"Yes, though I'm not really sure how..." Namielle had been chattering in his ear since they had left the house. While she had seen fit to update him on some of the more important events that had occurred in his absence, her constant chatter had become a sign of anxiety and unease. Ever since that day she had not felt comfortable on her own, not felt comfortable without the support of another that she knew would be ok. Anything that required her aid was likely to cause the unfortunate feline to hyperventilate.
"Quite the revelation," he murmured, flicking through to another area of the city, his lips pursed. It was suspiciously quiet in former haunts which could only mean they had either been snuffed out or they had moved. Being blind was not his preference, he preferred that his intelligence was fresh and he concluded that the only option he had for the next week or so was to replace all of the damaged bugs and then begin to plant more elsewhere.
"They are full of surprises, it would seem," he added and finally looked towards the Mauvian as she sat on the wall beside him. "Though less inclined to share the information, I would imagine," he remarked. It was a statement, one built upon assumptions, but if the Mauvian hadn't been told how such a miracle had been performed then he sincerely doubted they would be forthcoming with the details.
...Granted, Namielle hadn't asked yet, but she had made a promise and she intended to keep it. She hadn't asked Lyndin yet, she hadn't even told anyone who had managed to do it. For all anyone in her inner circle knew, the Valencians simply had extremely advanced technology and given their disposition, they weren't open to sharing it. More importantly, loose tongues had a way of causing havoc if they spoke to the wrong individuals (and bless their hearts, but some of her own side did rather like to talk).
"I think that deep down they may have good hearts, even if they may need to careful review what they did to us," she replied after a moment.
"How an individual reacts in desperation is normally an indication of their true self," Athalia noted the rippled of energy across one portion of his map, weak, but consisting of both Order and Chaos. "Cornering allies under the protect of neutrality is considered a war crime in human terms."
"They aren't human though."
"Correct. Which means that they're unlikely to been accepted here until they can reconcile the necessity to respect our way of existence," Athalia seemed disinclined to argue and motioned for her to hop on to his shoulder. It was an instruction that she took with a graceful bounce and settled herself carefully.
"Sounds like you wouldn't trust any of them," she hazarded
"They'll need to earn trust if they seek it," he replied coolly, forcing her to suck in a surprised breath as the newly primed Eternal launched himself into the air.
******
In a somewhat distant part of the city, a Page continued on her quest to protect the vulnerable; and while she had kept her word to run when things began to go pear shaped in recent weeks, it was clear that even in her infancy she had made a number of enemies. One individual in particular was inclined to hold more than a small grudge, and as the Page meandered through the alley ways, dropping occasional parcels of socks and other amenities to the homeless... she remained unaware of the monster that prowled after her, shrouded in shadow.
Her ability to sense danger was still questionably weak, and as she rounded the corner towards a more isolated and empty area behind the buildings, the agent struck.
Slipping out of the shadows with the quietest of steps, the taller woman swept forward and thrust her hand deep into the back of the Moon Page. A second chance to acquire something that had gotten a way from her, the perfect way to acknowledge and reward the senshi for his intervention. As her fingers coiled around the starseed and pulled it front Serenitatis's chest, the Page could do little more than gasp.
To her credit, Cristobalite caught her, lowering her much more slowly than she was often inclined to do with other victims. Then again, her other victims had never served quite the same purpose as this one. She observed the starseed momentarily before peering down at the young woman at her feet with a raised brow.
"Now then...where should I put you so that they'll find you, hm?" she mused thoughtfully.
"A monumental failure," she paused. "But I suppose you'll make for a pretty picture on the news..."
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Atty/Nami en route, just Seren/Criss in the alley currently.
