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 Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2025 12:56 pm
For the past week or so Quicksilver had been adapting to the changes that had to be dealt with on a nightly basis. No longer had she a safe place to stay in order to ward off the elements but her coat was plenty long enough to block most of the chill that was heralding fall's approach. She currently had her back to the slight breeze even as she sat like a silent statue. The fact of the matter was that she was cold. Long fur be damned. It was downright miserable weather to be outside in, so why wasn't she inside a nice warm safe space for the evening? The answer simply was there was a stronger force holding her immobile for the time being.
Her gaze had been locked on the figure sitting on the fountain's edge. That the figure was a senshi was a given. Quicksilver had already ascertained this preliminary fact along with the sense that her services were not needed like they had been for Aberdonia. So what was the draw that held her in place? The answer was fairly obvious, at least to her, it was. There was an item being turned this way and that in the unknown senshi's hands and it drew the Mauvian's attention in and had ensnared her. It chased away any rational thoughts from the kitten's mind. Whatever that object was, it cried out to her, demanding liberation.
With the slightest twitch of the small whiskers that adorned her face Quicksilver began to close the distance between herself and the unknown senshi. She attempted to be quiet at first but gave up on that front as she drew nearer to this stranger. Her steps that had been hesitant at first grew bolder as she marched into view. Throwing caution to the wind the kitten paused directly in front of the female in order to eye the prize she sought before she lowered the front half of her body to the ground and simultaneously raised her back end into the air. It was a clumsy attempt at a bow, signalling respect. Her bow completed, she raised herself before her paws tapped a small flourish before she spun in a circle in front of this senshi.
Okay, as far as routines went, it was mediocre at best. Quicksilver knew it and vowed to work diligently to craft something worthy of who she was. Her dancing complete for the moment the silver-furred kitten leaped onto the ledge of the fountain before moving closer before flopping down in an exaggerated motion.
"Hello," she chirped at the senshi. She rolled over carefully onto her back before continuing to speak, "would you mind if I stole some of your body heat? It's rather chilly tonight, even with all this fur."
In her mind, she'd worked out a four step method to separating the senshi from the object she had been holding earlier.
Step 1: Disarm
Step 2: Get closer
Step 3: Distract
Step 4: Steal.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2025 8:20 pm
As Tempesti sat on the lip of the fountain, Tempesti used her little golden mirror to reflect what light she could onto the scrape on her knee, watching as the skin sealed itself leaving only a few faint pink markings behind. It was certainly good for basic first aid, even if it wasn’t quite strong enough to fix more severe wounds. The presence of another Order energy signature was reassuring and delight suffused her face when her gaze landed on a small Mauvian who engaged in the most adorable bow and twirl routine before taking a seat beside her. Setting down her mirror, she turned her attention fully toward the newcomer. “Oh, of course not! I’ve got a scarf in my subspace if you’d like to borrow it.” A soft, saffron colored knitted scarf appeared in her hands. It wouldn’t do to let this poor kitten stay cold, after all.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2025 10:17 pm
Well, she hadn't been chased off. That was a start. Quicksilver eyed the scarf that was produced in response to her question before she gave the shinier object on the fountain ledge the side eye. Her tail twitched before stilling and the Mauvian nestled up into the folds of the scarf that had been presented to her for use. How wondrous was this little knit marvel? The kitten blinked sweetly in response before the kitten instinct took over and she attempted to chase the end of the scarf ... only to wind herself more securely in the loose folds.
"Thank you for this. It definitely does the trick."
Her gaze fell to the little compact once more before she gave the senshi her full attention. "I don't think I've seen you before. I'm Quicksilver."
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2025 9:01 pm
Tempesti laughed softly at the kitten’s antics, pleased that the little Mauvian liked the feel of the scarf. Maybe she could knit some scarves for Mauvians sometime if that was something that they would enjoy. It would certainly be cute. “I’m happy you like it.” She studied the Mauvian, trying to determine what color would best suit her. Maybe a nice purple, or a blue that would complement her eyes. If only she could make something that could shrink and grow when they changed forms. “I don’t think we’ve met either, I’m Sailor Tempesti.” She extended a hand toward the adorable grey furball. If she wasn’t inclined to have her little paw shaken, she could always bat her fingers.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2025 10:09 am
Quicksilver had been surreptitiously eyeing the trinket that had been placed to the side of the senshi, Tempesti. It was a mysterious item that was on a chain. It looked like one of those compact mirrors that human females liked to stash away in purses in order to do make-up touch ups. But this senshi had not been using it for that purpose from what she could remember from earlier. Maybe there was something special about it then?
Freeing herself a little from the scarf, but keeping the fabric draped over her back Quicksilver arched her spine before settling and allowed Tempesti to shake the paw that she extended outwards to complete the ritual greeting that all humans did.
"It's nice to meet you. It's not surprising we've not met. I'm still pretty, well, new to this life."
Wasn't that an overstatement though. Quicksilver allowed herself a moment of reflection before she piled most of the scarf's fabric underneath her in order to lie down without exposing her underside to the cool surface of the fountain's edge.
Her gaze once more moved to the senshi's side before she shook her head and continued her train of thought from earlier, "It's all so strange to me. I'm learning new things everyday though."
Stop showing interest in the real prize, she scolded herself.
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