Welcome to Gaia! ::

“It’s Selene…” she offered hesitantly. Leaning over she picked the pen and phone up off the floor then glanced warily at Bryia.

This was actually real, this was actually happening.

Glancing down at the items he had created, Selene could feel the power radiating from them and like a lock sliding into place she knew that what he said was the truth. Like a siren, it sang to her a sweet sweet melody that practically begged her to accept his offer.

Only a moment. Just a taste. What harm was there in trying?

He watched them take it in silence and in that, he felt maybe the heaviness of the situation was finally sinking in.

"I'll explain what will happen. The phone is yours and can only be accessed by you. When you meet another member on our side, you can get their contact information and store it. You can send them messages or call them. You can also now access our database and read some of our information there. You can also add to it if you meet an enemy. If you break it, find me or another Mauvian. We handle the tech for you "

"That there is your henshin pen. It isn't device you use to transform. Like a magical activation code. You hold it, say your rank, your senshi name, then makeup. So Sailor Arthur makeup. Super Sailor Arthur Makeup. Eternal Sailor makeup. As an example. You will start as a Sailor. Your starseeds grow stronger and the link to your celestial body stronger with time. Mauvians like me know when a senshi can go up in power."

"Now I would never advise you to power up in a home. When you power up, you give off a aura. Like a magical energy blip on a radar. You will sense good auras and bad auras as a senshi. The bad auras are the enemy to us. The Negaverse and the Dark Mirror Court. If it feels bad to you, be careful. Get away. You don't have to fight everything or at all especially if it feels crazy strong."

"Because they can feel you when you power up and you them, you don't want to bring that attention at a home or a innocent person's house. When powered, even your own mother won't know who you are. The enemy wouldn't know you as a normal person if they just saw you the night before powered. This is called glamour. A magical viel that causes a disconnect. But if you power up, that brings attention to where you are and they could hurt someone thinking they can get to you. Drive you out. Or get lucky and kill you. As a Mauvian, I can hide your signature so it's safe to do it here. Otherwise, find a safe place out of view to do it away from your home."

"Now, if you may, stand up and say this. To you Bryia. Sailor Child Makeup." He turned to Selene. "To you, Sailor Pherkad Makeup. Now, when you are ready, you can say this and transform."

Selene nearly jumped off the couch when her friend’s magic enveloped her in soft light and once it dissipated Bryia stood there in an outfit that honestly, had no real description. Something similar to an ice skater outfit maybe with the leotard and short skirt but then there was that silly collar thing hanging off her shoulders that was more like those school uniforms Japanese students wore in those anime shows.

Weird… “Well, that’s one way to get changed quickly.” In a pinch, if there were no restrooms around Bryia could always find a nook or cranny to hide in and power up so she felt clean and refreshed. Although, she had to wonder what would happen when she powered back down. Would she suddenly find herself back in the same messy situation she had been in before transforming? Something to keep in mind for later

With a sigh, Selene looked down at her pen and could feel Bryia’s eyes watching her expectantly. “Fine. Why not… Sailor Pherkad Make-up.” A part of her honestly expected nothing to happen, to be left standing there like a dud with a pen that wouldn’t function but when you live in a place called Destiny City, it seemed to reason that things were never as they should be.

Unlike Bryia she did not drop the blanket despite the warm breeze that brushed along her skin, wrapping her in an air of light that felt both comforting and welcoming. When the wind died down she opened her eyes and glanced at the uniform she now wore and smiled.

The fabric felt like spandex, like her leotards and after discarding the blanket she stretched to test the elasticity for movability. The asymmetrical design was kind of cool looking and felt comfortable to her surprise. Rather than a collar like Sailor Child, hers was a white hood which she reached back and pulled up and over her head.

“I kinda approve of this.” She admitted aloud.

Bryia sat between anger, annoyance, despair, and sadness. In an endless abyss of emotions, all swirling around her like a whirlpool. Selene's outfit was completely different than hers, it looked like something we would have killed for in gymnastics. Bryia, on the other hand, looked like she was getting ready for daycare, as a student.

"What the hell Mr. Whiskers!?" She wasn't yelling but she wasn't far off, it was crystal clear she was upset. "Sailor Pherkad over here looks like a warrior gymnast that's about to destroy the competition at a meet or anyone that gets in her way." Bryia looked down at her own outfit before motioning up and down with her arm for everyone to look at her. "The only thing it looks like I'm going to destroy is a diaper pail at a goddamn daycare! How the hell is this fair?"

She wanted to cry, she wanted to punch something, once again karma was laughing. Bryia quickly pointed at Sailor Pherkad, "and don't you even start with, "well to be fair, with the way you're acting..." No, just don't!” Bryia sighed she wanted Selene to understand how she felt. “This is what I’m talking about! This is what I mean, karma once again just shitting on my life.”

He bristled and stepped back.

"I have no say in your uniform or powers or a thing. I am just here to unlock an ancient power from your past self. Whatever powers and look you have is granted by the power you have and how it manifests. If I had control of your power and looks, don't you think I'd make everyone in combat armor and heavy machine magic weaponry? I would love that kind of influence." He said and jumped up on the coffee table to be a little higher up and more visible to them.

"You might start having glimpses in the person you once we're. Your last ancestor who died and reincarnations later, is now you. You are part of a history. A legacy. This power you tap into and the land you are from are yours alone. Sailor Child. I am sorry you are disappointed, but that doesn't change the person you are and how powerful you can be. I can only hope and help you, but I cannot change your powers or your look. When you move up in power to a super and then a eternal, your uniform will alter slightly but not drastically. You can always keep a coat or whatever else you may like in a pocket of space you have access too."

And to this he opened a tear in space and,sticking his head in, pulled out a wallet. He held it before putting it back in the pocket and letting the tear vanish.

"Maybe not. You probably had a much different outfit. You could have been anyone and physically looked any way as a person. I do not know these answers. Of you visit your celestial home, maybe you can find pieces of the past that can tell you more of who your past self was. Many senshi and knights do this."

He leapt off the coffee table to the couch to sit beside her. "Shooting laser beans from foreheads is strictly a Mauvian trait. Most senshi have other powers. I can't tell what you or Selene have. We will have to schedule a time to practice and figure that out. Usually the name of the attack comes to you subconsciously and when you say it at a target, it manifests into that attack. So it can be anything. Fire fountains, ice spears, water jets, giant trees, screaming bats."

He curled up into a car loaf and tried to get warm again. A lot of his fir was drying but he was still a bit damp.

"Try opening your space pocket. Visualize yourself opening it before you. It's a small space. Like a large purse or backpack. You can store things in there. I keep a thermos, first aid, a mug, and cat food. Things can go bad in there and don't keep anything living in there either."

He looked to Selene. "Do you two have any questions?"

He looked over to her. "Simple. You just think that you want to be back into your civilian clothes. Your civilian life. The you that you were before. That's the easiest method I find. It should just naturally vanish. A fun note. Your uniform never needs washing. Whatever damage it takes, it will be fresh and new each time." He had to point this out because he had past senshi ask him about how to do their laundry.