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Dubje hated this. She really did. Dubhe really did not like visiting her homeworld but she knew she should, if only to continue to get to the bottom of it's sheer... A lot. It was a lot to deal with there. And at least she liked the architechture and lights? But the more she visited... The more she disliked ity technoilogically. Culturally. She missed her dad too. The one in this life. Her past life did not helpo with those memories.

The funeral was still in her mind. Dubhe sighed. But she had to keep going because it was soimething she needed to do and her father understood that. Dubhe needed to do it to see if there was a way to grow stronger. To fight in his memory, to crush chaos for taking him like she'd crushed the youma.

But damn, she hated visiting her homeworld and Dubhe stared at the stars, senshi phone held out hesitantly, as if debating if she will or will not travel. She... Could try cleaning out the palace so Subra could visit...

Dubhe sighed. Homeworld? Patropl? Homeworld? Patrol?

She needed to breathe, brace, and decide.

Dubhe jumped in surprise. She hadn't known he was there, and for a moment she was surprised. Dubhe didn't know there were aliens 0 she hadn't been in the loop to do so. At least, currently. The senshi blinked, taking a moment to process a response, before a bright, warm smile crossed her face. To be fair she also suspected Almadel wasn't human, the merchant attending the Star Festival yearly. And she adored seeing him! So this? This felt no different from any other person once she managed to process that and her warm smile turned sheepish.

"Well I was thinking of it. I don't mind bringing compabny. It's a little bit ah--" Dubhe had to find the words. "-- Well... It might be a little creepy there. But if you'd like to see, I don't mind. You garden?" She sounded fascinated,arn extebdubgm a gebtke gkives ghabnd reaching for the Vanguardian with warmth and kindness. Compassion and invitation.

"Sorry - my name is Super Sailor Dubhe. How do you do?" She beamed, kind and soft.

Dubhe nodded as she considered the interaction, calmly noting to herself to mind her Earth colloquialisms. She also mentally noted he might like trying more Earth flora - but later. SAhe listened and nodded.

"Productrivity is good." She admitted. When she shook his hand - Dubhe was careful. She wasn't used to taking people, and unsure magic needed touch, so after shaking his hand she kept hold of his hand, however Dubhe pressed the applicable sequence on her senshi phone to teleport them both, hoping her homeworld let them arrive somewhere easy to begin with,

Dubhe itself melted, almost, into being around Dubhe and Andreiya like a flurry of petals. Fortunately they appeared outside, old dryu, but living grasses growing at corners of old, dilapidated structures. Businesses and homes worn and tired. Any fabric huing outside were bleached white by the parent star's centuries of relentless waiting. Caarta sat with harnesses on the ground or dangling as id disconnected from the cart mid-task, frozen in time like armor that was rusted over about tell-tale fetters for necks or arms. Although in a broken, empty city, the world afforded plants to grow in cracks on the ground - thin, but absolutely growing back. It carried an air as if life stopped in but a moment. A flash, as if men and women and others died without warning, and as if to afford a dramatic presentation, a breeze carried through the air,

Dubhe sighed, looking around. She let go of Andreiya's hand slowly, drtawing a hand delicately to her chest warily, slowly looking around before frowning faintly.

"This was the capital." Duibhe explained softly, voice almost trembling softly as she looked about, then motioned to the center of the city. A palacial structure towered over it all, brass and broiwn and ddeep muddied ochre-red, Dubhe speaking. "That was where the royal family lived."

But that wasn't her best information. Gleaned from visions and assessment, and she turnbed back to Andreiya, motioning.

"Is there... Anywhere you want to see? There's all sorts,m but the skeletons are inside buildings." Dubhe warned.

Dubher... Smiled a little. Surprised seeing someone so eager to see her homeworld was so comforting. Finally, and slowly, she took a syrp. Andreiya was safe here in her company, some lost instinct leading her to guide him, not rebuke as she approached a window, peering into a business with.... Well. Bones. Aside being humanoid, they were utterly noin-descript and would take a person capable of facial reconstruction to see the true face of, or some inkling.

"As far as I can tell everyone was wiped out in a single moment." Dubhe explained. "Some singlke, cataclysmic moment trying to play with technologies ppeople weren't ready for. There's still plants here but animal and insect life is entirely gone. Not so sure on fungal but there's some microbial life, if not a lot handling decomposition. To a point."

But it seemed to need soft material to decompose, not.... Bone. Not wood oir stone, even iuf some softer plant fiber like leaves were [;aoiinly not piling up,.

"Unfortunatekly I'm no biologist or botanist or anything. It's a lot easier for me to get some rudimentary level electrical back online than it would be understand what's happening here. Although lights would help at night around here." Dubhe chuckled. It was true. Night was dark. Dubhe lacked an Earthlike moon. She wasn't sure what they had.

Sure, it may have been bragging. But at the same time it was, in Dubhe's mind, bragging with substance behind it. And that did mean something, and it was different from bragging with fart less. And she was only an Earthen electrical engineer. A Mauvian - or, in this case, Vanguardians - seemed for more apt to include in the situation, and she motioned with undisguised excitement herself.

"I'd deeply appreciate that. I'm fine with Earth's electrical systems but I've kept in mind space might operate far past that so I haven't... Well. Touched the grid." Dubhe looked around. Her eyes took everything in, nodding. "I think first getting a good assessment is important. So far as I know and worked out... Animal life was wiped out in a matter of moments. So it was either some meteorite or larger impact, or somebody meddled with technikliogy they should not have. So a baseline is likely a good - to track things. I also need to... Well. I need to work out what to do about the skeletons inside buildings. There's a good number of them, even in the palace. Although, you'd be welcome to sample one, if xenoanthropology is of interest." Dubhe noted. "As for elecyrical... We might want to identify the power system - how power is fed into the city, what creates power for the city to behggin, or even just one area. Maybe identify what plants might be useful."

Dubhe was - well rambling a bit but whuile she went to schoiol for engineering, she could analyze as needed. Useful, dince she's honestly used the skill far too often to justify her grandfather's behaviours. It had al;ways been useful when she needed to analyze and problem solve. ...Admittedly iut was because Hadrian was a problem but Yolanda stiull loved him. Presently iut meant Dubhe was applying the same skill for undoing her grandfather's meddling to her homeworld.

"I might consider looking for any images of how burials worked here, or similar. The rest..." Dubhe motioned. "Bones might contain marrow. I'm unsure. If they dop I doubt the DNA is in good shape but..."

Well at least Dubhe understood the important of studying her homeworld.

Dubhe nodded, understanding - and then she lit up considerably. Andreiya actually made a lot of sense. Studying plants from other worlds, especially without senshi there, was useful to know - helpful for everyone, really, and Dubhe nodded, eyes lighting iup fully.

"That makes sense! We don't know how prolonged isolation from a senshi has affected plants. You can have as many as you like. I might know some good areas to collect more than what's overtaking some buildings too." Dubhe was sincerely excited. Sincerely eager as she motioned, eyes dancing brightly.

"There's a few large parks in this city, but there's also the royal gardens of the palace. Odds are there's plants from most climates similar to the capital city there from when the world was inhabited! Which means there'ws certainly plenty of options. I'
m actually wondering how they survived now too. I haven't - seen any animals or insects. And some seem like they'd need pollinators. It might be good to see how they adapted as well. There might be something of use there."

Was she sugarcoating the value of rearing alien plants? Absolutely not. It would be difficult and useful and analyzing and studying them was important. She'd enough visions to know whatever happened, the plants had been immune. The parks remained lush. The royal gardens overgrown and beautiful. And oh. Oh the lands outside? It was like uninhabited sites were dryer than within them, and Dubhe assumed it was recent drought. And she paused, brow furrowing. Maybe there was something more toi ponds there than likely former fishing. She brought herself back to Andreiya.

"I do know thgere's been drought conditions outside the capital. But normally the plants within it are optimally healthy." A payuse. "I assuyme anyhow."

Dubhe lit up seeing someone else acxtually... Excited. Like having someone to work with made it all so much less daunting - and she didn't mind his passion for plants. She understood.

Passion wasn't anything she saw as bad, not really. Dubhe was far too open to others than be anything unkind. And - it let her focus. It let her have a starting point and information. It was like the very stars were in her eyes for a moment, lighting up like starlight and glee. And it was honestly from seeing someone else happy -- and that it was helpful to them both? Even better, and Dubhe beamed, motioning.

"Of course! I'm just glad to helpo too if I'm honest. And it's a good starting point -- understanding plants can help iunderstand a lot." Dubhe nodded, and she led Andreiya for the palace, speaking as she went.

"And - I trust you. You seem very trustworthy - and very passionate. Passion is good when applied well." Dubhe admitted openly. Then she motioned. "Oh! I can help bring a few plants back oif you want? More people carrying plants should really be ideal right? A larger sample for more information?" Dubhe wasn't sure how the Vangaurd did science - but the large sample size was typical on ?Earth, and, Diubhe intended top be thuropugh.