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There were many reasons to be out and about, not the least of which was trying to find information- whether of the whereabouts of still missing senshi like Amphitrite, finding new faces, or networking further to try to expand the general knowledge base with answers and leads on questions that still plagued the Primer and Order in general. So far, Thraen hadn't had a great deal of luck on any account.

He slowed, coming to the Eastern Metro Park, to walk across the expanse of it. There were trees, lanes, and grass expanses in alternation and plenty, but it didn't lend to the rapid sprint and leaps of rooftop traverse. Then he felt it- an aura dim as one of the shadow creatures from years previous but not lacking in quality as they did. It was plainly clean and pure, an aura of Order. Reminiscent of Ash, or Faust, or Snowball in size and strength. A Mauvian is near. Very near.

He came to a full and standing halt, looking around in time to be startled as a set of crows flushed out of the nearby tree and a furry pursuer shot out after them. It was the Mauvian he'd expected, but one he'd never seen before.

The first step in introductions was generally not to loom so much, a problem of his uniform and general height. Thraen offered the small spacecat a renaissance bow, "I'm Thraen, Senshi of Gardens. I don't believe we've met before, Mauvian-?"

He left the space for the other's introduction if they chose to give it, switching himself from a bow posture down into a baseball-crouch. Hopefully that was non-threatening. I don't feel any other aura's about, so we both should be safe. Hunting for...pleasure? food? Plenty of the Mauvian's seem to be stuck as a life of strays if they don't make a point of staying with one senshi. I wonder if something can be done for that. Maybe...some place other than the headquarters, with beds and food. A place to relax and with some build of neutrality.


I wonder if I can pet this one...they look very soft.

Guardian of Small Lady? There wasn't much to garner from that other than the Mauvian was bonded to a senshi and that was her usual name for the other. Much like how Faust referred to him as 'Blondie'. Diana's charge was the luckier for nicknames. The purr started, and her pleasant words seemed pleasant enough that he hazarded to set a hand lightly to her ruff and stroke back along to her tail in a long, firm, massaging pet. "I don't think I've met anyone going by 'small lady', but I haven't generally met many bonded pairs. "

Which speaks fortuitously of this happenstance. Maybe they have been away, like Odysseus? Or a Pair early and eager found to each other? Or even abroad..though her English sounds native enough. I've at least seen a large share of scouts and knights thanks to the large battles and Watch. "Are you new to Destiny City? Or awakening? Or recently returned? I've been in this about two years, but I've met some senshi who've been many years longer. Just the same, I've watched an alleycat suddenly start talking and manifest as a Mauvian. "

He let the matter of the crows politely drop at her dismissal. Plenty about the Mauvians was still perfectly, delightfully, catlike, but they seemed to prefer to keep it out of the drawing room. It made for the best pictures, though, when one had cellphone to hand.

Gone. And not to come back. Is that a euphemism for dying? No telling, but it doesn't seem like there would be a use for that. Other than not admitting it to avoid internal pain, I suppose. Trouble facing truths, even just in terminology is usual. But that doesn't make certainty either. And the name still not used. Another strange persistence, in the face of a leading question. She ceases purring on talk of it. It is attached to pain, though not enough to cause pain-purring. or not enough yet. Was the separation recent? 'Alone until recently'- time is a spectrum differently measured person to person. Carefully, Thraen wrapped hands under the kitten's belly and back legs to lift her securely to shoulder. It wasn't a quick motion to pick her up, nor a strangle hold, so she could escape if she didn't want the closer proximity and comfort of contact.

"I have not met Sailor Pistol or a Mauvian named Poseidon. Our circles have been different, and gladly have crossed, then. Will you be staying with Pistol a while?"

"Have you been by the HQ? I've gotten the impression a few of the other Mauvians are regularly there. Mostly Ash, a little silver tabby Mauvian. She's very much a technophile." And Faust very much not. Horatio it was hard to tell. As with *********. So what are the likes and dislikes of Diana?

"I've heard the Mauvian Headquarters is under Destiny City Tower. I've never been to it, so I couldn't tell you where the door or entryway is, or if there's some trick of getting in and finding it. " The battings at the ferns, flowers and other pieces of foliage didn't trouble the eternal. In fact, he watched with a quiet delight that showed in the slight crinkly of his lower eyelids. Really, he wanted to pull out his senshi phone and snap a few pictures of this new, furry find for his growing collection of mauvian captures. It would be awkward for a first meeting, so he refrained.

The caught-claw paw was gently administered help, on hand pushing down on the materials under it and the other carefully taking hold and moving the paw in an up-over motion to disengage it. His usual furry companion used him as a clawing post often enough, the innocent playings of the kitten were a non-issue. "And Mauvian Faust lives with me. Maybe You, Pistol, Faust and I could meet up sometime? Compare notes or go on a patrol? Faust is very active, and gets bored of a lot of talk. "

"Do mauvians age differently than humans?" He'd never much considered the differences or similarities, or the relation of the ir physiology to actual cats. As a biped, the few he seemed appeared adult. Did kitten Mauvians appear as children? Or would they still seem adults? Do they only live as long a cats? 15 years unless they're a siamese and make it to 20? Or are they more ageless seeming? Things with Zia at the mirror seemed to point that she would be a lot older than 20, given her own body in her own world.

Having 'broken the seal' on touching the newly discovered furry star-friend, Thraen could not resist subsequently maneuvering to further interaction via petting gently along her bright ruff and back after the light pawings. "Since Pistol and I don't have each other scanned for easy contact, I can stop by here every night and check for you both. Whenever she's ready, and yourself, come here for ...11pm on whatever day. I might not be her exactly then, but a ten minute grace on either side should suffice. If I don't show up two days in a row then something may have happened. Once we do meet, we can scan each other and then sending messages will be a lot easier.

Unless you have your own magic cell? ********* keeps one under her hat, but other mauvian's I've met haven't had a phone of their own, even if they provide them to senshi. Or if Pistol knows any knights, they can send word to anyone somehow. "

Uncertain as the explanation was in depth, it was a comfort that maybe age would not take any of the furry friends as early as it did regular cats in the spans of difference between human and feline longevity. Maybe it will be the other way around, and Faust, Ash, and the others will outlive all of us. IF we don't die in combat first. But this little one can be a biped already...Ash was just able to in recent months. What determines it? Will Faust soon?

"That isn't very large, " He considered the height she indicated. "Are you a 'kitten'? Do Mauvian's use feline terms? Or some other terms? "