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It had been a long time since he’d seen her, part of him wondered if she had died, one of the many casualties the city had claimed. Odd to think of it, it almost seemed to slip his mind how many people had died, killed not just by their side, but also by both sides. Accidents happened mind you, there was no good or accurate number of the deaths, not when some of them even –seemed- natural, or nearly so. The number of people whom had died when that strange alternate court had dragged the city into dreams, Elysion, people could easily have died there too and he’d never be sure. Youma attacks, the earliest history that made them –need- to kill people.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair staring out over the city.

The last time he’d been on this rooftop had been the first time she’d seen him in this uniform. He’d told her she would have made a good princess; strangely he had meant it too. He thought that of one other only, one other would earn a respectful nod if they earned more power, even if he did feel that the power should –cost- them more somehow. It didn’t feel like they had earned it knowing that it never caused them pain to grow.

He reached a hand to touch lightly on the thick fabric of his mask, he hadn’t always had it, once she’d been able to kiss him, and it had truly made her source of power into a sharp reality. Things that were close seemed far away and vise versa. Hard to deal with, harder to try and work around.

She was probably a statistic.

“What a shame” he murmured into the cool evening. It would have been lovely to try and woo her again; she’d have made a fine officer.

He hesitated then, feeling the energy of an order senshi prickling across his skin.

The figure vanished, there one moment and then the next, it…no, he was feet away from her.

“It’s been a long time.” The voice at least was familiar, though weather or not it would take away any of the ominous sensation that his chaotic aura would give was another story. They had a history, though it was not entirely peaceful either.

“I had just been thinking about you, I wondered if you weren’t a casualty of the war. I wonder where you have been.”

It was more a statement of his thoughts than a question to her as though he perhaps did not expect an honest answer.

“Surely not inside the city, I think you’re too well minded of order to have resisted joining the fight had you been here.”