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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 2:27 pm
The night was just starting to fall and she'd managed to have a night free of homework, which was amazing! She forewarned her parents she was going to hang out with friends that evening so that when the sun finally faded and the stars were shining bright, she was off like a racehorse fresh out of the start to "watch movies with the girls", where they would enjoy chick flicks (or scary movies, depending on who was picking) and popcorn!
Yeah. Her excuses were gonna have to improve at some point. But mom still fell for them and that was good enough for Harley.
"Seiryuu Power, Make Up!"
Feeling energized and determined to have a fun night of patrolling and maybe training, Seiryuu raced along the streets, mostly careful to not be seen.
When she finally took a moment to slow down and stop, she felt something. It was a new feeling and it made the Senshi frown. There wasn't a bad feeling associated with it (or at least the 'bad feeling' she was learning to associate with youma). But it didn't feel like Byakko, Genbu, or Suzaku either.
Curiosity getting the best of her - as usual - Seiryuu started in the direction of the energy signature she felt. It was fairly close by, but she didn't mind exploring new areas! And whatever it was, she'd totally have to tell the girls about it later.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:51 pm
Anakeion was, in all honesty, hardly the most dutiful knight ever. So maybe she'd promised Mjolnir she'd train, but hey -- she was a free woman, and technically these were free heels, right? She could always use the practice for walking in heels. And running in heels. And climbing buildings in heels -- okay, maybe that one was less of a typical desire, but it seemed reasonable enough if she put it in perspective.
(The perspective was from the rooftops, when she wanted to go up there, which wasn't tonight. Tonight Anakeion Page was relaxing on a bus stop bench, a hoodie thrown on over her uniform so she wouldn't freeze to death, a three dollar Taco Bell burrito in her hands. It was warm, and if anyone wanted to ******** with her while she was eating a burrito, they would face her hands.
And her heels. She wasn't fully sure about it, but it sounded good in concept.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2017 10:11 am
Perhaps a much more trained senshi would have approached with caution, meeting someone new and not knowing if they be good or evil. But Seiryuu wasn't such a senshi. Nor was she the type to sit back and think first (on most occasions). So, as she spotted the individual that she was pretty sure the strange feeling was coming from, Seiryuu waltzed right up.
And sucked in a breath. Because, "Oh my god, is that Taco Bell?!" Maybe she should have snacked on some popcorn before running around.
Seiryuu stared at the wrapper, then looked at the individual.
"You're... not like me, are you?" It was hard to tell with the hoodie on, but the glimpses she could get looked similar and yet.... if this person had been a youma in disguise she'd probably be on her a** by now.
Self preservation, not one of her strong points.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2017 4:50 pm
"What else would it be, Chipotle," Anakeion commented, taking an inelegant chomp out of her burrito as she sized Seiryuu up - her opinion was hard to tell, but then again, she hadn't met a lot of Senshi. Not newbie Senshi, at least. Spacewatch didn't count - not only had the girl been mid-leveled, she clearly had PTSD, and that pretty much by default meant a lack of...newness. Or something.
She took another bite out of her burrito.
"Anakeion Page of Castor, atcha service, Sailor." She fumbled for a second, fitting the burrito inbetween her knees while she pulled the zipper down on her jacket, revealing the patterned breastplate. "This help any? It's too freakin' cold to run around in a metal bra right now, but here's my allegiance, for good or for ill."
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2017 9:18 pm
A snort of laughter escaped the Senshi. "Oh gosh, I hope not! A feast at Taco Bell beats Chipotle any day!" She didn't feel like this new person was a threat. And the energy signature...thingy or whatever, felt good. She was still learning about this, but that was the best way to describe it.
"Page of Castor?" Seiryuu just looked blankly at Anakeion. And then stared at the breastplate. "Daaamn. Is that real metal and everything?" Okay, her sailor outfit was officially not so bad any more. "And what the heck's a Page?"
Finally realizing she was just staring at the other girls breasts (breastplate... breasts... close enough in her book), Seiryuu cleared her throat and grinned.
"Sailor Seiryuu. Pleasure to meet ya! And... sorry for all the questions." She added a bit sheepishly. "I'm still new to all this stuff." Which was painfully obvious, sh was sure.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2017 10:46 am
"Okay," Anakeion coughed, clearing her throat (and then coughed a few more times, because she had rice stuck in her throat, ow) - "so, like -- I dunno how much you got primed on when you awakened, but here's what I know - slash - I've picked up." She shuffled around for a second, feeling around for her takeout bag, and put the burrito in there: it was still good for later.
Then she stood, animated, and began to explain.
"Okay, so -- there's Senshi like you, right? You're magical defenders embodying a planet or a star or whatever out in space, reincarnated, blah blah, usual stuff. Knights like me are..." she frowned. "Complicated, I guess? We're not representative of an entire place -- just, like, a temple or a city or something - more small-scale protectors. Less magical, more physical. I'm a Page of Castor -" Anakeion motioned to her breastplate's symbol - "He's my Prince, so Anakeion itself - the place - is this big temple out in space on Castor, wherever that is. But there's knights of Neptune, so I figure it's probably most of the solar system. That make sense so far?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2017 12:39 pm
Seiryuu gave a nod as Anakeion started to talk, watching the other girl go through the process of saving food for later. "Admittedly, not as much as some apparently." She added in as the Page stood up.
"Okay." She'd heard that bit about Senshi like herself. Or some of it, though she still felt confused by a vast majority of it all.
She gave herself a minute to try and process what Anakeion was saying. Some of it just made her head start to hurt. "So... you're kinda like me, but not quite as magical?" She tried to reason out. "And... you're a temple. Not a... star or planet." Like she was. Seiryuu rubbed at her arm. "Man, this s**t is confusing. They need guide books for all this." She sighed. What did she know? Maybe they did have one out there somewhere!
"Alright, so... moral of the story... you're not gonna try and kill me. Which makes you good." A pause as she glanced at Anakeion. "Right?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 8:23 pm
"Yeah," Anakeion shrugged, apparently unbothered. "Y'all are the magical star warriors and us Knights are, like...the soldiers or somethin'? Smaller-scale, more martial, something like that, I have no clue what I've been saying for the past ten seconds but it seems like it makes sense. Senshi are stars or planets or moons or other space stuff - Knights are tombs, or temples, or cities or caves. Stuff you'd treasure, probably, as opposed to an entire..." She wiggled her hand in the air ambiguously. "Y'know. An entire peoples. Or something."
"Nah, I'm not gonna try t'kill you -- that'd be kinda ******** up, and besides, I look like I got it in me to murder a pretty girl?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2017 11:47 am
Magical star warriors. She was definitely sticking with that terminology! It even earned a snort of laughter from Seiryuu, which turned into more laughter at Anakeion claiming not to know what she was saying. "Well, it's better than what I've heard up until now!" She added in.
The wonders of her new life never seemed to cease.
Seiryuu eyed Anakeion. "Alright, alright. I believe you." She stared at the other girl for a minute, seriously contemplating an answer. And shrugged. "Hey, how's a girl supposed to tell these days? Can't judge a book by its cover... or an outfit." She added as an afterthought, looking at her own mini-skirted self.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 7:46 am
"Hey, it's classic magical girl uniforming, don't diss it." Another shrug. "The more frills and lace and visible skin you get, the more you're moving up in the world, them's the breaks. Who knows, maybe next stage I'll just be in a chainmail bikini." It seemed unlikely for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that chainmail bikinis weren't especially Greco-Roman in fashion, but...she was hardly historically accurate, as little attention as she'd paid in history.
"Half of this is speculation, though, so like - don't take me super serious, okay? I just watched a lot of shoujo anime as a tiny kid, and -" Anakeion grimaced - "now that I'm a full-grown legal adult and I pay taxes n' s**t, I watch more. Never know what your unpaying part-time hobby will turn out to be, but I wasn't expecting it to be a life guide to real life, y'know."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 1:08 pm
Seiryuu opened her mouth to say something in retort, but actually paused. "Yeah. I guess you do got a point there... " She snickered, twisting this way and that to see the mini skirt twirl just a little. And then she was laughing. "Oh lord no! I don't think I could handle more frill and lace!" Or heaven forbid, more skin. She wasn't body shy, just... was it really proper to kick someone's a** in the magical equivalent of a bikini?!
She decided she liked Anakeion. And was certainly enjoying the current topic for a change! "Okay, okay won't take you too serious." She agreed.
"Sooo... what do all these shoujo anime tell you? That we're doomed from the get go? More too revealing outfits?" Now those she had certainly witnessed. "And seriously... why is it always the boobs?!" What, the more they flashed out the more powerful you'd be?
"Maybe I need to invest in watching some of these anime's... again."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 4:08 pm
"I," Anakeion gasped, faux-offended, "would never put you in frills and lace -- you'd go good with like..." A moment of pondering. "Snakeskin? Like, that sort of reptilian texture. I dunno what it is, actually. But if you've ever heard of Kill la Kill, the girls in that show get more powerful the less magical clothin' they're wearing -- so who knows? Maybe our savior's gonna show up in a thong and pasties."
She paused. Hummed. "Figure that probably isn't true, actually, because I would have heard about it. For all the bad press DC gets, we sure as hell ain't painted as a city of magical strippers, so -- theory debunked."
"I mean, most of it's just conjecture, you know? But we'll probably get powerups at dramatic dangerous moments, risk our lives, find out our animal mentors are weird aliens...the usual. And it's always the boobs because boobs are great."
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2017 5:53 pm
Seiryuu tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Snakeskin, huh?" That would certainly be better then her skirt getting smaller, that was for sure! Alas, she felt doomed as Anakeion confirmed her suspicion of the animes. And then she choked on a laugh at the image of their 'savior' appearing in a thong and pasties.
"Oh. My. Gods!" They were truly doomed, weren't they? "I... I don't think I could handle just a thong and pasties!" She laughed. "I mean, how the heck do you protect yourself in a battle?!" Insert an image of bouncing boobs here. Seiryuu just laughed more.
Wiping at her eyes, Seiryuu gave thought to what Anakeion said. "You're right. I'd definitely remember hearing something about scandalously clad magical warriors. Or whatever we all currently are." She wasn't a warrior. Nope. Not yet anyways.
She sighed. "Yeah, I guess they are great. Especially when they can get you out of trouble... " Seiryuu added with sly grin.Daekie boobs are serious talk yes
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 5:06 pm
"You protect yourself," Anakeion said gravely, with a sharp nod, "with the sexy. Them's the breaks." But her smile was getting bigger and bigger as she spoke, and it was eventually just too much to refrain from laughing -- Anakeion had a sort of wheezing laugh, where her shoulders jerked and she couldn't breathe, and she wasn't necessarily loud but she was certainly animated.
"You new in town, or have you lived here all your life? You'd be surprised the amount of crazy news that somehow never gets out of the city. For example -" a shrug - "the coma outbreak. That was, what, six years ago? Five? I dunno, I had a respiratory infection basically the entire time. We get weird monsters every season, immense collateral damage from fights, people painting taunting messages in blood - I can't believe anyone still moves here, honestly, they've gotta be outta their minds."
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 10:40 am
It was quite pleasant having someone to laugh and joke with for a change. Seiryuu couldn't help but laugh as Anakeion did too. The mental imagery was just too great!
Coughing to try and get herself under control, Seiryuu shook her head. "Nah, I grew up here. But... I'm new to being a senshi. So a lot of that stuff I may have heard about, I never really paid too much attention, y'know?" Some of it she had, because it was 'mysterious' and therefore perfect for trying to investigate in her younger detective years. But if she looked back on some of those strange news reports, she could fill in some blanks.
"Or they probably just think it's a media scam and there really isn't that bad of things going on." She agreed, people were probably stupid.
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