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He appeared, exactly on time, how else after all would he choose to appear? His arms were folded behind his back, either trust or cockiness or confidence, then again knowing him there was a metal sphere clutched just out of view, waiting to belch forth its noxious smoke.

He gave an owlish blink, eyes shifting slightly from one side to another before he made a small hummm sound and nodded. “So… it’s not a trap, or some clumsy attempt at one.”

The voice was as soothing as ever, a black velvet sound that left the seeds of ideas in receptive minds. “So you wanted to speak to me.”

It was a statement, though he was indeed curious as to why. “I’ll give you thirty seconds to tell me why.”

There was a warning in his voice though it had been ages since you fought.

“I’ll answer, but I want you to think about this. I will not spoon-feed you anything because it will just come out as doctrine. So consider what I tell you very carefully.”
He spoke the words carefully, precisely, before he jumped down to stand with you. He was taller than he had been, not enormously but still.

“Consider first, that this is the only senshi strong hold left… in the world. We haven’t wiped cities off the map; we haven’t slaughtered humans indiscriminately or created an army that could span the globe either.”

He tiled his head. “We haven’t tried to tell them how to run their countries, their lives… though we do put people into the works, whisper into the right ears. Ideas, ideas can change –everything, but only if they are willing, and ready to listen. We haven’t forced that… not even as long as they have been there.”

He paused to let that sink in. “And then there is what I have seen of senshi, I have seen a senshi home world or two… ruins. Desolation, civilizations utterly wiped off the face of the earth, cultures fallen and likely never to be revived. They sight that we, are of course the reason for this. They say they –remember-, and then profess that they are entirely, human.” He tipped his chin down like a teacher at a lesson.

“Yet I think we both know, that the powers at work around us can play curious tricks on opinions, on MEMORY. If both sides didn’t BELIEVE that the other was absolutely out to ruin life, as they knew it, we wouldn’t have a war. Till recently, we didn’t even have a way to the stars, and look what it took us to get there. More…we were utterly blocked by the surrounding, though to the best of my knowledge many worlds exist well beyond it out of our reach, out of our influence. Perhaps we were the source of the downfall of those worlds…but looking at how the senshi interact, from as objective a standpoint as I am capable of HAVING being as I am an agent of ‘Chaos’, I have my doubts.”

“Would I… if I had the power thrust upon me…defend the world from a faction at war with itself? Would I defend it from a group of people who proclaimed themselves good, and agents of order when it lacks –structure, discipline, even respect for its own?”

He nodded in answer.

“I find it ironic, that at least from where I stand, ‘Chaos’ is ordered, and ‘Order’ is in chaos…”

He tensed slightly, at the name, the court that had become the Dark Moon Court, opening its eyes via its queen. “The Blood moon court, the ones who captured members of our organization including tanzanite, and many others… drugged them, bound them…and tortured them. They used various resources at their disposal to keep us from finding them, we searched the city high and low trying to find some hint of where they had taken them only to find scraps of uniform… they killed Tanzanite, or as good as it… she came back as something else, desperate, clinging to what remained of her humanity, more youma than not. They cut the throat of a lieutenant who just joined us, they put out wolfram’s eye. They were… desperate men and woman fighting for the cause of order, they wanted to be the best fighters order had I think. The best it had to offer by using their powers to try and gain information about our civilian lives so they could target us, our families… our friends more effectively.” He shook his head.

“In a perverse way I have to respect their commitment, but they were largely, insane. Ares, the most broken of them…think of her as a bone that was broken, something, though I don’t know what set her in my mind. I don’t know how… as best I can tell no one knows HOW she turned to Chaos, but she did, the Dark Moon court rose from the ashes of blood, torture, and pain.”

“Leto, or Remarque.” He said without a moment’s hesitation. Faith, faith in a senshi even one who served the cause of ‘Chaos’, someone who had been part of the blood moon court and now served the DMC, yet he trusted Leto at least… with little reservation at all, and Remarque because…well, he wasn’t going to share the why’s with her, not now…not yet.

“Both Dark Moon Court members, well spoken, but direct. They won’t lead you on a marry chase for information around propaganda. Though you might be hard pressed to speak to them directly.”

He hesitated and tilted his head, owlishly at her. “Tell me, that message… “ The rest of the question hung unspoken. How had she delivered it?

“Leto wears camouflage, you may not see her but I suspect if you sent her a message and asked for information you might well find her. L-E-T-O.” He spelled the name with over emphasized care and a small smile. “Remarque is the senshi of puppetry, his uniform is rather one of the most colorful I have seen, more so even than your ‘Senshi of Rainbows’, the one with the Duke-brother’s drawl.”

“R-E-M-A-R-Q-U-E” if the spelling is paramount, though it’d be interesting to know where they wind up if you do miss-spell something.”

He waited there a moment, watching you. “While I am curious what brought you to speak with me after all this time, I would not be surprised if you refused to say. That said… when you confirm what I have said…if you want to speak again you do know where to ‘find’ me.”

He waved a hand at the curious gold signet, and made a quiet note to see if he couldn’t learn more about them…and the ‘wonder’ she spoke of as well.