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And right behind those monsters was a now-squire Slievenamon, memo pad in hand and pen furiously scribbling notes on not just the youma, but its target as well. She had discovered the creatures' penchant to stalk their prey before the initial attack—be it either through some sort of sadistic or predatory side, she was unsure. However, that did not stop the squire from stalking them as they stalked their victim and, from her vantage point from up on a rooftop, it appeared these monsters were going to be honing in on their target soon.

Slievenamon sighed and silently dropped to the street, a hand curved about her now lengthened shell flute. I may have to intervene soon, she thought, heels gently clicking against the ground. It looks like they're getting close...

Daekie

i'm sorry i'm such a piece of s**t and this took so longggg...!

Hey, hey, hey - there were people talking in the distance. She could hear them (barely) - but obviously they weren't going to help. Amaris couldn't blame them for that! Destiny City was an obnoxiously dangerous place for...well, just about everyone. Except the #terrorists, who odds were weren't actually terrorists and were just some other splinter group. They probably had it made, Amaris figured. Nothing like being a potentially-dangerous minifaction.

(That was sarcasm, mostly.)

She could hear -- were those hooves? -- behind her. Whatever it was (and there was no way it was a stray horse, not in this city), it probably wanted to eat her: so Amaris started running, heading down a side alley. Maybe it wouldn't be able to corner in here.

Youma were not that dangerous on their own. But the moment you pulled a civilian into it, things got complicated. Not to mention difficult.
"Well you have your answer." Castor told the page, looking in the direction of the woman, following the page in her pursuit.

The hooves grew louder and Castor wasn't sure if he should directly intervene. The page might be able to handle it herself but-
"Hope you have some good skills." He told her before they reached the woman who was being followed.
By them
And a monster.
"As for you miss, don't worry, we'll take care of this. Just don't freak out."

Because that helped.
Never.

Well, well, well, it seemed knighthood came at the most spontaneous (and opportune) moments. Slievenamon's eyebrows rose in surprise when the purported victim now became the hero. Well, one of the heroes, in any case.

The squire regarded Castor with some hesitance as she flicked eyes between the sovereign and the newly awakened page. "I... I can try?" she began, but then shifted her attention back to Amaris. "Orrr... I could catch our new page up to speed on their duties as a knight. I mean, I'm sure you can dust that youma quite easily, your royal highness."

Daekie

iStoleYurVamps

Anakeion knew that face that Castor was giving her -- and that was the face of 'oh, s**t, not you, I'm not ready'. ...or something vaguely similar to that, anyways. Considering everything she was seeing now -- she wasn't a fool. This was way beyond her testing level, college compared to middle school --

And a man in a metal skirt, with wings, throwing a magical discus and making a monster horse dissolve into dust.

She knew her magical girl tropes when she saw them.

The newfound Page raised one eyebrow at Slievenamon, with a well-practiced arch. "I'd kinda appreciate a primer, yeah. It's been a few years since I watched Madoka, but I don't see any cute animals, sooooo I'm assuming this is the 'we're not all victims of entropy' sort of magic secret life?"

A look over to Castor.
"I've lived in this city my entire life, dude. I kind of expected something like this at this point."

Slievenamon's mouth creased into a smile at Castor's words, a pang of jealousy rippling through her breast. While there was something terrific in and of itself to stand before an newly awakened page, part of her yearned for the same reassurances from her majesty, Neptune. Heck, it was something she could only wish for, as the sovereign of her planet seemed like a lost idea to the seas.

"It... is a lot to take in, yes, but I am willing to be of any use to you. Questions included," the squire said. "My name's Slievenamon, a squire of Neptune. As his highness has regarded, you are a page under his power. Before you continue, you should be aware of two things: Your name and your weapon. Something unique to you." She held up her shell flute to emphasize this. "That object will be your primary means of powering up. It'd take some time to acquaint yourself with it, but it is of utmost importance you do. It is one of the only thing you will rely on for protection against, well, like the monster before."

"Secondly, um, you'll be able to visit your wonder. The same place by the name you go by. I can't go into much details as to you can expect, I'm sure Castor can do that, but you'll feel a tug in due time. I would suggest going at your earliest convenience, as there are some questions that can only be answered there. You will also come across your signet ring." She slipped hers off and flashed it at the page. "This is what you can use to get into contact with other knights, myself included."

Taking a breath, she finalize with, "Sorry to unload on you like that. It really is a lot to take in, but I figured in one fell swoop would be easiest. So, any questions?"

((i am sorry this took so effing long ughHH. i'll beat myself about it later lol))

iStoleYurVamps

Daekie

Castor laughed, wings ruffling and trying his best to pull himself under control. It was a lot for him in just seeing another knight. It hurt but in a good way yet-
She'd never see what could have been in this life. They'd all fade and die before things could ever go back to their past lives. The only thing they could do was move forward.

"Hammerspace is a good word for it. If you are Anakeion." He reached out to grasp her hand, a faint kiss to the back of her knuckles before he let go.
"It is my honor to have you once more among the ranks of knights that heed Castor's call." Eye twinkled in delight and he gave a small shrug to her question of how to fight. In the past it was their weapon and magic. A spear and shield if need be. But the time of barracks and training camps was over. Modern eras had no use for outdated weaponry.

"Fighting won't be easy starting out. A tiny fraction will be instinctual but that will relate to your magic. If you want to learn actual fighting, you will need real training. And I do mean more than schoolyard scraps. Sign up for self defense courses and ask to spar with your fellow knights and senshi. Ask them to fight with magic and without. I'd offer to fight you myself but-" He coughed.

"I'm not adverse, but I'm not merciful. I demand a lot." Looking to Slievenamon he smiled before returning his gaze to Anakeion. "I'm who you ask to fight with if you want a challenge. That said, Sliev will probably be your best point of contact for the knights. I'll put word out for you among my allies that they're to keep an eye out for you. As a word of suggestion-" He paused.

"Be clear in where you stand. I as Castor the prince, am not wholly liked due to my stance against chaos. Castor as the world might share that stance, but you are only sworn to defend her, not her views. I will only ask that you do nothing to bring shame to us. We are both one, but we are also many if you understand my meaning. My final advice is to if you are in crisis, seek those of Polaris's court or Chronos. While my relationship with both royals might be strained, they are steadfast in their causes, and would aid you if asked. I cannot speak of the other royals and their courts unfortunately."

He clicked his fingers.
"Oh, and while on the subject, avoid fighting with dark mirror senshi without cause. If you catch them stealing energy, by all means confront them and kill them. But do not seek them out. Senshi are a dying race, and I'd like to avoid aiding the negaverse in a possible genocide."