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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 11:47 am
"So. How's your prince been treating you?"
A somewhat familiar sneering voice, tinged with bitterness, would hit the back of Lina's head not twenty seconds after the familiar power signature of a Negaverse General crept into her awareness. It may have been a familiar scenario for the purified Knight at this point: go out on a run across town, get noticed by Negaverse officer she used to know, get confronted by said Negaverser. Such a thing was hard to avoid given the nature of her Knighthood, but at least for this one it was someone new.
And at least there was no rushing to an assassination attempt along with the voice. Instead General Uranophane just stood some yards away from her, arms crossed, glowering. She had always been good at glowering. In the half a year they had gone without really meeting each other, she had even managed to improve at it.
Meeting the traitor had not been on her agenda for the evening. However, the usual operations she went out for had been conducted with a lacklustered detachment until she'd just about given up in a huff. She didn't feel like apprehending any senshi, or stringing together an energy-draining operation. Stopping to experience what a traitor was like firsthand seemed like an excusable distraction.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 2:47 pm
Uh-uh. There was no way she was going to do this tonight. Lina Knight couldn't say why the khaki-clad general with her nuclear edges so offended her sensibilities and needled her intolerance. All she knew was that looking at Uranophane glowering at her across the rooftop, sneer plastered on her aristocratic face, Lina wanted to slap it right off. It made her tone a little testy as she spoke.
"I don't see him that often. So I'd say he's treating me like a time bomb. We disagree on a few of the finer points of how to treat you gleefully murderous rebels, we don't talk much." Apparently she was feeling reckless with the details of her personal life as well. What did they expect though, when every damn person with Chaos in their star seed thought they could comment on it? Thought they had it all straight in their head and she'd run away to be Prince Castor's honeybun.
Hell even he seemed to think it. It was ridiculous.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:39 am
Uranophane kept her gaze trained on the traitor, meted and obscured by her signature eyewear. In anything but the dead of night they were tacky... campy, even, but they served their purpose well enough. Like the pair of shades General-King Charonite had always worn at all hours of the day, and the cloth mask Zinkenite kept wrapped around half his face, they hid bits and pieces of their emotions -- a physical manifestation, almost, of the little strips of humanity that getting corrupted pulled away from someone.
"Gleefully... murderous... rebels. I see."
She took a long breath, walking forward, her metal-tipped boots clacking noisily against the rooftop as she approached Lina in a slow, almost languishing pace. Her tone was examining Lina's words, clearly trying to decide how seriously to take them. "Do you really think of yourself as so different from us, now?" she asked over the metronome of her footsteps. "I hope you're at least keeping in mind that anything you think about the Negaverse, you can also attribute to yourself. Gleefully murderous rebels, indeed."
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:53 am
Click. Click. Click. There was something about it that made Lina want to reach out, take Uranophane by the hair, and hold her suspended off the edge of the building. It was like nails on a chalkboard to the blue-haired knight; she could almost feel her eye twitching at the sound. "Oh I wake up screaming over it almost every night. There's something to be said about the fact that whatever there is inside of you makes those things alright. When it's stripped away?" Her head shook just a little jerkily in time with the constant sound of clicking. Uphane had to be doing it on purpose.
"You end up feeling the price for every life you've ever taken and I've taken so many I don't even know the number. You can't deny, however, that the Negaverse was born as a rebellion and that there are quite a few of you that happily would murder anything in a skirt and ribbons no matter how hard they wish otherwise to not hurt anyone. Did you know there are children senshi?" Lina's voice was just a little incredulous, just a little pained thinking of a small, lifeless body and the parents left to claim it.
"You seemed to come and sneer at the fallen traitor, however. Far be it from me to assume you actually care about how I feel."
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 10:10 am
"So you've seen the light, and realized the error of your ways, and come out of it with a better perspective and a higher moral ground to stand on than everyone else," Uranophane replied, her tone darkening with every word and eyes narrowing behind her concealing frames. "We're all blind, of course. We take the words of our superiors as gospel without a second thought, naturally." Now she was terribly closer than before -- standing side by side with her but facing in the opposite direction, close enough that a chance breeze could have made her cape brush against the Knight.
She kept going, her pressed voice a mix of bitterly deadpan and mocking. "What a tragic creature I am to not know what you have been blessed by the cosmos to know, Lina." Her jaw was clenching with all the force of a bear trap. "Oh, if only I could be as smart, as wise as you."
Sympathy was out the window for this discussion. Uranophane certainly wasn't showing any, but as far as the General was concerned neither was Lina.
"I wouldn't go out of my way to kill a child senshi if you god damned paid me," she continued. "It's not the Negaverse's fault those little abominations exist. Blame your guardian cats for being stupid enough to awaken them."
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 3:37 pm
The snort was not angry, was not really derisive. If anything it was...amused? "My guardian cats? Oh please, please spare me that horrific honor. My little corner of the Light does not allow for any overly-superior talking fuzzballs who I swear do more harm than good." The laughter in her face carried for a moment, fading a bit as the young knight got just a touch more serious. "Not blind. Misguided. Lied to?" Her head tilted with the phrasing, hitting on the second and nodding. "Things aren't what they were advertised to be, it's a great wrong, and I want to right it...but I guess you figured that one out, O Clever One." Okay, so the sarcasm could not be entirely eliminated but what did they expect?
"That's also the thing about moral ground. Going through something the way I have you realize that it's one big ******** illusion and it's all a boggy shitmess. There's nowhere in this stupid war that any of us can stand and call ourselves better than any of the rest. Some of them want to kill you. You want to kill all of them. A small percentage, that I'd like to wipe out of the universe, want to torture everything that breathes. On both sides." Shoulders rolled, the clicking making her want to punch something, a breath in and out.
"Please. For the love of everything, stop moving. That clicking noise is making me want to smash your face into the concrete and that's so counterproductive I don't know where to start." There. She'd humbled herself and wasn't that something? Probably.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 4:04 pm
The witty response came terribly welcome to Uranophane. Wittiness in general was an easy way to make her angry -- and it did much to serve the impression the Negaverser was having on Lina. It was not a good one.
"For someone who claims there's no such thing as a moral ground in all this, you sure are acting pretty ******** superior about yours," growled the General. "You were just a second ago talking about how you believe leaving the Negaverse made you a better person, and now you're trying to sell me the idea that you think no one is better than anyone else based on what side they're on?" She stopped walking, turned, scowled and pointed a derisive finger at the Mercury symbol at on Lina's chest clasp. "Or are you just full enough of yourself that you think you're an exception to that rule?"
The urge to start pacing again was tremendous. Anything to work off some of the steam generated by her anger, her irritation, her frustration.
And yet, she somehow managed to stay still in spite of it making her want to choke someone. "There. Now you do me a favor," she offered, "and quit acting like you know better than everyone else. Six months is a long time to have been out of the Negaverse, and it's not like everything you've observed so far that isn't total bullshit isn't ******** obvious."
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