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 Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 3:12 pm
A person could easily look young, the blond woman speaking to him didn't look all that old, but he thought of age more in terms of experiences and maturity. So he didn't think himself that young, even if he looked it and some would say he was. 18 wasn't that old to most people, unless they were a lot younger than he was.
Startled by the odd question, or was it an odd bit of information? Really it sounded like both to him. Either way it wasn't something he knew but he still bobbed his head. "Likely, he was known to have had many." And knowing the moons, and planets, had the names of deities and other people who were above human (deities and their children and such) he wouldn't be surprised. Though having the name of a female was a little odd, even if his name still felt comfortable to him, it was now a little embarrassing.
Shuffling a few more paces away, not wanting to really get invested in a conversation.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 5:34 pm
"The food is a lie, *********>," Zia laughed and over dramatically waved at the girl toting her friend around. "Hello, Purple!"
Orah got a sympathetic look, especially the bit about feeling stupid. "There's nothing wrong with being human! But don't worry, guardian cats are excellent at keeping your power signature hidd-- GAK," She was interrupted by Maia calling for her attention and let her arms slump.
"I--... but..." She made some arm gestures towards the people she was talking to before following. Totally following of her own free will, but complaining all the same. "I have to do work?!" She came here to make Alfheim do work, not herself!
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Alfheim had given Pharos a pathetic wave, and cringed when Maia paired him up. Maybe he just didn't like taking orders from his little sister's friends. It was demeaning is what it was, but then again, the fact he was even here wasn't a great testament.
He didn't know a Chaldene, but looking around, the hulking purple haired page did eventually spot a name tag that looked sort of like he was thinking? Not really. It wasn't a good phonetic match but...
"Looking for Alfheim?" He asked as he approached, giving his easygoing crooked smile. This was going to be totally not horrible, he was sure of it!
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"Holy gawd, what? Euronoframiseen?" Columba squawked, totally incredulous. "I have enough trouble powering up, how the balls does he make up?!"
Because the preacher's daughter was eloquent as ever when allowed to run wild.
She glanced around, totally psyched to get to spar, though. She'd heard that name, someone had said it when they walked in. But when she finally clicked on who it was, he... wasn't what she was expecting. She was almost a grown up, did they have to pair her with someone so small?
Still, she bounced up to the blonde boy meant to be her partner and held out a gloved hand with a grin. "Hi! I am Sailor Chibi Columba and we are going to spar." Because stating the obvious was the best ice breaker in the world.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 7:37 pm
Lassell blinked and wrote 'Lassell' on the sticker and stuck to his uniform, thankfully the blue didn't clash with his outfit, he was pretty much wearing all blue. He tapped his chin lightly and glanced around the crowd searching for his partner, as he weaved through the bodies moving around he was making sure he was looking at the name tags. He was still getting use to sparring with complete strangers so hopefully he won't come out of this training session too badly hurt. He was grateful he was fit.
After a few mintues of weaving through the crowd he finally found his partner and read the nametag Palatine. Well, the good news is he found his sparring partner and extended out his hand towards her "Lassell" he said and nodded politely to her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:26 pm
Ida gave Zia a little wave as she was called away, looking about for her own partner. Shangri-La? It was a good thing they had name tags, or she might have spent all night looking for whoever that was...
Making her way over and into the crowd, the flower senshi scanned names. The one she was looking for turned out to be a red haired knight with blue eyes.
"Oh! Hello." She said, feeling a little shy. "I'm Ida. I guess we're paired this time... Its nice to meet you." The teen shuffled her shoe against the floor as she offered her hand.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:34 pm
Shangri-la was also looking for Ida, thought he didn't move. He scanned those moving by, skimming the names tags as they moved about. Luckily for him Ida chose to move and found him before he found her.
"Shangri-La," he greeted giving him name, though it wasn't terrible necessary. Her was very the gentleman. He took her preoffered hand and shook it, "it's nice to meet you too. We can get started over there," he pointed, "if you like. It's probably best to spread out a bit."
She turned, "I'll get a mat and meet you over there. Don't want either of us getting to badly hurt if, one of us falls." With his luck, she'd put him flat on his bump, much like Maia. He'd trained and was getting stronger, but was still adverse to hitting anyone, especially a woman, and this was hardly a life or death situation. Still he would try his best, he did understand what Pandora and his sister were trying to do.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:55 pm
The Ginger of the Pants- no, Pomona couldn’t call her that. Her name was Pandora, and besides, Sinon was The Ginger of the Pants. Pandora would have to be Cowboy Hat Ginger.
- aaand she’d gotten lost in her head again. Focus, girl, focus!
Then there was a page all in blue; Lassell of Mercury or Neptune, she supposed.
“ Hello, hello! Yes, here, have a Sharpie.”
There was *********, and Chaonis, and a half-naked dude – wait, what? – and Athene. Oh, wait, she was actually supposed to spar? Spar Athene? Well, theoretically she could do that – they both had butt wings, and they were probably well-matched – but she hadn’t actually come with the intention of sparring.
“ Eh, alright then.” She shrugged, and ambled over to Athene. “ So… I see you’ve sprouted some feather dusters too. Battle of the Butt Wings?”
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 9:30 pm
The person he’d been matched up to spar with was one of the few names that Athene recognised, although it had been a while since the dark-haired senshi had seen the senshi of peppers. There’d met – he thought it over – all of two times. The first, funnily enough, had been during another practice session – a senshi prince had had them working together to fight a youma. He’d met Atë that way too. The second time had been around Christmas, during that craziness with the ornaments. He had been about to go see if he could find Pomona, but the senshi in question ambled over herself shortly after he’d come to the decision to do so. “Evening Pomona” he said quietly, “I guess it looks that way” he continued in answer to her question as he absently tucked his outer sash round his waist in an extra loop – he’d learned to do so, having tripped over his own sash enough times in the past.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 10:40 pm
Pompeii had found a spot against the wall and quietly watched as more and more people showed up, including children! She felt extremely self-conscious as people greeted each other and talked, she knew exactly three people out of the others who were standing in the gym. Her bag of peanut butter and caramelized plantains, a new recipe, sat at her feet. Someone asked about food and she was tempted to speak up but she hadn't made enough for everyone, if food became a real issue she would offer until then her meager offerings would remain in their parchment paper wrappings. Her name-tag was placed off center right over her heart. She almost wrote Inigo Montoya, you killed my father prepare to die but decided that sarcasm and the line from The Princess Bride would not really be appropriate so instead she wrote her name; Pompeii, Page of Saturn before passing off the pen to the next person
Maia called for everyone to pay attention to the demonstration and standing to the side of the group Pompeii watched as the two senshi spared. I don't know if I could ever really do that she thought as she watched Maia flipped Pandora to the mat a second time, marking the end of the match and the beginning of hers. Luxor she thought as she worked her way through the crowd, looking for her sparring partner. She finally found the young man and was a bit shocked as to his 'uniform' or rather lack thereof. "Um..... Hello." She greeted him softly and very nervously, all the while wondering if his 'kilt' was being worn the traditional way and if so if she really did want to spar with him. Being flashed was not really what she was looking for when she had her first sparring match..... although that would actually be a very good way of distracting your opponent.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 12:24 am
Chaonis grinned at Phact devilishly.
"Late? The party doesn't start until I'm here," he laughed at his own hubris, then looked over at Luxor, who was looking irritated and thoroughly lost. "I dunno his name, I just found him and brought him, thought he could use some training. He looks puny, though it might just be the skirt."
Luxor looked mortified, then struggled to introduce himself when asked. He was never nervous, a picture of confidence, the ring leader of his own brand of circus. But here, he was completely out of his depth.
He knew he should never have moved here.
"Luxor," he said, when asked.
Soon enough, though, Chaonis was on the move to help Maia, as directed. Apparently he could be told to do, every once in a while, but only because he was amused by the who thing, and wanted to see how they all did while trying to spar. He imagined it would be hilarious, and he'd see just who he would target for training next.
Luxor stood for a moment, then looked to find the person he had been paired up against, Pompeii. He blushed at her staring at him, realizing he was not going to get used to being in what equated to a bath towel out in public. Just what sort of magic was this, anyway? Why was he supposed to hit a young girl?
"Hello," he greeted stiffly, "I'm... Luxor, I guess. Ah... I guess we should spar, huh?" Seemed easy enough, anyway. He was a physical sort, and he was so in over his head all he could do was helplessly follow along.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:54 am
Phact only rolled her eyes with Chaonis' response. If this was a party, she wanted 911 on speed-dial with him around.
Still the direction over to the poorly dressed man made her nod. "It appears none of us get to dictate how we end up dressed. Nice to meet you Luxor. I am Sailor Phact. And don't let tall, orange, and rude worry you. Not everyone is a jerk.
As she finished her statement, voices came around that made Phact turn and look. She hadn't gotten ahold of the name tags yet and in a way, was glad. Blue with all her red? Oh she would make a grand old flag wouldn't she?
Still she looked around before noticing the girl who had run in just seconds before. Crossing over towards her, Phact took a deep breath. "Pharos? It's nice to meet you. I am Sailor Phact. I warn you up front, I really only know what I have watched. Never saw the need to learn Kung-Fu."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 8:18 am
Pharos nodded at the other girl when she questioned if she was Pharos. She was wearing a blue name tag, that only added more color to her already colorful outfit. The tiny page smile and gave a small laugh, "It's nice to meet you to and don't worry I haven't either, only just what I've gotten from being a page. I have had a couple of spares though, well sort of."
She looked over to the stack of mat and decided that yes she definitely did want one. She didn't like the idea of being knocked onto the hard floor. "Let get a mat and find a place, so we can get started. They said two round right so we should probably try to be quick."
That was Pharos, happy and excited, most of the time with a big grin on her face. She thought the whole aspect was fun and really couldn't wait for to get started.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 1:10 pm
"Any friend of ********* is a friend of mine," Irene said warmly, doing her best to ignore the less-than-creative nickname she had been dubbed with. It certainly beat being called "thief," though not by much. Maybe she needed to come up with her own nickname, so people wouldn't keep calling her unflattering things. But really, it wasn't like "Irene" was so hard to say. A lot of people there had much more complicated names, and Irene found herself wishing for her dictionary of linguistic roots, so she could understand more about the languages and cultures represented at this gathering.
As interesting as that was, it wasn't the reason they were there. She watched quietly as Maia and Pandora demonstrated how the training would work. It was, of course, sparring. Irene tried not to let her dislike of the activity show on her face, instead opting for a look of polite interest. It wasn't too surprising to her that Maia won- she'd seen a bit of that strength and experience up close already- but it did make Irene wonder if she would ever be on that level. Not that she wanted to be an amazing fighter, but it would be nice to be better than she was.
There was no time like the present to get started. "It was a pleasure meeting you," Irene told Zia, confirming with a second look that yes, this was the waitress from the pie place. Too weird. "I would enjoy getting to speak to you again, when there are not other things to do." If only because she was terribly curious as to what a non-powered human was doing there, chatting with ********* like any of the others. At least that other girl had transformed into a senshi. This one seemed to be totally normal.
No, not now, not now. Irene looked around, repeating the name of her opponent under her breath so she wouldn't forget it. It was one of the more complex names, and she wasn't sure she was pronouncing it correctly. There were lots of senshi who appeared to be her own age present, and Irene briefly hoped that she was paired with one of them. Alas, they all seemed to have partnered up already. Moreover, nobody had a nametag that said "Sessrumnir." Not that Irene had a nametag either, since she'd been chatting with ********* and Zia when they were being given out.
Asking for help just finding her partner would make her look like an idiot, so that was out. Instead, Irene took another look at the nametags she could see. It was true that none said "Sessrumnir," but one of them did say "Sess." That seemed as good a place to start as any. Approaching the gentleman, Irene dipped in yet another curtsy, grateful that ********* wasn't likely to get seasick. "Pardon me, sir, but might you be Sessrumnir? A lovely name- is it Nordic in origin?" If this was her partner, they could spare a couple of moments to talk, couldn't they?
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 1:22 pm
The senshi of joy was not full of joy when the other senshi tried to pronounce his name. He tried to not show it but it was all over his face. He didn't believe it was hard to pronounce his name! He was seven and he could say his name! He looked to her and made a gawking face, still in disbelief that she couldn't say it. "My name is Euphrosyne! It's just You and then Fro and then See and then Nee!" he said failing his arms. Poor boy didn't know what to do. He was trying to control himself but all a superhero had was his name and it had to be know!
The little boy frown and turn to the other chibi. "Young girls shouldn't say those thing! Really when they are in superhero mood. It's not polite or lady-like!" he gawk out. He didn't know what to do with her. Girls were suppose to be sweet and lady-like and she was no such thing!
As she bounced over he gave a small smile. He had to remember that not everyone followed the same rules like he did and maybe she just needed some training! Maybe this was his chance to share his rules and she could also be a training superhero too! He beamed up at the idea and gave the female a bright smile as she held out her hand. "Hi, Ms. Columba! It's a pleasure to meet you!" he paused to giggle a little. "Yes I know, but first can I ask you something!" he said looking to her with big blue sparkling eyes.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 1:51 pm
Palatine could not decide if she was disappointed or not when the pairs were divvied up.
“And here I was looking forward to having a legitimate excuse to punch you in the face,” she said to Sessrumnir, only half meaning it.
Okay, a little more than half.
Maybe two-thirds.
Anyway, it seemed that compulsion would have to wait for a more opportune time, as Sess’s partner had approached to claim him just as hers had. She’d have wished him luck if she actually cared, and briefly glanced over the poor girl who’d now have to deal with him, before she turned her attention to her own opponent.
“Lass? Lasso? Oh, Lassell,” she said, eyeing his nametag to make sure she’d heard him right. Then she just kind of felt really crappy because he was so young looking. Not one of the youngest ones, thank God, but still a bit too young for her to feel all that great about having to take him on.
“Uh, Palatine,” she said by way of introduction, wincing as she took a moment to look at him more closely. “Great. I could be your really young mother. Faaaaaantastic.”
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 2:25 pm
"Oh please, does it really matter?" he laughed, amused by the boy's seriousness. "Lighten up kid. You too, Princess," he shot at Palatine as he lifted a hand to pat the boy named Chaldene on the head. Maybe it was a little patronizing, but he couldn't help but think of these younger senshi and knights as his own siblings. "And of course I'm the family genius. Just look at my siblings," he added as he glanced around for who this Irene might be.
He snorted in response to Palatine's comment about punching him, highly doubting that she would be able to get the better of him that easily. He'd had military training where she had not. Clearly he would be better than her in a fight. And as she parted to find her match, he grinned at the girl that approached him.
"Sir?" he nearly choked on a laugh, wondering if she was making fun of his age (he wasn't that much older than the rest of them!), or if she was just naturally ridiculously polite. "I am Sessrumnir, but I think it's Jovian in origin," he said with an innocent wink. After all, who was to say where and when these names were conceived? Why wouldn't myths and legends have borrow names from places that had been lost to time and space over a thousand years ago?
"I'm gonna take a wild guess that you're Irene," he said with a nod, in relatively high spirits despite the fact that he would once again have to let his brother know that his BFF was being weird and putting herself in danger. Zia could know better than that. "Does the cat want to join in?" he teased, "I know you senshi don't have weapons, but don't you think improvising with a cat is a little extreme?"
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