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 Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 11:23 am
Persephone wasn't really a fan of dark alleyways. There were too many potential dangers there - but then, she liked to think that her energy sense would keep her moderately safe. So she'd started ducking into them, walking down them, as part of the "patrol route" she had assigned herself. It was her little way of checking up on the city's darker places, making sure nobody there was in danger.
That was what she was doing tonight; carefully avoiding puddles of unidentifiable gunk and trying not to trip over anything in the shadows. She made a mental note to start packing a flashlight when she did this type of thing.
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2013 11:04 am
The moon was full and clear, it was as if the clouds had chose to shun the luminous ball in the sky and go else where for tea. Well that's how Lyssa saw the sky this beautiful evening. She had been conversing with the tree ants again, their bumbling made for a delicious sound that echoed in her fury ears and she had spent most of the afternoon and early evening starting at the bottom of of a lamppost chatting to them. People had come and gone, some petting her briefly to be shocked by a sudden shivering of her limbs and quickly moved on. She didn't like being disturbed when she was talking politics, it distracted her from the complex matters she needed to discuss. So when her senses picked up a Senshi nearby she had to at least ask the court to adjourn until she returned. Matters of the heart always came before matters of business the judges would just have to take that into consideration.
Her paws pattered down the alley, her eyes reflecting the clear moon until she could see the young scout doing what young free scouts do. Checking out a potential alleyway for food. Lyssa would join her.
"Meeow- The BesT Can Be FounD In The GuttEr To YouR Left, But don'T Touch The NachOs thoSe are FrEds"
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 10:28 pm
Persephone jumped and turned around, looking for the source of the voice. "Who's there?" She asked. Then, she looked down.
A cat, a red one...well. That actually wasn't the strangest thing she'd ever seen - after all, Derp had Awakened her! There didn't seem to be anyone else there, so she was willing to believe that this might be the one who had addressed her. She knelt down to get on the cat's level, tilting her head to he side. "Oh, hello there," she said kindly. This didn't look like Derp - the star on her forehead was dark. That was a little odd.
"Do you hunt for food here?" She asked, as sweetly as she could manage while being a little put-off. She certainly wasn't going to go looking for nachos in the gutter, no thank you.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:05 am
Twisting her neck to the right the cat looked at the Senshi through slited eyes, her mind working over the image of the now nearly upside down Scout with feverish insensitive. Were Fred’s nacho’s safe now? Was the fact the girl hadn’t gone rushing to the special not-so secret gutter hiding place a good sign? Yes…Yes it was. Plus she liked her voice and anyone with a voice like that must be made of good things, like pinks and greens.
“HuNt? No, nO, I mAke My oWN gUmBo, wiTh salAMi anD maYO, no stoNEs thouGh, no sTOnes, havE to wATch my weiGHt you sEE, the pigeoNS are geTTing fasTEr, sneaKEr. ThEy kNow tHe seCRet pATHs likE the Back of thEIr greASy feATheRs…”
Lyssa had developed a deep hatred for all thing pigeons, even since one spurred her at the alter and ran off with the scullery maid. Never again will she let feathery good s past her heart. But there was time to lament lost love later, she was intrigued by the soft voiced scout before her and watched her aqua aura bounce around in the darkened air.
“I am LySSa youNg oNe, yOu tASTe of aLl thInGs swEEt aNd taRty. YoU wouLd make a gOOD friENd, thE beSt of friENds.”
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:43 pm
Persephone was confused by this cat. That was really the only word for it. Derp had bee pretty confusing too, if in a very different way, she supposed. She wondered if being a little off was a qualification for being a talking cat.
"Well, it's lovely to meet you, Lyssa, and I definitely hope we can be friends," she said diplomatically. "I'm Sailor Persephone," she said, "and, ah, do you like being pet?" She figured it was polite to ask, with another sentient creature. Best not to be rude and assume. She wasn't exactly sure how Lyssa would react if she did something strange.
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