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 Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2025 4:22 pm
Thaddeus and Elias had told him that he should try to find some peace and joy during his time on this planet. They thought him too reckless, too eager to face an enemy that he still didn’t understand. No one was even forcing him to power up here. He didn’t have to be Lovas when it didn’t suit him. They meant well, he knew. But why were they so insistent on disassembling his entire being? He wasn’t going to not be Lovas, and his ‘peace and joy’ stemmed purely from eradicating the putrid filth of Chaos from a world that deserved better. So he would power up at Every Single Opportunity- he was still accustomed to being only Lovas. Not having a Senshi’s power about him left him feeling uncommonly meager (as he was forced to do while staying with them- something about a powered aura ‘attracting the Negaverse’ they should be attracted; he didn’t care if they found him. A thought for another time). This night was no different. Lovas found himself wandering the more populated areas he could find, parks or plazas strung with lights and decorations, where people tread at all times of day and night. And where there were people, there would be Chaos to hunt them. Tonight he felt very little by way of their oppressive aura. Too quiet or too cold or whatever other reasons the Negaverse had to keep away. Instead, he felt another Senshi, and when he saw her, he had a weird sence of it being Not the First Time. Not a strange sensation since his coming to Earth. His memory was patchy of even recent events on the best of days, but he was sure he’d seen this girl… somewhere… “Oh~” He was close enough now that she surely heard him, tone low and booming vibrantly. “I do recognize you. You were on that other Senshi’s world! To get rid of the Chaos. I think I heard you wailing.” Lovas definitely wouldn’t be able to recognize everyone who’d been there, but she’d been only a few yards away. And Not Quiet. Her fuku had stood out well enough then, and it stood out well enough now. “That was already a whole moon cycle ago. How time flies! Are you feeling better now?”
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2025 5:39 am
"I was not wailing," she said, miffed and aware that she was lying. She had, in fact, been wailing. "I was bitching and I think that was fair. I died. But I am clearly better, since I'm not still dead." This was not the best introduction she could have asked for - her first time venturing out as Alekto alone, without that damned cat in tow, trying to feel out what it was to be another person and hopefully not dying on the way. This was, apparently, how she was meant to make herself stronger, to avoid that whole dying thing as much as possible. She gave him a look over the veil that made it appear, in the darkness, as though her mouth was set into a permanent scream. He had recognized her readily, but she, in truth, only vaguely recognized him. But she'd learned a lot, and if Fish b***h had been a rude introduction, it had at least been a thorough one. He must have been one of those from somewhere else even more than people like herself were from somewhere else. She considered, briefly, that it must be very difficult to start life over fresh so far away from everything you'd ever known, bereft of everything that had made a place your home. She should be kind - her natural inclination was at least to be cheerful and welcoming. But, well. He started it. Wailing, really? "Are you some kinda fish too?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2025 8:38 am
"Oh. I must have been mistaken, then. Forgive me. The intricacies of the language are still a little new to me; I thought I labeled the tone correctly." He smiled as he studied her curiously. Lovas didn't mind being wrong, and could even admit when such was the case. ...However. 'Dying' seemed a bit of an exaggeration? And he wondered if this girl was perhaps prone to dramatics. But then, most humans were. A soft laugh rolled out of him. "'Bitching,' you call it? That means something different where I'm from." Most things were different than where he was from, but Lovas was fortunate to be a quick study, and regardless of his overall shoddy memory, he knew he had been on many other worlds before and always adapted fine. He was good at that. Adapting. His head canted, still smiling, though clearly pondering. She sounded almost... annoyed with him? Had he done something? He didn't know why, but he expected most humans to be of a chipper disposition. Literally no idea why, since that hadn't been the case for his people or any other he'd crossed. But they had such a lively planet! What was there to be so offended about? "I had never seen anything like that girl's planet before. So much water! My planet barely has any- no lakes or pools or even puddles." Lovas glanced down at himself, as if studying his overwhelmingly human body. The differences between him and them were minimal. No fins like Dagon. "And I can't swim, so I don't think I'm a fish." "I like to think I'm more of an azowl- Do you have those here? They are kind of big and fuzzy. With long necks and wings that don't quite carry them. Oh! And teeth like this-" He said as he jabbed a finger to the tip of one of his fangs.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2025 7:11 am
She paused, a little baffled, and self-awareness caught up to her - as it often does - alongside a twinge of guilt. He might be making fun of her - the suspicion lingered, and always did - but she attempted to believe otherwise. The result was a not-entirely-homogenous mixture of skepticism and kindness in her voice, which did her no favors. "No," she said warily. "We don't have those. Or at least, I can't think of anything that fits the description." She hesitated. "Where are you from, exactly? Have you been here long? Well, no, I guess not," she immediately answered herself as to the last one. "Did you get thrown headfirst into all this too? I mean - fresh hatch and then right into that mess?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2025 3:00 pm
"Hm. I didn't really expect so, I suppose. Most of the creatures I've seen here have been unfamiliar to me." A pause as his brows furrowed and Lovas considered the limited amount of things he'd seen. "...And very small. Why is everything so small? On my world- Lovas, that's my name too- everything was very big and scary. As much as I remember of it, anyway." Prone to not quite catching the varied tones of human speech, Lovas recognized little by way of the skepticism in the girl's tone. He was all smiles and bright eyes, himself, still of the expectation that another Senshi would mean him no ill and would have little reason to deceive him. Provided they hadn't been tainted with Chaos, and he didn't think this one was! Though he did get the impression that she was not impressed with her situation. 'Thrown into that mess-' The Chaos on Dagon? "I have resided on this planet for a full cycle of the moon, and a little extra. That planet was my first time seeing so many Senshi together, ever. But it is far from the first Chaos I've faced. I- Hm... Well, I don't have a strong memory of 'freshly hatching;' it's been many centuries since I became awakened to this power, you see. But I don't think it was a traumatic event?" He didn't think he'd recall even if it was, but maybe that wasn't relevant information. A long, thoughtful note hummed from his throat. He didn't have a complete understanding of how Senshi came to be awakened on Earth instead of their own planet. The only Earthan Senshi he'd spoken to at length was Teyla, and she was very young, and her parents had cautioned him that her recount of events was... questionable. But she enjoyed it! He wasn't convinced that this one did. "So... you don't find it invigorating, then?" He asked. "It was dangerous, I suppose, but a bit of a mess is exciting, isn't it? Much better than eking out a meager survival in the midst of a desolate wasteland for a thousand years."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2025 4:31 pm
This last statement took her somewhat aback. True, her own thoughts for the last month had been revolving around the axis of a similar question - magical danger and excitement opposed to banal safety - but the further backdrop made her hesitate in silence for a long few seconds as she considered a dreary march of lonely centuries as well as someone like herself could. It occurred to her, not for the first time, that being a Final Girl - even a Final Girl in the shape of a slab of masculine beef - was probably less enjoyable when the finality was that total. Who could you even brag about it to, at that point? Well, she guessed, he could brag to her. But he didn't seem to be. "I guess," she said slowly, after a moment, "that it's - I mean, it's cool, right? But I thought there'd be like... a big long training montage before I got thrown into dying. But I didn't think a training montage could be a thousand years long." She was seized with a moment of what she might have termed existential crisis if she'd thought about it and had a better and more ready vocabulary. All those endless lonely years sent a shiver through her. It was unreasonable to be unfriendly and snippy over a few hours of misery when this guy - even if it was because he'd gone a little cracked in the head, which she supposed was reasonable - was holding it together. "You must be really glad to be here," she said suddenly. And then, with a friendly impulse born out of a kind of terrified pity: "You should go to a zoo here - like a big place they keep a bunch of animals in for you to learn about, do you have those where you're from? We have some big creatures too, just not here."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2025 5:35 pm
"I could be wrong, as I am not familiar with what the group expects of each other, but I thiiiiink... I think going to that world was optional?" Lovas invited teasingly, the upward quirk of his lips having just the softest edge of amusement to them to offset the typical smile. "So you could theoretically have had as much or as little of a training montage as you like, before you accepted such invitations..." But it was still Very Brave and very Aligned With Their Purpose to use these abilities to go and defend another world from the plague of the universe. And although Lovas couldn't recall his own very first introduction to Chaos, he was sure he had dealt with it alone. Alone in the sense that no one else would've had anything besides their own standard physical strength to help him, no alter ego, no magic- but he was pretty sure they would've tried when the Chaos was first discovered. Pretty sure. Desperately sure that his people would've wanted to help him. "It might have been better this way, though?" He added thoughtfully, after a moment of consideration. "Earth's Chaos... What you would face here, it inhabits people who think and can decide how to best progress... What is on my world, and Dagon's, I assume, it only consumes. It doesn't think or feel or act unpredictably because it can only do one thing... Maybe it is better to face that than to do the 'training' on Earth?" "Oh, and the dying. You were resurrected. So it is nice to have such a large group with varied abilities, as well." She was alive! And that was worth a celebration. He flit to the less severe matter of his reception of the planet, which was admittedly different than what he was accustomed to, but how could he complain about 'different,' given what was normal? "I do find it enjoyable here!" Lovas agreed. "There are so many things to see! Experiences to have! More than could be done in an entire lifetime. My world was... underdeveloped compared to this one- Chaos had nothing to do with that, so it can be- hm- jarring, to comprehend it all. On my world animals were only for sustenance. We didn't keep hardly any at all." Definitely not to learn about them, of all things. "But it sounds enjoyable! To be able to view yours so freely. Oh! I should put it on my list," he decided, taking out a little tab of paper, equipped with a small purple colored pencil. He scribbled- definitely not a word, but more a quick (and surprisingly adept sketch) of what looked like... a pack of squirrels? He'd only seen a handful of animals here, okay.
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