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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 7:43 am
Quote: On the fourth night of the aurora, it changes from dancing lights to a strange, swirling maelstrom. A cold wind picks up, swirling wildly. Near midnight, the wind is strong enough to topple lighter bushes and knock branches from trees. No major damage has been done, but it is still a storm no one wants to be out in. Suddenly, the colors in the sky seem to explode. A distant echo, like thunder, rolls through the town. The aurora is gone, and so is its strange spell. The only thing that lingers are the small, colorful beads that fall from the sky like hail. They sparkle in all colors of the aurora and are never any larger than a marble. Most of them seem safe, but if you hold too many at one time you are met with the same sleepless affliction the town was suffering under the aurora.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 7:52 am
Methone loved the aurora storm that played outside. Underneath the sky that dangerously played, she beat to the own sound of her heart racing and the wind singing.
It was cold, but she didn't mind in her uniform, her aurora sash twirling around her in a melodic dance of its own to match the sky. She didn't care if others didn't want to be in it. She did.
As it picked up, she could feel the chaos aura of someone drawing near, her dance turning to face the new pulsing energy.
"Come to Dance Captain?" her gaze fell on a lovely blonde captain, dressed in teal and black.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 10:46 am
Stellerite had been eyeing the aurora as it sparkled over the city for the last few days. It was a peculiar sight and one she didn't quite trust, but still couldn't help but go out to watch even if her instincts went this is a bad idea captain.
There was work to be done, order to fool, and things to check in on. Stellerite had no time to waste when she was working on the task her general had provided for her.
The once lovely night seemed to be taking a turn for the worse but she was already out and could rely on her ability to teleport to get her to safety if she absolutely needed it. The cold bit at her bare arms and she was grateful for her pants that provided some warmth.
Up ahead was a senshi, she could feel the strong aura and she carried on anyway. The strength meant there was some seasoning to this senshi and that meant they likely had better information for her and she couldn't pass up on that.
Besides, Epi was a call away if she needed him.
"That depends on your definition of dance. I'm afraid I'm not very light on my feet and would make a poor partner," she answered, feet slowing as she took a good look at the woman.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 2:27 pm
Methone, usually the first to attack if she was so, but since the captain didn't make a move. neither did the eternal. Her energy glowed brightly even in the storm and she continued to move.
"Nonsense." The woman sparkled under the storm, moving closer and closer. Eventually she stood in front of the captain.
"Everyone is a dancer in some way." She smiled at her. "Are you don't want to in the storm? It keeps you warm." Her hands reached over, though she wasn't sure how the chaos handled her Transcendent form.
"Isn't it gorgeous out...?" Methone touched Stella's cheek before twirling away. [/size
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 8:01 am
Blue eyes seemed trained on the glowing marks that littered the...relatively unclothed senshi as she moved closer. Stellerite had heard reports of such among the ranks of the order, ones who shined energy as much as Miss Alkaid dripped it from the cracks along her skin, but this was her first experience with one up close.
"The sky is beautiful, even if the rising storm might not be," she answered carefully, forcing herself to look up then over to the hand pressing against her cheek.
"The way you glow, what is that?" She asked before the moment could pass.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 8:41 am
To be honest, Methone felt no shame in answering the nega's questions. Some knew things, and some didn't and she had never had a problem as long as they didn't attack her. The stars along her stomach and hips glowed brightly, but her whole outfit did that as well.
She smiled softly at the girl and turned away, doing a pivot with her step.
"The marks of transcendence." She offered, "The attunement to ones planet, the bond between myself and Methone." She waited. "I have...energy, I guess the best way to put it." She twirled again and then stopped in a mid dance pose, one leg firmly planted on the ground while the other was high in the air, dropping with a crescent moon arc.
"I cannot be corrupted." She added, "and have more boundless energy, but it also makes me...more susceptible to drainings." She waved a hand, "But you can try it, your orbs? The ones you fill? I fill it within seconds...." And she smiled, "With less of a cost to humans."
Her body twirled as the storm finally calmed down and beads began to pour from the sky. Her smile was soft as she came back to Stella. "Would you like to try it Captain?" She tilted her head, "I'm feeling generous with the lovely sky out and..." she held open her palm as it hailed the colorful beads, small and painless. "beautiful atmosphere." She was talking both Stella and the beads after all.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 8:29 am
Watching the senshi dance about so freely, despite the possible threat and danger that Stellerite could pose, was fascinating and the blonde found herself paying more attention than she might normally.
It helped, of course, that the woman was freely sharing information with her.
Stella did not have her journal with her, to her lament, but she paid close attention and stored the information Methone was providing to her as best she could mentally.
"What stops you from being corrupted?" She asked carefully, allowing herself to step closer to the senshi with glowing marks. Tentatively a hand lifted, reaching for Methone's cheek. "Do you always trust so freely?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 2:21 pm
As Stella moved closer, Methone's dance came to a small stop and the woman allowed the agent to touch her. She had touched her already, so it was only fair. Her head tilted in the other woman's hand.
"My planet." Her pointed to the glowing symbol on her forehead, "Methone stops corruption from taking me." She smiled again, "And in return, I go to Methone, where I return the planet to life. It's beautiful." She took Stella's hand in hers, her other coming around the woman's waist, drawing her into a silent sort of waltz amongst the hailing beads.
They didn't hurt as they feel, but they made Methone feel awake and perked. "No." She smiled again, "Trusting a nega agent freely is a fool's wish. I am dancing with you, educating you. But I do not trust you." She brought Stella up for a small spin, then back into her arms.
"What about you? Do you always allow yourself to be pulled into dances with strange glowing senshi?" She waited, "On a stormy night of aurora's and colorful beads?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 10:21 am
Looking up at the symbol adorning the woman's forehead, Stellerite thought about her next move, the next option she would take. "If I asked you to show me, would you?" She had only been to the Wonder of Paris, once, where the soft boy had become putty in her hands.
She had never seen the home of someone from the white moon who had transcended.
Her feet moved more confidently as she was led in the waltz, surprised by the freeness of the senshi who sought to dance with her. She wondered what exactly one would find if they reached their hand into her chest and what barriers kept them from corrupting the starseed.
Was the starseed protected from being ripped from their chest too?
She had so many questions and there weren't enough answers.
"Bringing me so close is trusting me to some extent. You could educate without ever letting me into your space," she countered, looking up beneath pale lashes. "If I can avoid it, I don't fight. I'm here to learn, not provoke."
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 12:30 pm
"My world?" Methone perked a brow, and her head fell back. "Come to Methone, would you little agent? That's a lot of trust." She brought her head forward. Stella, who danced in her arms and who looked at her chest as if her thoughts didn't always show on her face.
Methone wondered if the agent would attempt something? Would she try to take her starseed? Would she try to corrupt it just to see? Just because she was transcendent didn't mean she was safe from starseed pulls. But this agent didn't need to know everything about that.
"Ah, it's true." Methone sighed as they continued to move, "I am a sucker for pretty girls and lights." She pursued her lips, "You've found a big flaw and weakness in me." She smiled again. The ones that were the most knowledgeable were the ones that were the most dangerous ones. They didn't have to fight to win. Not everything came to brute strength.
It was like a chess game and Methone was never really good at chess.
"If you truly want to come to Methone, I can take you." She twirled with her, "But it comes at a cost, Are you willing to pay it?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 11:14 am
"Why not? You speak so highly of it." Stellerite countered, lifting her gaze while the senshi danced her about the space. "I've been elsewhere, before. I know I can't return without you. I'm only putting myself at risk," she offered, as if she needed to barter.
If the senshi thought herself as 'good' then she had nothing to fear.
The teasing of a smile tugged at her lips when she was twirled and spun back into the woman's arms. Carefully, gently, she coaxed her to stop. "I want to go," she insisted, the admission ringing in her thoughts.
Purposefully her gaze dropped to the woman's lips and she made herself suck in a breath, like someone who was shy might do for confidence.
"What's the cost?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 1:40 pm
"It's a small slice of paradise, if that's what you are after." There could potentially be a lot of things wrong with taking a chaos agent to Methone, but none really came to mind at the moment. "Have you been elsewhere, to space?" Methone rose an eyebrow and wondered who'd offer nega's rides out into there lands.
Not that she should be judging, she was offering some random passerby a chance to go to space as well. "We can go." Methone brush some of the blonde's hair back, "You'll just have to give me a time and date that would work best for you."
At the drop of the woman's gaze, Methone's own lips curled up teasingly. "Naughty Naughty." Her fingers came over to tip at the chin and she leaned in close. "How about a kiss, little agent?" Methone was mostly teasing, but she wouldn't turn down kisses either.
"No harm, no strings. Small price I think?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 1:52 pm
"Paris," she answered easily enough, understanding that the place could come off confusing but she didn't care to elaborate because Methone was answering her questions and she let herself smile impishly.
"Why not now?" She offered, reaching for one of the senshi's hands to thread their fingers together. "That way we don't get cold feet." Her voice softened, a slight alluring tone put on.
Blue eyes peeked up beneath pale lashes as Methone grew close enough that she thought she could feel the warmth of the senshi's breath on her skin.
"I thought you might ask for that..." she answered, a breathy laugh escaping when she shifted to her tiptoes to close the space between their mouths.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 6:51 pm
Paris wasn't one she was quite sure she knew, but if Stella had been there, then it was most likely one of the many wonders of the galaxy. After all, Mont Blanc was a saturn wonder and it was something she thought was strictly only french related. Although Lorne being french probably clouded that theory too.
Fingertips threaded together and Methone sighed wistfully. How she missed the intimate touches of another. Her pining for Lorne was nothing, but these casual brushes reminded her that she was much more of a lover then she was a fighter. The tone tugged at her and her gaze dropped back down to the woman.
She was very beautiful and very smart and that was dangerous, but out here in the colorful beads of hail and lingering aurora's, Methone just went with the flow.
She laid her lips on Stella's and sighed in happiness. It had been a long time since she had locked lips with someone, especially a gorgeous someone.
"Sometimes the best rewards are for the ones who wait." Methone pursued her lips as she pulled away from the blonde and then lazily smiled. "I have things I need to do before I go, but if you truly want, truly need to go. We can go tomorrow. Same time, in this spot."
She waited.
"I will show you a world of magic, Little agent."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 8:27 am
Kissing the taller woman was easy, her lips were soft and pliable and Stellerite could tell that she was touch starved, perhaps even needy. Both things were something she welcomed because it meant that the senshi was malleable and she could work with that.
"Better not disappoint me then," she answered easily, despite the fact she was frustrated that she hadn't been whisked away in the heat of the moment. "You're setting my expectations rather high, making me wait and all."
Blue eyes flicked up and Stella purposely licked her lips slowly, teeth dragging across the center of her bottom one like she savoring the taste of Methone on her lips. "Tomorrow then," she mumbled, stretching up for a chaste kiss before she was separating herself and with a wink, the captain was gone.
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