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 Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 9:23 pm
Energy collecting had gone well for the night and Chromite was feeling pretty damn amazing. This had to have been officially the best collecting gig she'd been privileged to yet. As the light from the half-forming moon lit the way, she even whistled a quiet tune as she wandered her way back to her own cabin. Admittedly she was being lazy and utterly careless. Something that if she didn't have complete faith in their scheme could get her killed.
Still- She whistled. Chromite whistled the sad melody that every once in a while would haunt her, like a dream from Christmas. The snow globe's song trailed lightly through the dark forest air.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:43 pm
Coralie had, once again, snuck out of her bunk in the middle of the night without Aitana. No doubt if her olive-haired friend woke up and found her gone there was going to be a long discussion on what was and was not absolutely being a good friend, but this was just one of those nights that she really needed to be alone. The moon was full and shining down on the lake, the diminutive Japanese transplant floating through the trees almost wistfully.
All movement stopped, however, when she heard a haunting whistle of her mother's lullaby through the trees. There had been only one of those globes to survive Kaguya's menace and it had been placed in Elysion months before to lay safely in the temple there. Curious, a hand reached into her pocket. "Moon Crisis Make-Up!" It was a bare whisper and a flash brought Chibimoon out to sneak through the woods.
Hard to get caught and in trouble when you were a Senshi and not a camper, was her train of thought. Stumbling across Chromite she was even more thankful. "You! You should shut up right now!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 2:04 pm
Truthfully, for the most part Chromite wasn't even aware what she was whistling while she did so. She just always had it stuck in her memory, and maybe that mattered and maybe it didn't. The blonde didn't really care either way-- She just whistled and hummed when she was bored. When a voice caught her unawares she smiled. That's right camper- Be bossy. Her grin predatory, she turned on her heel to face her next victim but as she did so the smile on her face vanished.
Eyes narrowed, she immediately grabbed her plastic gun. She had no idea how the damn thing was going to help her right now, but still she held it up and aimed at the senshi before her. That senshi. The one that had called her fat, of all things. The one that had nearly killed her with some sort of alien death beam.
"You," she snarled. "You don't get to tell me a damn thing-- This is my territory."
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