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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 8:34 pm
Constantinople felt horrible. She knew she should be at home resting, but she felt the uncontrollable need to power up and patrol the streets, maybe even with the hopes of running into that kind hearted Negaverse Captain she had crossed paths with on more than one occasion by this point. The same one sho had helped her out when he didn’t have to, and went out of his way to make sure she was okay. The same one who said that he was like her; a Chronos knight. Maybe it was only in another lifetime, or whatever he’d meant by being Chronos, but it still had to mean something, right?
She groaned pathetically as she sneezed again, using the long sleeves of her dress to wipe at her face and try to keep warm. Maybe this really was a bad idea. She had been out for a while and hadn’t even come across a youma to scare off (or try to scare off). She was just about to start heading back when she felt what she had been hoping to feel; the aura of a Negaverse Captain.
The cold she was developing suddenly felt as though it never as, Connie perking up at the feel of the aura that came to life nearby. She knew she should be cautious, because what were the odds that she would run into Aluminite again? And after such a short amount of time?
“Hello? Aluminite?” she called out anyway when she felt the aura getting closer, she herself heading that direction to lessen the distance, unable to stop herself from being overly hopeful.
But she’d guessed wrong. As she turned the corner and finally caught sight of the Captain in question, it was very obviously not Aluminite. Instead it was an attractive young woman looking as though she was not having the best night.
“O-oh! I’m so sorry,” Connie practically squeaked as she stepped back, realizing she’d probably walked into something she was going to regret. “I thought you were someone else,” she quickly tried to explain, showing the woman a friendly, albeit extremely nervous smile, and lifted her hands to show she was unarmed.
“I love your hair!” she added with a nervous laugh and made a vague gesture to her own hair with the streak of pink and orange, trying to convince herself that the sinking feeling in her stomach was just because she was being wary and that this woman would hopefully be like Aluminite and not want to hurt her. xSkye Starrfyre Let me know if you'd like me to change anything!!
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 11:10 pm
After a week spent fighting her way through the streets of Destiny City after reporting James Cheney as a missing person Captain Tourmaline had finally started to settle down. It still felt as though a part of her was missing and while she was looking to fill that empty space with training and information there was only so much that she could do at once. Hello? Aluminite? So lost in her own thoughts was she that she heard the voice before she felt the aura. Tourmaline cursed, turning on her heels just in time to find herself face to face with another young woman seemed to be quickly regretting her her decisions so far that night. Funny, that she would say his name when she had been trying so hard to forget it. "I'm afraid you won't find Aluminite here, only Tourmaline. Captain Tourmaline." Her eyes drifted slowly over the other young woman, the slightest trace of a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she paid compliment to their similar taste in bright hair dye. "Aluminite was a companion of mine... How is it that you know that name? Why were you looking for him?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 7:18 pm
“Yes, of course! Yes ma’am! I-it’s nice to meet you, Captain Tourmaline! I’m Connie. Well, Constantinople, but that’s kind of a mouthful, don’t you think?” she rambled, ending with an awkward sounding laugh, her hands held up in front of her trembling slightly if only because she had no idea what to expect from this meeting. She knew Aluminite told her to be careful and that he was different than the others, but maybe… maybe there were others like him! There had to be, right?
Especially since this woman just told her that Aluminite was a companion of hers! So that’s good right? If he was -
Was...?
Mint green eyes widened at the woman’s choice of words, and she could feel the color drain from her face, her heart seeming to stop for a moment.
“‘Was?’” she repeated, feeling a wave of panic wash over her. “Is… is he okay? D-did something happen to him?? He - he is my friend. I was… I was hoping to see him - please, is he okay??” she practically begged, the corners of her eyes stinging with the emotion that choked up her voice, taking a step closer and completely forgetting that she needed to be on guard.
If something happened to him…
“Please tell me he’s okay… please...”
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2017 7:38 pm
"No, I'm afraid he's not okay-- A friend of yours, though, you say?" Her head tilted to the side out of curiosity, eyes narrowing ever so slightly as her mind jumped around to different scenarios. Had she been the one to convince him to leave everything he knew behind? No, if she was then she would know what had happened to him... Unless she was lying too? They're all lying. Tourmaline swallowed, doing her best to maintain her composure even as it became clear by the way her lips had pressed together that putting words together was difficult. "Captain Aluminite is gone. He---" She paused, choosing her words carefully before continuing. "A squire was responsible... I-- I'm afraid he won't be coming back." The tears glistening in the corners of her own eyes were real, her words as much of the truth as she was willing to share with someone that he had called friend on the other side. "Tell me... Tell me how you knew him. Please? I need to know..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2017 7:54 pm
Connie felt her hands lifting to her mouth as she shook her head at the woman, clearly able to see how the Captain was having difficulty holding her composure as well.
Captain Aluminite is gone.
Gone?? A squire was responsible for it? He… he was… he was dead?
“No… no no no,” Connie repeated her hands muffling her voice, fingernails pressing into her face as her eyes stared wide and wet at the other woman. “No… he can’t…”
But the woman seemed so sincere. Connie believed her when she said Aluminite was gone. That he wasn’t coming back. Connie felt as though her heart was breaking. He’d been so kind to her, helped her, showed her that there were still good people out there.
“I… he saved me…” she sobbed quietly as she felt the tears spill from her eyes, her entire body trembling with emotion she didn’t realize she could feel. It was true that she barely even knew him, they’d only crossed paths a couple times, but it had been important to her. Aluminite had been important to her.
“He helped me when I was hurt. And again when I was trapped by a youma. He took me to the top of the tallest building in the city… I… I’m so, so sorry,” she whispered tearfully, lifting her eyes to the woman. She sounded like she knew Aluminite very well if she was as distraught as Connie felt.
“I’m so sorry, he is… was… important to you, too? Who…? The squire? Who was it? Did you see... see what happened?” she asked, wanting to know. She didn’t know what she’d do with the information, but…
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2017 8:45 pm
Tourmaline could see what Aluminite would have seen in this young woman-- She was sweet, innocent, kind. He had saved her. She had needed someone to protect her. The page standing before her right now was everything that she herself was not and Aluminite had... He... He took me to the top of the tallest building in the city... The Captain had been listening to everything that she said, trying to sift through the tears and the ache to find something that might give her someone to shift blame onto. When those words fell from the page's mouth her entire frame tensed, green eyes that had only moments ago been lost and tired now filled with jealousy and rage. Tourmaline lashed out, shoving the other woman roughly up against the brick wall of a nearby building. "He was my boyfriend. He was my partner! We were supposed to look out for each other and instead he decided that people like you were more important and he betrayed me!" Her grip tightened on Constantinople's shoulders, the clawed tips of her gloves pressing firmly against fabric. "He took you to the top of the tallest building in the city, did he? Do you know that's what my General did for me the night I was enlightened? Maybe he only took you there to try and lure you in and make you feel safe. He was good at that."
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2017 9:31 pm
Whatever Connie had expected from the other woman, it certainly wasn’t this. One moment she was trying to scrub her eyes free of the tears that had spilled over onto her cheeks, and the next she was being shoved roughly up against the brick wall of the building behind her.
The wind was knocked right out of her, and Connie let out a surprised gasp, dazed and in pain from the force at which she was shoved, feeling dizzy from her head hitting the solid surface. Not only that, but the woman was also digging her fingers into her shoulders. They were sharp, and Connie winced and cried out in pain as she tried to shrink away from the obviously angry woman.
Aluminite was her boyfriend?? Her partner? And her General had taken her to the tallest building as well?
“He’s not like that!” Connie found herself saying even as she could feel herself trembling under the Captain’s grip, tears still clouding her vision. “He did make me feel safe because he made sure I was safe. He’s kind and understanding… and…”
And he was gone.
He was gone and her heart wasn’t the only one that had been broken.
“I’m sorry…” Connie heard herself whispering, her voice breaking on the words as she lifted her hands to place over Captain Tourmaline’s hands, not to try and pull them off, but to gently squeeze them in a show of comfort. “I’m so… so sorry… I know you must have cared deeply for him… I miss him, too…” she said quietly as she looked up at the Captain.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 3:04 pm
"So you knew him well enough to be absolutely certain he wasn't like that?" As she shook the young woman that was trying to hold on and comfort her, slamming her against the wall again. "One of your people took him away from me and you miss him?" If she'd had fangs they would be bared, but as it was she could only snap, shoving the page once more before backing away from her to stalk in a slow, angry circle. "We aren't friends, Connie. You don't make friends with the enemy unless they're useful to you-- Unless they serve a purpose." It was nothing like the time that she had been spending with the Senshi of Lemons. He knew who he belonged to and playing nice with him was about partnering with a potential new recruit, not making friends on the other side who intended to stay there. "Was it you? Are you the reason why he purified? How long did it take to turn him?" She was yelling now, making enough of a scene that if it weren't for the hour and the mostly secluded location someone would have rushed to see what on earth was going on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 3:45 pm
It was true that she hadn’t known him as well as she’d hoped, but she knew that he had every opportunity to kill her and he didn’t. Every opportunity to use her to his advantage, and yet he was the one who opened up to her about how he felt, about the things that were bothering him.
Connie opened her mouth to respond, to say with absolute certainty that Aluminite hadn’t been the kind of person to use someone else. Even if she was naive and stupid, she believed it with all her heart. Even if she was wrong, she believed it.
But the words didn’t come out. Instead, the breath was knocked from her lungs again as Tourmaline shoved her once more against the wall. And then again, before finally backing away. Connie gasped for air, coughing and wheezing and lifting a hand to the back of her head to make sure she hadn’t been hit so hard that she was bleeding. So far she’d just been dazed and left dizzy and winded. She was lucky so far, especially with how angry this woman was.
And then Tourmaline said something Connie definitely hadn’t been expecting.
“P-purified?” she sputtered, staring at the woman with wide eyes, as though everything in the world both didn’t make sense and made complete sense all at the same time. “But you… you said he was…”
She said he was gone, Connie reminded herself, not that he was dead.
“He’s alive??” she asked, pushing herself up to her feet, her eyes narrowing in concern even though she knew she was well out of her league. “Where is he? Is he hurt?” If this woman did anything to Aluminite… She didn’t want to respond to her questions, but finally shook her head. “If he purified then that means he must have figured out the truth that the Negaverse was hiding from him. It had nothing to do with me.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 9:49 pm
"Alive? Alive?" Tourmaline laughed and the sound came out bitter and broken. "No, Aluminite isn't alive in anything but the mind of others now. Aluminite is gone." That distinction was still there in her words-- The man that he had become was still out there somewhere, the squire still alive and breathing-- But the man she had loved? "I don't know where he is." She spat the words out with as much venom as she could muster, whirling around to close in on the page again. Her face was red from the tears that had fallen, caught in the bitter cold of the seemingly endless night. Her fingers were trembling as her hand came up to snatch the front of Constantinople's tunic, grabbing the fabric firmly to draw her even closer. It would be so easy to destroy the young woman who had quivered and cried along with her. She could beat her and leave her broken for others to find; she could make it a message to Aluminite. No, not Aluminite... To the nameless squire then. She couldn't. Tourmaline couldn't bring herself to do any of the terrible things that she should do because, deep down, a part of her was still the woman that Aluminite, that James, had believed her to be. When her words came again they were soft, likely to be missed if Connie wasn't listening. "His hair is still the same, as is his face. Everything that I remember is the same, but different. All of the black is gone, but the green remains-- Green and gold and warmth. There's a symbol. If I close my eyes I can see it, but not enough to remember what it is past the tears and the aching." Her grip loosened on the fabric she held so tightly and this time, rather than shove the page again, she simply stepped away. Tourmaline brought a hand up to wipe at her face, turning her back to the page as she began to walk away. "If you find him, Constantinople-- Connie. Tell him that I'm sorry for everything I've done... And for everything I will do if I see him again."
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