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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2022 12:35 am
Fang staggered as he dropped down to the ground of... wherever he'd just been taken by the strange magic. It felt... it felt nice here, somehow. His body collapsed under him, from so much stress on such a weakened body, and he faceplanted in the grass (grass, real grass, green and soft and grassy), coughing. He kept his eyes twisted shut, ears twitching as he listened for any approaching enemies. He had to be careful, but by the stars, he was so tired. He wanted to get up, to look around, find shelter. But... he couldn't move, just yet. The sun (sun, warm, hot, life, good) felt wonderful on his back, warming his cold body, and the grass (stars, it was real grass he was feeling) smelling wonderful and full of life to his sensitive nose. His ears twitched again and he focused on listening, hearing... birds chirping. Birds? Birds (life, life, life. life, sounds, what else was there?) twittering away. And footsteps. Footsteps? (enemy, enemy, no, maybe ally, no, he didn't know, footsteps, life, more people, people, life, not alone. not alone.) He carefully looked up, ears pinned back in anticipation.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2022 7:09 pm
Lysithea always felt as though she had far too large of a weight on her shoulders nowadays, but…she was trying. Still trying to keep her head up, still trying to just move forward…but.
Normally she wasn’t one to power up in the daylight, but it seemed as though she weren’t the only one. Quietly, she moved towards the other aura, seeing someone face down in the grass. Her first reaction was to run over, to see if the person needed help. Needed healing. Needed…anything but. When they moved and turned to look at her, she froze, eyes wide. When her mind registered the ears, Lysithea paused and blinked slowly. Was this…a guardian cat? But…no…it didn’t…feel like one and…
Honestly he didn’t look like one but.
Finally, she continued moving over, kneeling slowly beside him and holding out a hand. “...Are you okay? I’m Sailor Lysithea…um. What…happened here?”
…Did you know you have ears and a tail, good sir?
She kept that comment locked tightly behind her closed lips.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2022 11:34 pm
Fang's shoulders hunched, an imitation of hackles raising, and a low growl emanated from his throat as she approached (fear, fear, hurt, don't hurt, no). He noted she was slow and careful about moving, and he sniffed the air, relaxing a bit. No, she didn't mean him any harm. His ears perked forward again, more relaxed, and he glanced at her hand (soft, real). Okay. (safe. safe?.... safe) He sat up, taking her hand and letting her help him up, staggering a bit as he rose to his feet (numb, tired). "Came. From home," he said, clarifying. "From Fang." He touched a hand to his chest and bowed his head. "Sailor Fang. Well met, Sailor Lysithea." (proper greeting, long time since, strange, strange, person, not alone). He peered around his surroundings, really getting to see them, now that... now that he wasn't quite on the verge of freaking out entirely, an ear twitching as a close bird made a particularly annoying screech. (life, life, life...) "Safe?" he asked. "Live here? No Chaos?" (please safe. life. living. safe. no Chaos. please).
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2022 3:00 pm
Lysithea held onto his hand, softly running her thumb over the back of it. “Well…welcome! This is Earth…it’s lovely to meet you, Sailor Fang…I do live here, yes! A lot of us do. Um. There is chaos here, but…there’s a lot of us fighting it. You’re not alone…would…you like to meet my friends? We’re all safe. All of us…and honestly?” She hesitated, thinking back to what she had been told about everyone she lived with, and giving a wry smile. “...Most of us were saved from chaos.”
She hesitated. “But it is safe, I promise. I’m safe. And you’re safe. Here.”
Thank god Soleiyu had mentioned strange senshi before because…if he hadn’t…this…
This would be just that side of too much to deal with.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2022 3:34 pm
Earth.The place of fairy tales he'd heard when he was a pup. And now he was here. On Earth. Gosh, his mother (two-legged, soft brown hair, jusol fruit, warm) would probably be in utter awe at his position now. Well. On Earth, anyway, because he was pretty sure he wasn't... normal. He was... shattered, in some way. The thought made him sad (throat burn, eyes prickly, head shake, no, no crying) so he shook his head to clear it away. "Saved from Chaos," he echoed, tilting his head, ears and tail flicking a bit. Was that what had just happened to him? Perhaps. He was no longer on his dead and dying planet. Starving. Speaking of... he grimaced, grabbing at his stomach so empty it was practically concave. "Meet friends good," he said hesitantly. His ears perked forward and his tail wagged ever so slightly behind him. "...Food?" His stomach growled loudly and he swallowed, eyes darting to the trees to seek out animals he could capture and eat, but... were any safe to eat? He wouldn't know if anything here could hurt him. Better to trust (trust?... trust) Lysithea and hope she could give him something edible.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2022 4:11 pm
Lysithea nodded. “Yeah, yeah there will be food…I think…” She reached into her subspace pocket and pulled out a banana and a bag of potato chips. Nothing substantial but…it would do for now. Carefully, keeping a gentle hold on his hand, she opened the chips and peeled the skin off of the banana. “I don’t have anything warm, and I’m not sure if you need meat or anything, but this should tide you over for at least a little while, Fang.”
She held the food out and withdrew her senshi phone, looking at it with a somewhat pensive expression.
Who should she call? Soleiyu? Malus? Not Michel. Maybe…maybe Soleiyu would be best. She couldn't bring Fang home, not like this…and since the Mauvian had helped another senshi like this…maybe. She hadn’t been paying complete attention but she knew he had mentioned a tail at the very least…
“I’m going to call my friend, okay? His name is Soleiyu and he’s a Mauvian. I want to see if he can explain things a little better. He’s very kind, and you can trust him. But for now, just rest, and we’ll wait for him to arrive, okay? Unless you don’t want to see him. Whatever makes you the most comfortable, Fang. You’re safe here.”
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2022 11:25 pm
Fang looked curiously at the items she'd brought out. Some kind of food. The long thing smelled sweet, he noted as he took it and sniffed it carefully. Fruit, maybe (sweet, food, nice). The strange package contained something very salty and his mouth watered. Fruit first, he told himself as his stomach rumbled. He needed the salt in his body, for sure, but he also needed something that didn't smell quite so... He almost shoved his whole face in the bag as he sniffed at the morsels inside. Well, it smelled like something that could upset his stomach (hungry, hungry, safe... safe. slow). He took a small bite of the fruit-thing and hummed at the pleasant taste, forcing himself to take it slow as his stomach screamed at him to eat it faster. The last thing he needed was to overdo it and then puke and everything gone to waste. Just the unbearable thought made his eyes tear up, so he moved away from it. Turning back to Lysithea (warm, safe, person, alive), he smiled. "Mauvian! Yes. Thank you," he said, feeling warm in his chest. Sitting down in the dirt, he leaned against a tree and ate quietly, feeling... safe. Yes. Good. Safe. He shut his eyes and leaned his head back against the tree. Life. Good.
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