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 Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2022 8:32 pm
It wasn't often that Hania felt the need to ask the others of the team to gather outside the normal but well, he figured they would all agree that now would be the perfect time to do so. The meeting spot he had pinged the others to arrive at was the same park that Jian had arrived in, the spot itself out of the way and not busy so they shouldn't be interrupted by anyone. That and he was dampening Agrawain's signature since he was still powered up for the moment.
The mauvian stretched out across one of the handful of benches in the area as he waited for the others to get here, as well as thinking up more questions to ask the deep space Senshi that he hadn't already. He had set up the ancient Senshi with a few gadgets already to help him later on such as a phone, a glamor for when powered down and the like already so that was one less worry.
~*~*~
Agrawain himself was standing and leaning against a tree next to the bench Hania was sprawled on, arms crossed and face turned up to the sky though his eyes were closed. If anyone was looking at him right then they would have seen his pointed ears twitch every time a bird chirped or a car in the distance went by and if they were particularly attentive they might have noticed the tension in his body language, particularly in how he pressed his lips together.
Just how alive the world was still was overwhelming to him which wasn't a surprise seeing how this was only a day later then his arrival in the first place. If asked, which Hania had earlier, he would have said he hadn't slept at all but rather trekked to the nearby forest and found an out of the way spot to rest away from the hustle of the city.
Still he was looking forward to seeing the other Arthurians, what little of the group there was so far. His lips tightened even farther when he remembered that not all were even awakened yet. He tried not to dwell once again on wondering if his brother had been reincarnated and was just waiting to be found at the right time.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2022 3:12 pm
The quiet scene was interrupted by a laughing pink-haired young man crunching through the fallen leaves on the ground. Perrie wasn't high this time – he knew better than to turn up stoned to the tips of his toes on mushrooms for a team meeting. And the tone of Hania's summons had made it sound important. Important stuff needed to be paid attention to!
Ignoring the guy leaning on the tree for a moment, he crunched his way to the cat sprawled on the park bench. "Hi Hania!" he greeted with a wave, parking himself on the back of the bench with his mismatched sneakers resting on the seat next to the Mauvian. "I got your message – duh, of course I got it, I wouldn't be here otherwise! Didn't know whether I needed to be powered up or not, so I'm not." He snorted a laugh, then dug his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket to fish out a packet of salmon. "Here, I brought you a treat…"
Peering over at the man for a moment, he leaned down toward the cat. "Who's the guy?" he half-whispered.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2022 4:56 pm
When she'd gotten the text from Hania, Kailey messaged Alex. Wasn't in a place where she could pick up her sister first, then get to the meeting spot, so she'd meet her there. She packed up at the gym, and in short order, subspace took all her gear to who knows where, and she set off through the city as a senshi.
Morgan moved swiftly, checking her phone for the time. She still had a few hours before her shift, but she wasn't entirely sure what Hania was requesting a meeting for. If it was something bigger, she'd have to make a call if she was just... going to not be in for work, or if she could still slip over to Red Moon in time to get changed for her first performance.
Sometimes, being a nighttime worker had its perks with this double life. Other times? Nah. Cuz often, people liked to ******** things up right when she needed to be on stage. No consideration for the night workers.
As she approached, she felt another senshi's energy signature, and thought nothing of it. Wasn't like she was the only one Hania called. There was no attempt to muffle her footsteps against fallen leaves or thumps of her boots against the semi-frozen ground. But she froze when she came about and saw Hani on the bench--that's fine--and... Perrie. Not Parsifal. Perrie.
Arthur wasn't here, either.
Blue eyes swung over to the figure leaning against the tree, and stayed there. "...Hi, Hani, Perrie," she said simply to the familiar two, gaze never leaving the unknown. "Who're you?" The question was directed to him point-blank, and for a moment, Morgan was all the more tense that it was Perrie here, and not Parsifal. While she didn't give a rat's a** who knew her identity... well. She didn't used to care. It was harder for her not to care about who knew what. After the double-cross with the aliens, she was no longer able to give people the benefit of the doubt that they wouldn't pull some similar s**t.
Unknown people made her hackles rise.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2022 7:50 pm
Hania gave a pleased purr when Perrie showed up but didn't sit up until the man joined him by the bench. "Hello, glad you were able to make it with no trouble." He said with a flick of his tail as if giving a wave. "I see. I suppose I should have specified that it was up to you which you would prefer anyway." He had just been excited about bringing them all together that it has slipped his mind at the time. However that thought was derailed at Perrie's mention of a treat and pulling out the packet. "Ooooo, and just like that you are my favorite for the night." He joked with a cat grin.
His eyes darted over to Agrawain briefly then back to Perrie and was about to speak up again when Morgan joined them. Hania's tail gave another wave at the Senshi. "Glad you could make it Morgan." He greeted though winced at the tension in her body language and tone.
~*~*~ His eyes hadn't opened when Perrie came into the meeting spot though he had tensed up, figures clenched at his short sleeves for a moment before he consciously released them. He finally opened his eyes and looked over however when he felt and heard Morgan. "Sailor Agrawain." He answered her question without moving from his spot just yet, his voice had a dialect to it that neither of the two reborn Senshi would be able to place at this time. When his eyes landed on her though there was a slight hitch in his breath. "Well, seems like you didn't change all the much Morgan." There was a pause before a small smirk curled up on his lips. "Still short enough to right a Furnake."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2022 8:12 pm
Perrie looked up when Morgan arrived, and his smile faded at her tense demeanor. "Whoa… maybe I better power up," he said to Hania. "She doesn't look very happy." Cautiously dismounting the park bench, he pulled his henshin pen from his pants pocket and quickly transformed into his Parsifal alter-ego. Immediately he felt the senshi aura coming off the strange person leaning up against the tree. Who was this guy?
He walked up to Morgan just as the stranger announced himself. "Agrawain?" Parsifal said with a tilt of his pink-haired head. "Wait, Agrawain – he was Gawain's brother. That makes you… an Arthurian too?"
Looking over first at Hania then at Morgan, Parsifal could only stare at the newcomer. He wanted some answers, but he wasn't sure any would be forthcoming any time soon.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 4:52 pm
At one point, she would have tried to be more chill, wait to hear what the Mauvian and newcomer had to say for why the call was sent out. But this guy was new. He was unknown. The same amount of unknown Lyndin and his lot were. Minus Caedus. And she trusted Hania more than she trusted Caedus. She'd been willing to trust his view of the Vanguard, and look where that's gotten her--lost Gwen, got an unwanted new way shorter hairdo, and a new burn scar on her upper back.
She still had issues with too many bad nights due to fire-related dreams. Probably should speak to someone about that...
Perrie moved off the bench, and Morgan's eye might have twitched ever so much when he shifted over into Parsifal. Giving away his alter ego entirely, connecting his two selves in front of this stranger so any glamor was null and void.... Her eyes closed briefly so as to avoid losing her neutral expression. The young woman breathed in slowly, deeply, held it for about five seconds, and then slowly released it through her nose. By the time Parsifal had moved over to where she was standing, she'd at least collected herself to not give him a glare, and kept her gaze firmly on the stranger. Her mouth opened, about to ask Hania for an explanation, but the stranger spoke up.
The accent was new, nothing she could place around the city and it's collection of peoples from all over. The name sounded familiar from research and audiobooks on Arthurian lore--because, well. Why not? Obvious theme was obvious, it was required research to figure out what the heck those stories were even about. But he derailed any forming okay, so that's why Hania called us thoughts straight off a cliff not even a breath later.
Change? Her? Short enough to ride a what?
Parsifal's chime about lore connections was shelved in the back of her mind for the moment.
"What the absolute <********> are you talking about?"
Okay, so some of that composure was slipping. The neutral expression slid into a near snarl, but again she closed her eyes, breath deep, and held up a hand, palm towards him. An unspoken shut up, though it didn't occur to her he might not understand that gesture. Her head turned, pointedly looking at Hania. "Explanation, please, cuz I'm guessing you've got one and it's why we're here?" She was trying to not just... go hostile. But habits die hard. And Morgan was nothing if not a 'punch first, questions later' type of gal. Attempting to be otherwise lately was proving taxing.
Looking to Parsifal next to her, too, she added, "Know any more about that character's story?" Not that she was sure there were any actual legit correlations between senshi and similarly named characters of myth and literature, but... it didn't hurt.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 5:20 pm
Parsifal blinked at Morgan, not making any mental connection between powering up in front of someone whom Hania clearly trusted (or he wouldn't have talked, right?) and ruining his secret civilian identity in front of a perfect (or maybe less than perfect) stranger. "Well, Agrawain was Gawain's brother, like I said. He was a hard guy in the Parsifal stories, and kind of a bad guy in the Lancelot stories. He's the guy who ratted out Lancelot and Guinevere…" And immediately regretted mentioning Guinevere in front of Morgan, since Guinevere was recently corrupted. "Um. Sooooooooo he was ultimately killed by Lancelot," he finished. "But he wasn't completely a bad guy! He was a respectable knight in some of the older stories, like the Parsifal stories." He looked at Morgan's this-close-to-murder expression, looked at Agrawain, then at Hania. "Uh… a little help here, Hania?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2022 5:45 pm
Hania didn't get the chance to explain to Perrie that powering up wouldn't settle Morgan and would in fact upset her more before the the young man did so the Mauvian just let out a sigh. "Yes, Agrawain is in fact an Arthurian, and is the Senshi of Mending." His copper eyes darted to the ancient Senshi at the mention of Gawain though and watched him for a moment before looking back at Morgan. This time the sigh was internal at how Agrawain had made things worse, after all he couldn't blame him fully seeing how it had been centuries since he had last interacted with people.
Hania cleared his throat and waved his tail to try and keep their attention on him as he started to explain. "As you both know, the Senshi that have been on Earth are ones who have been reborn after a great calamity a thousand years ago, however thanks to the Velencians we became aware that not all life has been lost in the galaxy. It turns out that before now, there have been Senshi that have lived on their planets but couldn't leave them." He explained, tossing another look over at the ancient Senshi. "Lately a few of these Senshi have been able to make their way to Earth but once they are here they are sort of stuck. And by stuck I mean they can no longer go back full time to their planet but can only visit much like yourselves."
Explanation for the whys done, he moved on to explaining more about Agrawain himself. "As I said he is the Senshi of Mending and part of the Arthurians, in fact said group was a full on Court back then. I'll admit, I don't remember much about him personally but I remember enough to know I did once."
~*~*~ The mention of Gawain got a flinch and Agrawain's fingers clenched around his arms again, though both signs were small enough that someone not looking close enough could miss. Hania had already explained that his little brother wasn't one of the ones currently known to be awakened, nor on the list of currently known chaos Senshi. But that just meant he could be an unknown one too. He loosened up though to return his attention to Morgan, getting a pang of nostalgia when looking at the young woman and his tiny smirk came back briefly at her temper. He might have been more amused then he should have been and how thrown she had seemed.
Seeing her hold up her hand was a bit of a puzzle for a moment but by context he was able to put it together and he stayed quiet long enough for Hania to explain part of who he was. "I have lived for over a thousand years, and before the chaos, I knew you all." He refused to show any emotion that would have leaked out other wise with that statement. "I'm unclear about the stories that Parsifal is bring up though."
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2022 7:41 pm
Before anyone else could say anything, Parsifal piped up. "Oh, the stories I'm talking about were written during the Middle Ages by a bunch of different people in different countries," he chirped, pleased to be able to share what he'd learned. "The stories themselves though are much older, over a thousand… years… old…"
He trailed off, eyes going wide as he looked at Agrawain. "You… you don't suppose… nah, couldn't be. Could it? Those stories couldn't be about past us… could they?"
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