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It had been a knight power signature that had led the new order senshi to the park, but not one of the knights she thought she would see. This close to home, it was usually Camelot or Shalott Navi ran into on her way back to the house she shared with the both of them and their son. Tonight, however, it wasn't Earth she tasted in this aura, but something else. Something she hadn't encountered in a very long time. Years, by her recollection.

She really wasn't certain it was him until she had wandered close enough to the tree to see up through the branches. Light clothing, red hair, glasses, and the only one she'd met thus far that had more freckles than herself.

There last meeting had ended...oddly. Well, odd at the time. Previous to that evening her outlook on knights had been very narrow minded. After, she had begun to question her role in this war. Looking back, that fateful evening might have been the turning point for her. For that she owed him her thanks.

"Celsus." Knitting fingers behind her back, she rocked back on her heels as she smiled up at him.

She would never tire of seeing that look on the faces of those she had met before her purification. At least those of the white moon. That shocked wonder, always followed by a smile. It made her chuckle, head dipping almost modestly as she brought a hand up up tuck a curl back behind the curve of her ear.

Among the obvious changes were a few, more subtle. The faint line of a scar across one temple, and the harsher stroke running horizontal across the side of her neck. Both compliments Painite, among the plethora of other injuries the general had bestowed upon the petite senshi.

"Do I?" Pink lips parted in a grin, and she twirled on her toe, showing off the paler fuku, the layered skirts, and the pristine feathers of the small wings that arched out from her hips. "How do you mean?" She purred up at him, playfully coy, as she came to a stop once again.

"Are you going to come down from there, or do I have to climb up to join you?" The former would be preferable, but she wasn't against the latter.

It should have been odd, how comfortable their banter felt to her. How much she'd missed it, even when they'd been at odds. Their encounters were few and far between, but it had always seemed as though there was something off about them being enemies. After all, it had Celsus that had started her down a more pacifistic route. She owed him a lot, she felt. More than she knew how to say.

As he played his guessing game she grinned up at him, shaking her head to each and every one, though it was quite possible she did indeed have more freckles, but who could say for certain. Chaonis, maybe.

The knight dropped from his perch, landing gracefully before her, and the girl's smile softened as she looked up at him , hands clasping in front of her chest. "You always were prone to flattery." It had been baffling and incredibly irritating when they'd been enemies. Now it left a faint pinkish hue across freckle kissed cheeks...

The hug caught her off guard, and for just a second she stood stiffly in his arms. Then, little by little she relaxed, turning her head to lay her cheek against his shoulder and bringing her arms up to return the warm embrace. "Thank you." For this, for everything.

She didn't have the heart to tell him she still believed in her former court. That she still adored the royals, still considered them a family. Even if she was now cut off from them. It didn't matter, not really, because she had made her choice to leave the dark court and join the White Moon.

So when he leaned back to look down at her she was all soft smiles, head turning into the warmth of his palm against her cheek. Her own coming up briefly to hold it there before letting him slip away. Relieved, now, that she'd never been able to hurt him, because she would have regretted it if she had. She had enough regrets in her life.

The request brought an amused grin, and her shoulders came up in a very small shrug. "It's a very long story. I would be happy to tell you, but it might be better to find somewhere more comfortable." And a little less out in the open. Being on her own still made her jumpy, and rightly so.

"Would you mind if we found somewhere a little less out in the open?" With a knight, she probably didn't have a lot to worry about, but Painite had snatched her right out of Chaonis' arms in the past, literally. She'd rather avoid the possibility, honestly.

The thought hadn't occurred to her, and why would it? She hadn't been a member of this court long enough to realize that was now an option available to her. Sure, she and Nathan had dropped their glamour almost immediately(not that she'd had much of a choice in the matter, unconscious as she'd been), and are knew Tony and Kyndel now, but she lived with them.

This was different. "Yes, we can do that," and there was a soft wonder to her voice, something a little giddy. "That would work nicely." It would also solve the problem of Painite finding her.

So she stepped back from him, hands trailing down his arms before falling away, and let her magic fold away. Where Navi had stood there was a well dressed, petite woman in an a pair of dark jeans tucked into tasteful boots, and a stylish sweater.

"I've had many names." Ellie smiled. "And many lives, but now and forever I'm Ellie Moore." A small hand extended in greeting.

She remembered him, or thought she did, from the Surrounding. From their time stuck there, before the battle. She hadn't spoken to him, that much she remembered, but she had seen him. It had her tilting her head as she looked at him, lips twisted up to one side as she tried to pinpoint when and where, and couldn't quite manage it. It had been a while ago, and it had proceeded an awful situation that had been incredibly life altering.

"It's good to meet you, Fritz." It was odd, standing here, with him, like this, but not in a bad way. Just different. Walking unmasked among the soldiers of order was something she'd never expected to want to do, much less be able to do.

Honestly, there were still some mornings she woke with a start, afraid it'd all been a dream, until she could lay a hand on Nathan's sleeping form and curl back up against him.

Drawing her hand from his, she made a sweeping gesture towards the center of the park. "Shall we?"

It certainly was a change, Navi agreed with that. So very different than any other encounter they'd ever had had taken place.The arm around her shoulder was unexpected, but not unwelcome.

It was hard to say if how much her opinion of all the Chronos knights had changed, or her thoughts on the Zodiacs. It was still puzzling to try to place the various names and faces of those that had wronged her in the past on her list of allies, as opposed to enemies. Time would tell where she would find her place in all this, but until then, there were those she had come to care about, to trust, even when they'd been on the opposite side of things. Even if they had once been bitter enemies.

She wasn't exactly sure when Frtiz had made that list for her. It had been a long time since th last time she'd seen him, and at the time she'd been trying to kill him. But something had changed that evening. Something unexplained. A catalyst that had set an avalanche in motion.

They started walking, and after a moment Ellie shifted her arm to lay loosely around the tall man's side.

"It's all very complicated,' she began, sort of chewing on the words as she said them, thoughtful. "And somehow terribly simple as well." A multitude of reasons, stacked one after another, until it had all just become too much for the girl. "There's so much too it, but it all begins, and ends, with Chaonis."

Fritz escorted her to a bench, gesturing gentlemanly to invite her to take a seat, which she did. Smiling up at him before patting the spot beside her invitingly.

"Chaonis, eternal senshi of danger," Ellie expanded, a soft little smile playing along her lips. "I met him one night not long after we all returned from the Surrounding. He was playing piano in an old music classroom, a song from a musical I've always loved. I didn't want to interrupt him, though I was sure he could feel me there listening to him. So I join him, playing an accompaniment on the cello." It had happened years ago, but she still remembered it like it was yesterday.

"We should have attacked each other, but we didn't. I don't know why. It was very odd. That encounter ended with a kiss. As most did from that knight on." She'd pulled her gaze away from him somewhere in the middle, looking down at her lap as she smoothed her hands over her skirt, smoothing it over the top of her thighs.

"It was exciting, and forbidden, and dangerous. We tried to stop ourselves, tried to see each other as enemies, but I could never see him that way." There was a distinct warmth to her voice.

Her shoulders came up in a very small shrug. "We fell in love, and after a time, my feelings about the war began to change. I don't think it was his influence alone. I know you had a hand in it. There were others as well, but eventually I stopped being angry. I didn't want to fight anymore. I just wanted to be with him. "

She glanced up at him again, now, brows arching curiously as she asked, "do you know Camelot?" In passing or reputation, at least, she assumed.