The ruins on the Moon did not have quite the same appeal (at least not to Ganymede) as other far-off places in the galaxy, but with no guarantee for safety in such large numbers on Earth, and with travel to other locales being impossible with such a sizable group, the Moon's ruins suited the Jovians' purposes well enough.
Ganymede stood before her teammates, staring from face to face and feeling the weight of their presence on her already anxious nerves. She'd directed them all to a large room with pieces of dilapidated furniture strewn about haphazardly, and windows that overlooked the overgrown gardens. On a table that seemed sturdy enough she'd placed two tiered tupperware containers full of festive cupcakes, all in red and pink and white, as well as a vegetable tray and an assortment of dips for those who might not want or appreciate sweets—all in the hopes that a little food might distract them from how horrible of an orator she was.
She was a dancer; public speaking was by no means her forté.
“Okay, so,” she began. She cleared her throat nervously. “I don't have any sort of welcome speech prepared, so you guys'll just have to suffer through me making this up as I go. But... um... there are a lot of us, and some of us are just getting back from this, that, and the other, so it'd probably be a good idea if we started off just kinda going over some of the stuff that's happened since the last time we all got together like this.
“I think most of us were Senshi at the time of the Ambush, right? Or knights, sorry. That was two summers ago. In case any of you weren't there, the Negaverse and the DMC party-crashed a big Senshi-Knight meeting. We were losing pretty badly, which is pretty typical if you ask me. I mean, they have swords and knives and spears and we've just got, you know, magic and stuff. But anyway, somehow or another we all ended up here.”
There was, of course, the subject of the Moon Queen, but Ganymede wisely chose not to bring her into the conversation just yet, lest she veer too far off topic.
“Anyway, now we can come here during the full moon. You need a phone charm to do it, though, unless you want to tag along with someone else, so if you don't have one now's the time to ask for one. Kinda convenient when it comes to getting us all together safely,” she said, and rambled on. “After the ambush there was a long period of pretty much nothing, but then last May there was an attack on the carnival. Seemed like it'd be a nice night out but, you know, bad guys can't let us have nice things. The rides went kinda wonky, there were lots of youma prowling around and stuff, and dumb, evil people doing generally dumb, evil things. Then there were a few craptastic nights last July with some Negaverse Captain and his cronies doing some seriously messed up stuff to a bunch of civilians. Bischofite. I'm sure you'll hear all about him in a bit if you don't know of him already.
“Last but not least there was a weird eclipse in October. I don't really know what caused it but I'm pretty sure all the stuff that happened during it had something to do with it. Basically every night there was an eclipse, and there were these clones of us running around trying to kill everyone, and then at the end this chick rises up out of the lake or something and does her thing. Trying to take over the world, you know. Kinda like that snow queen in town square a few years back, if... uh... any of you remember that. Not sure how many of us were around then. Those've been pretty much one of the only times goodies and baddies've been forced to fight together instead of against each other.”
Clearing her throat again, Ganymede looked toward those she knew best in the hopes of getting some sort of encouragement that she wasn't doing a completely horrible job, but she'd already spent far more time front and center than she'd thought she would.
“Um, so, yeah. Eat my cupcakes. Or gnaw on some carrots or something. We've got a lot to get through 'cause, you know, it's kinda a big war,” she said. “But you guys are, like, pretty much right where it started, I guess. I heard some dumb love story about a Moon princess and a prince of Earth, and somehow because of that the Negaverse thinks we're all trying to take over the world or something, which is totally stupid, but try telling them that and you'll probably get a knife to the face or something crazy like that. It's wild. If you haven't really had the chance to get a feel for it yet, stick around. You're in for some crazy s**t.”
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Valhalla remained off to the side of the room as Ganymede started the meeting, not wanting to be any kind of distraction when she was trying to get things organized. It was a little overwhelming to realize that it had been well over two years that most of them were doing this, longer for some, much shorter for others. But regardless of when someone became a senshi or knight, they were all in this together.
He didn’t take any of the cupcakes just yet, wanting to make sure everyone else had a chance to get theirs. Besides, he got plenty of cakes and pastries and cookies at home, so waiting wasn’t that big of a deal. The most important thing was for those who were new there to feel comfortable. Despite the event that led to the discovery of the moon’s ruins, it was good to know, or at least hope, that they would all be safe there. And with that thought, he was most able to relax.
To have so many people he cared about in one place and not be threatened by Obsidian or any other who bore ill will towards them… it was a relief.
“I guess we should start introducing everyone before we get into any kind of discussion,” Valhalla spoke up once Ganymede seemed to have finished. “I know some people are new, so… If any of you don’t know, that’s Ganymede,” he introduced for her, offering her a small smile. He didn’t want her to feel like she left anything out. She’d worked hard on getting the cupcakes and food together, so to him… she should get a break.
“I’m Valhalla,” he continued, lifting his hand as if to wave hello to the others.
Sailor Europa was more than happy to sit back and let Ganymede open the meeting - she'd only barely gotten back into senshi work, if dusting one youma counted as senshi work, and practically every single other person at the meeting would have a better grasp of recent events than she did. Despite wearing her well-earned eternal rank and being a founding member of the court, tonight her plan was to sit back, listen, and try her best to get caught up.
There were a lot of familiar faces in the crowd, but also a lot of senshi she could only assume had either awoken or joined during her illness. With Ganymede and Valhalla jumping right into introductions, Europa figured she'd might as well get in on that as soon as possible - if any of the newer members were feeling shy, then maybe getting the ball rolling would make all of this go faster.
"Hi," she said, hopping to her feet. "I'm Europa. I haven't been around much lately because I've been sick, but if anyone has any questions about stuff that happened like, prior to 2011? I'm your girl. I've been a senshi since 2009 and I've done my best to keep pretty good records."
She wondered if she was forgetting anything, or if she could pick her cupcake back up and dig into it. "Oh!" Europa added. "As you can see, we're in space! It's really cool! If anyone has any questions about their homeworlds, like how to get there or what to do once you're there or anything else, I'd be thrilled to answer those as well."
Satisfied that she had said everything she needed to say - at least for the moment - Europa sat down. She took off her gloves and set them aside, then picked up her cupcake and peeled the paper daintily off. If Ganymede wasn't her favorite person in the universe right now, she wasn't sure who was.
Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 5:38 pm
Knowing they were all safe and sound, and knowing their ranks had grown (even ever so slightly) had given Kallichore a deep sense of relief.
The eternal senshi had half-perched on a windowsill to Ganymede's right, eyes gazing out the filmy glass to the overgrown gardens. The moon itself was in shambles, a just a fragment of its former self and yet it still retained a beauty unique to it. Though she was listening to what Ganymede had presented to the group, to others it probably looked like she was more interested in the garden than anything else. When the Senshi of Lust was finished and introductions began, Kallichore stirred and shifted her weight to face the rest of the group. The last time she, Valhalla and Ganymede had seen one another, Kallichore was a trainwreck (and that was putting it lightly). She gave the two of them a nod of respect.
Now? Now she seemed to have a brighter light behind her eyes and a lighter step. While she didn't get up from her position, she did open her arms slightly to the group in a welcoming gesture. "I'm Kallichore. I've been around for a few years and know many things I'd be willing to teach. Any new information we gather, I'll upload to the senshi primer to help others just getting started in this war."
Food didn't seem right to dig into just yet, so the eternal kept her vigil where she was, hands folded in her lap.
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The moon was a literal sanctuary, and Eternal Sailor Pasiphae found it hard not to relax here. It was the only place, outside of her distant moon, that she knew to be completely safe from any Chaos. She also had fewer negative feeings in conjunction with the craterous surface with the view of the blue-and-green orb upon which she lived than she did with the pinkish surface of the place from which she drew her name. Oh, yes, now she had an understanding with Pasiphae, but the beginning interactions with it, with the flashes of a lesson it had struggled to teach her... she could not forget them.
But that was in the past. For now, she joined Europa near the container of cupcakes and flashed the other Senshi a smile while she listened to everyone introduce themselves. She peeled the carnation pink liner off of her own cupcake and took a less than careful bite. Icing remained in a splotch on her lower lip, and rather than showing her normal amount of embarassment, she laughed quietly and licked it away. If she could not be comfortable among those that she loved, those who consistently risked their lives for her benefit when she didn't deserve it... then she did not know where she coud be. She was still quiet and demure as she ever had been, but there was more ease in her the way she held herself at the meeting.
Wrangling with the confection occupied her attention as she sat. When Kallichore finished introducing herself, the Shame Senshi swallowed back the last of her treat. There was no excuse, then, for her to be quiet any longer. So, she cleared her throat and announced, "I'm Pasiphae, Senshi of Shame. I... honestly don't remember how long I've been a Senshi. Longer than some, shorter than others. If there's ever anything I can do for any of you... please, don't hesitate to ask. I'll do my best."
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Horatio was not in one of her normally chipper moods, despite being surrounded by the bestest bunch of winners in the universe. Recent events weighed heavier than usual on her mind as she contemplated that if not for the loser's own loserness there'd be ANOTHER winner. Maybe not one of her winners, but a winner. It was... irritating, like a flea bite on the center of the spine that couldn't be scratched without rolling around.
Still... being around all of those gathered on the Moon was gratifying and there was all sorts of potential games to be played in this neato place. She would definitely have to get one of those pearl thingies for herself. The Himalayan hopped up onto the veggie tray and poked at its plastic lid, trying to decide if it'd be worth the prank to open it up and spill the contents on the two nearest Senshi. It was certainly tempeting...
But there were introductions to make! "I'm Horatio and I'm always happy to meet all of you that I don't already know...although I kind of know, if I dig deep, what your name is, but mostly--well, anyway, I'm obviously a Mauvian and I like games and cuddles and talking!"
Posted: Fri Feb 14, 2014 9:50 pm
The Moon. It had been over a year since she's been here, right? Eternal Sailor Tsui received her invitation and did not think twice about attending- whether or not she was considered a true and blue member of the Jovian court to others, her sense of loyalty to the only team that had taken her in despite her unbearable ways pretty much guaranteed that she'd be there. She was geared and ready to go, though the moment she arrived in the ruins of the castle, part of her was starting to scream for her to go back. The last time she was brought here, it was against her will, after that ambush... She had never returned, though she had promised to take others to the Moon and to go with Ida and the rest of the PSSG, and had she not received an invitation to the meeting, how much longer would the Tiger senshi have gone without ever setting foot here?
However, now that she was here, there was no turning back. She wouldn't have wasted her time, or the others, by simply turning back now, and before she took her seat, she made sure to hide every ounce of nervousness or fear from her form. This was a sanctuary. Chaos couldn't get here. But it wasn't the agents of Chaos that bothered her, not so much as a reminder of just how brash and foolish she had once been. By the time she say down, there was an eager smile on her face, something more akin to the Tiger senshi that some here had known and liked (or at least put up with).
There was at least one good perk to showing up to the meeting, besides to meet with senshi, knights and cats that she was proud to be a part of, and when Ganymede offered up cupcakes, Tsui was quick to act upon such a gracious offer. She left her seat to partake in the dining of the cupcakes, listening to the Senshi of Lust's speech in the meantime. She spotted several familiar faces and had to stop herself from making a racket when she saw Kallichore. Kallichore, the one that trained her, the one that introduced her to the Jovians... it had been entirely too long! After grabbing two cupcakes, she changed her destination, moving towards her friend and offering her the second cupcake as introductions went from one attendee to the other.
Tsui had met Ganymede, Valhalla and Pasiphae, time and time again, and she flashed each of them a cupcake-filled wave. Europa and Horatio, however, were definitely new to her, or at least she thought so, but that didn't make them stand out and less in her mind. They, too, were greeted with a waving cupcake, before Tsui decided that it was time for her to introduce herself. And she did so in her typical, loud mouthed self, any feelings of uncertainties gone now that she found herself surrounded by friends. "Eternal Sailor Tsui, Senshi of Tigers and also member of the Painite Survivors Support Group, along with fellow Eternals Ida, Athene and Chaonis. I've been a Senshi for, uh, maybe two years now? Not as experienced as some here, but I've seen my fair share of action, as seen by my lovely tiger stripes at my waist. I may not have the best advice around or knowledge, or wisdom, but if you need someone to fight along side, or someone to come to your rescue, I'm your girl. Fighting's what I'm best at!"
'Even if it's the only thing I'm ever good at.' Tsui kept that to herself, wasting no more time in shoving the cupcake in her mouth.
Everything about this was strange - strange and frightening. Powering up after years of having nothing to do with Destiny City or the conflict that engulfed it, traveling to the moon... Sailor Callisto wasn't sure how to take any of this. The events Ganymede was describing were creepy, and frightening, and nothing that she really wanted to be involved in...
But she couldn't just hunker down and hide, either. As much as she wanted to, if she didn't help and something happened to someone she cared about? Callisto would never be able to forgive herself. And so she was here, stomach twisting as she tucked herself in an unobtrusive corner. She said nothing, but watched everything.
There was no way she was going to go get any cupcakes, though. That would mean creeping out of her relatively secure spot and possibly having to introduce herself to the group. And that... well. She didn't feel ready to do anything like that just yet. For now she would watch and listen, and if she found herself with the need to say anything, she'd deal with that later.
Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 5:49 pm
“Did you get dragged here, too?” Oberon chirped as he approached the one who was probably closest to his own age, a collection of at least five cupcakes in his arms. He had never met the girl with the short brown hair before, but she looked just as bored as he felt. Why else would she be sitting out of the way like she was?
Okay, so there could be a lot of reasons, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that he was there and bored and not even part of this group but made to come along because something about… how he couldn’t be trusted to leave alone at home.
Carefully, he plopped down on the ground next to the girl who hadn’t spoken at all yet, foisting a few of his cupcakes off onto her without bothering to ask if she wanted any. “I just came for the moon rocks, but noooo I have to sit through the meeting first. I’m Oberon,” he quickly introduced as he shoved a cupcake into his mouth. He only introduced himself to the girl — the others were probably too busy measuring buttwings to care about the kids/non Eternals in the back of the room.
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It was very strange to be in the presence of so many senshi and not have to do any work to shield them. Tomlin was uneasy on the Moon – he’d been here once, under the same less-than-ideal circumstances as many of the others, and it hadn’t comforted him. He’d picked an out-of-the way spot on a windowsill, tail-tip just visible beneath the tattered remains of the ancient curtain. Little shreds of dusty fabric floated to the floor as his restless tail swished against it. For all the safety the sanctuary provided, he remained wary, feeling out the shifting auras even though he knew he didn’t need to. Many were strong and familiar, others wholly new. And one very familiar, though he couldn’t see her, and it wouldn’t be the first time he’d imagined it. Hope played tricks sometimes. A new guardian, too, which was great to see. It was the first time he’d been really free to pay full attention at a meeting, without his usual duties as a cat.
Unfortunately, Ganymede’s opening statement provided a new kind of distraction, and with whiskers twitching, he soon enough poked his head out from his hiding spot to spy on the food. He wasn’t the kind of cat to be fussy about what he ate, but his mode of living hadn’t been exactly high-class lately. The attraction of food he didn’t have to drag out of a bin was too much of a lure. He waited long enough to be sure that no-one was about to kick little Horatio off the table, before he made his move to leap up beside her.
“I’m Tomlin,” he volunteered absently, nodding his head to the other cat, though his voice was pitched for the room to hear. He quickly turned his attention to the cupcake trays. “I do cat stuff. I’m here if you need me.”
Without bothering to wait for the next speaker, the orange cat batted a paw at one of the white cupcakes, and got a clawful of frosting for his trouble.
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Being approached at all was something of a surprise - usually she was pretty good at remaining small and unseen - and being handed cupcakes by a little boy who looked like he was too young to be involved in any of this was enough to floor the already-quiet senshi into near muteness.
"Um..." Callisto said, trying not to drop the cupcakes she was being handed. Much as she didn't want to rely on a handout, it would be far worse to waste food of any kind. "...Callisto," she added, struggling to say anything - anything at all - to the energetic, clearly bored Oberon.
Horatio looked like a cute enough kitten, but she wasn't who Callisto had hoped to see - that came in the form of a certain orange tomcat who was just now speaking. She'd thought - been nearly convinced, in fact - that the guardian cat wasn't okay. Wasn't doing well. But there he was.
Handing the cupcakes that had been given to her back to Oberon - though she kept hold of one, because it didn't seem right to turn away the gift, even if it was a pity-handout of some kind - Callisto climbed to her feet and stepped forward - just slightly, to try and get a clearer look at the cat.
"...Tomlin?"
Belatedly realizing this may have just drawn more attention to her than she wanted, Callisto quickly recoiled and dropped back into her hiding place. Maybe no-one had noticed? Maybe? Oh who was she kidding, she was sure she felt every eye in the room on her!
There were a couple of things Ganymede had clearly forgotten in her anxious attempt to get the opening discussion out of the way as quickly as possible. The first was that she'd failed to introduce herself, a fact that Valhalla's offered introduction and those subsequently given by her other teammates made quite obvious to her.
The second was that in her attempts to make sure there were more than enough cupcakes for such a sizable group, she'd completely forgotten to bring something more appropriate for the cats.
But then what was appropriate for talking cats??
More than ready to leave her place front and center, Ganymede shuffled over to the cupcake table in an attempt to salvage the situation, taking a few cupcakes off of the tiered tupperware containers to place them at a better level for both Horatio and Tomlin to at least enjoy the frosting whether or not they enjoyed the actual cake (hopefully without making a disaster of the rest of the display), and taking the lid off of the vegetable tray before any attempts by others to do so could lead to a mess.
“What do you guys even eat, anyways?” she mumbled, slightly embarrassed.
Whatever. It wasn't her fault she had so little experience with guardian cats.
To the rest of the group, she said, “Right. I'm Ganymede. Senshi of... Lust. It's awkward. No, my magic doesn't make you feel frisky. Trust me, you're all better off not knowing what it feels like. But my specialties are mouthing off at inappropriate times, causing friction in group settings, continuing to lead a normal enough life while still maintaining a powered presence—always make sure to balance work and play, children, it's very important—and also I guess I know some things about going to space and stuff, and Europa's been around longer than me so for anything prior to Christmas 2010 you're better off going to her about it, but from then until now I think I've got a pretty good grasp on most things. Snow Queen, Elysion, summer camp, I think a majority of us were around when the DMC happened, and the Surrounding. That was a thing, too. Also, if anyone's ever in need of a little training or some healing, I know of a couple of people who are pretty good at one and then the other, so I can put you in touch.
“That's probably enough from me,” she decided, and suddenly clammed up.
It seemed a better idea to her to stand aside and watch everyone else.
Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 4:48 am
Tomlin’s ears swivelled first, little radars, while the rest of his body stilled. Then wide coppery eyes swept over the assembled group, searching for the origin of the voice that called to him. She wasn’t obvious, and that didn’t surprise him, but that was definitely Callisto! How could it be anyone else?
Meeting forgotten, the ginger cat brushed gently past Ganymede and dropped off the edge of the table. His swishing tail fortunately missed the newly rearranged food display. Only the cupcake he’d already mauled tumbled over the edge with him and rolled, frosting side down, leaving a sticky white crescent across the floor in his wake. Didn’t really matter, he’d go back for it later. Now he just had to… be over in that dark corner. Just to check she was okay. Because that was more important than eating.
It wasn’t until he actually got close enough to easily see the young senshi that a seed of worry crossed his mind. Was she hiding from him? It had been a long time, and she’d always been so cautious. He slowed down his approach, settling a whisker’s length away from Callisto’s hand to look up at her.
“It’s good to see you,” he said softly. Such little words for all his feelings. Hopefully the rumbling purr he couldn’t suppress would cover the rest.
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It was nice to see all of the people that were there. Those he knew, those he didn’t know as well as he’d like, but knowing that they were all trying to make a difference in the world, well… it was nice to be on their team.
“I’m glad you’re all here,” Valhalla spoke up from where he remained by one of the windows. It was a big enough room and people had enough space to do their own thing. He kind of liked being able to observe the others, and even smiled softly at Callisto’s call of surprise to the orange cat.
“So, I’m not really sure about what’s on the agenda, but I feel like you should all be warned about some things, if you didn’t already know…” he said, pausing for a moment as he glanced to the senshi around the room, casting a small glance towards Europa and then Callisto in concern, knowing they were both only just now getting back into the whole mess of things.
“There’s a General out there… I didn’t catch his name, but he has bright red hair and almost my height. I don’t… think he’s very stable at the moment, and seems more interested in eating starseeds than anything else,” he told the others, his heart fluttering with the remorse he felt for the young man he’d been unable to help. “I don’t mean to scare anyone, just… please be careful… There are others I’ve met who are just as dangerous, but more inclined to talk… A General named Wolframite… he’s shorter with black hair and an eyepatch… if you can avoid him, please do. He seems okay speaking to knights, but the Blood Moon Court tortured him in the past, so he’s not too friendly with senshi. Another, I don’t remember his name… he has a German accent… on more than one occasion he’s taken civilians hostage and used them as bait…”
Valhalla trailed off at that point, not knowing what else to add and feeling a little guilty that he might be making people upset. He just didn’t want to see anyone getting hurt...
Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 5:05 pm
It hadn’t taken long for the meeting to get started, and what a good way of getting the ball rolling by recapping events that Tsui only heard mentioned but had never been there to experience. The tiger senshi may have reached eternal status and earned her wings, but it was always humbling to hear the account of others who had been there longer than herself. Not that there was time to openly admire Ganymede’s ordeals and tribulations throughout the years, but Tsui respected the senshi for it nonetheless, as well as providing food and taking a stand for the meeting.
Then it was Valhalla’s turn to speak and Tsui regretted not bringing pen and paper to take notes or sketch out the description of the Negaverse generals that the knight mentioned. Surprisingly enough, Tsui couldn’t recall having met a single one of these generals, but then again, it seemed like there was always some new influx of generals that sprouted from the ground periodically. When Valhalla trailed off, Tsui cleared her throat, hoping to catch everyone’s attention so that she could through in her input on the matter as well before someone had the chance to snipe that opportunity for her. Maybe she was interrupting, but it wasn’t without a reason, at least.
“To add to Valhalla’s list, we also have, uh…” Now that she had their attention, she felt as if she made a huge mistake, and what she was about to say wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to bring up. She didn’t want to bring it up, but given Benitoite’s rage and the revelation of the cause of it, she felt that she was obligated to address the matter, even though it was both damaging to her reputation and painful for her. “We also have a Negaverse officer that apparently went full on youma… General Benitoite claims it’s my fault and maybe he’s right, but that’s something else we have to worry about with the Negaverse. I haven’t see this youma yet, but his name’s Bazzite, and he’s apparently living proof that the chaos that fuels the Negaverse agents is nothing but poison and that’s what happens when something goes wrong in the process.”
Maybe there was no youma. Maybe Bazzite had died and Benitoite had lied to her, to tear apart her conscious. She tried not to let her voice waver, not wanting to appear weak in front of them, but at the same time, she didn’t want to appear cold or heartless to what had happened to Bazzite. Maybe she cared too much for her reputation? Maybe she was right to worry. Either way, it didn’t feel too good to bring the topic to light, either, but once it was there, it could not be retracted. “They can turn their own men into monsters, and they have the nerve to think they’re protecting Earth? Pretty messed up, if you ask me…”
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Even Horatio's somewhat sour mood could not be fully dampened when she was around so many. At Ganymede's question about food, she purred, "I like salmon and tuna and...pretty much any fish or meat and cheese and apples and all sorts of stuff!"
Her ears curved this way and that to catch what the other Senshi around her were saying. Pretty soon there was a full fledged conversation going on, and hadn't the Himalayan just said she liked to talk? She began to bound in place in order to gain attention. Yes, red-headed starseed eater was important, and yes the loss of Bazzbite or whoever was sad but she had the most disappointing news and she was going to make it known.
"-I- found some loser crying in the snow, and he said he wanted to be a winner. I got really excited, you know, thinking I was going to help him out and we'd get a nifty new guy. Went out and got a Princess and everything and then he wouldn't purify. Can you believe it? He just--hey, are you crying? Don't cry, Pasiphae!"
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The remaining cake and liner fell from lifeless fingers. Pasiphae had been paying rapt attention to the goings on around her. The quiet reunion of Tomlin and Callisto melted her already gentle heart, and she tried to respect their privacy by turning her head more towards Valhalla and Tsui. A shudder had gone down her spine at the description of a starseed eater - but it was the Tiger Senshi's announcement that prompted her reaction.
The first part of the statement was bad enough. Youma had once been people? The monsters that she had killed, had felt the dust of countless times over had once been human beings? Human beings... that they had failed to save from Chaos clouthes?
Yet it was the name in particular that made hot tears slide down her face. Bazzite? The bright, friendly officer that had shared a burger and fries with her? That cutely misprounced her name as Pasi-face... that she had been certain, with every bit of her heart, would one day see the error of his ways and be saved? He was... he had been funny, and nice, and misguided and now he was...
"Bazzite? No. No, no it can't... he..." Her throat clogged with phlegm and thick frosting; there was no way she could keep herself from sobbing.
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