of a smile. She did like this one, she was finding.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2022 12:20 am
Squinched confusion ate albites features, he didn’t know if he could ever call it that. Treason. Felt betrayals in his heart and cared little for their organizations labeling. He didn’t like the word anymore than he liked corrupt or chaos or — all those other things that cast aside the human element worth care and consideration beyond the base coat of facts. Nembus had committed a betrayal maybe, of them, and in service of herself, but he could forgive her that — could’ve done it more easily and minus the urge to track her down without mercy if she’d just told him beforehand! Selfish —- Regardless, he sighed and nodded, met Jadas sharp eyes; bladed thing that she was. All business. He’d show her better, give her some fun. “Kay — but you have to promise me something? You’ll tell me if you’re leaving, whatever way you leave. I don’t much care about the where or how — but the end results, it’s ******** selfish to bounce out without saying something. I’m a big enough boy to manage all the aftermath, but — the before? Yanno.” Kicked at silt and rocks and waffles between young the middle and pulling their things from subspace, indecisiveness incarnate and in every fidget of motion. “If you’re going I want to make sure it’s for your own thing, and not because you feel — whatever - left out, neglected? You’re not like that, yeah? No one is like nembs, but you are on my team. N that has to mean something for any of this to matter.” If Nembus’s heart wasn’t in it and Jadas heart was closed. Felt like pressing against a solid wall - then he’d just have to put his head into it. Make his bulk good for something other than punching youma and yeeting their enemies. “Otherwise why suffer each other at all, if we can’t make friends outta it? There’s meaning in investing yourself in people Jada, I just know it.” And he returned her small smile wider, felt some sort of tension ease in his soul when he caught it on her face. Sweet little flash that had him feeling infinitely better about everything. “P l u s —- axe throwing —- huh, yeah? Maybe!” All puppy dog pleases and thick lashes batting flatteringly. He was absolutely going to get his hands back on her axe again someday, maybe? Albite could only hope.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2022 3:41 pm
He really couldn't just believe that she was loyal, could he? Jadarite had to hold back a sight as she looked up at his big, sad eyes that were the same warm brown as a puppy's. "Fine," she told him instead, flatly. "I'll give you a warning. Just, assume I'm sticking around unless you hear otherwise." She made a mental note to check in with him if she ended up promoted and no longer in need of Faustite's guidance, because she felt like he might even be the type to take that personally. She went silent for a moment before she added, "I wasn't really friends with the members of my first team. We had cubicles in the same office, we had those perfunctory pizza parties, but, it wasn't expected that we be close." She did not know why she had said that. It might have had something to do with the way Albite was looking at her. "I did not know that it was going to be expected here, but if it is, I will try." There was another pause. "We could go axe throwing," she offered, "Before that dinner. We could get you some actual training before you try mixing axes with magic again, yes?" He would like that, she thought. That might count as bonding, even.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2022 4:16 pm
"It's not required, but it might be more enjoyable if we tried, yeah? N if the bonding thing isn't for you. I'm still glad we have you on our team." All Albite heard was an affirmation of friendship, and that was such a relief for him. The word 'try'. All these former teams - they all sounded like cakes made of sad - maybe that was adulting? Where friends who weren't really friends pretended to be while doing that sorta two faced 'smile n wave' dance he'd never gotten the hang of? Cause either he was gonna be happy to see someone or he wasn't - there wasn't any in-between weirdness. Hell! He wouldn't've known how to pretend to enjoy whatever the ******** perfunctory tasted like! It sounded like wet pepperonis and no cheese. Just. The saddest pizza party ever, n for all the ways Albite thought she needed a hug? Maybe asking was better with her? Offering small smiles and salient nods that said he was listening. They'd make up for it with this team, all the stuff she'd missed. "Yeeess!! Okay, okay - so - take me to the rift to practice and I swear to never take you outside like this again, ever, promise - heart crossing - eye gouging - whatever! Iwannathrowtheaxesobad - Jada. Lady Jay? You're the best," there was the squelch of mud and scuff of rocks and all of the world be damned Jada was getting a very gentle hug from him; he was too excited to not, "n thank you...for trying." Even if it was just for him? It meant so much. "Mh'getting you the best dinner ever."
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2022 4:53 pm
"Oh, not the Rift," said Jadarite, shaking her head again. "There's this place in town that gives you lessons on how to do it so you don't cut your head off. Professionals." Also, he would have to go as a civilian so at the very least he couldn't try magically hurling things off into the distance until one of his tosses hit her between the eyes. "You will get some training before you ever touch my axe again." There was something about his enthusiasm for both axes and friendship that was almost endearing, though. He wasn't even looking at her with quite the same puppy-dog expression anymore, and yet Jada was still smiling. She did not even ask to leave. "That's my idea for how to spend an evening, though," she said. "Let's give some proper attention to yours before we get ahead of ourselves, shall we?" He'd gotten the bag out of subspace, and Jada walked over to it, undid the zipper, and pulled out a few salted caramel granola bars. She unwrapped one for herself and handed the other over. This evening could have certainly been worse.
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