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 Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2022 4:32 pm
Monoceros had never felt freer. Or, if he had, he didn't remember, and that was okay. He felt so much like... he didn't have to worry, at all. Whatever it was Ashanite had done for him, it had assuaged all of the horrible feelings he'd been dealing with since the moment he'd woken up. Faustite had tried to help, but... whatever had grips on his subconscious back then hadn't wanted to let go. He felt so good. Less conflicted. More like something... whole. Maybe a bit still broken, maybe a bit still directionless, but far more sure of himself. It was easier to knock those thoughts away. The Negaverse... was actually doing him good, now. Some thoughts still lurked beneath the surface, but they dissipated quickly, and he hardly noticed them. So in celebration, he went out in a hunt for starseeds. He wanted to prove himself, show how worthy he was of the Negaverse, make up for all those months spent wallowing and struggling to make sense of the world. He prowled, until he sensed an Order aura, and, thinking about how this would be the perfect way to gain trust, he made a beeline for it. "Evening," he rasped, cocky grin on his face as he approached. "You—y-you... look... familiar?" His head hurt. Why did his head hurt? Who was she? "What's your name?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2022 4:12 pm
The date had been…nice. And Lysithea had even gone so far as to kiss Zac on the cheek before she told him she was going to go burn off some of the pizza she had eaten by taking a walk, but really…she wanted to clear her head.
She was so far in her own thoughts, playing through the evening that she hadn’t noticed the corrupted senshi, hadn’t noticed that she wasn’t alone, and thus she blinked, startled and twisted around, throwing a punch at the intruder before she had a moment to even think about it.
When he spoke though, when he said she looked familiar, her eyes swiftly went over him, trying to remember if she had ever seen someone who looked like this, and finally, Lysithea shook her head. “I’m not sure that I know you, I’m sorry. I’m Sailor Lysithea. I…you startled me. I didn’t mean to just…punch. I…”
…She shouldn’t really be apologizing. If anything, maybe he was saying she looked familiar because Faustite had spoken of her? Had some bounty on her head? That…
Truthfully…that wouldn't surprise her at all.
Break her heart, yes…but it wouldn’t surprise her.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2022 12:45 am
"Ow, son of a—" he cut himself off before he could curse, reeling back and clutching at his nose and eye. He really should have been expecting something like that, after he approached so creepily, and yet, he'd completely failed to think about it, too distracted by the way she looked so familiar. Familiar, familiar, why so familiar? It still bugged him, even though she'd just assaulted him. Every pore was screaming to attack, and his hands itched to throw a spell, but he ignored it, forcing himself to focus. "Lysithea?" he echoed, trying to place—oh, that was it, wasn't it? That guy that had beat the s**t out of him ages ago. "Oh, you... You're that girl that Michel fella was looking for." Take her back, growled a very ugly, very loud part of his brain. His hands were so itchy to cast at her, and they twitched, but he wrestled it down. He had to know more. "You got out?" he asked softly, "Did you find him?" His head hurt so badly. His hands itched. Take her back. Or kill her.Would doing that make this stop?
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2022 7:16 pm
Lysithea swallowed and shook her head, calling on her magic and gently touching the ethereal horn to the corrupted senshi. “I truly didn’t mean to. I hope that this helps, it should. And…oh, yeah. I found him. I got out…you…I don’t think that I ever met you, did I?”
He knew Michel? He…had survived meeting Michel? That…must mean that there was something special about him, so she should obviously give him the benefit of the doubt.
“...Are you okay? Were you helping to find me? That…That’s actually really sweet.”
Hesitating, Lysithea smiled softly and pressed a hand against his cheek. “Are…you trying to get out too?” How odd. Normally when people knew her…it bothered her to no end…but this was…something different. This was someone knowing of her. What a strangely small distinction, that had a terribly large impact.genovianprince Lysithea Calls out her attack, and a small unicorn horn made of energy appears in her hand. She can use this to mend all minor injuries, including small scrapes and cuts, by placing the tip of the horn on her target. The injuries will rapidly patch themselves back together, causing them to fade to nothing. The energy horn fades after the cuts are healed. The injuries can take up to 30 seconds to heal and once she has cast her magic it cannot be interrupted. She can use this three times in battle.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2022 2:57 am
She was healing him. She was being so kind to him, and he didn't deserve it, not when so much of him was screaming at him to attack, and take, and—he shook his head slightly as the horn traced the wound and he felt better, bit by bit, until the pain was gone. She touched his cheek and he realized the swelling was also gone. Totally healed. Wow. "I don't think we met, either. Michel said we'd both known each other, before... Well, both our memories were erased by corruption, I think. So, clean slate. Which is really such a relief, honestly. Finally feels like... there's no expectations." His head hurt so badly from the constant chanting in the back of his head, trying to force him to attack her, and he desperately didn't want to. She was being nice but— being nice doesn't mean anything, she's a traitor! You shouldn't have ever thought of leaving, either, This is who you are now. TAKE HER!His eyes shut tight and he focused on breathing, trying to ignore the nausea from the warring thoughts. Was this part of that thing Ashanite said he'd do...? He hadn't suggested it would turn him into a monster, just... "I want to," he whispered before he could think about it more, then gasped, holding a hand up to his mouth and taking a step back. "I-I... something's wrong." NO. TAKE. HER. NOW. TRAITOR.He growled under his breath, unable to fight it anymore as his eyes snapped open, flaming with anger. "Traitor," he spat, movements strange and jerky as he flipped a hand forward. "Quill Flash." There wasn't even a tiny part of himself protesting this in the back of his mind anymore, completely consumed by the youmaglia. He was gone to it, at the non-mercy of a non-merciful being that wouldn't allow him to allow her to get away. Orangeish Sherbert A burst of porcupine quills flies from Sailor Monoceros's hand, which can cause shallow scratches and/or minor puncture wounds. Any attempt to remove the quills before they vanish will cause sharp, pinpointed pain in the area; however, they don't sink in much deeper than skin-level. A user can choose to have this attack cause permanent damage or the injury will fade when the magic expires. This attack will last 20 seconds and can be used three times per battle.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2022 6:06 am
No expectations. How funny, that such a silly little phrase would bring down all of Lysithea’s guard. “...Expectations are the worst, aren’t they? I…I hate when they know things about you, or just…”
She paused, beginning to frown and wondered just what was wrong. He said something was wrong..and then.
…And then he turned into a completely different person before her eyes.
…Oh. Chaos was frightening, wasn’t it.
Thankfully, Lysithea was able to get her arms up, protecting her body and face, but at the cost, her arms were filled with the quills…and damn. Did they ever hurt.
But something was wrong with him. He needed her help…and she could do that. She could help.
It wasn’t even…well. Wasn’t even all a lie when she shook her head, taking half a step back and looked up at him with streaming eyes. “Yeah. I’m a ******** traitor okay? You think I don’t have regrets? Don’t ******** ******** attack me. Jesus Christ…”
Just break through the anger. Just get him to listen. That would be enough. That would have to be enough.
“I want to come back. But I’m…like hell if I’m going to lose everything again…if…can you give me a little time? And can you take me back?”
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2022 8:31 am
Her words had him pause as he lifted his hands into a fighting stance. She wanted to come back? The all consuming rage that seemed so endless a moment extinguished and he shuddered, though the effects were long from over. Moments ago he'd wanted to shed the Chaos, but now his thoughts were more arranged, more structured. No conflict, just wanting to take as many people for the Negaverse as he could. "Not having stuff totally sucks," he agreed easily, "So if you're really willing to come back, then... we can meet back here in a week?"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2022 8:52 am
Finally, the magical quills faded, and Lysithea gave a short, relieved sigh, nodding and lowering her own arms. “I can do that. A week sounds good. You’ll…help me won’t you? Be my friend? I think it’ll be different if I go into this with a friend.”
Her mind was racing. Trying to think of a plan. SHe wanted to talk to Zac…Would talk to Zac…but…
She could help him. Help this Senshi…maybe save him.
“...What’s your name? I’d like to know, so you’re not just…my nameless friend…that. “ Lysithea forced a smile. “...Might get confusing.”
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2022 9:05 am
"Of course I'll help you. That's all I really want. I'm sorry I got so angry so suddenly," he answered, not quite feeling sorry but knowing it would help him ensnare her again if he apologized. "Ehm, I'm Monoceros! I can't believe I didn't introduce myself before." He smiled gently. "I'll see you in a week, Lysithea." The idea of an ambush never occurred to him. Even with a youmaglia, he was just... naïve.
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