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Avalon stopped walking, turned on her heel, and squinted down the street at the approaching senshi. It was easy enough to call her dagger to hand, to slide into the 'ready' position she'd been taught, to wait. "Hello," said Avalon, cautiously. She was prepared for violence, of course--but she wasn't going to spring into it. Not yet. Her job was infiltration, not--not total annihilation.

"What do you want, senshi," she asked, and she thought: well that's not very friendly, but at the same time, who cared? It was a senshi. Not a real person.

Avalon lowered the hand with the knife in it, but didn't leave her ready-to-attack pose. "And I'm Captain Avalon," she said. "What does a senshi of the White Moon want with a Negaverse Captain? It doesn't make any sense to seek us out to talk." And of course, she also didn't want to look disloyal. Her position in the Negaverse meant she wasn't expected to engage every senshi she meant--but it also didn't excuse her from engaging rude senshi...

Avalon felt awful about see-sawing from offensive to neutral and back again, but she also couldn't risk this senshi having been sent specifically to look for her. "Yes," she said, her knife so tight in her hand that her fingers were going numb. "I was Avalon Squire of Earth, once. Not anymore." And good ******** riddance.

No way was she letting her guard down. But she could certainly talk. "It's... it's better than the White Moon could ever hope to be," she said. "At least when we do bad things, we own them. We don't abandon our newbies." And they also had really fun parties. Well... sort of fun parties.

"I was Order," she corrected, maybe too fast but she was still a little on edge. "Only senshi are White Moon." She supposed Knights swore to a Princess, but… she'd been of Earth, and they'd had no Princess, as far as she knew.

Anyway.

"It was the worst pain of my life," said Avalon. "Like every single inch of me was being flayed open and then burned. But I would do it again. I would do it a hundred hundred times." And, while they were on the honesty trip… "…I don't remember anything about who I was before I woke up as a Negaverse Captain," she said. "Not my name, or where I came from, or who my friends were. Everything I have, the Negaverse has given me.

"When a White Moon senshi was chasing me down, a Captain came to help me. She took an attack meant for me and saved my life. That's what being in the Negaverse is, and they'll do the same for you, if you switch."

Avalon stared. It was just--a symptom, she thought, of how awful and arrogant the senshi were. How arrogant all of them had been for so long. "Yes," she said. "You forget either everything about your civilian life or everything about your life as a senshi. It's the price you pay for your crimes." To her, an officer, this didn't seem so bad. In her past life, Niamh had committed no crime against the people of Earth. She'd protected them. Avalon could carry no guilt for that, and her crimes as the most recent of Avalon's guardians had been easily expunged through offerings of energy and of her own starseed.

For senshi, she was sure it would be more difficult. But why scare the girl? "It means safety from youma," she said, "and from the infinitely more deadly forces of the Negaverse." She held up her dagger, her grip loose in the manner she'd been taught. Ready to use, if necessary. Then she dropped her hands to her sides and smiled. "So you should consider it. I'd love to have you."