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 Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 2:50 pm
The lines on the page in front of Alkaid jumbled as she tried to pick them out, skittered away from her as she tried to focus on them. Ever since her talk with Zink her mind had gone into overdrive trying to break out of the barrier that she felt trapped inside. It was to no avail though, no matter how hard she beat against invisible walls. She didn't have the ability to see into her past, maybe because it was just gone. Were there even any memories left of who she was? She had only memories of herself as a sailor scout and those were haunting in their own way.
"This is useless," she sighed to herself, pushing the book she had been trying to read across the table and laying her forehead on her crossed arms. She was thinking herself in circles which only made her miserable in the end. She had trouble sleeping (which was not good when she was expected to meet someone in Elysion) and she was having an even harder time concentrating on things she had once taken solace in. Not even her books could provide a decent enough distraction.
So she just sat there with her head collapsed on her arms pathetically, staring down at the table beneath her. Maybe if she went to Destiny City she could find something else to occupy her time, but it was terribly draining to teleport herself there and back and she didn't really need anything else to sulk around about.
At least in the Negaverse there were very few people around to actually see her sulk.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 11:25 am
He'd taken to pacing like an overgrown cat as of late, stalking the inside of the Negaspace until he had memorized every wall of it, every crack, every glimmering crystal. Frustration was an old friend by now, once hidden away by apathy, but never lurking too far. But the incident with Elysion had brought up problems. The Senshi. Had it not been for them, there was a good chance that Nicole would have never died. It was a funny realization, really; for all his hesitancy around the young woman, she had captured his heart more than he realized. The heroes of Destiny City had ruined all of that, and only now had he bothered to right himself in the wake that they had left.
Eventually, his aimless skulking brought him to the sight of the recently corrupted senshi, possibly asleep with her head on the table. Despite himself, he felt something simmering within his insides as his gaze traced her figure, and it took him a moment to place it as loathing. He resented this girl, even if he had never seen her before she had been brought to them like this.
The General settled himself silently against a wall, content to observe for now. How did he feel about corrupted senshi? Nova had been different--special. He had turned her but... She had gone back. There was no cleansing them of their stupid, wretched ideals. What made Alkaid any different?
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 2:55 pm
Alkaid remained like that for a while, with her head collapsed on her arms and her lips pursed in a pout that she never would have let anyone see. While she was laying there though, she started to feel like someone was staring. It was that odd feeling like in the dark of your bedroom at night, where you were paranoid but you knew no one was there. It wasn't strange to feel that way in the negaverse subspace but she always looked anyway.
When she finally picked her head up and turned around to look, she was surprised to see the general standing there despite the fact that she'd felt his eyes. She'd been pretty sure it was just her imagination, after all, since it had been every time this had happened before.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she murmured, pushing herself to her feet quickly and standing at attention - fumbling to get out of her chair and push it back without knocking it over. She didn't recognize him, or know his name, but his power signature was.. a little obvious. She'd come to associate that amount of energy with Tanzanite, which meant he had to be on or near her level. She locked her hands behind her back and watched him in silence, waiting to see if he needed anything.
Of course, then she realized it was rude to just stand there staring at him.
"Can I help you with something.. sir?" She hesitated over the title, but decided she might be wrong about him being a general, and well, she wouldn't know where to begin guessing over his name.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 5:48 pm
As her eyes met his, he felt little inclination to look away, or to bother smiling to lessen the intensity of his stare. She shot to her feet as though a bolt had shot through her, and perhaps it was her deference that reminded him that, senshi or not, she was one of Them now. "Sailor Nova was once just like you." The general mused, green eyes flickering for only a moment.
"Once she became purified, she left us without a second thought. Even now, she fights against us." A gloved finger tapped against his arm for a moment, decidedly predatory for such a simple gesture. "I wonder if the same won't happen to you. Why do you think you're here, Alkaid? Why are you fighting for the Negaverse?"
He wasn't sure what sort of answer he was expecting, nor did he care at the moment. Maybe he had merely wanted someone to pick on--and she was the first, unfortunate person he could stumble across. Surely her status didn't help matters any.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:16 pm
She listened, in silence, as he spoke about this Sailor Nova, trying to look through her jumbled memory for any mention of her. There was nothing though, not even the knowledge of her sphere or what her power might be. Alkaid knew nothing of this senshi he spoke about, not even as her predecessor in the Negaverse. It seemed, though, that he had some personal connection that she couldn't even guess at.
"I don't know her," she admitted, unlinking her hands and spreading them out before her in a lost sort of gesture. The word he'd used, purified, had the smallest frown on her lips - she wasn't sure that was what it would be called. They were all brainwashed fools fighting for something they didn't understand and, if anything, she had been purified regardless of the means.
Then came the million dollar question. Had anyone asked her that? She supposed it was his right, if he wanted to know.
"I owe the Negaverse my life." She dropped one spread hand to her side and brought the other up to touch the crack in her chest. "Even if I lost a lot to see the light, they saved me from dying for a cause that isn't mine to fight for." She glanced away from his intense eyes, the unwavering stare, out of both discomfort and politeness. She looked down at her dark fuku, the tips of her dark shoes. Then, with a deep breath she glanced back up at him.
"I owe Serenity nothing."
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 10:00 pm
He didn't bat an eye as she offered up her ignorance; Nova was not his main concern, not now. If he were to ever meet her again on the battlefield--well, the general didn't know what he would do. If she continued to get in their way, then removing her from the equation would be the simplest option.
Her response gave him pause for a moment, and he drank in the explanation while the silence grew between them. Yes, she had lost something precious, but it had been worth it, considering all that she had gained. "You owe her nothing." Obsidian murmured mostly to himself, finally allowing his gaze to flicker elsewhere. "You've been given another chance."
Without warning, he approached with deliberate and quick steps, not touching the girl, but not hesitating to breach what would be considered personal space. "They were responsible for the deaths of many innocent people during that coma outbreak. Do you remember?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 10:54 am
She watched the way he mulled over her words, spitting them back out like she'd said something he'd never considered. The way he spoke was almost troubling and it took everything in her not to ask him if something was wrong. Had he not been a strange new general she had never met before, she might have, but somehow now it seemed inappropriate. She just stood there, watching his visual consideration, with her mouth shut.
Then he was suddenly moving, without warning, closing the distance between them until she had to crane her neck up to look at him. She managed not to step back (mindful that there was a table in the way regardless) but she did drop her hand from her chest to her side to keep it from taking up what little distance was left.
"I don't remember anything about that time, which means I probably remained a civilian throughout it." She drew a deep breath then, trying not to fall into her typical mulling like she did every time someone told her one more thing to make her hate her former comrades. It would have been a little odd to start daydreaming with a general in her face. "But I've heard it mentioned, I've heard the horrors, and I don't doubt they did such a wretched thing."
She kept his gaze, if only because it felt rude to look away with him so close to her. He was so intense, so driven by something and she had no idea how to appease him. "I don't remember many of the sins the Senshi have committed against Earth, but I know that I am still fighting to teach them their presence, our presence here, is wrong." She frowned slightly at the end of the sentence, trying to look sympathetic. She was still a senshi, just one trying to make the others see the light she had, and her goal was still ultimately to return to the stars and leave Earth in peace.
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