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 Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 6:56 pm
After meeting that senshi of imagination, Whisler was in prime form to…well. Imagine all sorts of things. Life was just…perfect now, it seemed. Sure, after purifying, things had been rocky, but even though he couldn’t fathom his reasons for why he purified…he knew in his heart it had been the right choice. Order was just…liberating. Besides, all of those nasty people filled with chaos…they were just. Nasty.
Besides. They all were his enemy…and to be perfectly honest, he knew he was on their hit list. Or at least he would be when they all fully realized that he was…where he was and who he was now. Benitoite would at least start to spread the news that he had gone to…well. From the Dark Side. He had gone to the light, and well. The light had really wiped away his darkness…even memories of it. But.
That was no matter. He had goals now. And he had the ability to carry out those goals. He was going to do his best to make the darkness a little less in the world.
Speaking of darkness, he felt the aura of someone in chaos. Maybe after a nice night of flirting, it was time for a bit of a fight. Slowly and carefully, the Squire made his way towards whoever it was, holding tight to his chain, fully intent on just going all out. For Pisces. He would do whatever it took tonight, in the name of that sweet…and pretty girl.
Whisler jumped out then, battle cry a blazing, but totally paused when he saw that his ‘opponant’ was a girl. A very, very pretty girl.
A girl that totally made his heart do a strange, abnormal flip flop.
Suddenly his battle cry turned to more of a coughing hiccup. Welp. Smooth move. So smooth.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 7:26 pm
She'd been minding her own business, really. After a long rout of not changing into a magical girl questing for energy, Aurora figured that it would take some time to get accumulated into the swing of things again. The mirror wraiths, were, uhm, feeling better(?) and all, and that was... good. Hiding into alleyways preying on the drunk also made things easier. No Order auras made it even better. Not tonight~ Please not tonight. Ye gods, make everything run smoothly so she can get home and nap.
But then came the shouting. Was that a battle cry? The blond had been ready to slice her in half with his chain, or choke her, or whatever he could do with that magical weapon of his. But something.. She held her own fists up, ready to defend herself, but just raised an eyebrow when he..
.. hiccupped?
"Uhm, hi there." Something caught in her throat and she took a step back, unsure. "... Mariposite?"
It couldn't be him, could it?
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 7:52 pm
Whisler paused, staring at the girl for a long moment. Well. Crap. Why was it that all of these chaos people knew him so quickly…and why couldn’t he just know who they were so he wasn’t stuck there staring at them like some fish out of water, gums flapping in the breeze and all that.
Maybe if he played dumb, the girl wouldn’t…wouldn’t go into the fact he had been part of the Negaverse. Because, that wasn’t something he wanted to think about. And honestly, it wasn’t something he wanted everyone to know either.
Because he didn’t really know himself what it had been like, so that…really wasn’t fair.
“Uh.” He coughed again, trying to clear whatever had lodged in his throat. “I’m Whisler…Squire of Polaris…I’m not…not Mariposite, sorry.”
Not anymore, anyway.
He gave a little smile. “I’m sorry I almost attacked you, I thought you were going to be someone…I don’t know. More evil looking. I apologize. May I have your name?”
She looked just like a princess, she really did. Something inside of the Squire was trying to tell him to just grab her and hug her tightly…but why on earth would anything be telling him to do that? She was on the other side of this war. And besides, he didn’t even know her. Not even a little bit.
At least...Whisler didn't know her.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 2:33 pm
Not Mariposite? She dwelled on those two little words as he continued rambling, unsure how to register all that. She.. had heard Jett right, hadn't she? That Mariposite's shiny new and sparkly White Moon name was now Whisler and that he had no idea who he was anymore?
Aurora fidgeted a bit as she put those blocks of puzzle together in her mind. Not that she.. really wanted to see him now, anyway. It was too soon. I mean, she still hadn't figured out if she was incredibly pissed off at him or just didn't want to see him anymore.
".. I'm not evil. Not by a longshot." She tilted her head, regarding him. "My name is Sailor Aurora, senshi of romance. And you.. you..." Hoo boy, the steam came to her face now. Unsure still if she was angry or flabbergasted, or both, she pointed her well-hidden finger at him. "And you better be glad you don't remember anything, Whi-Maripo-sler! I am so mad that I could just slap you in the face and kiss you!"
Aurora took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. Calm down now, girl. "But I won't, because I'm an adult now."
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 3:44 pm
Whisler blinked and shrugged slightly. “I do apologize…Aurora.” Damn. She even had the name of a princess, a little sleeping beauty herself. “Romance, huh? Well…I uh. I don’t mean to brag…but I think I’m pretty good with romance myself, if I do say so…” He swallowed and gave a slight laugh.
He wasn’t quite sure what to make of the remark about her slapping him in the face and kissing him…but…maybe he deserved it.
“You’re an adult now…but…” He swallowed, holding out a hand. “I wouldn’t mind the kissing. Maybe not the slapping, but, my princess, I would not mind the kissing. Not with you.”
Because, he had feelings. Feelings he really did not understand at this point in time. But hey. Feelings were feelings.
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