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 Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 3:37 pm
The sudden tug came completely unexpectedly, out of the blue - and then Fluorite was all but yanked from the dark alley she'd been hiding it for a few hours now, lighting draining the passerbys as they walked down one of Destiny City's most busy roads. It was boring work - the captain preferred to be on the move - but it was extremely lucrative if you hid well enough.
The sizable aura the gathered energy orbs were giving out were a proof of that as she entered the dark kingdom, through she did nearly drop the orb she'd been gathering in her surprise.
The feeling of being summoned never got any less jarring no matter how much it happened, and for a few seconds she was silent, as if waiting for the others to make their ways as well.
...No dice. This could potentially be bad. "Ah, um, general king." She stammered. "...If it's about last time, I really didn't call you a queen on purpose..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 3:43 pm
A twitch of amusement that creased the corners of his pale eyes at her words, a soft chuckle that was almost velveteen, soothing and perhaps unnerving because it was the same soothing voice he used towards senshi who had not yet seen the light.
“Walk with me Captain.” He said and turned and started a measured pace, heading towards the great and looming doors of the rift which seemed to glower down at the pair of them, hungry and waiting in eternal silence. “I noticed your brother has become one of our Eternal.” He said with a small nod. “Good for him.”
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 4:18 pm
...She was so in trouble, but somehow she was pretty certain that claiming she had something in the oven and teleporting post-haste wasn't going to work.
Mainly, he'd just summon her again.
She fell in step with him with a wordless nod, hiding the orb she had been holding in her sash where the others were. That was about where she'd noticed where they were headed.
Yes, she was in trouble. s**t. Her mind raced, trying to figure out what she had ******** up in recent history. "He was out with Hiro that night, I think. They ran into this one senshi. Kalli-something ? Alunite just calls her ********." She gave a nervous chuckle. "She was eternal, and apparently Hiro had decided it was time ? Im not too sure how that works, to be honest."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 4:23 pm
“Ah… Kallichore, she’s moved quickly.” He said with a small frown, and then the smile returned. “Then again, so have you and your brother, times have changed and we must change with it. We need to make sure we’re prepared to deal with the rising threat of the senshi. We have a great threat to be dealt with concerning the zodiacs, missing ‘civilians’ that may in fact be Senshi, we don’t know. Are you prepared to meet that challenge?”
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 4:43 pm
"A lot of them do..." Or perhaps it was bitterness speaking. What little info she'd gotten on Themis also spoke of a quick rise and power - power he seemed to be more than happy to abuse. But also a lot of them seemed to stall, for reasons unknown. Apparently cats just knew when a senshi was 'ready' - whatever that was supposed to entail.
But there weren't a ton of cats, from what she'd heard... Perhaps this was working to their advantage. She hadn't considered this before...
"Prepared... ?" She wasn't sure what he was alluding to, and one of the possible outcomes threatened to send shivers down her spine. This wasn't something she spoke of, but the prospect of going to space gave her the creeps. There were too many unknown variables here.
But still, she knew what the proper answer to that was. "I will do what asked to me to the best of my abilities, sir." ....Was sir proper ? Crap.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 5:13 pm
“You have growing to do Captain, but all growth has to start somewhere.” He glanced towards her. People grow out of experience, out of pain and understanding. Understand, that you’ll need to mature into a new rank, that you’ll need to find yourself.
Deeper and deeper into the rift they went past the long halls of shadows and the arena; onward into the great old castle and though its winding corridors as he spoke, still in measured even tones. “Do you understand what I’m saying Captain? We’re going to need strong people, strong hands. We’re going to need generals.”
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 5:35 pm
The first comment got a puzzled frown out of Fluorite. Perhaps she was too focused still on trying to figure out what she'd done wrong to be summoned like this to think that, perhaps, it was more than the opposite.
Or, well, the dark rings under those vivid green eyes were also supplying a reason as to why she might not be as quick on the uptake as she should.
Fatigue and weariness basically clung down to the girl's very pores.
"There are many eternals... too many. You can't send a captain to one of them and expect them to come out victorious. And it's not like we have the sheer numbers to overhelm them..." If it wasn't for the blasted magic... Maybe. But the only thing that had moved her to face an eternal had been rage, and she'd had Painite with her.
The rift always made her a little uneasy, and she'd been on her guard ever since they had passed the hall - the shift in her posture was pretty much impossible to miss.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 5:47 pm
The doors to the war room stood between you and what must be your destination now, long ago the earth sigils had been clawed away, gems picked clean, but wealth of that kind was no longer needed here. Power was the currency they were all paid in.
“Fluorite.” He said his voice growing hard and cold. “If you’d been a little faster on the uptake, I might have apologized for the pain.” He swept one hand forward, pinning you almost effortlessly to the door, the other sank into your chest, curling fingers around your precious star seed. “Fortunately, it’s your knives that have made the deepest impression.”
He had never really promoted before, only dragged people into the dark enshrouding folds of the Dark Kingdom, letting them dip their toes into the cool deep waters of power and soothing the edges of conscience. Now though he pushed far more darkness into an already corrupted young woman, further drowning the ‘light’ and pulling forth something new.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 6:35 pm
Oh s**t.
That was all that Fluorite had time to think before she was seized. At least this time she didn't end up dangling in mid-air - there was some comfort to the feel of the hardness under her feet.
It didn't last long.
In a cold march evening, Fluorite was born on the roof of a skyscapper, with an overtired captain on the brink of exhaustion as a witness. That had been nothing.
Weather and time turned to june, and Fluorite had become a captain within the crystal halls, weeks after she had given to the negaverse one of the most precious things she'd had - her brother. If one looked closely, they could still see the scars, leftovers from the cuts she'd caused herself from improvising herself a weapon with a large spire of crystal. Her screams had echoed far and wide that day, and the young girl had thought the pain had been agony.
She'd been wrong.
This was agony. This was like something drilling into your very soul, shattering into pieces, only to reform it again in the manner of which it wanted. She screamed, inevitably, as all of them did. It was a surge of power, fire and ice both, melting you and freezing down your very bones, from the tip of your toes to the top of one's head. It was like being submerged, and the only thing you could truly do was drown.
The power picked and discarded what it didn't need, swallowed the doubts and hesitations whole, crushed what was superfluous into fine powder and tossed it aside.
Just when she thought this was it, that it was all over, that the power would burn her alive and drown her, just when she thought she was going to die or, worse perhaps, join the ranks of the youma that called the rift their home, it stopped.
Just when she'd been about to get the truest taste of what her brother had gone though to be free, she was all but yanked of it - and for the first few second, the absence of the intensity seemed just as painful as the previous existanse of it, like being catapulted from boiling water into an ice-cold ocean.
In the waning end of september, Fluorite had risen.
She said nothing, still staring as her vision was slowly coming back into focus, while the void left by the intense pain was being filled by thoughts again, and while she inhaled air in wide gasps, throat raw from all the screaming.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 6:50 pm
He reached up a gloved hand to touch her cheek lightly, a quiet thoughtful gesture that was quite unlike him. He did not savor the touch of most people, he didn’t suffer it lightly, not from himself to others or to let others touch him too casually.
“You know nothing of pain.” He said quietly, his brows furrowed almost in pain of his own. The hand pulled back, the moment passed like it had been nothing more than a dream. “Welcome, General Fluorite, I hope you’re prepared for the battle ahead. I think, it will be quite unlike anything we have ever faced before.”
He turned and swung open the doors to the war room. “I have assignments for you and your brother.”
And so she was, captain to General now, and he moved on like nothing had changed, or perhaps as though everything had changed who could say. Only the days ahead would give the answers that any of them required.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:03 pm
Perhaps she'd think back upon that touch one day and wonder if she'd imagined it, fleeting as it had been. Ominous words these were, indeed, but she knew better than to ask.
Perhaps a part of her did not want to imagine what he had ever meant, but nonetheless she steeled herself back the best she could manage, unable to completely suppress the weakness in her legs.
He continued just as if nothing had happened, and she did her best to do the same, trying to ignore the foreign feeling of gloves on her hands, after so long spent without them. "Very well, sir."
There was work to do. Everything else had to be put aside for the time being.
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