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 Posted: Mon May 09, 2022 7:03 pm
Fang prowled. He needed to find these Negaverse agents, the ones he could fight, because he wasn't a moron, and rip them apart. He couldn't let Earth fall, not after it was practically the only planet left in the universe that he knew of to still have life. Really, really excellent life. Life that thrived. Not to mention answers just had to be here, to help his own planet, because—death, blackness, dark, death, rotting, starving—he shook his head with a growl. Stupid brain and its stupid torturing of himself. A stick whizzed by the place he'd stopped to hide for a moment, trying to sense auras, and his ears twitched towards it. He looked at it for a moment as it spun through the air and landed, and he turned back towards where it came from. Strange. Was there some kind of animal that threw things? No, that was a Senshi aura... White Moon, too. "Hello?" he called, head tilting slightly as his ears rotated, catching every sound of the night.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2022 10:47 pm
Izanami had to admit, she was impressed by the gumption of the civilian who had thrown a stick at her. They'd done it, and run, but there had been a spit curse about "magical freaks" before they took off, so...clearly someone with experience with the Negaverse, then, or who had eaten up some of the propaganda about Senshi being dangerous gangsters or whatever.
She could feel an aura near her, and heard a voice, and turned, blinking.
"Are you alright?" She asked, hoping he hadn't been hit by an errant stick. "I--"
She moved so she could se the person who called out, and then froze.
He had. Ears. And a tail. The part of her brain that recognized cute things practically squealed, whereas the rest of her tried to process the fact that someone distinctly nonhuman was standing in front of her. Encke had mentioned aliens--was this one?
"Ah," she said, articulately, as she tried to get her thoughts back in order.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 9:04 am
Fang blinked at her, ears stilling in her direction. "Yes, fine," he answered, stepping a bit closer. He knew he looked strange to the people of Earth, but he was sure she could be trusted. His brain caught up a bit to what he'd overheard and he frowned slightly. "Are you okay?" he asked, head tilting. "Someone... threw stick at you?" He was concerned by the actions of the civilian. And confused. Why would the people of this planet be so angry? He knew it was important to keep his identity secret, but this seemed... Why were they so upset with the protectors of this planet?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 4:15 pm
Izanami shrugged. "Someone did throw a stick at me," she said, "but they missed, and I'm not hurt." She sighed, looking in the direction the civilian had gone.
"I'm not sure if they mistook me for a member of the Negaverse, or if they've absorbed some of the stories about Senshi being dangerous, but." She shrugged. "Not everyone is going to be nice, I think. They don't understand what's going on."
Or possibly they were an officer powered down, which was an even funnier potential scenario, but not one Izanami wanted to think about too much.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 8:44 pm
Fang's ears pinned back. "People say we... are bad?" he asked, confused and upset. "But we... we protect! We fight because have to, not want to. Not some.... silly gang!" He coughed harshly, his emotional upset sticking lumps in his throat that worsened his already atrophied ability to talk, bending over and covering his mouth as his tail slipped between his legs. He tried so hard. And to hear that the people of Earth didn't care, that they hated... After everything he'd been through on Fang, after all the villagers had believed in him, even after they all died, one by one, after he could do nothing to stop it, feeling less than useless as he held the hand of the last person alive as they breathed their last, after all that... and here, where he'd run away to, in some last ditch attempt to bring life back to his home, he... was hated. He whimpered, ears still pinned back, tail squeezing even more between his legs, nearly crawling up his chest, eyes shut as he tormented himself in his mind. Useless, bad, burden, good-for-nothing, should've starved, bad bad bad—
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 9:08 pm
"That's true, we do," Izanami agreed, "but sometimes the truth doesn't matter." He seemed...very straightforward. There was something charming about that, and it also meant that the way he was curling up in on himself made her heart break.
She moved over to him, gently placing her hands on his shoulders.
"Most people don't know about us. They don't really know the difference between us and the Negaverse, they jsut see strangers in costumes causing chaos, and...I don't know for sure, but I think the Negaverse works very hard to push that version of events. But that's okay, I think."
She had told herself it was okay, at least.
"Sometimes people are misguided. Sometimes people don't know the right answers. And sometimes, they'll say mean things, or throw things, even though we're trying to help them--but that's okay. We still have to keep fighting to protect us, even if they don't know."
She had to believe that. Had to believe that recognition and fame weren't the only reasons to keep fighting. Had to believe that even if people rejected her aid, what she was doing as Izanami was worthwhile.
"I'm Izanami. What's your name?"
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 9:14 pm
Fang felt her hands on his shoulders, and some part of him trusted her enough to relax slightly, shivering as he looked up at her, not realizing he'd had tears streaking down his face. He sniffed and wiped at his face the second he realized it, listening to her intently. "We do," he said quietly, nodding. "Well met, Iza...Izan ahmi. Am Fang." He managed to gather enough of his wits about him to clasp his fist to his chest in his standard greeting, tail relaxing and sweeping back up to stand erect. "Thank you."
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 9:19 pm
"Well met, Fang," Izanami said. "Iza is fine, if you want a short form."
She gently squeezed his shoulders, and then stepped back and let go. "Would you like to walk together, and patrol fort he evening? It'll be safer for us to work in a pair."
It seemed like the best idea. And, she could ask him all sorts of questions about who he was and where he was from. A win-win sort of opportunity.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 9:23 pm
"Iza," he said gratefully, tail ever-so-slowly starting to wag. "Yes. Friends." He smiled. Perhaps today would be good after all.
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