Space wouldn't hold the answers she wanted. Space didn't have the power she wanted.
And yet, there was a curiosity, ever faint as it was, as to what she might find out there. What kind of world was Deneb, exactly, if she was the senshi of bubbles? Her assumption was that it likely a world full of water, if nothing else. ... Either that, or a world highly dedicated to cleanliness. She wasn't sure which one she preferred, to be quite honest- supposed that was part of the gamble when it came to the randomness of homeworld environments- but it likely didn't matter either way. After all, at this point in time, it was just some useless hunk of rock in space, right?
Well, 'hunk of rock' probably wasn't the best choice of words, seeing as Deneb was a star and all, but the general idea was the same.
Having cleared her schedule for the evening, as well as taking great pains to ensure she wouldn't be interrupted or walked in on while she made her plans, Ilse stepped out of the house, and powered up once she had put enough distance between herself and her home residence. Pressing the designated button on her senshi phone which she understood to be the way to reach Deneb the star, aka, her homeworld, closing her eyes and expecting the worst. When she opened her eyes, she found that the result that she got was... somewhere inbetween.
From her vantage point where she arrived, Deneb could see that there was water, yes, but it did not appear to be a world of which a majority was covered in water, nor did it seem like it was a world where society had lived underwater. If anything, at least when it came to where she landed, it was more of a... water garden. Palace. Or, at least, it looked as if it may have held someone of noble standing at one point, if it wasn't currently... in a heap of crumbling ruins, almost. Well, perhaps she was being a little too harsh on a place that had seen no visitors in the last one thousand years or so. At the same time, Deneb was a person who commanded (demanded?) perfection, and to see a place in such a state of disrepair was considerably causing it to lose any appeal it may have had to the lilac-haired senshi of bubbles.
Still, it would be a waste to have gone through all this trouble to travel to her world, only to turn around and return back home. Stepping gingerly on a set of stepping stones that led across one of the many pools of water her world seemingly had to offer, Deneb decided she would make the most of this visit and take a brief look around, if only to sate her curiosity. Or, perhaps, a look around just to say she did, to commit this scene to memory for any doubting parties that Deneb had ever been to her homeworld in her nearly ten years of being a senshi. Her steps were slow and calculated, to avoid potentially slipping and falling into the water, as she made her way across the pool... pond... whatever.
Getting wet wasn't particularly in her interests- who knew what was in that water, after a thousand years had passed? On one hand, it was, most likely, that it could possibly be clean after years without human interference to pollute it. On the other hand, given the state of disrepair that this place seemed to be in... well.
Deneb wasn't about to take chances. The last thing she needed was to come down with another mystery flu, right after she had just recovered from the last one.
As the young woman made her way to the other side of the pool of water, she continued to walk around a bit for a short time after. There were multiple pools of water, now that she got a better look, some small, like ponds or fountains, and some big, meant for boating or swimming in some distant time, most likely. Crumbling marble statues leant to the credibility of this once being a place of leisure, which along with the architecture that she could identify, would certainly be further confirmation that this place once housed those of the upper class, of nobility, as well.
So, then, did this mean she had been a noble in her past life as well? It did seem to make sense, in a roundabout sort of way- in her civilian life as Ilse, she was part of an upper-class family, a bloodline of whose ancestors she was sure she could trace back to old German noble houses, if she did enough digging. It didn't make her feel any better about the state of her world, but it at least made her feel smug, somewhat, that her past self wasn't some lowly pleb, either.
Deneb could almost picture it, flashes in her mind of her past self walking the halls of the palace-like building, wearing beautiful silks and ribbons and lace, sharing gossip among the other high-born ladies of the noble courts. Perhaps her family may have been in the service of a monarch? If so, this place seemed like it once could have served as an ideal vacation home, when the troubles of royal life got to be too much. Maybe, then, perhaps her past self's family may have even-
The lilac-haired woman shook her head, dismissing those foolish whimsical thoughts. What was she doing, standing around daydreaming like some hopelessly romantic silly teenage girl? What was in the past was in the past- they were all dead and gone at this point in time. Even without looking at her phone, Deneb was certain she had spent far enough time here, and thus, turning on her heel, she turned her back on the ruins of her home of the past, and pressed the button to go back home.
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