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Lavendulan rolled her eyes in exasperation.

“I’m not a monster… I’m a half-youma,” she corrected the senshi. Not that it made a difference to anyone but her but she’d rather not be grouped with a class of fictional characters that only existed in movies, books, and online games.

The ground around them was still damp from the earlier rain shower, but the air felt warmer then it had in months. Then again, when Laven’s body temperature was naturally lower than normal humans what might be thought of as cold was actually quite comfortable for her.

“You can go back to whatever it was you were doing. I’m not interested in fighting.” Not with a super senshi at least. Without the ability to teleport, the only thing she had to rely on was her ability to run quickly when switching forms. One on one Laven wasn’t so sure she’d stand a chance even if the other woman was wearing a dress with fancy ballet slippers.

Startled by the sudden loud, almost deafening, sounds of honking Lavendulan immediately clamped her hands over her ears and had to fight to remain standing as her body almost begged her to drop to her knees and curl into a fetal position.

She took a staggering step backward and almost let out a yelp when her heel bumped against something she didn’t know was there, thinking it might be a bird looking to take an unpleasant bite out of her a**… or elbow… or anything it could get its wretched beak onto. But… there was nothing there, no white feathers flapping in her face.

“The ******** is this?”

Magic, like her own, but it didn’t manifest itself in a physical form like her orb or whip when she changed shape. Her ears rang and head felt like it was about to split from the onset of a migraine, but there was nothing she could do except try and put some distance between herself and the White Moon senshi.

“You know nothing, you live by your truths and perceptions and that makes you ignorant.” Not even a shred of compassion or attempt to understand.

“Between the two of us you are more of a monster than I am. A senshi who has a homeworld somewhere out there” She bit out, before pointing a finger up at the star-filled sky and for a moment she was glad that Wolframite wasn’t here since his hearing was more sensitive than her own. “I know about you senshi and your knights. Named after places, not of this world or even solar system, with a place of your own that cant be found by a boat or plane.”

“You attack me because I’m different, I’ve committed no crime and yet you condemn me because I exist? Because my presence somehow ruined your quiet night? You’re the one that came to me sweetheart, not the other way around.” Even with the obvious difference in their strengths Laven couldn’t help herself from lashing out as she was.

When the magic stopped, or perhaps she had finally stepped out of its range, Lavendulan’s form shifted to that of water and in her right hand was an orb that was then thrown at the Senshi as a warning to keep her distance. “Normal humans can’t use magic, they’re ignorant to this stupid war we’re stuck fighting and you’re not from here... So what does that make you?”

Alien she wanted to say but sided with better judgment and decided to let her come to that conclusion instead.

“No,” Confused and alarmed, Lavendulan shook her head and took a step away slowly. Her eyes narrowed while her water orb was held at the ready. “For one, this is definitely not how you go about making friends.” No hello, how are you? Nothing but insults to injury while making her ears ring so bad she thought they were about to bleed.

Now what? Suddenly she felt... remorse? This was a trick to get her to lower her guard. It must be…

“And second, I’m not exactly inclined to become your prisoner.” It was bad enough that she already was one, always relying on someone else to get around. But soon, her home with Wolframite would be complete and someday she would be promoted to captain and could teleport herself to and from Density City. There was hard-earned freedom in her near future.

Under different circumstances, she may have been inclined to accept the offer But not now that was not an option, that path was completely blocked by a promise she made and knew damn well the consequences if she were to break it. Either she would lose all of who she was and be forced to return or death's cold embrace would welcome her home.

“It doesn’t matter that you were once on our side, you’re not now.” And yet a rather large part of her yearned to know how but that was a path she couldn’t walk down. Not right now while she was still vulnerable enough to be blindly led to her ultimate destruction. “I can’t trust you.”

The half-youma’s pupils pulled into thin slits and without warning, when the White Moon Senshi turned around so her back was to her, Laven lashed out with her water whip.

“I don’t take well to idle threats from someone like you.” Someone who starts a fight then pretends to feel remorse for her actions and offers a white flag of peace while holding a dagger behind their back. “You made the choice to walk away. But missing memories is not an excuse for willful ignorance.”

“So here’s a warning for you, Albireo. Attack anyone unprovoked again and I will find a way to hunt you down and bring you back to the Dark Kingdom. What happens to you next will be out of my hands but I imagine our Queen will not take kindly to traitors.”